I teach judo in Tokyo.

The next second, facing Yae Meixuan's slash, he suddenly leaped high into the air backward.

Swallows return!

His figure spun rapidly in the air, instantly dodging Yae Meixuan's first two moves.

Immediately afterward, facing Mei Xuan's third strike, he tumbled in the air, using centrifugal force to fiercely slash out with the wooden sword in his hand!

"Oh!"

The wooden sword and its scabbard collided with a loud crash, and then—

fracture!!!

Chapter 182 Superman

Only Sosuke's wooden sword broke, and only Mei Xuan's scabbard shattered.

Yae Mei-gen's katana is a real weapon, and not the kind of ordinary metal sword that would break if it were to be used head-on.

It's at least harder than the wooden sword in Sosuke's hand.

Therefore, her katana was simply deflected by the reaction force caused by the clash between the two.

next second.

The moment Sousuke landed, he pushed off the ground with both feet and charged towards Yae Meigen, gripping the broken sword.

At this moment, Yae Meixuan's left hand, which was holding the katana, was still raised high and she had no time to defend herself.

In just a moment, the two were pressed tightly together.

Sousuke's broken sword pressed against Yae Baixuan's chest armor.

Both of them stopped moving at the same time.

"Even a broken sword can kill; you've lost."

Sosuke released himself from the "liberated state" and announced the result with a smile.

"Little brother, being too confident can lead to disaster!"

Yae Meixuan chuckled and pushed forward with her right hand.

Sosuke suddenly felt something bump against his side.

Looking down, Yae Meixuan saw that the wooden sword in her right hand was firmly pressed against her side.

"Tsk..." He pursed his lips helplessly.

He put down the broken knife and took two steps back.

Clearly, if it were a life-or-death duel between the two, the beautiful master would certainly be dead at this moment, but he himself would not survive either.

This was a double kill.

Removing his mask, Sousuke raised an eyebrow at Yae Meixuan: "So, using two weapons, you're cheating, aren't you?"

Yae Meixuan chuckled and removed her mask, giving off a "what are you going to do about it?" look. "This knife of mine has always been out in the open, it's not a hidden weapon. I didn't suddenly pull out a gun and shoot you, so how is that a foul?"

She shrugged: "Kid, switching from two-handed to two-handed wielding in battle was a huge risk for me, you know!"

"Master, you're so cunning..." Sousuke shook his head helplessly.

The next moment, he sat down on the ground in a particularly unladylike manner, and beads of sweat began to rapidly emerge from every pore on his body.

The kendo uniform under the protective gear was soaked within seconds.

With insufficient control over his body, he used his full power to unleash his full potential, and in less than thirty seconds, his stamina was almost completely drained.

On the other hand, Yae Meixuan, although also panting, was in slightly better condition than him.

"Little brother, you're not good enough. You're already weak. I wanted to play two more rounds with you!" Seeing Sosuke's condition, her displeasure eased considerably.

Yes, she was initially unhappy.

This battle ended in the opposite way to the last one.

Last time, if both sides had used real swords and neither had broken one, she would definitely have won because she immediately made the first move after the sword exchange.

This time, if neither of their swords had broken—then, with the blade half a bit longer, Sousuke would have been able to stab himself in the heart first with the last strike, instead of her being able to react in time and use her right-hand wooden sword to force a draw.

I've really lost to this kid this time.

She, a master who was considered top-tier even among the "Absolute" level, actually lost to an eighteen-year-old boy with crude swordsmanship.

That's outrageous!

Sousuke, sitting on the ground, wiped his sweat and laughed nonchalantly, "Come on, I was competing against a top-level expert. It's only natural to be a little tired afterward."

The people below the arena saw the two stop fighting and start talking, and knew the battle was over, so they all walked towards the arena.

"Sousuke-kun, are you... are you alright?" Yotsuba Saki carefully crouched down next to Sosuke, her face full of worry.

Yumi Mifune also squatted down beside him, carefully observing Sousuke's condition.

After looking at her for two seconds, she suddenly asked, "Teacher, are you actually some kind of monster in human skin?"

As she spoke, she moved closer to Sosuke from behind, parted the collar of his shirt at the back of his neck, and examined it closely, as if trying to find a zipper or some other opening.

Sosuke grabbed her small hand and said speechlessly, "How can you doubt a teacher's college like that? I'm a human being, no doubt about it."

"You're talking nonsense! Teacher, what makes you look human?" Yumi Mifune retorted indignantly. "Putting everything else aside, with your speed, you'd be a world champion in the 100-meter dash. What's the point of practicing martial arts!"

The old butler also stood to one side. Hearing Mifune Yumi's words, he shook his head and defended Sosuke, saying, "People like us and Mr. Atobe are not allowed to participate in traditional sports where results can be easily determined."

“Speaking of which…” the old butler gazed at Sousuke, “Just now I saw that the strength, speed, and other aspects you displayed, Mr. Atobe, not only exceeded the range of ordinary people, but even surpassed the level of us martial artists. So, are you a ‘superhuman’?”

"Superhuman physique?" Sousuke was taken aback, then shook his head. "I don't know, what is that?"

Yae Meixuan's eyes lit up: "Superhuman physique, how come I didn't think of this as a reason? It's very possible!"

Seeing that Sosuke looked sincere, the old butler guessed that he wasn't faking it, so he simply gave everyone a brief explanation: "'Superhuman physique' refers to an extremely rare physique that has only been recorded a handful of times worldwide since records began. People with this physique have greater muscle density and bone strength than ordinary people, and are naturally much stronger than normal people. If they practice martial arts, they can unleash monstrous destructive power."

"Oh! I get it, this is called innate superhuman strength!" Yumi Mifune slapped her fist against her palm, looking as if she had just realized something.

The old butler smiled and nodded: "Indeed, it is most appropriate to describe it as having innate superhuman strength."

He continued, "In fact, before modern records existed, there were similar powerful figures in ancient historical records, especially in China, which has a long history..."

A person involuntarily came to mind, and he blurted out without thinking: "His strength could uproot mountains, his spirit could cover the world..."

"Wow! Teacher, are you speaking Chinese?" Yumi Mifune's expression showed a hint of admiration.

“Yes, Shi Fan recited a poem from one of the most famous ancient Chinese figures, Xiang Yu,” Wu Fang Su Zi said from the side.

The old steward immediately smiled: "That's right, Xiang Yu, the Hegemon-King of Western Chu, who was so strong that he could lift a cauldron, is now suspected to be a god-like being with superhuman strength."

He waved his hand and said softly, "Those are ancient records. Among the few truly documented cases of superhuman strength, one of them was active in the world of Europe and America, ranking among the top of the 'Madman' level."

Before he could even utter the person's name, the restless Yae Meixuan beside him had already answered.

"Julius, a monster-level powerhouse nicknamed 'Tiger'."

Chapter 183 The Second Fierce Battle

In the evening, Zongsuke was in his room.

"So, are you actually a superhuman?"

After Yae Mei-xuan and Sosuke tasted the Eight Salt Sake together, Yae Mei-xuan sat up and, while doing a gentle squatting exercise, asked curiously.

Sosuke swallowed the imported wine that was being re-exported.

He immediately felt the potent medicinal power spreading throughout his body, quickly replenishing the energy he had exhausted from using the full-power release.

After the two finished their sword fight, everyone saw that Sosuke was covered in sweat and exhausted. Considering that he had to compete in the Jade Dragon Flag Tournament the next day, they decided not to disturb him and sent Sosuke back to his room to rest early.

When our beautiful master returned to her room, she thought of Atobe Sousuke's dejected appearance and felt that it was a bit too much for her to force him to compete when they were supposed to be.

So, feeling embarrassed, he brought eight kinds of salted wine to their door.

Sosuke was naturally overjoyed.

After taking a sip of the wine, I immediately felt my energy return to normal.

Then, the two of them couldn't help but start exercising with the help of alcohol, drinking as they exercised, and before they knew it, they had already completed two rounds of special training.

All I can say is that this wine is truly effective.

"I don't think so..." Hearing his beautiful master's question, Sousuke sat up as well. Then, seeing the European-style bread in front of him, he immediately felt hungry and grabbed one to eat.

While eating European-style bread to replenish his empty spirit, he shook his head and mumbled indistinctly, "Tsk tsk tsk...didn't you guys say...that those superhumans have muscle fiber density far exceeding that of ordinary people...so...um...with the same body type, they'll weigh much more than ordinary people..."

The beautiful teacher couldn't stand him talking while eating European-style bread and shaking his head, so she slapped his head and said angrily, "Can you please stop talking while you're eating?"

Sosuke chuckled, put down the bread, and looked up: "It smells so good! And that match with you just now was really exhausting. If I don't replenish my energy now, I'm afraid I won't be able to play the whole game tonight."

"What do you mean by 'fight the whole game'? Why are you talking so rudely!" The beautiful master's ears turned slightly red.

She twisted and spun around in shame and indignation to improve her waist flexibility and strengthen her core muscles.

"Hiss! That move of yours... is something else!" Sosuke gasped.

This beautiful master is growing up so fast! She's only been training for a few nights and she's already mastered new skills without any instruction.

"Kukuku! Little brother, I told you you can't handle it." Yae Meixuan looked smugly at Atobe Sousuke, who seemed to be about to collapse. "Look at the pathetic thing you looked like sitting on the ground after the fight today."

So she quickened the pace of her squats, trying to disrupt the rhythm of Sousuke, who was training with her.

......

......

More than ten minutes later.

"No! You bad guy, you lied to me!?" The beautiful master was panting heavily.

Then, to his surprise, he realized that although Sousuke still looked exhausted, he showed no signs of collapsing.

She felt she had been cheated and wanted to get up and leave.

Sosuke chuckled, grabbed the beautiful master who was trying to run away, and began to help her bend over backwards by placing his hand on her waist.

Motorcycle-style massage!

The beautiful female masseuse, who was suffering from some lower back strain, cried out in pain after the massage.

......

......

Early the next morning.

Sousuke opened his eyes and sat up, patting the beautiful buttocks of his sleeping master beside him: "Get up, I'm going to the competition."

The beautiful master slapped his hand away and muttered, "No, no, I'm exhausted from last night. Besides, it's the first day of the elimination rounds, and we don't even know if you'll get to play. There's nothing to see here. Go by yourself!"

Sosuke chuckled, not forcing Yae Meixuan to comply. He got out of bed to wash and dress, leaving his beautiful master in the room to do as she pleased, and then walked out feeling refreshed.

***

"So, Grandpa Sebastian, how does Julius, the one you mentioned yesterday, compare to you in terms of strength?"

On the way to Fukuoka Dome.

Since Yae Meigen wasn't accompanying them today, Sosuke went to sit in the passenger seat, leaving the space in the back for his four disciples.

Listening to Yumi Mifune chattering away behind him, Sosuke, feeling bored, curiously asked the old man next to him a question.

When he mentioned superhuman physiques yesterday, he gave an example, saying that among the strong individuals in Europe and America, there is a guy named "Julius" who is currently in his prime and is a super strong individual in the "Honor Duel".

Honor Showdown is the same as the "Deathmatch" in Europe and America, just with a different name.

However, although the old butler mentioned this person, it was just a casual remark, and there was no further discussion. Instead, he escorted Sosuke back to his room to rest.

Now that he had the chance, Sosuke naturally wanted to satisfy his curiosity.

While driving, Sebastian calmly replied, "Julius is over two meters tall and weighs over two hundred kilograms, and even with that weight, he still has the physique of a bodybuilder."

"If I were to really fight him, under normal circumstances I probably wouldn't even be able to break through his defenses, you understand...?"

The old butler didn't forget to say that he was going to let Sosuke figure it out himself.

Atobe Sousuke nodded: "I understand, it means evenly matched."