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"All fighters, prepare yourselves. The match is about to begin."

At a single command, everyone around him became an enemy, and these fighters began to fight each other bare-handed. Even though they could only participate in the preliminary rounds of the Kengan Suicide Match, they were still highly skilled opponents who were unattainable for most fighters.

Unfortunately, talent is extremely important in combat sports. While having talent doesn't guarantee becoming a master, someone without talent will never become one.

Just like Aleister's "aptitude assessment" in A Certain Magical Index, a Level 1 esper is destined to never fully transform into a Level 2 esper in their lifetime.

This is the cold, hard truth.

Izumi had already taken his stance, and any fighter who rushed at him was swiftly taken down by Izumi. Ordinary fighters couldn't last more than five seconds against him.

"Big guy, how are you?" Chu Jianquan looked at Yamabuki Hanajin. Primitive people probably don't know modern fighting techniques. If they were in a situation where they were outnumbered, they would probably have a hard time.

As expected, Yamabuki Hanajin was already surrounded by several fighters.

"So what if you're big? In hand-to-hand combat, strength and speed are equally important. You can't possibly have a speed advantage with a body like yours. Just wait to die!" one of the cannon fodder laughed loudly.

In his view, this must be a patient suffering from an illness. In real life, only abnormal pituitary hormone secretion would result in such a tall person.

Such people need a cane to walk, let alone fight.

But before this cannon fodder could finish speaking, his head was grabbed. The force was astonishing; the giant hand was as if it were cast in iron. Almost simultaneously, the fighter felt his body flying through the air, a strong sense of weightlessness spreading throughout his body.

Yamabuki Hanajin swung the man as a weapon, and in an instant, all the fighters around him were thrown away, lying on the ground in a sorry state, unable to get up again. So, in the face of absolute power, any fancy moves are superfluous.

As a result, when Yamabuki Hanajin turned around, she saw a young man striking her opponent at an extremely fast speed. Just a few seconds later, the young man's opponent had already been taken down.

Yamabuki Hanakami remembered that the young man's name was "Himuro Ryo," a master of Jeet Kune Do.

Although he successfully stood out from the preliminary rounds, he was later replaced by a man named "Kanada Suekichi".

However, this might not be a bad thing for Himuro Ryo, since everyone who appears in the Kengan Deathmatch is a genuine monster, and Himuro Ryo, an ordinary person, really can't beat these monsters.

After defeating Himuro Ryo, Kaneda Suekichi's first battle was against the Thai "Fighting God" Gaorang, who defeated him in ten moves.

Just as Yamabuki Hanajin was enjoying Himuro Ryo's fight, a figure quickly blocked his view and made a provocative gesture towards him.

Needless to say, the person who appeared in front of Yamabuki Hanajin was Chiba Takayuki. Before entering the venue, Chiba Takayuki had received orders from his boss to take good care of this big guy.

Only a few high-ranking members knew about the Primitive Man Skin incident, while most combatants were not at a high enough level to know anything about it.

Chiba Takayuki thought the big guy in front of him was just all show and didn't even consider the fantasy aspect. Who would have thought that a primitive man from 6500 million years ago would appear in the Kengan Deathmatch arena?

In an instant, Chiba Takayuki assumed a boxing stance, and for a moment, Yamabuki Hanajin seemed to see world boxing champion Mike Tyson standing opposite him.

Chiba Takayuki rushed over and punched Yamabuki Hanajin in the stomach. With that successful blow, Chiba Takayuki became even more confident. Sure enough, this big guy had no real skills and was just bluffing.

The small rag under his feet moved quickly, and he threw punches in quick succession. Yamabuki Hanajin looked at Chiba Takayuki, who was massaging him, and was a little curious about what other people he could imitate.

"You've taken so many punches from me, you must be injured, right? Are you scared? You've never met such a terrifying enemy in your life?" Chiba Takayuki laughed triumphantly.

He then changed his attack method, this time using karate, but he didn't recognize who he was imitating, Yamabuki Hanajin.

Karate moves are elegant and beautiful, but their practical combat effectiveness is not considered very strong in modern combat sports.

"Have you never seen such cool moves before?" Chiba Kiichi's kicking routine was just as beautiful as something out of a movie.

Akiyama Kaede, watching from the sidelines, frowned with worry. After all, in the eyes of outsiders, Yamabuki Hanajin seemed to be taking a beating on one side.

Afterwards, Takayuki Chiba performed judo and capoeira. Overall, the moves were very beautiful, but the damage was almost zero.

"Pfft!" Izumi, who was standing next to him, suddenly laughed. Actually, he was also fooled at first, but he quickly saw through the man's true nature.

It's a mess.

"Trash!" Yamabuki Hanajin got tired of playing with it, grabbed Chiba Takayuki's head, and slammed it to the ground, causing the entire floor to shake violently.

Chiba Takayuki is out.

The chairman of Yiwu Real Estate rolled his eyes. My dream ended before it even began!

Chapter 358: The Wu Clan Actually Lusts for My Body?

The chairman of Yiwu Real Estate never expected his ace fighter to be defeated so easily. Were primitive people truly invincible? Nogi Hideki, standing nearby, walked over with a smile and said, "Don't worry, once I become..."

When Nogi Hideki got to this point, he suddenly paused. He suddenly remembered the villains he had seen in movies. They all liked to pop champagne in the middle of the movie and then get beaten to a pulp by the righteous protagonist.

I absolutely cannot plant the flag now; I must wait until I become the president of the Kengan Association before celebrating.

"Nogi Hideki, don't be too smug. This is just the preliminary round of the Kengan Deathmatch. The real challenge is yet to come. Your caveman might not be the one to have the last laugh," the chairman of Yoshitake Real Estate shouted.

The thought that Nogi Hideki might become the president of Kengan Association made him even angrier than if he didn't become the president at all.

Suddenly, a person below was thrown more than ten meters into the air, landing right on the barbed wire fence in front of the chairman of Yiwu Real Estate. The chairman of Yiwu Real Estate was so frightened that he sat down on the ground with a thud, his face pale.

Looking up, they saw that the person who had thrown them up was none other than the primitive man Pike. At this moment, only sixteen people remained standing in the arena, while the rest of the fighters were lying scattered on the ground.

Chu Jianquan looked at Pike calmly. "I should have thought of this long ago. There's no need to worry about this caveman at all."

Life in ancient times was much harder than it is now, and this guy was able to eat dinosaurs. His fighting strength and combat experience were far beyond what modern humans could match. The only difference was that primitive humans were not familiar with the rules of modern society.

Fighters are merely engaging in life-or-death struggles, while primitive humans faced life-or-death battles every moment 6500 million years ago.

A quarter of the hundred fighters were taken down by Yamabuki Hanajin, and another quarter were caught in the crossfire during the battle, inexplicably becoming collateral damage.

For ordinary people, encountering a Pico is like the shock of soldiers seeing a tank for the first time during World War I.

Invulnerable to blades and spears, with explosive damage, impossible to hit or outrun, who can understand the despair in the hearts of these fighters?

Akiyama Kaede breathed a sigh of relief. In any case, she had passed the preliminary rounds safely. She wondered how things were going with Yamashita Kazuo, and whether Rito and Tokita Ohma could break through the encirclement.

When the two ships arrived at the island where the Kengan Deathmatch was held, the two groups reunited and discovered that all four of them had passed the preliminary rounds unharmed.

"My crazy workout these past few days has finally paid off!" Rito proudly showed off his biceps.

Indeed, there were many skilled competitors in the preliminary rounds, but as long as they could stand in the end, they had won.

Yamabuki Hanajin's gaze swept over the remaining powerful figures, each one a very familiar face.

“Monster Julius, Demon Spear Kuroki Gensai, Wakatsuki Samurai, Beautiful Beast Kiryu Setsuna, and Wu Lei'an of the Wu Clan, this is getting interesting.” Yamabuki Hanajin squinted at these people. Any one of them would be considered a top-tier powerhouse, a monster in the outside world, and now, these top-tier powerhouses have gathered together.

Just as these people were standing there in a chaotic manner, not knowing where to go next, the organizers of the competition appeared.

The Bank of Japan Governor, Kengan-kai Chairman, and the underground emperor who has dominated the Japanese economy for decades, 90-year-old Katahara Metsudo, stands here with a smile on his face, leaning on a cane.

"Welcome everyone who has passed the preliminary rounds to officially participate in the Kengan Deathmatch! I am Katahara Metsudo."

The fighters didn't react much, but the bosses behind them all had serious expressions.

Old Deng has held the position of chairman of the Kengan Association for decades. Although the industry has developed steadily over these decades, the absolute stability has led to stagnation. There are also different levels among the conglomerates, and their class structure has become rigid. The conglomerates below are trying their best to climb up, but the channels for advancement are locked.

The culprit behind all this is none other than the old man in front of us.

Perhaps sensing his impending doom, Katahara Metsudo decided to stir up the stagnant waters of the Japanese economy, thus initiating the Kengan Suicide Tournament, where the winner takes all.

This is a good opportunity for most zaibatsu (financial conglomerates), including Hideki Nogi and the chairman of Yoshitake Real Estate.

Of course, for these fighters, the state of the Japanese economy is irrelevant; they each have their own thoughts.

Some sought to find a more powerful enemy, while others sought thrills, but the Wu clan was different.

Everyone else came for the money, but the Wu clan's goal was... primitive people.

That's right, they came for the primitive man Pico from the very beginning. The Wu family has been an assassination family for generations, and at the same time, they have absorbed a lot of excellent genes, making the family's power stronger and stronger.

The fact that primitive humans possessed the Pi Ke gene is a closely guarded secret to most ordinary people, but it is no secret to the Wu clan. One of the most important reasons they came here was to obtain the genes of primitive humans and pass them down as part of their family lineage.

As for how it will be passed down, you can use your imagination.

Therefore, whether they were tycoon presidents or fighters, their eyes were all focused on Katahara Metsudo. Only Wu Yizhi, the leader of the Wu clan, had his eyes fixed on the primitive man Pico, as if he had seen a priceless treasure.

This Wu Huili is none other than Katahara Metsudo's former partner and the first Metsudo Fang. In his youth, he helped Katahara Metsudo seize the position of chairman of Kengan.

"Old man, who are you planning to send? It's not Garuda, is it?" Wu Lei'an grinned.

"Thump!" Wu Huili slammed her cane on the ground: "What are you talking about? That's my favorite great-granddaughter, and she's only seventeen this year. If any man dares to approach Garuda, I'll cut him into a thousand pieces!"

The Wu clan members around her all wore helpless, bitter smiles. It must be too difficult for Garuda to get married in this lifetime.

Katahara Metsudou waved his hand and said, "Everyone, I have prepared a place to rest. However, how about we have a Kengan final match today? A true warrior is one who is always ready to fight, no matter the circumstances."

None of the thirty-two fighters raised any objections; the old man was right.

Then came the lottery drawn on the big screen.

Everyone stared nervously at the large screen in front of them.

These club presidents and fighters all know that there are a few people they absolutely cannot encounter.

Gensai Kuroki, the current Fang of the Destroyer, and the monster Julius, among others.

At this moment, Katahara Metsudo approached Akiyama Kaede with a smile.

"What a lovely young lady! Which number would you like to choose?"

Akiyama Kaede gritted his teeth: "Number one."

"Good, that's impressive! Let's see who's number two."

After being decided by drawing lots, the film source announced the list of personnel for the first battle.

First battle: Piccolo vs. Monster Julius.

Chapter 359: Monster vs. Monster

Julius Reinhardt.

Nicknamed "Monster", he is 205cm tall and weighs 201kg.

Kengan Ashura represents the pinnacle of pure power.

In order to develop a perfect body, he endured lethal doses of stimulants and was hailed as a monster created by "science".

Belonging to Toyo Electric Power Company, it had achieved a perfect record of 51 wins before the start of the Kengan Suicide Match, and had assets of 1.6277 trillion yen, second only to Kano Aki and Wakatsuki Samurai.

In terms of strength, he is an absolute monster.

At this moment, the chairman of Toyo Electric Power Company, Katsutoshi Hayami, remained calm and showed no change in expression.

"Aren't you worried? That's a monster from 6500 million years ago." Katahara Metsudou chuckled as he approached his old friend.

Hayami Katsutoshi remained calm and said, "He's just a primitive man abandoned by the world. There's no need to make such a fuss. As long as he's human, he's just a mortal. And as long as he's a mortal, no one can defeat Julius."

Hayami Katsutoshi remained indifferent; he hadn't planned to rely on the Kengan final match anyway, and he had other preparations.

"Is that so? This year's Kengan Deathmatch has me on the edge of my seat. It's a battle between monsters, and I'm really curious to see who will win." Katahara Metsudo said with a squinty-eyed smile.

Nogi Hideki is absolutely right. You can't put all your eggs in one basket. Every businessman understands this principle.

Not to mention Hayami Katsutoshi of Dongyang Power Company.

The arena was already prepared, and the host was a tanned young woman with a hot figure, attracting the attention of many perverts.

Although this young woman is a host, her identity is extremely special. Her name is Katahara Sayaka, the biological daughter of Katahara Metsudo, but she is only twenty-two years old this year.

Wait a minute, how do you calculate the addition and subtraction in the case of Katahara Mitsudo, who is over ninety years old and has a daughter in her twenties?

In other words, the old man was still vigorous at the age of seventy?

Awesome! Awesome!

"Next, please welcome our two contestants to the stage!" Katahara Sayaka shouted enthusiastically, the stage lights blazing, and everyone's emotions were stirred up.

"The next fighter to enter is Julius Reinhardt from Toyo Electric Power Company, with a record of 51 wins and 1 losses. He has amassed assets of 6277 trillion yen and is considered a monster. Please welcome Julius to the stage."

Those who can watch the battle here are all of extraordinary status and position. They have enjoyed everything and now they come to pursue the most primal clash.

When these people saw Julius's massive body, both men and women screamed.

After the audience calmed down a bit, Katahara Sayaka looked at the information of the second contestant.

His expression changed slightly as he looked at his father in the distance.

Katahara Metsudo nodded slightly.

"The second contestant's identity is even more remarkable, because he is not a product of this era at all. He comes from 65 million years ago and was frozen in the Arctic for unknown reasons. Not long ago, the glaciers melted, and this contestant appeared in society. Welcome to the contestant from 65 million years ago, Piko!"

If Julius's appearance was like a bomb, then the appearance of the primitive man Pico was like an atomic bomb.

Not everyone knows about this.