Martial artists can never be ultimately insulted

I started it all. I was the one who went to fight Yuan Chen first... and I just got away with it like a nobody...

In the center of the field, watching Yuan Chen circling the field as if to say that he had already won, Katahara Sayaka was also full of excitement.

"What happened! What happened?!" Katahara Sayaka's voice exploded through the loudspeakers: "The legendary Hell's Heaven—Marve-ous Seki! He was actually knocked down head-on by Yuan Chen with a bomb slam! Is this really all the wrestler from the Demon Realm is capable of? Is the glory of professional wrestling about to end at this moment?!"

Guan Xingxian was in a state of confusion, unable to utter a sound. Even the usually smiling face of Kaneda Suekichi showed a hint of urgency and seriousness, clearly indicating that all his attention was focused on the atmosphere before him.

But just as Yuan Chen was still making his rounds, as Katahara Sayaka finished speaking, Guan Linjun, who was lying on the ground, moved.

It wasn't a carp leaping up, nor a roll to his feet; his arms slowly and heavily supported his body on the ring.

Even though Yuan Chen had dissipated most of the impact and redirected it to the ground, and even though he had used his recovery techniques to neutralize the remaining impact as much as possible, the residual force still caused his muscles to be visibly riddled with wounds after the bomb slam. It was as if his bones had become loose and unwilling, emitting a teeth-grinding creaking sound.

Even so, as a wrestler, Kwan Lam-chun still managed to hold on.

Kneeling on the ground, the muscles in his thighs trembled violently as he slowly lifted his upper body off the ground.

The black and white paint on his face had been mostly washed away by sweat, blood, and dust, but it only made him look more ferocious in the face of the violence he was going through.

"Roar!" A low growl rolled out from his throat.

At first, Yuan Chen didn't seem to notice that Guan Linchun had woken up, and continued to circle the arena until people started roaring, seemingly cheering and encouraging Guan Linchun. Only then did Yuan Chen belatedly realize what was happening and look behind him.

At this moment, Guan Linchun had already stood up and rushed straight in front of Yuan Chen at an astonishing speed!

next moment--

"Locked! Marvelous has locked Yuan Chen's head!"

Katahara Sayaka's voice burst from the microphone, cracking with excitement.

Guan Linchun rushed to Yuan Chen like a thunderbolt, his right arm tightly gripping the back of Yuan Chen's neck, tucking Yuan Chen's head under his armpit, and as he charged forward, he also leaped, putting all the impact and weight onto Yuan Chen's body, and with all his might, smashing Yuan Chen's head onto the ground.

"DDT!!!!"

Katahara Sayaka let out a roar that sounded like she had reached a fever pitch—one of the most classic and visually impactful wrestling moves in professional wrestling!

Lock your opponent's head under your armpits, then drop backward along with your own body weight, so that your opponent's head bears the combined weight of both of you when it hits the ground!

That terrifying impact is enough to make anyone's mind race, and it's also known among wrestlers as a deep death experience!

Yuan Chen's head slammed into the ring, the sound so crisp it made the spectators gasp. Guan Linchun, who was watching from the sidelines, was surprised.

If it were someone else, they might not have felt it, but Guan Linchun could clearly feel that Yuan Chen had completed his recovery almost the instant he touched the ground, and in doing so, he evenly distributed the impact throughout his body in his 'performance,' creating a huge crack in the process.

"Success! Hell Heaven has succeeded! That arrogant Great Wasting Yuan Chen has fallen!"

Katahara Sayaka almost screamed these words.

The professional wrestling enthusiasts were already hugging each other, crying and shouting.

But right after that, Yuan Chen opened his eyes.

Using his elbows to brace himself against the ground, Yuan Chen exerted force with his waist and, with a burst of muscle in his legs, forcefully flung Guan Linchun off behind him.

Guan Linchun did not resist. Instead, he rolled over repeatedly with Yuan Chen's force to dissipate the force. Then, he stood up on his knees and looked at Yuan Chen, who had already stood up. There was no anger in his eyes, only excitement, only the joy of meeting a worthy opponent and a talented general.

Feeling Guan Linchun's gaze, Yuan Chen raised his chin and said, "...Its resistance to impact is not bad."

Upon hearing this, Guan Linchun's mouth snarled, revealing his teeth stained with blood.

Although he looked rough and crazy, Guan Linchun understood Yuan Chen's meaning almost instantly—the performance was coming to an end.

Yes, the performance should indeed end.

Guan Linchun knew very well that Yuan Chen was cooperating with his performance and responding to his wrestler's spirit.

But in any case, this is a competition, and it will eventually come to an end.

So Guan Linchun raised his head and replied, word by word, "Stronger than you!"

Yuan Chen sneered at this.

Although it was a cold laugh, there was no contempt in the voice; it was the hunter's satisfaction at finally getting his prey to bare its fangs.

"Then let's give it a try."

As they spoke, Yuan Chen walked unguardedly toward Guan Linchun.

Guan Linchun didn't answer. Although he didn't know what Yuan Chen was going to do, he knew he had already lost. What followed was simply a contest of will and perseverance.

If that's the case... recalling those hellish training sessions, recalling those ascetic practices where even when you were full, you had to keep eating, recalling those days when you trained until you vomited but still couldn't stop...

With a smile on his face, Guan Linchun stood still, while Yuan Chen raised his left hand, gripped the back of Guan Linchun's neck, and slowly but powerfully raised his right fist.

Seeing this, Guan Linchun realized Yuan Chen's purpose, raised his head, grabbed Yuan Chen's neck with his left hand, and raised his right fist.

For a moment, even the air seemed to freeze. Staring at the two men who stood like statues, the people present seemed to realize something, or perhaps they were incredulous. Because, in any case, ending the battle in this way seemed a bit too playful, too direct, too… brutal.

They held each other's necks tightly, securing them in front of them. After a brief moment of eye contact, Yuan Chen reached out, took a button, and tossed it high into the air.

In that instant, everyone could clearly sense the sudden change in the aura of the two people present, like two ferocious beasts poised to pounce. A single sound was enough to shatter their stalemate of rationality, and they would unleash their fury without hesitation.

With the sound of metal hitting the concrete floor, the two men threw punches at each other's faces without hesitation.

Without dodging or even reducing their force, the two giants, standing upright in the midst of the chaos, then unleashed a full-force attack on each other's faces!

One punch, two punches, three punches… every punch landed with a thud, bone colliding! It was like two fists forming a storm crashing against each other, thick blood splattering from their disfigured faces, landing on each other's shoulders and chests. The stark and pure brutality made the onlookers hold their breath, even Katahara Sheikah forgot to scream.

She could sense that this was neither wrestling nor fighting; it was simply two male beasts measuring each other's will in the most primal way.

In just a few breaths, Guan Linchun's cheekbones had almost completely collapsed, and beneath his skin, shattered bone fragments shifted with each punch. Yet their right hands remained firmly gripping the back of each other's necks, their breaths mingling, each punch landing with flesh, neither dodging.

But in less than a minute, Guan Linchun's knees began to buckle.

It wasn't a matter of weak will, but rather that the body, under the continuous heavy blows, finally began to disobey the brain's commands.

Nerves were tense, brain was concussed, and even the cervical spine was severely damaged by Yuan Chen's powerful punches.

Instinctively, Guan Linchun gritted his teeth and channeled the last of his strength into his right arm. Finally, Yuan Chen's face was slapped to one side, and blood drew a thin red line in the air.

But then, Yuan Chen suddenly turned his head, raised his right arm, his muscles bulging, and from his arm to his back, the muscles throughout his body seemed to connect into one in that instant. His clenched fist also began to pressurize and distort the surrounding air invisibly.

In a daze, everything in this world within the murky underground garage became exceptionally dim, leaving only Yuan Chen's fist flashing an invisible radiance in the dark underground garage.

The next moment, Yuan Chen's fist transformed into a meteor, accompanied by golden flames, and became a beam of light, piercing through Guan Linchun's face amidst the swirling smoke!

Guan Linchun's 141-kilogram body was thrown out of his grasp, his feet leaving the ground uncontrollably. He crashed to the ground in a parabolic arc, accompanied by a dull thud, and billowing dust spread in all directions.

A brief silence followed, and Yuan Chen turned his gaze to Katahara Sayaka beside him. Sensing Yuan Chen's gaze, Katahara Sayaka then remembered that this was a Kengan competition, not some professional wrestling, and that she was the referee for the entire event.

Realizing her dereliction of duty, Katahara Sayaka was immediately startled, and then roared, "The victor! The one from Sakura-sou Charcoal Grilled Meat! Great Consumer Yuan Chen!!"

"Hey! Yuan Chen! Yuan Chen!!!"

"Yuan Chen pinned Guan Lin Chun to the ground, utterly humiliating him!!!"

"Hell on Earth! They actually lost?!?"

"Could it be that an exorcist surpassing even the god of wrestling has descended?!"

"This kind of fight, this kind of fight should be in the ring of Super Nippon Professional Wrestling!!!"

"Having been defeated by an unparalleled powerhouse like Yuan Chen, even the hellish realm can now rest in peace in the demon realm..."

Hearing people cheering, roaring, celebrating, and discussing in a way that far surpassed the Kengan competition... Chun-Li still couldn't quite understand it, but she breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Yuan Chen's back standing in the arena with a complex expression that was hard to describe.

Han Zhuli, on the other hand, didn't waste any more words. Looking at Yamashita Kazuo and Kaneda Suekichi, who were excitedly discussing, she was filled with incomprehension.

Yuan Chen, however, did not waste any more words. After confirming his victory, he walked towards Guan Linchun, whose face had been blasted into a crater.

Battle is indeed the best way to communicate and cultivate.

I had been constantly practicing, trying, and honing my skills, but I still couldn't make any progress. But today, with the dedication of my mind, I have finally taken another big step closer to 'star-making'.

However, before reminiscing about the action scenes... it's definitely more important to save people first.

With golden flames igniting in his hands, Yuan Chen quickly revitalized and repaired the wounds while they were still fresh and the cells were not yet inactive.

The skin and flesh were okay, but the denser brain and hard facial bones could not be repaired in a short time. By the time the condition stabilized, more than ten minutes had passed.

Just as Yuan Chen stood up, Lu Yexuan, the president of Guan Linchun's company, walked over and looked at Yuan Chen with a look full of emotion, saying:

"President Nogi has already shown me your energy conversion ability, and thank you for allowing Kanrin to truly carry out his beliefs on the Kengan arena."

Volume 1: Chapter 148 - Kengan's Deadly Tournament

[The previous text contained a typo for Kaneda Yoshizue; it should actually be Kaneda Suekichi. This has been corrected.]

Looking at Yuan Chen in front of him, Lu Yexuan's eyes showed no sign of frustration or anger after his defeat.

As a former fighter of the Kengan Association and a reputation generator in the professional wrestling world, Gen Kano is well aware of the kind of happiness a professional wrestler would experience by unexpectedly encountering a worthy opponent on such a stage.

Sensing the gratitude in Kano Gen's eyes, Yuan Chen simply shook his head and said, "I just did what I was supposed to do."

As he said this, Yuan Chen looked at Guan Linchun and said, "Emergency treatment has been carried out, and the bones have been basically pieced together. Do not engage in high-intensity activities for the next three days, and eat more nutritious food. You should be able to recover completely in about two weeks."

Upon hearing Yuan Chen's words, Lu Yexuan also showed surprise.

Although she had learned some information about the Flame of Life in advance through her conversation with Hideki Nogi, she had to admit that hearing about Jun Sekibayashi's severe injuries, including the complete collapse of his facial bones, severe nerve compression, and a severe concussion, was still quite shocking.

Such injuries, which would normally require immediate admission to the ICU for emergency treatment, were treated by Yuan Chen in just two weeks.

Noticing Kano Gen's astonishment, Yuan Chen thought for a moment and then said, "It mainly depends on the timeliness of the treatment. If we wait until the wound loses its activity, then even I can only play a certain role in the auxiliary treatment."

Actually, that's not all. When Yuan Chen finally tried to use the Star Strike, he already knew that Guan Linchun would be seriously injured after the battle. So he sent a ball of golden flame along with the bombardment into Guan Linchun's brain in advance to ensure that he could maintain his activity for a long time.

However, Yuan Chen rarely explains matters involving life energy in detail.

Thinking this, Yuan Chen then looked at Lu Yexuan with some curiosity and said, "Speaking of which, uncle, you're the president of the Steel Generation Group, right? Aren't you angry about losing a competition like this?"

"Haha, battles always involve winning and losing."

Upon hearing this, Kano Gen's face remained calm, showing no displeasure whatsoever: "On the contrary, for Guan Lin, encountering a worthy opponent like you is a lifelong benefit. Moreover..."

After a pause, Kano Gen turned to Nogi Hideki beside him and said, "Moreover, this competition is not simply for the sake of so-called commercial competition."

Sensing Gen Kano's gaze, Hideki Nogi remained silent, his expression grave.

No wonder Nogi Hideki had that expression, because the competition in this match was not about the business contract on the surface, but about obtaining the voting rights held by the Steel Generation Group to launch the Kengan Association's internal Kengan Elimination Tournament.

In this regard, the reason why Nogi Hideki sent out Tokita Ohma was to further determine whether Tokita Ohma had the ability to become his pawn, adding a double insurance to the game and preventing Izumi from having no one to fight after an unexpected incident.

But now... Tokita Ohma has lost, and one of the two insurances has been lost. Although Yuan Chen said that Tokita Ohma's memory has problems and his strength will increase exponentially after it is restored, is it worth gambling?

Just as Nogi Hideki was weighing the pros and cons, a deep, resonant laugh rang out from the audience.

"Hehehe—"

The crowd parted to both sides almost subconsciously.

It wasn't an order, nor was it a shoving; it was the laughter itself that carried a certain oppressive feeling that made people instinctively give way.

Then, a group of tall, burly men in black suits led the way. Although the person who had laughed had not yet appeared, many people squinted their eyes just by seeing those burly men in black suits.

No one in the Kengan Association would be unfamiliar with this group of warriors in black suits—the Guardians.

Belonging to the private force of Kengan-kai's chairman, Katahara Metsudo, this is a terrifying martial arts group that gathers countless masters and strikes fear into the hearts of many. It is no exaggeration to say that even the Japanese police department and the riot police would have to give this group of martial artists some respect.

Violence is always the most reliable cornerstone of law, rules, and stability.

From among the assailants, a tall, expressionless man with slicked-back hair, wearing a trench coat, slowly emerged—Ganaga, the Fang of Destruction.

But Kano Aya is not the main character. The main character is actually Katahara Metsudo, the Kengan-kai chairman who appears particularly short and old amidst a group of powerful guardians.

His pace was not fast, but each step was taken at a certain unhurried rhythm, as if he had known all along that he would come here and say these words today.

"Chairman Katahara?!" Guan Xing exclaimed in surprise.

Upon hearing the exclamations of the crowd, Yamashita Kazuo's face showed unbelievable horror, his mind filled with pure shock.

Katahara Metsudo—this is a name that no Japanese person would be unfamiliar with. The reason is simple: it represents the president and chairman of the Dai Nippon Bank, the undisputed uncrowned king of the Japanese financial world, Katahara Metsudo!

"Chairman?!"

"Did you come here specifically to watch the game?"

People asked each other, somewhat surprised.

This only made Yamashita Kazuo more terrified.

From the very beginning, people referred to Katahara Metsudo as 'Chairman' instead of 'President' or 'CEO'...

Although I know that there are countless business groups within the Kengan Association, but...

Does this even include a behemoth like the Dai Nippon Bank, which accounts for nearly a third of Japan's entire business?!