People who are interested in comics will never die in the Shura field

The most exciting thing about the fighting game Kengan Ashura is its subversion of conventional strategies.

The vast majority of anime works focus on the protagonist, telling the story of how the protagonist overcomes obstacles and ultimately becomes the victor.

However, Kengan Ashura takes a different approach. It's not until the very end of the manga that we discover the true protagonist is "Demon Spear" Gensai Kuroki, an older man who has honed his martial arts and physical abilities to an unimaginable level.

The journey of the Ten Demon Snake King Horse is fraught with difficulties.

Along the way, Kuroki Gensai overcame all obstacles, killing gods and Buddhas alike, until finally encountering the protagonist in the final battle and killing him.

You read that right, they literally beat the protagonist to death.

It wasn't until the second part of the manga, "Kengan Omega," that Tokita Ohma was brought back to life after undergoing heart surgery.

Niou was completely bewildered. Why would this brat target him? He seemed quite robust, but in combat, physique is only one aspect; otherwise, he might as well bring a pig to fight.

In unarmed combat, both technique and physique are indispensable.

“If I kill you, I’ll be qualified to become a fighter for the Nogi Group. So, don’t hold back against me,” Tokita Ohma sneered.

Niou's cheek twitched. He'd actually come to steal his job. I can't let him get away with this.

The Nogi Foundation is a large conglomerate with extremely strong financial resources, and it is also recruiting fighters.

In the world of Kengan Ashura, if two powerful merchants covet the same project and are evenly matched, they will resort to "fighting techniques" to determine who is superior.

Both sides recruit powerful fighters to compete in hand-to-hand combat on the ring, with the winner taking all.

Doesn't that sound outrageous?

However, this way of speaking has become a common practice in this world.

The Nogi Foundation originally had a very powerful fighter named "Hatsumi Izumi".

This uncle is extremely strong, but he is also very unreliable. He often misses out for no reason, which forces the president of the Nogi Foundation to spend a lot of money to hire multiple fighters.

However, whenever Izumi participated in a match, she won every game.

Niou is a "replacement" for Hatsumizu, taking over when Hatsumizu is not around.

Of course, his own strength is also extraordinary.

Just as a major battle was about to break out, a small pair of black sunglasses suddenly flew between the two.

The Tokita Ohma and Niou, who were preparing to fight, were startled and retreated.

“Young men these days are really hot-tempered. I may be old, but I have to get revenge for my great-granddaughter being bullied.” Yamabuki Hanajin suddenly stood up from his wheelchair, and two burly men looked at the old man with strange expressions.

Even though he's so weak he's about to crumble with every step, he still tries to be strong!

"Okay, I understand. You can come now." Tokita Ohma immediately gave up his seat.

Yamabuki Hanajin coughed and said, "Couldn't you have stopped me from ordering!"

"You yourself said you'd stand up for your great-granddaughter. What would it look like if I stopped you? Go for it, old man. I'll remember you if you get beaten to death." Tokita Ohma said resolutely.

"Hey!" Hibiki Sakura said with a strange look on her face.

Yamabuki Hanajin was extremely helpless. These young people these days are too hard to fool. She had no choice but to take a step forward, and then she heard a cracking sound from her waist!

"Ouch! My old back! I'm over a hundred years old..." Yamabuki Hanajin rubbed her back.

Renwang's face twitched. He was truly afraid that he might knock this old man to his death with a single punch; he didn't want to get involved in any deaths.

"Young man, do you dare stand here and let me punch you?" Yamabuki Hanajin said, trembling.

Niou laughed with utter disdain. "What difference would it make if I let you hit me ten times, let alone one punch?"

He reached out and patted his abs: "Old man, don't say I'm bullying you. I'll let you punch me once, and after that, you'll obediently go back to your wheelchair."

"Alright, you've got guts." Yamabuki Hanajin walked over slowly, as if taking even one more step would require a great deal of effort.

King Ni had no suspicion of this centenarian.

At 100 years old, being able to walk normally is already quite remarkable, let alone boxing?

The thought had barely crossed his mind when Yamabuki Hanajin slowly placed his fist on Niou's stomach.

"boom!!!!"

In an instant, the sound of a bomb exploding echoed through the alley.

Tokita Ohma had an expression as if he had seen a ghost.

Niou, a burly man over two meters tall, was actually sent flying by this old man's punch, his back slamming directly into the wall, which cracked inch by inch like a spider web.

Is this guy a hundred years old?

"Pfft!" Renwang spat out a mouthful of blood.

Oh no, my ribs seem to be broken, and my internal organs seem to be injured too!

What the hell kind of monster is this?

"Old man, my fists are very weak. They can't break bricks at all. Didn't you just say you wanted me to throw ten punches? Here I come!"

Niou immediately stood up, but the sharp pain from his wounds forced him to kneel down.

Niou wiped the blood off his face forcefully to calm himself down.

It's okay, the opponent is just an old guy. As long as I hit him once, I can win.

I was careless. As the saying goes, there are many hidden masters among ordinary people. I should not have made such a basic mistake.

"Old man, I won't hold back from now on!" Despite the excruciating pain in his abdomen, Niou rushed over and punched Yamabuki Hanajin in the face.

The sound startled him, and he screamed.

But Niou looked at his arm strangely. The punch had indeed landed, but it felt like hitting a piece of paper, with no force at all.

Yamabuki Hanajin leaned back at an extremely fast speed. The punch seemed solid, but in reality, it was completely useless.

It is a highly pure form of energy dissipation.

"Little brat. When I was conquering the world, your grandma was still drinking milk." Yamabuki Hanajin reached out and grabbed a strand of Niou's hair, tugging at it gently. Niou couldn't help but drift along with the force of the tug.

Yamabuki Hanajin's left arm hung limply like a noodle, but then suddenly exploded in the next second.

It was his supersonic punch.

A sonic boom echoed from the alleyway.

Tokita Ohma's face had turned extremely ugly.

Why can a human fist produce a sonic boom? This is illogical! Where's science? Where's Newton? Come quick, someone save us!

"boom!!!"

Niou's face was like a blooming peach blossom, with blood splattering everywhere. With just one blow, Niou instantly lost consciousness, his body going limp and collapsing to the ground, unable to rise again.

"Snapped!"

At the entrance of the alley, the sound of a briefcase falling to the ground could be heard.

While still conscious, the three of them turned around at the same time.

"Emperor" Yamashita Kazuo stared blankly at the three of them.

Chapter 319: Tokita Ohma vs. Hibiki (Although it's just a meal)

Kazuo Yamashita, an ordinary office worker in his fifties, has a son with severe autism and a divorced wife. The entire family's livelihood rests on his shoulders. Although it is already late, Kazuo Yamashita has just finished get off work and is walking home unsteadily with his briefcase in order to earn more living expenses.

As he passed by the small box, he saw something incredible: a burly man over two meters tall was blocking an old man and a little girl in the alley.

"What should we do? Should we meddle in other people's business in this situation? Or should we call the police? Will the police arrive in time?" Yamashita Kazuo was very anxious.

He is a kind-hearted man, but the hardships of life have made him unwilling to get involved in any more trouble. What if the police ask him to testify after he calls the police? He hasn't even cooked for his son yet. Since the car accident a few years ago, his son's personality has become increasingly withdrawn.

If things continue like this, she won't be able to integrate into society, and after she dies, her son will have trouble even making a living.

Then... Yamashita Kazuo saw the burly man being beaten by the old man until he vomited blood. Yamashita Kazuo even thought that he was hallucinating because he had been working too much overtime.

He immediately rubbed his eyes to make sure he wasn't mistaken; the burly man had indeed vomited blood, and it looked like he had several broken ribs.

While Yamashita Kazuo was still hesitating, the burly man had already been completely taken down by the old man; it all seemed so sci-fi.

Perhaps due to being too shocked, Yamashita Kazuo lost his grip on his briefcase and dropped it to the ground. The sound of the briefcase drew the attention of everyone in the alley.

Yamashita Kazuo then realized he might have gotten into trouble, and could only awkwardly raise his hand to greet the people: "Good morning, everyone."

Yamabuki Hanakami never expected the world to be so small, and that she could see the legendary figure Yamashita Kazuo so easily.

"Young man over there, come and help me up." Yamabuki Hanajin reached out to Yamashita Kazuo. Out of politeness, Yamashita Kazuo went over and helped the old man back into his wheelchair. Suddenly, Yamashita Kazuo realized that someone who could easily knock down a two-meter-tall strong man didn't need him to help him up at all.

For a moment, Yamashita Kazuo was at a loss and could only say in a low voice, "Um... if there's nothing else, can I go now? I have very important people at home to take care of."

Sakura Hibiki suddenly exclaimed, "Old man, I didn't know you were this good. You weren't just bragging at the gym."

Yamabuki Hanajin laughed smugly, "No matter what, I am a grandmaster in martial arts, and this kind of thug is nothing to me."

Tokita Ohma's expression turned solemn. To become a professional fighter, he could not possibly be some petty thug. The world is truly full of hidden talents. He never expected that even an ordinary old man could be so powerful.

"Old man, he was originally my prey, but now that you've defeated him, I'm in a difficult position," Tokita Ohma said calmly.

"Young man, you wouldn't be trying to cheat or ambush an old man like me who's over a hundred years old, would you?" Yamabuki Hanajin asked, squinting.

The Two Tigers style is indeed very powerful in terms of technique, combining strength and flexibility, and being good at both offense and defense. But what you are facing is the master of all kinds of martial arts in the Baki series.

There's a saying circulating among fighting manga: Kengan Ashura is a fighting manga, while Baki is a fantasy manga.

Even the most powerful fighters in Kengan Ashura need to rely on Japanese conglomerates to make big money, while Yujiro Hanma directly gets the world's strongest nation, Alica, to sign a non-aggression pact with him, a human.

Julius, hailed as a "monster," can pull a race car backwards, while Pick, the primitive man from Baki, who is hailed as having the pinnacle of physique, can dismantle a multi-purpose combat robot with his bare hands—it's simply outrageous.

Not to mention the absurd feats such as crushing diamonds with bare hands, polishing obsidian with bare hands, and stopping earthquakes with a punch.

Calling Baki a fighting anime is too conservative; after all, Hanmaru is one of the most free manga artists in the world.

I can draw whatever I want, young man. Do you want to become the second adventurer, George William?

"I'm hungry, how about you treat me to a meal?" Yamabuki Hanajin suddenly asked Yamashita Kazuo.

Yamashita Kazuo breathed a sigh of relief. If this matter could be resolved simply by spending money on a meal, that would be wonderful.

The four people went to a ramen shop not far away and each ordered a bowl of ramen.

For Kazuo Yamashita, the only loss today was not being able to go home in time to cook for his son, but his son didn't complain. In fact, sometimes Kazuo Yamashita would like his son to vent his frustrations in front of him.

Even arguing with yourself is much better than locking yourself in your room without saying anything.

The only thing that surprised Yamashita Kazuo was Hibiki's appetite. Sakura Hibiki had already eaten one meal, but now she ate five large bowls of ramen before stopping.

Tokita Ohma stared at Sakura Hibiki, thinking it would be too absurd for a grown man like himself to lose to a little girl in terms of appetite.

And so, when Hibiki ate a bowl, Tokita Ohma would eat a bowl as well.

By the time Hibiki had eaten his fifth bowl, Tokita Ohma was almost vomiting.

"No, we absolutely cannot lose. This is a matter of a man's dignity. Borrow now!!!"

Activating the advance system can greatly enhance one's physical strength, but at the cost of reducing lifespan.

Hibiki ate his fifth bowl before realizing he might have eaten too much. He looked at Yamashita Kazuo with an embarrassed expression and said, "Excuse me, Uncle, is my appetite a bit too big?"

"No, no! A good appetite means good health, which is a good thing," Yamashita Kazuo laughed.

Hibiki Sakura felt embarrassed to continue eating. To be honest, if she continued, she could eat five more bowls of ramen.

However, since it was someone else's treat, I felt a little embarrassed to eat as much as I wanted.

Having finished his fifth large bowl of ramen using a "pre-borrowed" method, Tokita Ohma was so full he was starting to roll his eyes back. "Stop? Finally stopped? I, Tokita Ohma, have successfully upheld my manly dignity."

"That's all for now! Goodbye!" Hibiki pushed Yamabuki Hanajin away to say goodbye to everyone. This time, she dared not take the side path again and went home along the main road.

Yamashita Kazuo and Tokita Ohma also bid farewell. Yamashita Kazuo knew that they were from different worlds and that they would probably never meet again after today.

After returning home, Yamashita Kazuo looked apologetically at his son's bedroom door and said, "I'm sorry, I had dinner with some friends today and got back a little late. I'll cook dinner now!"

As a result, a man's voice came from the room: "No need, I've already eaten, I ordered takeout."

Kazuo Yamashita was suddenly stunned. My autistic son can order takeout now!

That's great! Even if I die, my son won't starve!