King of Fighters, I became Mai Shiranui's lifelong enemy

Kyo Kusanagi looked at the man who was as steady as a mountain and as calm as an iron tower, and nodded with satisfaction.

At this time, it turns out that only people like Damen are the most reliable. Hurry up and go to the stage to send the two delicate female fighters on the opposite side off the ring and end today's battle.

If it weren't for the need to conserve his energy and maintain the best condition to prepare for a competition with Iori Yagami, he would have gone on stage to defeat his opponent long ago.

"Oh!"

"Boom!"

"Boom boom boom!"

The battle on the ring was extremely fierce, and Kyo Kusanagi was very pleased. This was how it should be, and this was a normal battle.

It doesn't matter if the opponent is a woman or a child, as long as they are on the field, they are enemies that need to be defeated! How can you be like Benimaru and laugh and play a fake match?

When he thought about match-fixing, he remembered that today's organizer was Wu Ji, who slandered his Kusanagi team for planning a match-fixing as soon as they met... A chilling feeling came over him, and Kusanagi Ken shook his head repeatedly in fear.

What is Wu Ji afraid of? He is about to defeat that man!

"Huh? Why isn't it over yet?"

He suddenly felt that something was wrong and turned his head to look carefully.

I saw that the upper body of Goro Daimon, who was over two meters tall and as majestic as a mountain, had been bruised and charred by the various moves of his opponent Mai Shiranui.

Not only that, Goro Daimon didn't make any counterattack and continued to defend blindly, enduring the full force of a fighter.

"Flower and Butterfly Fan!"

"Dragon Flame Dance!"

"Windmill collapse!"

"Flying Squirrel Dance!"

"Sure-kill Ninja Bee!"

"The big wheel windmill falls!"

Fans, flames, kicks, fists... Mai Shiranui's various moves bombarded Goro Daimon's body. The frequent attacks revealed the beautiful figure of the female ninja, her red clothes fluttering, and the red flames rolling, which was very exciting to watch.

But the problem is... Goro Daimon is like a big wooden stake, he just takes the beatings and doesn't fight back.

"Damen! What are you doing?! Why are you just standing there like an idiot and letting her hit you without moving an inch?"

"Have you also betrayed and surrendered to Wu Ji?"

Kyo Kusanagi's sad and unbelievable cry reached the ring and reached Goro Daimon's ears.

"Uh."

Goro Daimon was attacked by another fire ninjutsu from Mai Shiranui. Even though he had been accustomed to the feeling of high temperature burning after fighting with Kyo Kusanagi for many years, he still twitched in pain from the burning of Dragon Flame Dance.

At first, he thought of doing the same as Benimaru, pretending a little and then sending away the remaining two female fighters on the opposite side.

But he really didn't know how to act, so he planned to let the female ninja on the opposite side use a few moves, and when she was tired, he would use a speculative shot to throw her down.

Anyway, I have thick skin and flesh, so I don’t care about one or two killer moves.

But he really didn't expect that Mai Shiranui's strength was much stronger than he expected. After losing the initiative, he could no longer find a chance to fight back.

What was even more painful was that he finally understood the same feeling of being on edge that Hong Wan felt in the ring.

Although Wu Ji did not play, the mere glance he received made his hair stand on end and alarm bells rang in his heart, as if any move would bring about the terrible revenge of this big man.

How could this be a 1v1 fight in the ring? It was clearly a fight against Mai Shiranui while enduring Wu Ji's terrifying aura.

Only those who have actually come to power can feel the pressure he is under.

That's simply a foul, right?

Now I can't even move my hands and can only passively take the beating.

"..."

"Oh!"

Goro Daimon was knocked down by Mai Shiranui's "Super Killing Ninja Bee".

Lost.

Chapter 121 The Scenery After the Battle

"The gate...you!"

Kyo Kusanagi looked at the horrific condition on Goro Daimon's chest and arms, opened his mouth but found himself unable to speak.

This injury cannot be faked.

Even if Goro Daimon is stronger than Mai Shiranui, if he just takes the beating without fighting back, even Kyo Kusanagi will have to leave with regret.

But the question is...why?

Benimaru leaned over and asked the question that was on Kusanagi Kyo's mind: "Hey, hey, hey, you don't have to take acting so seriously, right?"

"Sigh~"

Damen opened his mouth and said, "That Wu Ji, his aura suppressed me."

"I can't fight back."

Hearing this, Kusanagi Kyo was immediately shocked. Was Wu Ji really that powerful? From such a distance, he could suppress Daimon Goro with just his aura?

He immediately became furious: "Then he's committing a foul! He's not a competitor, so why would he cheat like that to help the other players in the ring?"

"Where's the referee! Go report him to the referee!"

"Forget it, Jing, forget it!"

Hongwan hurriedly grabbed him.

"On the surface, they say this was a report from the Rugal Consortium on KOF, but in reality, we can all see that this was Wu Ji's doing. He acted as a sponsor and did the organizer's job."

"The referees and hosts are all his people. How can we fight him?"

"And it's just using aura to assist. No one would believe such a vague idea even if you told them. The most important thing is that we don't have enough strength."

Hong Wan spoke in plain words.

As long as it is a competition, there will be such secret operations as the organizer Wu Ji.

As a capital party, Hongwan has seen a lot over the years.

"..."

Kyo Kusanagi was silent, he knew that Benimaru was right.

After all, Goro Daimon's strength is not as good as Wu Ji's, which is why he is suppressed by his aura.

KOF is a competition to select the King of Fighters. Lack of strength is the original sin and nothing you say will be of any use.

"I understand." Kusanagi Kyo turned the cyan blazing sun wristband on his hand, his eyes cold: "Since that's the case, then I will use my strength to show him what a truly strong person is."

Kyo Kusanagi leaped onto the ring, and his legs landed on the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.

He turned his glare on Mai Shiranui: "Next...are you ready to accept Kusanagi's flames?"

Just at this moment, the referee's voice rang out.

"Okay, Mai Shiranui from the Women's Fighter Team has chosen to surrender because she was too exhausted in the last battle and is unable to fight again."

"Then the final match between the Women's Fighter Team and the Kusanagi Team will be between June and Kyo Kusanagi!"

"Let's wait and see who will qualify from Group B."

Kusanagi Kyo's rage was instantly interrupted, "Hey! Are you kidding me? You've been beating people up the whole time and you can say you're exhausted!"

"Don't go too far!"

He pointed at his opponent and the referee, but no one paid any attention to him.

Instead, Wu Ji in the audience gave him a strange expression: "You're such a weird person. Do others need your permission to surrender?"

"The big guy over there is so tough and thick-skinned. Our Xiao Wu is tired of beating him, isn't that okay?"

Wu Ji casually hugged Mai Shiranui's plump and smooth body.

He really didn't lie, the fight with Mai Shiranui in his hand was quite tiring.

She lifted her sweat-soaked bangs with one hand, and slightly opened her red lips to exhale hot breath.

Perhaps it was because she relaxed after coming off the stage that her pores opened up and her clothes were soaked with sweat.

Her chest rose and fell with her breathing, her plump curves faintly visible beneath the soaked ninja uniform, the fabric clinging to her skin, outlining a figure that made blood boil. Glistening beads of sweat slowly slid down her snow-white neck, disappearing into the shadow of the deep V-neckline.

Her arms, waist, abdomen, and even thighs were all moist and shiny, as if they were coated with honey under the light.

Shiny, white, and tempting.

"Actually... I can still fight..." Mai Shiranui looked at Wu Ji, who was so close to her. A few strands of hair even clung to her slightly parted lips, which she unconsciously licked away with the tip of her tongue. Droplets of water dripped from the ends of her hair and slid across her flushed cheeks, like the lingering afterglow of a battle.

"Ah, I know."

Wu Ji nodded and watched Qiong, who was ready for battle, go on stage to accept the final battle.

"But I think if you keep fighting, I'll be the one who suffers."

"Should I prepare a different style of clothes for you next time?"

Mai Shiranui looked down, her face turned red, and she stopped talking.

The crimson ninja uniform was stained dark by sweat, the fabric clinging to the waist in a translucent manner, faintly revealing the rise and fall of the waistline. The laces had untied at some point, making the already bold neckline even more dangerous.

This is the "harmonious version" combat suit that has been modified by Wu Ji.

Fortunately, it's not like before...

She bit her red lips and raised a satisfied and lazy smile: "If someone else saw me like this...what would you do?"

Defeat is almost certain, and it seems that I can only wait until next year to take revenge on Wu Ji.

With one less thing on her mind, Mai Shiranui felt a lot more relaxed, and her tone was a little playful like a girl.

Wu Ji blinked and thought for a moment, "Hmm? Seeing it... then I guess the only option is to kill everyone who saw it. Killing everyone who saw it... might not be enough."

"Ah? Is it so serious? I thought it was okay before. This is the ninjutsu skill passed down from our Shiranui-ryu's ancestors~" The corners of Mai Shiranui's eyes were still slightly red after the battle, and her eyelashes drooped down wetly, crystal clear.

"What kind of crooked ninjas are you!"

"What's wrong with that?! That's how Shiranui Style works. We need to expose our skin to the air as much as possible to release the heat generated when using skills, otherwise we might burn ourselves."

"I think that old man Hanzo is dressed very warmly."

"That's because Grandpa is better at boxing and doesn't need ninjutsu! Besides, our Shiranui style has another effect of wearing less..."

Mai Shiranui's voice was sweet with a greasy fragrance, and her pair of lazy and charming phoenix eyes after exercise seemed to be able to speak, which directly aroused ripples in Wu Ji's heart.

"Oh? What's the function?"

"So, during a fight... it can distract the opponent."

"Tsk tsk tsk." Wu Ji smiled and shook his head: "Doesn't that mean this move has been sealed by me?"

"Yeah, you said it. I'm not allowed to use this move on anyone else until I defeat you."

Mai Shiranui said coquettishly: "Otherwise I might be very strong! Defeat all those stinky men and trample them under my feet."

What Wu Ji liked most was her appearance after the battle, when her whole body was soft and limp yet exuded an impressive charm. Even the sweat stuck to her face seemed to have a fragrance.

At this time, Mai Shiranui was rubbing against him in his arms, which aroused his anger.

The anger was the same. Mai Shiranui had been holding it in for a long time and really wanted to release it.

The temperature between the two quickly heated up.

"boom!"

At this moment, Qiong's body fell weakly in front of the two men.

His short golden hair was singed, and scars from Kusanagi's flames were visible all over his body.

"Ah, sorry to bother you." Qiong gave a wry smile: "Too strong, I really can't beat him."

At the same time, Kusanagi Kyo pointed at Wu Ji:

"Just wait, you're next."