I teach judo in Tokyo.

The homepage of a well-known portal website appeared in front of Sosuke.

Then, she walked over gracefully, gently pushed aside Vice who was still panting and savoring the moment, and together they snuggled into Sosuke's arms, giggling.

"It's almost 10 o'clock, let's witness this moment that will go down in history!"

Tokyo time.

It was exactly 10 p.m.

Huge promotional pages popped up simultaneously on major websites and mainstream television stations worldwide.

The inaugural King of Fighters World Open.

Let's officially begin!!!

……

Chapter 305 Fierce Tiger

half a month later.

Tokyo Airport.

Amidst the bustling crowd, a huge figure, surrounded by a group of people in suits and ties, calmly and slowly moved forward.

His appearance was clearly that of a Caucasian, he was over two meters tall, his body was as strong as a tree, he was bald, had no eyebrows, and had an expressionless face, looking like a giant beast from a distance.

His short-sleeved tracksuit was stretched taut by his terrifying muscles, which were clearly defined like boulders. Just by looking at them, one could feel an incomparably powerful and imposing aura.

The flow of people passing by looked like children compared to this man's terrifying size.

Everyone who sees this giant can't help but stare wide-eyed and stop to look up, which makes the area where the giant is located particularly congested in the airport.

"It's Julius! The Tiger!" Suddenly, someone shouted excitedly.

His voice was so excited and loud that it quickly attracted the attention of people nearby.

"Julius? The muscle giant? The one who was just named the strongest person in the world?"

"Is it that Julius?"

"He's come to Tokyo too, he must be here to participate in King of Fighters, right!?"

Julius!

Julius!

The crowd gradually surged forward, encircling the giant man who was being guarded.

The area was completely blocked, and the guards responsible for clearing a path for the giant were forced to retreat step by step by the crowd, and they were so anxious that they were covered in sweat.

There are too many people; they simply can't handle it!

A nearby guard hurriedly said to the giant, "Lord Julius, I apologize, but your appearance is too difficult to conceal, and this has caused a commotion. We need to immediately switch to the VIP passage, which is two hundred meters to the right. It will take some time to get there..."

Hearing the staff's words, the giant calmly nodded: "I understand. Thank you for your hard work. I'll go over by myself then."

"what?"

The staff member didn't understand what Julius meant and was about to ask.

Then Julius looked toward the VIP entrance and then stretched his arms and legs slightly.

"Shh!"

The giant shadow swept past like a tiger in flight.

"Whoosh!"

Amidst the screams of the crowd.

Despite his enormous size, the giant possessed incredible speed and agility. He could easily and precisely pass through pedestrians while running, and even if someone couldn't dodge in time, he could still push aside all those who tried to block his way without causing injury.

The fanatical fans who tried to stop him were completely unable to halt his progress, even at the risk of injury.

In less than ten seconds, I watched as this ridiculously agile giant reached his destination and, with the help of staff, slipped into the VIP passage.

……

"Oh! Lord Tiger has arrived ahead of schedule too!"

As the giant Julius stepped into the VIP passage, he heard a slightly flippant, teasing voice.

Looking down, he saw that the speaker was a black man who was much shorter than him, but still over 1.8 meters tall, with a head full of dreadlocks.

“Hello, I’m DJ, I’m Jamaican.” The black man extended his hand to Julius. “You can call me DJ.”

The giant looked at him for a second and then extended his large hand to shake his: "Hello, Dije, I know you, the honorary representative of Puswood Industry."

"Wow! To be recognized by the tiger, I am truly honored!" Dije snapped his fingers excitedly, speaking with intonation as if he were rapping.

Then, he asked curiously, "Mr. Tiger, were you also invited by the Luca Group to be the 'champion'?"

Julius seemed rather poor at conversation. He nodded, his voice deep and slow: "Um...yes, the Luca Group and my partner, Beiyang Electric Power, have business dealings..."

"OK, OK, I understand!" Dije seemed to be an impatient person. He nodded repeatedly to show that he understood. "Me too. So, Lord Tiger, shall we travel together?"

“Okay…” Julius nodded.

So the two of them walked out of the passage.

Along the way, several advertising screens in the passageway continuously displayed the words "King of Fighters" and played images of fighting rings located near 32 famous landmarks in Tokyo.

Tokyo Tower, Senso-ji Temple, Shibuya...

The arenas at various famous locations were packed with citizens and tourists who came after hearing the news, taking turns to check in.

It has clearly become a unique internet-famous spot.

"It's so lively!"

As he walked with a rhythmic gait, Dijk exclaimed, "Such an amazing event! If it could be held in Jamaica, it would definitely boost the tourism economy significantly!"

“Yes…” Julius nodded, “However, the Luca Group must have its reasons for choosing Japan as the venue.”

"Never mind all that, I'm just here to broaden my horizons. After all, this is the first fully open King of Fighters tournament!" Dijon laughed.

Soon, the two arrived at the terminal exit through a special passage.

Then, I saw the people holding up signs to pick me up at the airport.

"Not bad, not bad. It's good that Luca Group is sensible; they even know to pick me up at the airport. Otherwise, I wouldn't know how to speak Japanese." Dijon kept rambling on and on; he was a natural chatterbox.

Fortunately, Julius seemed to have a gentle temperament that was completely inconsistent with his behemoth size, and he didn't get angry despite being bothered by the black man's noise the whole way.

The two quickly got into the van that had come to pick them up.

Julius was unusually heavy; as soon as he bent down and climbed into the car, the high-end minivan noticeably sank a bit.

Then he curled up and sat silently on the chair. The chair, which was more than enough for a normal person, looked as pitiful as a baby chair in front of his terrifyingly large body.

Dijon followed closely behind.

As soon as the two sat down, a blonde woman in the front passenger seat turned around and greeted them.

"Hi, Lord Julius, Lord Dijk, welcome to Tokyo."

The blonde beauty was alluring, and her voice was clear and melodious: "I am Mature, the temporary head of the Luca Group in Tokyo."

"Wow! Beautiful lady, you really captivate me!" Dijer's eyes widened immediately. "It's truly an honor for the Luca Group to have such a beauty as you!"

Mai Zhuo smiled slightly: "Your Excellency Dijge is too kind. Next, I will take you to the hotel that Luca Group has already booked."

“Of course, no problem. Would I have the honor of inviting Ms. Mai Zhuo for a drink tonight?” Dijon asked cheerfully.

"Of course~" Mai Zhuo smiled charmingly, then quickly changed her tune, "However, you'll have to get my boyfriend's permission first~"

"Oh? And who is your boyfriend?" Dijon asked dismissively.

“He’s a high school student,” Mai Zhuo said with a smile.

"His name is Atobe Sousuke."

***

Chapter 306 Alliance

"High school student?"

Upon hearing Mai Zhuo's words, Di Jie was visibly stunned.

I never expected this blonde beauty to have such a taste.

He was already considering whether or not to call the police.

An old grass eating a young cow!

"Although he's a high school student, he's a very strong and manly guy!" Mature said with a smile.

"Oh! A strong fighter? I think we'll see one in this King of Fighters competition, right?" Dije chuckled.

“Of course!” Mai Zhu smiled mysteriously, “However, we might not see each other until the last ten days…”

"The last ten days?" Dijge's eyes widened. "Wait... he's also the champion?"

Mai Zhuo nodded.

Dijer immediately frowned: "A high school student as the champion? Do you want your boyfriend to die sooner?"

Mai Zhuo slowly shook her head: "His strength is probably no weaker than Mr. Dijge's."

“Haha~” Dijon laughed awkwardly, “Ms. Mai Zhuo is joking. Although I haven’t reached Alpha level (Mad level), I’m almost there.”

His implication was clear—Sousuke Atobe, a high school student, could only have practiced martial arts for a maximum of eighteen years, even if he had been in the womb. How could he possibly compete with a Berserker-level fighter?

This Ms. Mai Zhuo probably secured a champion's spot for her boyfriend out of a momentary romantic relationship.

Julius remained silent. Although he didn't quite believe what Mature said, he rarely questioned others.

He didn't want to dwell on those trivial matters, and instead asked other questions: "Ms. Mai Zhuo, how many 'champions' have arrived so far?"

"Hmm... if you two are included, along with my boyfriend, there are thirteen people in total," Mai Zhuo said with a smile.

Then she said several names: "Zangief, Jamie, Darsime, Quan Xun, Maxima, Robert, Gaolang, Laurent..."

"Wow! They're all familiar super-strong individuals!" Dijon exclaimed in admiration. "I can't beat any of these guys you're talking about..."

"I didn't expect Jamaicans to be so humble~" Maggie said with a smile, expressing her disbelief.

Julius asked, "Are all these people staying in a hotel?"

“But no—many people are moving around freely.” Mai Zhuo shrugged.

"Okay, I know."

……

It was almost eight o'clock in the evening.

The small square in front of Shibuya 109 Department Store.

A futuristic, square silver metal arena stands quietly amidst the watchful eyes of countless passersby.

Officials and organizers deployed a large number of staff to maintain order and safety at the venue, keeping the audience five meters away from the ring.

On the most eye-catching large screen on the front of the 109 Department Store, the huge abbreviation "KOF" flashes continuously.

In this busiest shopping district in Shibuya, screens on the surrounding buildings are continuously playing promotional videos with the words "King of Fighters" and "THE-KING-OF-FIGHTERS".

"No thresholds, no rules!"

"No genre requirements, no gender restrictions!"

"No weight class divisions, no protective gear!"

"A prize of 10 billion!"

"Could you be one of the ten billion people—"

"The strongest fighting king!!!"

Tokyo Tower, Budokan, Imperial Palace Plaza, University of Tokyo...

The same scene was playing out simultaneously at different famous landmarks in Tokyo, Japan, attracting countless crowds.