OBS Chapter 258 The Strongest Gift
Chapter 258 The Strongest Gift
"Ah~"
The chaos in the audience could only be described as "a mess of chickens and dogs".
There were even several spectators with leg injuries, shouting wildly!
Takamura Mamoru seemed to be fine. He got up from the ground and shouted loudly to the audience around him:
"Everyone, get out of here. If you die, don't blame me!"
The audience was frightened by Yingcun's roar and kept their distance from him. In an instant, there was no one within ten meters around Yingcun. This made him quite satisfied. He smiled and said something in English:
"Good boy"
"Uh-huh~"
Mamoru Takamura then grabbed a row of seats in the audience and pulled them upwards with force.
Then he lifted the huge row of seats above his head and threw them towards Hanma Yujiro in the arena.
"Go to hell, you bastard."
In the center of the arena, Hanma Yujiro couldn't help but laugh when he saw that the guy he knocked away not only did not die, but was cursing him vigorously and even throwing a chair at him.
In his entire life, he had never seen such an ignorant and arrogant guy.
Hanma Yujiro grinned:
"Ha ha ha ha……"
"The purity has increased!"
“This dish keeps getting more delicious!”
"Whoosh~"
"Clap!"
The entire audience was stunned.
A female voice exclaimed from the loudspeaker in the arena:
"This...how is this possible!"
It turned out that the commentator Katagawa Miaoxiang was so frightened that her legs went limp. She slumped down in the commentary booth, completely unable to continue her commentary because the battle before her was far beyond her comprehension.
In the center of the arena, Hanma Yujiro easily caught the row of seats thrown by Takamura Mori with his hands.
"Boy, you are much stronger than I thought. This makes me..."
Hanma Yujiro stopped talking midway.
This is because Mamoru Takamura had jumped down from the audience seats and stepped directly on the row of seats, stepping on Yujiro Hanma under his feet.
You know, his jump was more than 20 meters away, which completely exceeded the limits of human beings.
"boom!"
"Click, click, click..."
As Yingcun jumped and stomped, dust rolled up in the center of the arena and the ground shattered instantly.
Hanma Yujiro was once again suppressed underground by Takamura.
The reason why we say "under the ground" is because Hanma Yujiro has been trampled deep into the ground.
"Middle-aged man, now you know the price you will pay for being arrogant in front of me!"
"Quack quack..."
Takamura, who was stepping on Hanma Yujiro, looked up and laughed wildly.
"What the hell is the strongest on earth? If you are really the strongest on earth, then I am invincible in the universe!"
At the entrance to the arena, Luo Hao was dumbfounded.
He never expected that after Yingcun took CPH4 capsules and developed his brain area to 25%, his strength would improve by leaps and bounds.
Even the muscular monster Julius Reinhardt who fought against him in the previous game might be far behind in terms of explosive power.
Luo Hao was full of doubts and immediately asked his questions to Dr. Yingchu beside him.
"Doctor Yingchu, since Senior Yingcun is so powerful after developing his brain to 25%, why do you want him to give up the next game?"
"In my opinion, given Senior Takamura's current form, it is not impossible for him to win the Kengan Zemei Tournament."
Doctor Yingchu smiled and explained:
“There is no such thing as a free lunch, for two reasons.”
“First, Yingcun’s arm, hand and phalanges have been fractured.
Even though we used the super-blocking needle from Imperial University, we were unable to support him in playing three more games in a row.”
“Secondly, after Yingcun’s brain development reaches 25%, turning on the subconscious rampage mode is already the limit for his body. Another fight will exhaust all his strength.
After this battle, he will fall into a severe period of weakness."
"The reason why I didn't stop him was because I needed to collect valuable data from Eagle Village when his brain was developed to 25% and his subconscious was running wild."
At the entrance to the arena on the other side, the atmosphere was equally solemn.
Gana's face was stern. He glanced at his companions behind him and asked in a deep voice:
"Everyone, what do you think of the performance of those two people in the arena?"
Wakatsuki Samurai was the first to respond, his tone filled with a bit of awe: "Strong!"
"They are the strongest opponents I have ever seen. They are not inferior to me in terms of physical function or strength."
"I have no confidence in winning against any of them."
Noticing that Jukiji Ouma didn't seem to care, Wakatsuki asked curiously, "Ouma, what do you think?"
Wang Ma said bluntly: "They are indeed powerful, but their fighting style relies too much on brute force and lacks skills."
"If they encounter an opponent who is good at martial arts, their strength may be greatly reduced."
Upon hearing this, Wakatsuki frowned slightly: "You mean, you don't completely agree with their strength?"
Wang Ma's eyes were fixed on the battle situation in the arena, and he analyzed slowly:
"Yes, I think fighting is not only a contest of strength, but also a contest of wisdom and skills."
"If they encounter an opponent who can flexibly use martial arts and tactics, I'm afraid it will be difficult for them to maintain this advantage."
At this time, Kuroki Gensai, the oldest member of the team, spoke.
He stood tall and straight, with his hands behind his back, emitting the aura of a master.
"The essence of martial arts is to knock down the opponent."
Kuroki Gensai's voice was steady and powerful, and he continued speaking after a pause.
"Whether relying on brute force or skill, the ultimate goal is to knock the opponent down."
"What martial arts pursue is to achieve this goal with the least amount of force, the shortest time, and the least loss."
“Therefore, there is no absolute difference between brute force and skill.”
"As the saying goes, 'One force can defeat ten skills,' but likewise, 'A hundred skills can defeat one force.'"
"What we pursue is the result of knocking down the opponent. As for the method used, it depends on the individual and each person can show his or her strengths."
After hearing Kuroki Gensai's teachings, Jukijima Ouma fell into deep thought, and his eyes were more focused on the fierce duel in the arena.
Gana Kaku also turned his head, his eyes flashing with anticipation for the battle, and watched the changes in the arena quietly with Kuroki Gensai.
Inside the arena, Hanma Yujiro had already broken free from his previous predicament, and at this moment he was engaging in a thrilling fistfight with Takamura Mori in the center of the arena.
"Boom boom boom boom..."
Every time the fists collided, there was a deafening sound, as if an invisible force exploded between the two men, causing violent fluctuations in the surrounding air.
The force was so strong that the entire arena trembled, and even the ground was telling of the fierceness and extraordinary nature of this battle.
In the duel between Mamoru Takamura and Yujiro Hanma, there were no fancy moves, only the simplest and most direct punches.
However, it is this seemingly simple action that returns to nature and contains the power to shake the world.
Every punch thrown is a challenge to the limit of strength.
"Hahaha~"
Hanma Yujiro's laughter echoed in the arena. His tone showed both recognition of Takamura Mamoru's strength and a hint of subtle mutual admiration.
"Takamura Mamoru, your strength is really becoming more and more satisfying to me."
"Now, I even feel a little reluctant to use force, for fear that I might accidentally beat you to death. You are the greatest gift God has given me."
These words were both an affirmation of Takamura Mamoru's strength by Hanma Yujiro and his unique enjoyment of this battle.
In his opinion, it is really rare to be able to fight against such a powerful opponent!