Conan: The Man Behind the Romance

Chapter 370 Kyogoku Makoto VS Hawke! Feast host - Firefly!
Three days later, Sunday, ten o'clock in the morning.

The first round of Group A official matches is about to begin.

In the past few days, warriors from all over the world have been pouring into Singapore almost every moment, and even more numerous than them are the countless spectators.

The population of this island has long exceeded the limits of its urban design. Even the Thomson Nature Park and the Singapore Zoo are densely packed with tents.

Faced with groups of fanatical and terrifying upright apes, even lions and tigers can only hide behind barbed wire and tremble in fear.

Even so, a group of people pushed down the barbed wire, rushed in and forcibly petted the cat.

The big cat could only roar a few times before being humiliated.

Wise men walk between heaven and earth, and from the moment the primordial fire was ignited, they stand above all spirits.

In addition to controlling nature with wisdom, they also conquered the world with unrivaled military force.

The Singapore National Stadium is an arena with a temporary circle of thick concrete walls.

"The first contestant to appear!"

"Kill incarnate!"

"Bloody executioner!"

"He once killed 2000 people on the battlefield and was called the Ghost of Bermuda!"

"Hawk!!!"

A tall and strong figure walked slowly into the left entrance. He had messy blond hair and wore a rough plate armor over a red T-shirt. On each side of his waist hung a short axe bigger than a human head and he had a cigar in his mouth.

"call--"

He exhaled a puff of smoke, his face expressionless and somewhat unpredictable, but he didn't look fierce at all.

Above the arena, his image flashed on the left side of the huge screen. The crowd was silent for a moment, and then erupted like an avalanche, shouting his name.

In the Group H preliminaries the day before yesterday, this terrifying man slaughtered more than twenty people. The others only managed to stay alive because they escaped quickly and gave up immediately.

He was the only one who advanced in that primary election.

Even though they had been told beforehand that "once you enter the arena, your life and death are at your own risk", this was the first time such a large-scale bloody incident had occurred in a martial arts tournament, and many people still protested against the tournament organizers, demanding that Hawke be disqualified and the murderer be arrested.

Even without considering this new record, Hawke has a lot of blood on his body and ranks high on the international wanted list.

The fact that such people are allowed to participate in the competition has already angered many people and led to demonstrations.

But obviously, no one paid attention to their opinions.

"The second contestant to appear!"

"All Japan Karate Champion!"

"Four hundred consecutive victories without a single defeat!"

"Kick the noble young master!"

"Kyogoku Makoto!!!"

At the entrance on the right, a dark figure walked out from the shadows. From a distance, he looked like the armor worn by an ancient Japanese general. The composite ceramic armor plates glowed with a cold and eerie light. However, that was only the protection at his joints that allowed for flexibility. The rest of his body looked like a whole, simple and smooth.

When the Suzuki Group customized the armor for Kyogoku Makoto, they naturally took aerodynamics into consideration.

The crowd in the audience was boiling with excitement as they watched Kyogoku Makoto step onto the battlefield step by step, their eyes shining and shouting excitedly.

They are able to sit here and watch the game. In addition to the teams and relatives and friends of some contestants, their social status is generally not low.

However, the reappearance of the ancient Roman Colosseum, the purest violence and blood, undoubtedly aroused something hidden deep in the genes of almost everyone, that ancient call.

Kill!
Only by killing can mankind survive!

Only by killing can human beings be happy!

"Kill him! Hawke!!!"

The fat and bloated middle-aged man held a thick stack of bills in his hand, stood up and shouted, his eyes red with excitement.

Competitive play, of course, involves gambling.

The heavy breathing of countless people raised the smell of sweat, and the sound of gold coins colliding could be heard.

clatter--

Kyogoku Makoto stood in the center of the arena.

He was not wearing a helmet or a visor, and he just stared calmly at the man opposite him.

Judging from his size alone, he is smaller than Hawke.

But suddenly, the momentum collided, the invisible wind rolled up, and the dust was shaking at this moment.

But it is not weak at all!

In the stands, the wine glass in the hand of a white-robed prince trembled slightly, and the blood-red wine spilled.

next moment,
Bang——! ! !
Mountains collide!

Of course there will be a referee and a start signal for the game.

But to avoid interference, the referee will not leave the field. Anyway, it is very easy to judge the winner of this kind of game, just stand on the podium and watch.

As for things like signals, if the contestants don't want to wait, then there's no need for them.

"Look! Everyone! The blood is boiling!"

"Hawk threw out his axe first, and Kyogoku Makoto raised his arm to block."

"The first attack was just a test. Kyogoku Shin avoided the side attack of the axe blade. Only a white mark appeared on the armor. The technology of the Suzuki Group is very nice!"

"Not good!"

"That huge body is so flexible! Hawke's left hand strikes Kyogoku Makoto's head with a wonderful gesture!"

"Elbow press! Side attack! Knee block! Straight punch!"

"That's a beautiful counterattack from Kyokushin Karate!"

"Faster, faster, faster! Faster and faster!"

"Hawk's flexibility and explosive power are simply terrifying, but in terms of direct strength, Kyogoku Shin is still slightly better!"

"Hawk used a little trick!"

“I’ve been seen through!”

"Kyogoku can even catch bullets, are you kidding me?!"

"Good response! Kyogoku got hit in the joint!"

"..."

On the high platform at the edge of the arena, the referee in a black suit gave a quick and clear explanation, allowing many spectators who had no knowledge of martial arts to enjoy the match and watch with great interest.

At the same time, there were also many female spectators who cast their gazes towards the referee, their beautiful eyes shining with excitement.

This man is damn handsome.

From Suzuki Sonoko's perspective, the referee's perfect profile was like the cross-section of some moonlight crystal, so beautiful that it was dazzling and she couldn't take her eyes off him for a long time.

"Cough cough!"

"Cough cough cough cough!"

"Cough cough cough..."

"Okay, Dad, if you have a cold, go to the hospital." Yuanzi looked away and rolled her eyes at her father. "Isn't it okay for me to just look at it and enjoy it? Xiaolan didn't say anything."

Suzuki Shiro scratched his head and was about to speak when he was stopped by his wife. "What? Sonoko, what did you say?" Xiaolan stared at the game without even turning her head.

"Nothing, who do you think will win?"

"It's hard to say. The opponent's dynamic vision is stronger than Kyogoku-senpai's, and he has the advantage of size and weapons, and his attack range is wider. His absolute strength is smaller, but it is difficult for Kyogoku-senpai to catch him and hit him. The opponent is always fighting."

"Isn't this very dangerous, Kyogoku-senpai?"

Sonoko felt a little regretful that she did not dissuade Kyogoku Makoto from wearing a helmet and neck guard.

"Just now, he was almost hit in the neck by the opponent, but just like what Hotaru said, Kyogoku-senpai was able to catch the BB bullets fired by 11 people with his bare hands even though his vision was blocked. His perception and reaction speed are also very strong, so he will not be defeated easily. This is probably..."

"This will probably be a protracted battle. It all depends on which of these two inhuman creatures will show weakness first."

The referee said what he wanted to say. Xiaolan looked up and saw Yingsheng throwing a gold coin high into the air.

"The bodies of these two players have been tempered through thousands of trials and tribulations. They are at a monster level. If we want to wait for one of them to lose strength and reveal a flaw, I'm afraid the fight will last until at least the evening."

The gold coin fell, and Yingsheng caught it with two fingers without even looking at it. Those who were close could clearly see that there was a maple leaf on one side of the gold coin.

"Dear audience, do you want to wait?"

Yingsheng's voice spread throughout the stadium through the loudspeaker, and the noisy audience quieted down.

Many people looked at Yingsheng in surprise or confusion, wondering what tricks he was playing as a referee instead of explaining the game properly?

So what if they don’t want to wait?

There is no time limit for martial arts competitions.

"It's hard to find a flaw in the physical body, so we can only start from the mental aspect."

Yingsheng took it upon himself to switch the game screen to the gold coins in his hand for a few seconds, and then switched the screen back.

"Insult them both as much as you can! This will surely hasten the arrival of the blood feast!"

"And, the person who curses the most will be rewarded with 100 maple leaf gold coins."

The stadium fell into a brief silence, and then a woman with long brown hair spoke first:
"Hawk, you will definitely die here!"

Her words were not sharp, but they were like some kind of signal. The next moment, an endless wave surged in the audience.

Many people here are gentlemen and ladies most of the time, but they are also human beings after all, and there will always be times when they want to vent.

It's rare to see people being rewarded with gold coins for cursing someone in a convincing manner.

Even though the number of people who spoke out was still only a minority, it was enough to form a deafening torrent.

A gambler was roaring wildly with saliva flying from his mouth. Yingsheng was quite satisfied with his performance and cut a three-second video of him.

On the field, Kyogoku's movements slowed down for a very brief moment because the man on the big screen was insulting his family.

Hawke seized the opportunity and left a long and narrow wound on Kyogoku Makoto's cheek, almost opening his skull.

But he was still a little short of it.

Next to the brown-haired beauty who spoke first, a man in a red suit with a face that looked a bit like a monkey jumped up and kept cursing, and Yingsheng cut the camera to him again.

On the field, Hawke's face was gloomy, and his axe's momentum became faster and faster. Kyogoku Makoto had to dodge the heavy blow.

Every time he resisted, a trickle of blood flowed from his cheek.

The phone on his waist vibrated, but Yingsheng ignored it.

"Blood loss will accelerate the loss of physical strength. Kyogoku Makoto seems to be starting to lose ground in terms of physical strength!"

"But although Hawke's attack seems to be getting more and more fierce, he is actually losing his composure. This big guy looks calm, but he is definitely very irritable!"

“It’s still unclear who will win!”

"Keep calm and restrained!"

"Both of you!"

The phone stopped vibrating and Yingsheng continued his passionate explanation.

In the audience, Sonoko was so angry that she wanted to smash her phone, "That bastard! He was clearly trying to trick us! He almost killed Kyogoku-senpai!"

Xiaolan hesitated for two seconds. "Before the camera passed, Ying didn't know that the first person was scolding Kyogoku-senpai. And Hawke was also affected. For top warriors, mental flaws are often more serious than physical injuries."

"But Kyogoku-senpai already has a facial injury. Isn't that a disadvantage?"

Sonoko was still angry, partly because she didn't persuade Kyogoku to wear a helmet or something...

The other half is naturally Yingsheng.

Sonoko gritted her teeth and said, "How did he become a referee? And he also served as a commentator. Is it allowed to mess around like this in a game?"

On the other side of the audience, Kuroba Kaito had the same doubts and looked at his nominal father.

Kudo Yusaku looked rather heavy-hearted. It wasn't that he had any personal likes or dislikes for any of the players on the field, but based on his values, he naturally felt disgusted by such barbaric behavior.

"According to my friend in the CIA, it was Shuiyue Yingsheng who took the initiative to find Chen Zhonghan and recommend himself, and they had a very pleasant conversation."

"Chen Zhonghan said that a grand victory is the ritual of the Blue Fist gathering magic power, but how do we define grand? There are many unclear points in this regard."

"Suizuki Hotaru pointed out that the cheers and roars of the audience, the fiery air and flowers, are absolutely an indispensable and important part of it."

“For this reason, this event needs a host who can liven up the atmosphere.”

“And he loves to help.”

Kuroba Kaito was a little bit unbelievable, "He wanted to do this, and all the countries agreed? What about their own people?"

Kudo Yusaku smiled bitterly, "Of course there will be a selection for this key position. Many countries have sent their best hosts to compete. But Mizuki Hotaru is handsome, good at dancing, proficient in martial arts, and can speak the five official languages ​​of the United Nations. Taking all factors into consideration, he is indeed the most suitable person."

In the previous explanation, Yingsheng used English.

Before the game started, he also used Russian and Chinese when interacting with some spectators.

Kuroba Kaito was stunned. He didn't expect there was such a thing. "Is Suigetsu so powerful?"

"To say that we have taken all factors into consideration is an understatement."

Yukiko Kudo, who was standing next to him, looked at Hotaru from a distance with an admiring look in her eyes. "In fact, compared to those competitors, he is overwhelming in every aspect. But he also gets along well with them. No one dislikes him, and in the end, they all voted for him. He is really amazing."

"........."

Kuroba Kaito was speechless, and finally he and Sonoko on the other side sighed almost at the same time.

"As expected of Firefly."

"correct."

Sonoko looked back at her father who had just explained, "Who bailed out Suigetsu-kun?"

"What bail? He's not in jail," said Suzuki Shiro. "It's said that several people went to the mental hospital to look for him, but they couldn't wake him up. It was he who woke up the day before yesterday morning and applied to the hospital for a mental test.

He passed the test with 88 points. After the hospital notified the police, Officer Megure went over to talk to him for a few minutes, and he left the hospital on his own and came to Singapore.

Yuanzi raised an eyebrow, "In other words, he is a free man?"

Sonoko looked at Xiaolan.

Xiaolan whispered in his ear, "There are a lot of surveillance around Ying, so he hasn't come to see us. He called me the night before and last night and said that there's no big problem."

"……I…"

"Look!"

Yingsheng's voice suddenly became excited.

"Everyone! The winner has been decided!"

(End of this chapter)