Martial artists can never be ultimately insulted

"It's surprising to find such a small restaurant in the old city. It would be better if it were in the city center. It takes a lot of time to come all this way."

After saying this, Sanchao paused, and fell into a brief silence, a hint of surprise showing in his eyes.

Refocusing his gaze on Yuan Chen, and then sensing the subtle changes occurring within his body, Sanchao nodded thoughtfully and said:

"Oh, I feel it now. Is this the secret life therapy of the Lost Assassination Fist? I've never heard of it before..."

As he said this, Sanchao's eating speed noticeably slowed down, and it was clear that he was carefully sensing the process of these energies circulating in his body.

As for the three dynasties' reactions, Xingyue was not surprised.

Or perhaps, they themselves came from this state.

In contrast, although it was also her first time eating it, Katahara Shoka was clearly enjoying the food more and did not notice the nourishment of life energy.

Since she herself was not a martial artist, Yuan Chen deliberately reduced the conversion rate of life energy in Katahara Shoka's food, focusing more on conditioning and enhancing flavor.

"Speaking of which, Ah-Chen is officially starting school tomorrow, right? If we're both in the Central School District, shall we go together?"

Wu Jialouluo asked curiously as he ate.

"No, I have plans with Baki."

Yuan Chen shook his head and said, "He happens to pass by here every morning when he does his morning exercise, so we'll set off together then."

"Eh... alright then."

Upon hearing that Yuan Chen already had an appointment, Wu Jialouluo did not insist, but nodded and recalled the information about Baki.

Mentioning Baki, Genchen seemed to recall something and said, "Speaking of which... what was the situation with that Aikido master who suddenly appeared during the Kengan competition today? Was he also from the Kengan Association?"

There was a hint of curiosity in Yuan Chen's voice.

Shibukawa made a bold entrance into Baki and holds a corresponding position in society. It was initially thought that he would be somewhat distant from organizations like Kengan, which are considered rather 'grassroots', but now it seems that they have been in contact for some time.

Upon hearing Yuan Chen's question, Wu Jialouluo remained silent, but instead turned to the Katahara siblings beside him and said, "These two may know more about the operation of the Kengan Association."

"In terms of business operations."

Upon hearing Yuan Chen's words, Katahara Sayaka, who was standing to the side, also showed a look of understanding, and then explained:

"Actually, Ah Chen is just curious about the choices made by those martial artists who have already achieved fame and success. For example, some people choose to fight in the Kengan Association, while others choose to fight in the basement of the Tokyo Dome."

"Ah."

Yuan Chen nodded and said, "What are the requirements for different underground fighting arenas? What about the selection of fighters?"

"You mean, can I register with Kengan and then compete in other fighting arenas? No problem."

Upon hearing Yuan Chen's question, Katahara Sayaka, who was standing to the side, calmly replied:

"The Baki you just mentioned must be the young king that Tokugawa shogun was in the basement of the Tokyo Dome, right? If you want to experience the basement of the dome, that's absolutely no problem. Neither I nor my father would mind."

After a pause, Katahara Sayaka added, "In fact, Father will definitely go to watch the battle in person... From the perspective of business and organizational development, it's rather strange to be so amicable with a competitor, right?"

As she continued, a playful look appeared on Katahara Sayaka's face:

"Perhaps it's a coincidence, or perhaps it's some strange power, but those who can make a name for themselves in the underground fighting world, such as the Kengan Association or the underground fighting arenas like the Tokyo Dome, are often owners who purely crave battle and conflict, rather than profit."

"That's how my father was, just like my father was."

Upon hearing Katahara Sayaka's words, Yuan Chen nodded thoughtfully.

Indeed, in the Kengan and Baki crossover manga, Katahara Metsudo and Tokugawa Mitsunari share a highly similar aesthetic when it comes to fighting—it has nothing to do with interests or anything like that; he simply loves to kill.

"I understand." Yuan Chen expressed his understanding and did not ask for further explanation.

Seeing that Yuan Chen was neither puzzled nor continued to ask questions, Katahara Sayaka's gaze became more curious.

Katsura Kasako has answered similar questions for many people, but few can understand them immediately... or rather, no one can understand them immediately.

Even those so-called veteran fighters.

Yuan Chen... seemed to understand this matter very quickly?

At least, judging from the changes in Yuan Chen's eyes and expression, Katahara Sayaka did not believe that Yuan Chen was faking it.

Although surprised, Katahara Sayaka did not ask any questions, but only looked at Yuan Chen with a hint of curiosity.

While eating and chatting, Yuan Chen looked at Wu Fengshui and said, "Fengshui, can I take a look at your liberation?"

"No problem~"

Wu Fengshui gestured with an OK sign to indicate that it was no big deal.

Knowing that Yuan Chen might treat Han Zhuli's eyes by observing his own, Wu Fengshui had made preparations well in advance.

Although the Wu clan forbids 'liberation' in front of ordinary people, there were practically no ordinary people present...

In fact, even now, Chun-Li is still wondering why Yuan Chen is always surrounded by such strange and inexplicable people...

What kind of family has been an assassin for a thousand years? The eldest son and daughter of the president of the Kengan Association, whose members occupy half of the Japanese business world; the orphan of a former South Korean prosecutor and a Taekwondo champion; the king of the Tokyo Dome underground fighting arena...?

A group of people who seem to have nothing in common are now huddled together in this inconspicuous little shop...

While Chunli was still thinking, Yuan Chen guided the life energy in Wu Fengshui's body to flow, sense, and resonate, while simultaneously feeling the redundant structures of the human body inside the eyes.

The process wasn't too long, after all, the eyes are only so big. After scanning back and forth three times to determine the general shape of the redundant structure of the eyes, Yuan Chen put down his hand and said, "Okay, thank you."

"...Huh, is that all?" Upon hearing this, Wu Fengshui said with some surprise, "I thought it would be very long and complicated."

"People's physical constitutions cannot be generalized, and the same goes for redundant structures in the human body."

Yuan Chen said, "For now, grasping some characteristics is enough. As for what comes after, we can take our time... If you have time, could you please come a few more times?"

Yuan Chen looked at Wu Fengshui.

"Of course, no problem!"

Before Wu Fengshui could speak, Wu Lei'an, standing to the side, said nonchalantly, "This horny little girl has been nagging about you a lot these past few days because she couldn't find you..."

"Brother!!" Upon hearing this, Wu Fengshui's face showed despair:

"I was just craving it a little, why did it sound like I was in love with someone?!"

"What's the difference? The family itself also hopes to have the bloodline of a strong person." Wu Lei'an seemed completely unconcerned, simply nodding to Yuan Chen and saying:

"Yes, are there any empty rooms here? If so, just arrange for her to stay here. Anyway, the old man definitely won't have any objections."

Hearing Wu Lei'an's carefree words, Chunli, who was standing to the side, also looked somewhat helpless.

Among those present, Detective Chun-Li's thinking was probably the closest to that of a normal person.

Thinking about it, Chunli said helplessly, "Aren't you worried that the feng shui here might encounter some danger?"

"What danger could there be?" Wu Lei'an said dismissively.

"And even if something unexpected happens... hey, the liberation rate is only 28%, it's not much of a loss~"

"!" Wu Fengshui's expression turned displeased, his teeth practically clenched in anger.

"Staying here... in an empty room... Oh right, is this even possible?!"

What was said in jest was taken seriously by the listener.

Upon hearing Wu Lei'an's words, Wu Jialouluo immediately became interested: "Achen, what do you think of me? Do I need to pay rent? I've saved up a lot of pocket money!"

As he spoke, Wu Jialouluo excitedly pulled out a bank card.

"...There's absolutely no need for that."

Yuan Chen pushed the bank card back, but then thought for a moment and said, "However... staying here in Feng Shui will indeed make many things more convenient."

Just because we've experienced these issues now doesn't mean that new problems won't arise when we continue research and treatment. Based on this, living near a feng shui-friendly location can indeed save a lot of trouble.

"Then it's settled... Garuda will come too, right?" Wu Lei'an said with a sly grin, "I can't wait to see Grandpa's reaction when he hears this news, hahaha!!"

But just as Wu Lei'an was still smiling, he suddenly realized something, and Wu Lei'an, Sanchao, Chunli and the others quickly looked towards the gate.

A figure dressed in a black robe, wearing an iron mask, and holding a steel fork slowly walked in.

“…Baroque?” Yuan Chen raised an eyebrow in surprise.

Volume 1: Chapter 114 - Martial God Style, Shiranui Style

Upon hearing Yuan Chen's name, the woman who had initially been curious about the visitor's identity...

Less than a month has passed since the events in Hong Kong. Although many ordinary people have forgotten about it and only thought that the inspections had become more frequent due to an accident at a cultural relics exhibition, for the people in the inner world, after this period of fermentation, a lot of information about Hong Kong has been revealed.

Especially since Yuan Chen and Chun Li, the parties involved, were right there, just chatting casually, what had happened to the Wu clan?

And now...

As one of the sources of chaos in Hong Kong, he was arrested by Interpol and taken away by the December branch of the Hong Kong Police Force. Logically, he should have been carefully hiding, but instead, he appeared here openly...

"Baroque!"

Upon seeing the approaching figure, Chunli did not doubt Yuan Chen's words. Instead, she immediately stood up, her body surging with energy, clearly ready for battle.

Han Zhuli stared wide-eyed at Baroque. If it were before, she would have immediately attacked.

However, now that she had a general understanding of Yuan Chen's personality, Han Zhuli subconsciously looked at Yuan Chen behind her. After realizing that Yuan Chen seemed to have something to deal with, she forcibly suppressed her thoughts and remained silent.

Although a voice inside her told her that now was her chance for revenge, recalling the time she had spent with Yuan Chen and Chun Li's nagging... she had already lost once, and Han Zhuli didn't want to lose it again.

Wait until everyone else leaves, then ask them yourself...

Thinking to herself, Han Zhuli pursed her lips and fell silent.

Sensing Han Zhuli's condition, Yuan Chen relaxed slightly and turned his attention back to Baroque.

Upon hearing Chunli's words, Baroque's face remained cold. He glanced at Chunli indifferently at her question before turning his gaze back to Yuan Chen and saying:

"I said we would meet again."

"Hmm." Upon hearing this, Yuan Chen nodded, then said, "Shall I sit down?"

Upon hearing this, Baroque remained silent for a moment, then shook his head and said:

"...If it were just you, I might sit for a while. But now? Forget it."

He glanced at Katahara Retsudo, Michiko, Chunli who had stood up, and Wu Zhizu, who was sitting to the side.

Although he didn't know the Wu clan, nor did he know who Katahara Retsudo and Misaki were... or rather, he wasn't interested in finding out, Baroque could still sense a threatening aura from them.

If it's a one-on-one fight, or one against two or three, then Baroque fears no one present except Yuan Chen.

Even if it were Yuan Chen, if Baroque were determined to leave, Baroque would be confident enough to shake him off—in this urban area surrounded by tall buildings, Baroque's flexibility could be maximized.

Unfortunately, the shop is too small and has too many employees; if a conflict were to break out, even Baroque would find it difficult to handle.

Thinking it over, Baroque simply glanced at Yuan Chen, then sat down in the seat closest to the entrance and said slowly:

“You asked me about ninja techniques before, and I told you I would come to you. Now I’m fulfilling my promise as payment for healing my face.”

Baroque's voice was calm, and he then removed the iron mask covering his face.

Although the current situation was somewhat unusual, it did not prevent Baroque from showing a look of rapture when he saw his reflection in the mirror.

Upon hearing Baroque's words, Yuan Chen nodded, then stood up and went to Baroque, placing the extra meal on the table and saying, "Have something to eat first?"

Baroque glanced at Yuan Chen with suspicion.

Yuan Chen's face was full of composure: "I would never use poisoning in food to achieve my goal."

"...Heh, who knows?" Upon hearing Yuan Chen's words, Baroque sneered, but still picked up the fork next to him and put a piece of beef into his mouth.

Baroque had only intended to take a simple sip, but after a brief silence while chewing, he raised an eyebrow and said, "It tastes good... Do you have any red wine?"

"Here you go!" Lei An sneered and tossed over the expensive red wine he had brought.

The wine has been properly aerated, and thousands of volatile compounds have combined to create its captivating aroma.

Having come from a prestigious family to some extent, Baroque's face showed a satisfied expression after just a slight sniff. He then looked at Yuan Chen beside him and said:

"There are many schools of ninjas, and as times have changed, corresponding branches have emerged all over the world."

In the past, I might have recommended you go to a Spanish ninja school, where ninjutsu combines Leonesa wrestling and Navaja katana fighting techniques, which would be a good fit for you.

"Unfortunately, I have now been expelled from the Ninja Academy, just like that unlucky guy Sagat."

“I don’t feel sorry.” Upon hearing Baroque’s words, Yuan Chen shook his head and said, “Since you’ve joined an organization like Shadow Luo, you should be prepared to be misunderstood by the mainstream world.”

Do you think I'm confiding in you?

Upon hearing this, Baroque sneered and said, "I'm just lamenting that those incompetent mediocre people have no idea how perfect I am that they've missed!"