Crossover Anime: Starting with Destroying Kengan

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"That idiot just now launched the attack first and was then kicked away by you. Although your kick was very fast, even I couldn't see it clearly, it shouldn't be a move that can be used all the time, right? It should be a counterattack that can only be used in this position. The reason why the force was exaggerated to that extent is because it returned the opponent's forward momentum."

"Because the opponent is also skilled in kicking techniques, their explosive power and short-distance sprint speed are far more terrifying than those of fighters of the same level. Only by combining these two factors can one achieve the effect of kicking someone dozens of meters away."

The man suddenly grinned maliciously.

"But with your physique, that kick should have almost paralyzed your lower body, otherwise you wouldn't have stood there motionless, thinking you could scare everyone with your act and give yourself enough time or even a reason to sit down and rest? But unfortunately, I've already seen through your trick."

Chapter 98

"Really? You can tell just by looking at that?"

In the audience, Erina felt a little incredulous.

Although there was no loudspeaker, the venue was so spacious and quiet that the audience could hear Yato and the man's conversation clearly.

"Yin, what do you think?"

Senzaemon stroked his beard and asked with great interest.

"That makes some sense."

Dojima Gin said with a smile.

"Hmph, let that guy keep pretending. Now look what happened! He's about to get a good beating."

Erina raised her chin slightly, looking rather smug.

"Moreover, Commander-in-Chief, don't you think that man looks familiar?" Dojima Gin neither confirmed nor denied Erina's comment, shifting the topic in another direction.

"The Kyoto Fireworks Festival eight years ago."

Senzaemon spoke slowly, his gaze deep and unfathomable.

Kyoto Fireworks Festival?

Dojima Gin's expression froze.

"You mean the Dai-Japan Bank...?"

……

"Duma, born in China, 39 years old, nationality unknown, fighting style unknown, was recruited by Katahara Metsudo of the Dai Nippon Bank Group and served as the captain of the second squad of the Guardians. According to rumors, he once participated in the election for the fifth generation 'Fang'."

On the other side, Hayasaka Ai read the information on her phone screen to Kaguya one by one.

"Guardians...?"

Kaguya's expression was serious.

These days, she's not just handling the tasks assigned by the principal.

We also conducted in-depth research on the 'industry environment' involved in the job content.

Kaguya was particularly impressed by the name of the current president of the Kengan Association, Katahara Metsudo, and the 'shield' and 'spear' under his command.

The fifth generation Metsudo, who dominated the Kengan Tournament and was hailed as the strongest fighter in history, can be said to possess the sharpest 'spear'. As for the 'shield', it was a terrifying group composed of more than 500 combat elites from ten squads!

Among the latter, even the most ordinary members would be renowned experts in underground fighting groups, not to mention the ten squad leaders.

In fact, the goal of the Imperial University and the higher authorities is to recruit fighters who are at least comparable to squad leaders.

For most companies, having a master of this caliber participate in a regular Kengan match would be nothing short of a nightmare!

Only in this way can RU7 and the upper echelons have the confidence to try and seize control of the Kung Fu Association.

"What I can't understand is, since you've already recruited a powerhouse of this caliber, why bother with an internal selection process? This person's strength should be among the top in the history of squad leaders, right? Wouldn't it be simpler to just appoint him directly?"

Kaguya's tone was full of doubt.

After all, Duma is different from others; he has an impressive resume, which is enough to make people feel at ease entrusting him with important responsibilities.

"According to intelligence, he was voluntarily dismissed by the Bank of Japan."

Hayasaka Ai's Yuyudo.

"what?"

"The specific reasons are unclear, but starting from a certain day, he suddenly started drinking heavily, overeating, and even did some things that are inconvenient to talk about, which made Katahara Metsudo lose face, so he was fired."

"...So that's how it is. They deliberately stole the final selection by swallowing their pride and picking up what others didn't want, while also hoping that other dark horses might emerge."

Kaguya's lips curled into a sarcastic smile.

"But it could also be because of his past self-destructive behavior that makes the adults uneasy and want to see his current state through this selection competition."

Hayasaka Ai shared her guess.

"A man who can earn my respect is someone like that good-for-nothing who has no chance of winning."

Kaguya snorted.

"...Kaguya-sama, even if her strength has declined, she is still a formidable opponent who is a whole level above the one that Mr. Igarashi defeated before."

Hayasaka Ai felt somewhat helpless when her young mistress called the other person a "good-for-nothing".

While the literal meaning does seem to fit Duma's image quite well, well... Kaguya, who has never practiced martial arts and knows nothing about combat techniques, is being a bit too optimistic.

"Mr. Igarashi is likely to face a tough battle in this match."

"Hayasaka, you seem to have a particularly low opinion of that guy."

Kaguya raised an eyebrow and looked at her maid.

"No, I'm just analyzing from an objective perspective. Blind optimism is meaningless and will only bring more disappointment," Hayasaka Ai said expressionlessly, then suddenly changed the subject:

"If you think I have any prejudice against Mr. Igarashi, how about this: if Mr. Igarashi wins in the end, I will give him a hug as a congratulation."

"Eh!?"

"Even I have expressed this sentiment, so as someone who trusts Mr. Igarashi even more than I do, you should do something too, right? Ah, I'm sorry, but Kaguya-sama's character is beyond question, and you will definitely have a better response than I have. I said something unnecessary, so please just pretend you didn't hear it."

Hayasaka Ai said it seemingly casually.

"...?!"

Kaguya seemed to want to explain something, but for a moment she didn't know what to say. Her pretty face turned red, and when she looked at Yato again, her eyes were full of resentment.

It's all this guy's fault!

……

"Ok?"

Yato suddenly sensed an unusual killing intent. He turned his head and looked in the direction of the source, only to see Kaguya glaring at him with her beautiful, bright red eyes, as if he had done something heinous.

At that moment, two chubby hands silently reached towards his body.

To onlookers, this scene was absolutely horrifying!

The behemoth, weighing over 200 kilograms, seized the moment when its opponent looked away and launched a surprise attack. Its movements were exceptionally agile, rolling on the ground like a balloon. And that was not all; despite its incredible speed, its feet made no sound at all when they touched the ground!

Yato seemed to sense something and turned around.

Duma seemed to have anticipated this and changed his direction of movement.

This inevitably brings to mind scenes in movies where the protagonist has to daringly evade searchlights to infiltrate a place resembling a military base.

But how can a searchlight compare to the width of a human's field of vision and the speed at which a head can turn?

That's why it's so incredible.

Duma's actions are truly shocking.

Because he successfully outflanked his opponent before his body entered the opponent's field of vision.

Many people saw the surprise on Yato's face.

No wonder, the enemy disappeared in the blink of an eye when you turned your head.

Anyone would be taken aback.

In that moment of distraction, the enemy from behind was almost completely defenseless!

Chapter 99

"Gone!"

This thought popped into the minds of many quick-thinking fighters.

Duma's grasp of the timing shows that this tactic was clearly not the first time it had been used in actual combat. For such a seasoned and powerful player, if any mistakes were to occur, they would only happen at the very beginning.

It is the same in nature as grappling and joint locks.

In this situation, let alone the Duma, even if they were to take the field themselves, they would be fully confident of defeating an almost undefended opponent.

"The weather is nice today. Have a comfortable daydream."

Duma delivered a karate chop to the back of the young man's head, striking the Yamen and Fengchi acupoints. These two acupoints are often considered by many to be the body's "knockout switches." However, his technique was not as simple as people imagine, where a chop to the back of the head would knock someone unconscious.

Even when his chubby hands were brought together to form a palm strike, they were much thicker than the average person's. Moreover, if he hadn't deliberately bent his palms slightly, changing them from a '一' shape to a 'へ' shape, making the striking force more concentrated.

The effect of this strike was more like an axe than a knife!

A blow to any part of the human body can cause broken bones and ruptured tendons.

If it's the spine, it wouldn't be surprising if it caused death.

Even top-tier fighters trained to withstand blows would have no chance of standing up again after such an attack.

Yato suffered a severe neck injury.

He suddenly leaned forward.

His movements were more exaggerated than expected. Unlike a normal chop to the back of the neck where the victim's body stiffens and slowly collapses, it was more like being hit with a hammer. This made people wonder if Duma had gone too far and broken his spine.

But what happened next greatly surprised the audience.

Suddenly, Yato stretched out a hand to brace himself against the ground, and using the momentum, he nimbly performed several front flips like an acrobat, instantly putting several body lengths between himself and Dumara.

"That was close, you almost hit me."

Yato turned around, touched the back of his neck, and said, seemingly still shaken.

But nobody would believe his nonsense.

Because his left hand is still in his pants pocket and hasn't been taken out.

Dumana's seemingly perfect surprise attack merely forced him to use his right hand for ground support, which wasn't even a proper parry.

This level of ease is a bit of an exaggeration.

This truly terrified some people.

"Why can this guy still move?! And he can even use such a high degree of 'force dissipation'?"

Duma thought to himself with a gloomy expression.

I felt something was off when I chopped him with my bare hands.

It's not just a matter of skin texture and muscle resilience.

Instead, it didn't actually touch the 'spine' at all.

It now appears that the other party tensed their muscles to mitigate some of the damage while simultaneously relaxing their spine to avoid the remaining impact.

This is a 'force dissipation' technique that combines the two force-relieving techniques of releasing force and tightening force!

I have absolutely no idea how they managed to do something that goes against the common sense of the human body.

Or is this kid also a 'special individual' like that guy?

Recalling the man who had given him unprecedented defeat, a man who was like a beast or a demon, Duma felt a pang of pain in his teeth and a dull ache throughout his body.

No matter how much she eats and uses more fat as a protective layer, she still can't find a sense of security when she thinks of that man.

"But I won't give up... Ghana, you're the only one I absolutely must have—uh?!"

Duma's eyes became bloodshot without him even noticing.

Clenching his fists, he wanted to use this fighting spirit to knock the young man in front of him, who seemed to overlap with that person's figure, to the ground in one fell swoop.