I teach judo in Tokyo.

Use whatever works well!

He quickly adjusted his fighting style again, crouching low and lunging at Sosuke, grabbing his waist and falling to the ground!

Ground techniques!

Mutba straddled Sousuke's waist, his massive two-meter-tall body rising up like a mountain, and then, from his superior position, relentlessly unleashed countless punches at Sousuke!

Caught off guard, Sousuke was clearly at a disadvantage, but he still managed a smirk as he steadily blocked Mutba's terrifying smashes with both arms raised.

The violent pounding lasted for several seconds.

Mutba felt that it was about time. During a series of powerful blows with his left hand, his right hand secretly formed a chop shape and swiftly stabbed towards the junction of Sosuke's chest and abdomen!

He used a karate chop to penetrate the skin and muscles, passing under the ribs and stabbing directly into the heart.

It doesn't require much force; a precise puncture is enough to stop the heart from beating...

This is—a heart piercing through!

'Kid, I'm sorry, but you're too strong. I can't keep you alive! I can only take your corpse to Black Crow!'

Mutba's expression was terrifying as he plunged his right hand down hard!

"puff!"

A muffled thud!

The karate chop struck Sousuke's thigh muscle, leaving four bleeding holes.

It's blocked!

Sosuke didn't know when he had broken free from his mount.

A pair of thighs came up, blocking his deadly hand strike.

Before Mutba could react, he saw Atobe Sousuke's one hand firmly lock Mutba's left fist that had just slammed down, while his other hand immediately reached out and grabbed Mutba's right hand.

Not only that, his thigh wrapped around her and hooked directly around the back of Mutba's neck!

With a squeeze of his legs, the terrifying power of his thighs, combined with his steel-like muscles, instantly compressed Mutba's carotid artery.

The interruption of the blood supply caused Mutba's mind to go blank.

Triangle twist!!!

Sosuke gripped Mutba's hands tightly with both hands, locked his thighs around Mutba's neck, and wore a wild, wolf-like laugh on his face.

Trying to use ground techniques with me? You're just asking for trouble!

Although his basic sleeping skills are only at the level of a forty-something with the system's support, theoretically they are on par with Mutba's self-defense techniques.

However, it should be noted that Sousuke's bedroom skills are highly specialized, reaching "40+".

Mutba's ground techniques are merely a supplementary technique in his comprehensive killing arsenal.

Specialization versus eclecticism: it's immediately clear which is stronger and which is weaker!

The victory was already secured when Sosuke was tackled to the ground.

Mutba struggled frantically for three seconds, but the two-meter-tall giant was completely unable to break free from Sosuke's terrifying strength.

He immediately flipped his hand over and, while his arm was being pinched, repeatedly slapped Sousuke's arm.

"I give up! I give up! I give up!!!"

Sousuke laughed maniacally, increasing the pressure on his thighs: "You think this is a friendly spar? This is a life-or-death battle!"

Mutba looked anxious, anticipating that he would faint in less than ten seconds, at which point everything would be over.

He then said rapidly, "I've implanted a high-explosive bomb inside me. As long as I control my muscles to activate, we'll both be gone. Let me go! I surrender! I'll risk my life for you for free!"

That's right, this is his second way out—if he can't win, he'll threaten to die together with the enemy.

Sosuke immediately looked at Mutba's panel and discovered that what this madman said was actually true!

"Holy shit! You motherfucker!"

He was so frightened that he instinctively uttered a vulgar curse in his hometown dialect.

He immediately released his thigh, then kicked his opponent away with a powerful kick, quickly got up and took a few steps back.

He glared at Mutba, who was lying on the ground, struggling to breathe, with a displeased expression.

A few seconds later, Mutba got up from the ground, smiled wryly and "looked" at Sosuke: "You're amazing, I admit defeat!"

Sosuke looked at him cautiously: "If we're talking about who's more impressive, you are. You dare to implant a bomb in your body, aren't you afraid it will malfunction and go off accidentally!"

Mutba sat on the ground, still panting, then laughed and said, "See? This saved my life again."

Then he stood up, picked up his lost equipment, and prepared to leave.

"Just like that, you're leaving?" Sosuke tilted his head.

“I’m a mercenary, not a fighter. If the mission fails, I should retreat.” Mutba shrugged. “Anyway, I can’t beat you. I’ll just return the commission to Black Crow.”

As he spoke, he pulled a business card from his pocket and tossed it to Sosuke: "This is my contact information. I promised to work for you for free once. Just let me know when you need me."

"Don't ask me to help you take down a strong opponent that you can't even beat, or I'll just run away without paying."

"gone!"

Mutba turned around and waved goodbye to Sosuke as he left.

Sosuke couldn't help but find it amusing to see this big, carefree black man so relaxed.

Just a minute ago, the two were fighting for their lives.

but......

He looked at the system and found that the upgrade indicator had increased once.

It's alright, not a complete loss.

***

Chapter 292 Who is the Crown of the Sword?

After the great battle, Sousuke opened his panel on the road and once again assessed his strength.

The reason for this assessment of their strength is that during his fight with Mutba, he astutely realized that his own strength surpassed Mutba's.

That's right, Mutba's fighting skill level is "42".

He remembered that his original parry skill level was "37+7", which is "44".

The difference of only "2" levels should not be too overwhelming for the opponent.

But he played with remarkable ease.

Upon opening the system panel, he discovered something strange.

That is, the system's second function, "Teaching and Learning Together," increased my level of full protective skills from "7" to "9" inexplicably.

The ratio of this bonus is calculated at 10 to 1.

In other words, this sudden increase of "2" levels means that the combined level of the highest-level protective spells of all his disciples suddenly increased by about "20".

It's really bizarre.

Which disciple suddenly had an epiphany? And whose martial arts level improved dramatically overnight?

The possibility is too low.

However, Sousuke had a more likely guess in his mind—the protective magic that the Sakura and Rin sisters had always possessed, which had been "sealed," had most likely been unsealed.

Then we'll have to go back and check the two sisters' stats to confirm.

By the time Sousuke returned to the dojo, it was already past ten o'clock.

As soon as he returned to the dojo, he was ambushed by Yae Meixuan, who was guarding the first floor.

"You're back. How are you? Are you alright?"

When Yae Mei-xuan saw Sousuke, she visibly breathed a sigh of relief.

Sosuke nodded and smiled, "Yeah, I got a minor injury, it's nothing serious."

"Tch, you're not very skilled. Where are you injured? Let me see and laugh at you." Yae Meixuan pretended to be disdainful, and then "casually" asked about his injury.

Sosuke couldn't help but laugh at her arrogant look. After thinking for a moment, he raised his left arm, which he had used to block Mutba's first thrust, and said to her, "Look, your opponent's finger skills are quite good. He almost pierced my arm through."

Yae Meixuan stepped forward and saw a red and swollen patch on Sousuke's forearm, with two obvious dents in the center. She couldn't help but reach out and touch it: "How could you be so careless?"

Sosuke shrugged: "My opponent is a formidable black man named Mutaba. It's already quite an achievement that I won. To expect me to win without taking any damage is asking too much."

"Mutba?" Yae Meixuan's eyes widened: "That 'slayer'? The legendary mercenary?"

Then she nodded again: "I have indeed heard that this guy has been working for Black Crow all along. Since you won, does that mean he's dead?"

As she spoke, she gently rubbed Sosuke's swollen forearm.

Sosuke chuckled, reached out and wrapped his right arm around her firm, slender waist, then casually reached down and squeezed her large cushion a few times, earning a glare from the beautiful master before saying, "No, this madman planted a bomb inside himself. If I were to kill him, he would self-destruct, so I had no choice but to let him go."

"Is it really okay to let such a dangerous guy go?" Yae Meixuan frowned. "Aren't you afraid he'll come back for revenge?"

Sosuke waved his hand: "This involves understanding between men. Judging from his appearance, he seems surprisingly principled."

In fact, Atobe Sousuke had absolutely no talent for judging people.

But since he has a powerful system to help him identify people, he can easily see through whether others are sincere or not with the help of the system.

Of course—except for formidable figures like Furinji Tenjin and Goenitz.

Yae Meixuan was still somewhat skeptical: "You can decide for yourself. Come on, let me go upstairs and apply some eight-salt wine to your wound."

That's right, besides being taken internally, this "Eight Salts and Wine" also has a very good healing effect on wounds when applied externally.

Upon hearing this, Sosuke immediately picked up Yae Meixuan and hoisted her onto his shoulder: "Come on, come on, my wound hurts so much, I need my master sister to give it a good massage!"

"Damn it! What's wrong with you? Put me down!" Yae Meixuan was furious, being held by the butt and hanging on Sosuke's shoulder. She slammed her elbow into his back.

Sosuke chuckled and simply used the Vajra Form to tense his muscles and endure it, treating it purely as a massage.

Anyway, the beautiful master couldn't bear to really hit him hard.

He carried the beautiful master back to his room and locked the door.

Then he threw Yae Meixuan down and pounced on her with a strange laugh.

He forcefully engaged in a verbal battle with the beautiful master.

While bickering, they quickly and swiftly removed all of the beautiful master's armor, taking advantage of her infatuation.

Soon, the muffled sounds of war echoed through the room.

Gentlemen, I love war!

......

Outside the room, the two sisters, Dan Ying and Dan Lin, who had heard that the dojo master had returned, came to the door and were about to knock.

Then the sounds coming from inside the room made him blush.

"Sister...do you think we should knock on the door again?" Dan Lin asked Dan Ying in a barely audible voice.

"No...no, I won't..." Dan Ying turned and walked towards her room. From behind, you could see that both of her ears were red.

She said firmly and calmly, "We'll come back in ten minutes..."

"Oh...oh...okay." Danlin hurriedly followed.

The two sisters rushed back to their room, their legs trembling as they walked.

However, they clearly misjudged one thing.

That means the waiting time is not just ten minutes.

Five ten-minute intervals passed before the Sakura and Rin sisters, who had returned to Sosuke's door, finally stopped hearing the babbling sounds coming from inside.

So, under her sister's expectant gaze, Dan'er calmly knocked on Sosuke's door.

"Here it comes." Sosuke's strong voice came from inside.

A few seconds later, the door opened, and Sosuke appeared in front of the two sisters wearing only pajama bottoms, his upper body bare and covered in sweat.

An astonishing heat and a faint, strange smell wafted over.