Crossover Anime: Starting with Destroying Kengan

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In Yato's eyes, his stance was very similar to the Mantis Boxing style of traditional Chinese martial arts, but the position of his hands was different, and it was almost identical to Wing Chun.

My hands felt a strange sense of heaviness.

It looks like it's grabbing or carrying something.

Based on this alone, Yato can conclude that he does not practice modern martial arts.

"An ancient martial art that evolved from weapon techniques?"

Yato wasn't particularly surprised.

There are countless ancient martial arts like these that I've never heard of. Some have been lost, some are still being passed down in secret, and some have been revived by various means after they were lost.

Therefore, modern martial arts often emphasize 'not being bound by fixed moves,' not so much to rely on one approach to respond to all changes, but rather to adapt to all changes.

The Jeet Kune Do principle of using the infinite to overcome the finite is also based on this idea.

The practitioner is required to find the correct choice from an infinite number of options.

"what!"

Dojima Gin suddenly spoke, his whole body tensing and relaxing, as if he was being carried forward by his own fist. His steps seemed unsteady, but he quickly shortened the distance between himself and Yato.

"Steps that disrupt the sense of distance?"

Yato's pupils contracted.

This guy is something else!

Chapter 104

The referee stood trembling to the side, too afraid to move, because just a second ago, a man had landed right in front of him, cracking the floor.

He could still vaguely remember the identities of the people on the list of candidates for combatant.

This is why the referee became even more terrified.

First, there was the underground champion of Mexican martial arts, then the former captain of the bodyguard squad of the owner of the Dai Nippon Bank, and now even the president of the Totsuki Resort, Japan's top culinary school, has fallen.

Although not as tragic as the previous two, the injuries were still quite severe.

This wasn't because Dojima Gin was stronger than them; rather, it was because his strength wasn't significantly greater than Thomas X's, which allowed his opponents to control their power effectively.

"Uh-huh..."

Dojima Gin collapsed to the ground, his head covered in cold sweat.

He let out painful gasps.

He clutched his chest, trying to stand up, only to find that such a simple action had become a luxury.

Even with all his remaining strength, he could only barely prop up his upper body.

With barely concealed astonishment, she looked at the young man who had stopped his attack not far away.

Dojima Gin wasn't surprised that Yato hadn't finished him off, but rather that Yato was currently making a move.

Because that stance was exactly the fighting stance he had adopted at the beginning.

They are almost identical.

"You... also know 'bone techniques'?"

Bone techniques originated from ancient Japanese agrarian culture and were recorded as early as the 12th century. It is said that ninja unarmed combat was inspired by this.

It can be said to be a form of Japanese-style boxing.

In an effort to improve his culinary skills, Dojima Gin delved into the history and culture of various countries and studied people's eating habits. However, he didn't find any ancient recipes. Instead, he accidentally pieced together almost all the remnants of the ancient Japanese martial art, 'Bone Method'.

As a result, Dojima Gin himself became a master of 'bone techniques'.

In terms of strength, he would rank among the top five of the twenty fighters.

Of course, this level of strength is no match for Yato.

Dojima Gin just wants to give it his all in one fight.

But to his surprise, Yato used the same technique as him.

Suddenly, it struck him in the chest.

The force of the punch was like a burst of water, leaving Dojima Gin still feeling chest tightness and a burning pain in his internal organs.

"Bone magic? How should I put it..."

Upon hearing Dojima Gin's words, Yato knew that his opponent had lost the will to fight, so he lowered his stance, though his expression was slightly strange.

"It's really unfortunate, I just did some in-depth research not long ago and taught myself a bit."

He wanted to use bone techniques as a model to create a new fighting style for himself, in order to overcome the weakness of not being able to exert his full strength because his left hand was wearing a wrist guard.

Because the Bone Method's fighting style uses the right half of the body as the main means of attack, and the left half of the body as the means of defense and movement, some of its techniques are similar to Wing Chun. Although there is no teacher to teach it step by step, just by looking at the description of the moves, you can restore about 60-70% of the original.

The remaining three or four parts involve the core traditions of the school, which naturally cannot be found solely from books.

But six or seven points is enough.

In a sense, Duma wasn't wrong.

His left hand does indeed hold a secret.

However, it is not a powerful weapon like the "Storm Kick," but a second fighting form created by combining the three elements of "Bone Technique," Jeet Kune Do, and mixed martial arts.

Yato never expected that his first opponent using this fighting style would be Dojima Gin, a master of 'bone techniques'.

He didn't intentionally use the same technique to undermine the other party's confidence.

I just couldn't resist for a moment.

Just like a martial arts competition between fellow students, practicing in the same way allows you to immediately notice the differences, thereby correcting and improving.

"In short, thank you very much, you have taught me a lot."

Yato said this from the bottom of his heart.

His encounter with Gin Dojima gave him a new understanding of bone techniques, and his second form became more and more perfect.

"you………"

Dojima Gin stared at him blankly, then shook his head and mocked himself.

"No scars were left, but food that accelerated evolution was delivered instead... This is truly a result that suits a chef."

"Referee, could you please call me a stretcher? I can't stand up."

After saying those words, he seemed to have let go of all his strength and lay down on the ground, closing his eyes and speaking to the referee beside him.

Yato always keeps his word.

Although Dojima Gin had helped him, since he had promised to let him leave lying down, he had to let him leave lying down.

But that injury will heal in a few days.

Yato had already shown the utmost respect to his opponent, even though the outcome was uncertain.

So next...

Whose turn is it?

After Gin Dojima was carried away on a stretcher, Yato's gaze grew increasingly cold as he slowly swept across the audience.

His aura became even more terrifying.

With a winning streak and a renewed sense of energy, they were in high spirits.

The reason he played so casually before was mainly because he didn't even warm up beforehand, and he was facing weak opponents who couldn't beat him, so he just couldn't muster any motivation.

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Now he is truly in battle mode.

The fighters who were targeted by Yato's gaze froze instantly, feeling an unprecedented chill!

"That's it... that's the feeling! So it was this guy!"

Ren Nikaido's face was pale, and he was sweating profusely.

He recalled the sense of crisis he had felt earlier. He had looked back and not seen anyone, which had puzzled him, but now all his doubts had been resolved.

"Ahem, since no one is challenging, Igarashi Yato will automatically become the first recipient of the spot."

At this moment, Yukio Dazai spoke unhurriedly.

No one said a word.

Some people even wished he would call Yato down immediately.

But Yato was not satisfied with the result at all.

"If I had known it would turn out this way, I should have come to challenge you from the beginning as an outsider. At that time, even if you didn't dare to fight, you would have had to accept the challenge."

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The candidates for the duel were furious. What kind of talk was this? It's true you're strong, but this is incredibly disrespectful. Are they afraid to fight? They clearly don't want to fight!

"Alright, Mr. Igarashi, you can leave and rest now."

The referee spoke up to remind them.

“I will not leave until I hear them say ‘I give up’ in their own words.”

Yato waved his hand to interrupt, his attitude extremely forceful.

"Damn it, I didn't challenge you! Why should I admit defeat to you?"

Punk Abbott stood up, his voice blazing with anger.

He is a street fighting king from Texas. He participated in the Kengan Tournament when he was young and achieved good results. He is very senior and therefore has never paid much attention to young people.

Yato is indeed very strong, but so what...!

呲!

Blood splattered.

"...?"

Punt stared blankly at his severed arm, and it took him several seconds to react. He cried and hugged his hand, as if trying to stop the gushing blood from his wrist, but the cut was too large, and he ended up looking like a blood-soaked mess.

"Now you've messed with me."

Yato put his feet down and said softly.

The others watched in horror.

My body was trembling involuntarily.

Are you kidding me? Breaking someone's arm with a single kick from ten meters away...?!

They prefer to believe they are living in a dream.

And it was a nightmare!

"Yato Igarashi! Calm down! We can discuss what you want later. Now is not the time for you to act recklessly."

Dazai Yukio abruptly stood up and shouted. (Hiroshi)

Chapter 105

"Weren't you the one causing the most trouble?"

Yato glanced at him.

“Search everywhere for experts, then secretly send people to attack them, select enough elites, and finally put them together with another group of experts invited and recruited from the outside world, and find the best one... I don’t know what image fighters have in your eyes, maybe rats, maybe hyenas, maybe something else, in short, you don’t need to consider or care about their feelings.”

"But they are them, and I am me."

“It’s not a pleasant feeling to be attacked for no reason, so I’m going to use my method to screen you and all of you.”

He first pointed to Dazai Yukio, whose face was pale, and then to the anxious and apprehensive gladiator candidates in the audience.