I teach judo in Tokyo.

The three small fish on his side were so scared that their legs went weak.

As soon as the bald-headed vanguard stepped onto the stage, he flashed a vicious smile at Sosuke with his obviously overgrown adult face.

"Kid, your winning streak ends here!"

Sosuke smiled nonchalantly: "Brother, you're so tall, you must weigh at least a hundred kilograms, right?"

The bald-headed vanguard revealed a smug expression: "Hmph, I'm 1.93 meters tall and weigh 110 kilograms. I used to play rugby!"

Sousuke stroked his chin: "I can see that. Speaking of which, your school has quite the imagination. To win, you actually gathered so many heavyweights to compete in a judo match. That's shameless."

That's right, in his eyes, the bald man in front of him was actually the captain of their school's rugby team.

Not only that, the four guys waiting on the sidelines included basketball players, shot putters, and wrestlers.

There are even sumo wrestlers!

That's absolutely outrageous!

The bald vanguard ignored Sousuke's sarcasm and laughed loudly: "If the rules don't prohibit it, then it's allowed. Who told you that your judo's Golden Eagle Flag doesn't have a weight limit? Kid, just wait to be knocked away by me!"

Sosuke hesitated, then sighed after a moment's thought.

He adopted a fighting stance.

The referee was speechless at the outrageous talk from the player opposite Sousuke, and for a moment he forgot to stop the two of them from trash-talking before the match.

He frowned, raised his hand, and announced the start of the competition.

Then, the referee couldn't help but cast an expectant glance at Sosuke.

Go for it, kid Hefeng! Let these guys who don't respect judo know how powerful judo is!

And so, amidst gasps of surprise from the audience.

The bald vanguard and the handsome vanguard collided with a bang!

The two of them were really locked in a standoff!

The bald vanguard even let out a deafening roar, forcefully grabbing Atobe Sousuke's arms on both sides and shoving him forward.

He was using his rugby-like striking skills, determined to knock the 'small guy' in front of him aside.

As for judo rules, forget about them!

The next second, his face froze.

The opponent didn't budge!

But then Sosuke leaned forward sharply, grabbing the other's shirt with both hands and using his elbows to brace against the other's pressure.

Even when faced with an impact force of over 100 kilograms, it did not retreat in the slightest!

The scene created by the two people was quite impactful.

The audience felt like they were holding back a raging bull.

The bald vanguard's face turned red, and he roared furiously, pounding his muscles in an attempt to overthrow Sosuke.

However, Sosuke remained calm and even in this perilous moment, he still whispered a sentence.

"If I wanted to, someone like you could be taken down without any effort..."

Then, before the bald vanguard could get angry, he suddenly turned around and slammed his back into his opponent's chest with fluid movements!

The next second, his foot suddenly wrapped around his opponent's foot and lifted him up forcefully.

Mountain mist!

Bald Vanguard was caught off guard and was instantly swept up by Sousuke's Mountain Storm Technique.

Then, in his terrified expression...

Using the force he had just used to push forward.

This time, Sousuke's Mountain Storm didn't throw his opponent down.

He then threw his opponent flying!

That's right, it flew out!

"Oh!"

The giant-like bald head flew a meter away and then slammed heavily onto the tatami mat, unable to move for a long time.

The visuals were too shocking.

It left the entire audience speechless.

"One copy!!!"

The referees, who are highly professional, were the first to react.

He shouted excitedly and raised the score flag.

As he announced this, the audience, who had been as if silenced, suddenly erupted into a deafening roar of cheers!

Mountain mist! It's mountain mist again!

It was still at this high school called Tsurumine. Following the petite girl's use of Yamashira, this handsome guy named Atobe from the boys' team also used Yamashira.

And he even threw his giant-like opponent away!

It's like something out of a movie!!!

Sosuke had no time to enjoy the cheers of the audience.

He simply returned to his starting position.

Opposite him, his face contorted with rage, the next opponent was already in position.

This time, it was a tall and fat shot putter!

"Kid, you're asking for it!" the opponent provoked Sosuke before the match began.

Sosuke remained silent and glanced at the referee.

The referee made eye contact with him, and couldn't help but shudder, immediately raising his hand to announce the start of the match.

Wow!

Just as the shot putter was about to take a step, he saw a figure flash in front of him.

Sosuke's face suddenly appeared in front of him.

The next second, his collar and sleeves were grabbed!

Turn around, wrap your feet, and throw!

Another mountain mist!

The process took less than five seconds!

Although not as tall as the rugby player, the sturdy shot putter, whose width far exceeded that of the rugby player, was slammed heavily to the ground.

I felt completely disoriented.

The entire stadium erupted in a tsunami of cheers once again.

Amidst wave after wave of cheers that seemed to threaten to overturn the entire stadium.

Atobe Sousuke is like an invincible demon king.

Formerly the basketball team, the two-meter-tall little giant was the mainstay, who was shot away by Shan Lan.

His predecessor was the captain of the wrestling club, a muscular and powerful vice-captain, who was smashed to the ground by the mountain mist.

......

The final opponent was the general, who was actually the captain of the school's sumo club and probably weighed close to 300 pounds.

He looked like a small mountain of flesh.

However, in front of the expressionless Sosuke, he seemed incredibly weak at this moment.

There was nothing he could do; he had been playing sumo wrestling for so long and had never seen anything like it before.

What a joke! It's still "reasonable" for a lower-weighted fighter to defeat a higher-weighted fighter by using skill, agility, and the "point" rule.

However, this demon king on the other side actually won by "violence".

His four teammates, each of whom would be considered a giant in the eyes of an ordinary person, were all overturned by this guy who was 185 cm tall and only slightly muscular, in a difficult manner.

Two of them were even thrown out.

Anyone would get shivering in this situation.

However, he didn't have much of a chance to be afraid.

Amidst the enthusiastic shouts of "Mountain Mist" from the entire audience.

The referee raised his right hand and announced the start of the match.

The next second, Sosuke had already bumped into his arms.

The immense impact sent waves of flesh surging through his body.

Then, in his despairing gaze, Sosuke's hands firmly grasped his collar and sleeves.

One-piece front and one-sleeve!

Mountains! Mist!

"Thump!" The mountain-like body crashed heavily onto the tatami mat.

Sosuke was slightly out of breath, then with a wild smile on his face, he suddenly raised his hands!

Tens of thousands of spectators in the stands screamed.

At the edge of the arena, Mifune Yumi and Yotsuba Saki screamed and hugged each other, jumping wildly.

Motoko Itsuka stared intently at Sosuke on the stage, her expression unable to remain calm.

He was like a tyrant!

No, he's like a demon king!

Fifteen daredevils have been awarded a prize, achieved!

***

Chapter 155 Powerful Physique, One Against Thirty!

After wiping out that ragtag group of unskilled soldiers who only cared about heavyweights with five consecutive mountain storms.

Sosuke returned to the stage slightly out of breath, and was immediately surrounded by the crowd who helped him to a chair in the waiting area to rest.

Yumi Mifune smiled and massaged him to relieve his fatigue.

Yotsuba Saki imitated the class monitor's technique and massaged his other side.

Motoko Itsuka handed him a bottle of water and some chocolate to help him replenish his energy.

Iga Yahiko squatted down excitedly to the side: "Sousuke, you've already won fifteen battle prizes. Hurry up and rest to conserve your energy!"

He couldn't suppress his smile.

He was already a senior in high school this year, and he planned to give it his all one last time before focusing on his studies and preparing for the college entrance exams.

I don't expect to achieve any good results in major judo competitions.

As a result, a monster like Atobe Sousuke appeared out of nowhere, not only helping the judo club secure a ticket to the national tournament, but now he's poised to sweep the Golden Eagle Flag.

No, besides himself, he even trained two outstanding female disciples, who have already won the final championship in the women's group competition of the Golden Eagle Banner.

Iga Yahiko even felt that he could die without regrets.

Sosuke looked at the large group of people bustling around for him and gave an awkward laugh, speechless: "Seriously, you don't need to be so nervous. I have more than enough energy."

Are you kidding me? Although most of the female players are noobs, it's relatively easy to play against them.

However, even his two female disciples were able to achieve the brilliant feats of defeating fifteen and twenty opponents at once.

Unlike Hui Mei, who possesses an overpowered "madman" attribute, the squad leaders among them are still able to defeat more than a dozen people in a row with their superb skills.

How could he possibly be worse than his own disciple?