I teach judo in Tokyo.

She drank another glass of strong liquor, and a bright red flush rose to her cheeks.

Then, she dragged the bar stool closer to Sosuke, and gently sat down next to him again, her smile carrying a hint of tenderness.

Then he said softly, "Just treat it like a normal large-scale commercial event, like the Olympics or the European Cup. You've probably heard of those, right?"

As she spoke, her hand intentionally or unintentionally touched Sosuke's thigh.

Whether it was due to the inhuman nature of the so-called "mad race," this woman possessed a fighting skill level of over forty, yet her small hands were fair and soft, without any calluses. As she touched Sosuke's thigh through his pants, she transmitted waves of heat.

Sosuke's inner demons skipped a beat, but he asked calmly, "So, you're planning to publicize this extensively?"

“That’s right~” Mai Zhuo’s small hand casually drew circles on Sosuke’s thigh as she said with a smile, “Once the cooperation terms with the Japanese government are finalized soon, Luca Group’s personnel will be fully deployed throughout Tokyo. Next, we will launch a massive advertising campaign, regardless of budget, to let the world’s strongest people know about this. After that, we will build public arenas at major landmarks in Tokyo…”

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Chapter 280 Let's lick the sugar coating first.

"We will build public arenas at major landmarks throughout Tokyo..."

Mai Zhuo recounted the story in detail, her little hands fidgeting as she spoke.

"Next, based on the total number of participants, a long-term preliminary round will be held for a corresponding period. The competition will use a special points system. All participants can accumulate points in various arenas before the deadline of the preliminary round. The top 64 participants with the highest points can participate in the final competition of the true King of Fighters."

"The Luca Group will invest at least 70 billion US dollars in this event. With the high sponsorships from major sponsors, the entire event is expected to cost more than 100 billion US dollars. The prize money alone, which is shared by the 64 finalists, is as high as 30 billion US dollars."

Finally, Mature gently pressed her ear against Sousuke's, almost biting his earlobe, her breath as sweet as orchids and musk.

"With no registration restrictions, no weight classes, and no rule restrictions, this will be the world's first 'completely barrier-free fighting competition' with the support of the vast majority of countries."

"The person who wins this competition will receive the title of 'the strongest' under the watchful eyes of the entire world."

Her small hand suddenly clenched tightly, her voice incredibly alluring.

"It seems my younger brother Sosuke is getting excited about this news too~"

The inner demon was caught by Mai Zhuo.

However, Atobe Sousuke did not immediately surrender and fall to the enemy.

The scale of the "King of Fighters" tournament, as described by Mature, was so exaggerated that it completely shocked Sousuke.

If what Mai Zhuo said is true, this super event will definitely cause a huge uproar worldwide.

The "information blockade" that all regimes and countries have been silently maintaining will collapse.

Hundreds of millions of ordinary people will witness firsthand how terrifying the true limits of the human body are after this competition.

This first-ever public King of Fighters tournament, full of symbolism and prestige, will surely attract the attention of countless strong fighters who previously disdained to show their faces in competitions such as the Deathmatch.

Countless truly powerful individuals will gather in Tokyo.

After all, the "strongest" in the underworld.

That is completely different from being the "strongest in the world".

Judging from Mai Zhuo's statement, this matter has reached a consensus among most countries in the world, and now even the Japanese government has been persuaded through various means.

This trend has become irreversible.

Now, Sosuke finally understands what the "open conspiracy" jointly created by the World Serpent, the Luca Group, and the "Yamata no Clan" hidden within them is.

This is a super event that has been brewing for many years, subtly eroding the bottom line of official organizations in various countries, and is now ready to be exposed to the world.

He turned to look at Mai Zhuo, who was practically nestled in his arms, her breath sweet as orchids, and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Mai Zhuo, aren't you worried that something might go wrong if you tell me all this?"

"Hehe..." Mai Zhu chuckled, her little hands constantly shifting gears.

Then, she gave Sosuke a strange yet alluring smile: "Sousuke, you are only eighteen years old, yet you already possess martial prowess no less than that of a peerless master. Your future is naturally bright."

Her voice carried a peculiar charm: "But do you know that even those seemingly invincible, god-like powerhouses in the eyes of ordinary people are, in essence, just human beings? Even if they spend their entire lives pushing their 'body,' 'skill,' and 'will' infinitely close to the limit, they can never discover 'true power'..."

“True strength…” Sosuke naturally thought of Furinji Amanto and Goenitz, who was imprisoned and had lived for who knows how many years but still looked like a middle-aged man.

I couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

That inhuman aura, and that panel filled with question marks that even the system couldn't detect.

The power of these two seems to have completely transcended Sosuke's understanding of "humanity," and they have undoubtedly entered "another realm."

That realm might be called "super crazy level," or perhaps "land god level"?

How many more people like them are still hiding?

There certainly won't be many, but it definitely won't just be the two of them.

For example, there's Mai Zhuo acting up in my arms right now.

Like Goenitz, she has a human appearance, but is actually a madman of the so-called "Yamata no Clan".

Despite his fighting skills being only around level 40, he was able to withstand the system's detection, preventing the system from knowing his true strength.

What secrets does the "Yamata clan" hold?

Sosuke frowned, his eyes gleaming.

Mai Zhuo didn't say anything more. She just chuckled and reached out her other small hand to stroke Sosuke's furrowed brows, as if trying to smooth them out.

Then, she raised her beautiful face and her red lips quietly approached.

Sosuke's inner demons had been under control for half a day, and now the beauty had taken the initiative to bicker with him.

I forced myself to act like a gentleman for a while in order to think about serious matters.

Now that we've finished discussing the important matters, and you've gone to such lengths with your charms, it would be rather impolite to persist.

So Sousuke lowered his head without hesitation and started arguing with the scheming Mature.

After a brief struggle, amidst her soft gasps, he picked up her frail body and placed her on his lap.

“Sousuke, you’re in a bit of a hurry, aren’t you?” Mature reached out and hooked her arm around Atobe Sousuke’s neck, looking down at his handsome face with a satisfied look in her eyes.

It was as if she regarded Sosuke as her male concubine.

[Thinking back, since being reborn into this body, I've been so busy working that I haven't done 'that' thing at all...]

Sosuke looked up at Mature's teary eyes, and when he saw her heartfelt words, he couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

A wild smile spread across his face.

Then, he took the initiative to start arguing with Mai Zhuo.

As a result, after fighting for a while, he felt that he was a little outmatched by his opponent.

Having suffered a loss, his temper, which was already not very good, worsened.

They launched a direct and decisive attack!

The average level of the Kneading Technique is close to level 40. Once it is actually used, it immediately unleashes astonishing power.

Fortunately, Mai Zhuo is not someone who is easy to manipulate.

As a "higher species" among the mad races, her reputation for "cruel beauty at breakneck speed" is well-deserved.

She grabbed Sousuke's neck tightly and subdued him, intending to teach him a lesson in cruelty.

Yoho!

Sosuke was surprised by his opponent's methods, but he remained calm and carried Mature to a suitable battlefield. He performed a takedown and then quickly switched to a hold to pin his opponent down.

The fight between the two turned into a tense grappling match using ground techniques.

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"hiss--!"

After taking a shower, Vice, who was also wearing a bathrobe, heard Mature cry out in pain. She instinctively turned her head and saw Sousuke secretly launching an assassination attempt while suppressing Mature.

She stared blankly for a while, then calmly turned around and dimmed the lights.

Then, he coldly walked towards the battlefield between the two.

As he walked, the bathrobe he had been wearing casually slipped off his body.

Kid, you look pretty arrogant.

I've disliked you for a long time!

Today I'll show you just how terrifying the "King of Beasts" and the "King of Death" among the Eight Kings would be if they joined forces!

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Chapter 281 You promised yourself to be a judo master, but your swordsmanship is divine?

Men rely on their reserves, women rely on their physical strength.

Atobe Sousuke's body, reshaped by the system, is indeed exceptionally gifted, especially in terms of ammunition manufacturing speed, which is already much faster than that of normal people.

The problem is that the Berserkers are indeed different from ordinary people; their physical abilities are truly exceptional.

Moreover, they are two madwomen whose strength surpasses that of the ultimate level.

No matter how fast Sosuke manufactures ammunition, it's impossible for him to fill the tank in just one or two hours.

So it went through scenes such as bed, sofa, chair, floor, bar, balcony, bathroom, etc.

After trying various ways of playing, such as stacking on top of each other, human pyramid, hamburger, dumpling making, etc.

Sosuke said that they were really out of stock.

Fortunately, Mature had already collapsed, leaving only Vice as she gritted her teeth and persevered.

After all, the Yamata clan cannot lose face!

Finally, after Sousuke bit Vice's lip and held her tightly for a while, the two of them were exhausted and died together.

After resting for a while, Sosuke struggled to his feet.

They took the initiative to propose a truce.

Mature and Weiss were no longer able to answer him.

Thus, this terrifying battle, where one fought against two, finally came to an end.

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The post-war period naturally marks the time for peaceful exchanges.

Sosuke lay on the bed, letting Weiss give his old back a massage.

Beside her, Mature lay gracefully on her side, completely unconcerned about her exposed skin, and looked at Sosuke with a smile, propping her chin on her hand: "Judging from your expression, you seem quite unconvinced? How about another round?"

Clearly, the King of Death and the King of Beasts have recovered some of their strength.

"I give up... Ouch! Hey, Weiss, press harder, it's too sore!"

Sosuke bared his teeth and yelled.

The opponent has recovered his stamina, but his ammunition magazine is truly empty, so he can't make it back.

Women are definitely more capable in this regard.

"You...can't do it!"

Weiss on his back looked at him with disdain, but she still obediently switched her hand to her elbow and increased the intensity of the blow.

"Hey! Don't talk nonsense, I'll sue you for defamation!" Sosuke immediately retorted.

Then, Weiss pressed her elbow against the sore spot on his lower back, rendering him speechless.

That girl's hands are really heavy!

Mature chuckled: "I'm impressed. Sosuke is really amazing. He actually managed to withstand the combined strength of me and Vice."

Sosuke glared at her and asked directly, "Mature, tell me the truth, are you and Vice really ordinary people?"

"Of course not! Weiss and I are both top-tier experts, no less skilled than you, little brother!"

Mai Zhuo answered with a smile, admitting her strength without hesitation.