Martial artists can never be ultimately insulted.

However, just as Yuan Chen was washing the dishes with a nonchalant expression, the door next to him was suddenly pushed open, and a burly figure wearing a hoodie walked in from outside.

At first, Yuan Chen didn't pay attention, but just as he was about to say "not open for business yet", he noticed something and paused for a moment. Then, an expression of interest appeared on his face.

"Not bad fighting spirit. You must be Rito?"

Upon hearing Yuan Chen's words, the burly figure wearing a hoodie that obscured his face paused slightly, then took off his hood and looked at Yuan Chen with a smile.

"Not bad! You recognized me right away? What, did you investigate me beforehand?" Rito looked at Yuan Chen with a confident smile.

Although he really wanted to project an aura of dominance, it was a bit of a pity, perhaps because he was a head shorter? Or perhaps because Yuan Chen was too tall? Li Ren felt that the guy named Yuan Chen in front of him was not affected at all.

"An investigation? There's no need." Hearing Rito's words, Yuan Chen shook his head and simply pointed at Rito's finger, saying:

"I can feel the strength in your hands far beyond that of ordinary people... No wonder you are called Razor's Edge. This kind of innate strength is indeed difficult to surpass through training."

Looking at Li Ren's palm, Yuan Chen was also amazed.

Through the perception of life energy, Yuan Chen could more or less sense the unusually active part in Li Ren's palm.

His joints, flesh, and meridians were all unusually large. Although outwardly it only appeared that his bones were large and his flesh was abundant, more importantly, his meridians were several times larger than those of an ordinary person.

This enhancement of the meridians allows the hands of a person to carry more blood and energy, and naturally, to unleash greater power.

Upon hearing Yuan Chen's words, Li Ren smiled, then looked at Yuan Chen with a mocking expression and said:

"You still say you haven't investigated? You know me very well, don't you? But it doesn't matter, investigate all you want, I'm not an incompetent fool like Ivan Kalayev!"

"It's not an investigation," Yuan Chen said, shaking his head.

"I've only heard about your abilities by chance... In fact, I'd rather wait until the start of the competition than meet you now, so at least I won't get bored."

"Ha, bored? I think you're scared."

Upon hearing this, Rito sneered disdainfully, "Don't think that just because you defeated guys like Ivan Kalayev and Komada, you can be compared to me. If I remember correctly, this should be your second Kengan match, right?"

"Remember this." Rito brought his face close to Yuan Chen's and said, "Your debut match is over, and the next match after your debut match, which is the second Kengan match, will be your retirement match!"

"Who knows, if things don't go smoothly, we might even have to figure out how to hold your funeral at the same time!!"

Seeing the undisguised malice in Rito's eyes, Yuan Chen hesitated for a moment before asking, "How old are you?"

Although she didn't know why Yuan Chen asked this, after hesitating for a moment, Li Ren still said, "Twenty-six years old... What's wrong?"

In response, Yuan Chen rubbed his temples and then said helplessly:

"Twenty-six years old...you're not young anymore, why are you still saying such harsh things to thugs?"

Upon hearing Yuan Chen's words, Li Ren's expression darkened, and for a moment he didn't know how to respond.

Yuan Chen didn't stop there. Instead, he sighed and said while washing the dishes:

"Why don't you go back to preparing for the competition?... Or find something to do on your own? Because just the thought that I would be afraid because of this, or that I would become as impulsive as you and turn around and threaten you, makes me feel like my dignity is being constantly lowered..."

"You bastard..." Hearing Yuan Chen's words, which were filled with helplessness and disgust, Li Ren subconsciously clenched his fists, about to lash out, when he seemed to remember something and sneered:

"I see... You were trying to force me to fight, and then use the rules of Kengan to disqualify me from the competition and win without a fight, right? What a clever plan! You cunning brat!"

"You're overthinking it." Yuan Chen shook his head, too lazy to explain.

"Then keep being stubborn." Li Ren glanced at Yuan Chen, sneered, and then simply turned and left.

"Your funeral is in three days... Enjoy your last moments."

"Okay, okay, I got it. Go ahead and get busy."

Yuan Chen's voice was full of boredom.

This made Rito even angrier, but remembering the rules of the Kengan Association, he eventually held back and left the restaurant in a huff.

"Hmm...did someone just come?"

Coming downstairs, Han Zhuli glanced at the half-open shop door, a hint of curiosity in her eyes.

"A talentless brat wasting his potential." Yuan Chen shrugged, completely unconcerned.

Volume 1: Chapter 103 - Yoshitake Keiro's Conjecture

The interior of a privately-owned boxing gym that was temporarily rented out by the Kengan Association.

Because the commercial contract being contested this time is of higher value than the previous lease agreement, the arena's level has been upgraded accordingly; it's no longer just an underground parking lot like before.

The spectator stands were stacked in a ring, enclosing the circular arena like a deep well.

The light shone on the bottom of the well, and the air was filled with the scent of money. Members in suits chatted in twos and threes, some smoking cigars, others holding champagne, and they discussed the odds of the match with great interest.

"The odds are 1.3 for the Liren team and 3.7 for the Yuanchen team. Judging from the odds, Yiwu seems to have more confidence," a man with slicked-back hair said with interest.

"Nonsense, he's not called Razor's Edge for nothing. Have you seen the video of Rito's last match against 'Punch Killer' Fujiwara?" a man of similar age said.

"If you ask me, Rito is like he has a cheat code in this kind of unarmed combat where no weapons can be used. He is a natural razor. He can bleed his opponent to death with just two punches."

“That was one-on-one. Last time, Yuan Chen was one against two.” The man retorted somewhat unhappily, “You know about Niou Komada’s Niou Throw, right? And what happened? He still lost miserably to that guy from Russia.”

"That's different. What level of fighters are Komada and Ivan? There are at least a dozen people in the Kengan Association who can beat them."

"If you flatter me, Yuan Chen will definitely respond immediately!"

"Instantaneous hair? Li Ren will definitely outmaneuver Yuan Chen!"

"Is the dog barking again?"

"Don't be a coward, dog."

……

Listening to the murmurs around him, Wu Jialouluo nodded in satisfaction:

"Just as I suspected, with Ah Chen's abilities, he will shine like a star wherever he goes, attracting everyone's attention!!"

"That's true." Hearing Garuda's words, Wu Fengshui, who had come to watch the competition, nodded in agreement, then looked behind him and said:

"Brother, this is it. Don't wander off. If you hurt someone, Grandpa will have to apologize to you."

"Huh? Are you trying to control me, Wu Fengshui?! Don't think I'll indulge you just because you're my sister!"

Upon hearing Wu Fengshui's words, Wu Lei'an's face showed a hint of annoyance, but after glancing at the crowd below, a trace of dissatisfaction quickly appeared in his eyes.

"And speaking of which, is Yuan Chen an idiot? He's actually participating in this childish game... If he wants to fight, he should come find me. My fists are itching to smash him to pieces!"

"Can you really do it?" Hearing this, Wu Fengshui couldn't help but ask skeptically, "If it weren't for Brother Yuan Chen's emergency treatment last time, you would have been beaten to death by now..."

"You...you," Wu Lei'an's expression changed upon hearing his brat's words, and after a long while, he coldly snorted and said:

"Tch, after all, the liberation rate is only 28%, it's normal that you can't tell."

Upon hearing this, Wu Fengshui's face fell, and he began to mutter to himself with a resentful expression.

Upon hearing the exchange between Wu Lei'an and Wu Fengshui, Garuda's face also showed a hint of regret:

"Ugh... I should have known better than to chat with Grandpa when I got back that day. Otherwise, I could have caught up with Ah Chen and Lei An's duel, had dinner with Ah Chen, and maybe even lived together..."

Before Garuda could finish speaking, a sound of tearing energy came from the air beside him.

Sensing this aura, Wu Lei'an subconsciously turned around and looked back. After a moment, a smile appeared on his face, and he said:

"Hey, hey, old man, your 'thing' is about to leak out!"

Upon hearing Wu Lei'an's words, Wu Fengshui and Wu Jialouluo turned to look behind them and saw Wu Huiliyang, holding a cane, standing there dumbfounded with a face full of resentment and anger.

Upon seeing Wu Huiliyang, Garuda smiled happily and exclaimed, "Grandpa! You're here too!!"

“…Ah, Garuda…I’ve come too…”

Upon seeing Garuda's happy smile, Wu Huili's expression stiffened briefly before quickly returning to its peaceful state, followed by a kind smile.

"After all, I also really like... Yuan Chen... that little thing...!"

Hearing Wu Huili's intermittent expressions of affection squeezed out between her teeth, Wu Lei'an couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Everyone in the Wu clan knows that Wu Huiliyang is an idiot granddaughter, and they always spoil her excessively when it comes to Wu Garuda.

Garuda happens to be a person with an extremely unusual thought process, who almost never hides his preferences and is extremely stubborn.

In the past, Wu Jialouluo's naturalness, stubbornness, and trust in his family turned Wu Huiliyang, who was once known as a 'powerful demon,' into his granddaughter, a fool.

And now, because of the same instinct, naturalness, and stubbornness, Wu Jialouluo has completely shifted all his thoughts and attention to that guy named Yuan Chen, and has even begun to learn about marriage from his mother in the family and start wife cultivation...

Other members of the Wu clan might not dare to speak about this, but Wu Lei'an didn't care.

"Old man, if you keep holding it in like this, it's only a matter of time before you explode, isn't it? Hahahaha~"

"Shut up!!"

Wu Huili banged her cane hard, then fell into a brief silence. She sighed, rubbing her temples to calm herself, and said with considerable displeasure:

“A girl will eventually get married when she grows up. More important than that is the character of Yuan Chen… I’ve already said that ordinary fighters can’t satisfy Yuan Chen, but he still arranged such a competition.”

As she spoke, Wu Huiliyang exhaled a breath of stale air, her face full of annoyance, and looked towards the entrance passage representing Yiwu Real Estate on the other side of the crowd, saying:

"This guy is wasting his talent in vain. He wants to force Yuan Chen to use all his strength? ... He might as well let Lei An do it."

"We can't win."

Before Wu Huiliyang could finish speaking, Wu Lei'an suddenly interrupted.

This surprised Garuda, Feng Shui, and Wu Huiliyang, who were standing nearby.

Wu Lei'an, who always thought he was the boss, actually admitted that he couldn't win?!

real or fake?

Although everyone had clearly sensed some changes in Wu Lei'an over the past few days—changes in someone who was usually impetuous, arrogant, flamboyant, and unapproachable—his frank admission of his inferiority to others was still beyond their expectations.

Thinking this, Wu Huili came here with Wu Huili. After pondering for a moment, Wu Hori said thoughtfully, "Is it because of that punch? The one Yuan Chen mentioned, 'Star Strike'?"

“…Ah.” Upon hearing this, Wu Lei’an paused, then nodded irritably: “More or less.”

"Can't it be defended against?" Wu Hori asked.

“It can be defended against,” Wu Lei’an said unhappily.

"That punch was quite obvious... at least it was obvious when he used it last time. You might not be able to feel it, but when you face him head-on, his entire aura changes instantly. Anyone with a brain can tell at a glance that that punch was not simple."

“I’m confident I can defend against that punch… but I can’t block it.” Wu Lei’an exhaled a breath of turbid air, narrowed his eyes and said, “Even he himself probably can’t fully control that power… otherwise he wouldn’t have detonated it prematurely.”

Although he switched to a modern style, this did not mean that Wu Lei'an lost his control over power. Through the mastery of qi, although not absolute, classical martial artists did indeed possess a much greater number of flying devices and long-range attacks than modern martial artists.

Similar moves share a common characteristic: their power is usually less than that of direct punches and kicks.

Unless one abandons the all-round enhancement of fists and feet and specializes in a certain property of the flying tool, such as Han Zhuli's Killing World Wind Breaking Slash, which abandons the strength of the wind blade and transforms it into the pursuit of sharpness and speed.

Although Yuan Chen's punch erupted in the air beforehand, even so...

With his arms crossed and looking down, Wu Lei'an said with displeasure, "He clearly has the strength, but he's just playing house here..."

"...Hey, Yoshibu Real Estate isn't bad either, is it?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Fengshui, who was standing to the side, said with some suspicion, "I did some research before I came. It seems that Yiwu Real Estate is a big company that ranks among the top in the Quanyuan Association?"

"..."

Upon hearing this, no one spoke, but instead looked at Wu Fengshui, as if asking him why he thought that way.

Wu Fengshui then took out his phone and said:

"According to the information I have collected, Yoshibu Real Estate started by reselling building materials from postwar ruins. Although it cannot compare with ancient businesses like Nogi Group that have been passed down for hundreds or thousands of years, it is still a real estate empire built by three generations with steel and cement. In terms of real estate, it can rank among the top three in the entire Kengan Association."

"And that guy using the alias Rihito, whose real name is Tanaka Ichiro, is also a very experienced fighter with a perfect record of five wins, and he won quite easily, plundering 8.665 billion yen in assets for Yoshimu Real Estate. Although he's definitely no match for Brother Chen, he shouldn't lose easily either, right?"

Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent. After a moment of hesitation, Wu Jialouluo said with a hint of helplessness, "After all, it's only twenty-eight..."

“Indeed.” Wu Lei’an nodded in deep agreement, looked at Wu Fengshui, and said with an expression that said, “I don’t know you well.”

"Don't go around saying you're my sister, number 28."

"I specialize in visual enhancement! And I have a name, Wu Fengshui, not twenty-eight!"

Wu Fengshui's powerless resistance.

In contrast, on the other side, in the contestants' passage, Yoshitake Keiro's face was filled with solemnity as he looked at the other side of the passage.

"Where's Rihito?" Yoshitake Keiro turned his gaze to his secretary.

"They're here~" Before the secretary could speak, Rito walked out from behind, one girl on his left and one on his right.