After waiting for a while, Kaishinosuke, who was lying on the ground, finally woke up. When he opened his eyes and saw Sei Itō, who was sitting less than an arm's length away from him, his eyes went black. Fortunately, Kaishinosuke was also a strong-willed person, and he struggled to sit up …
"You're awake." Sei Itō continued to smoke the half-finished cigarette in his hand and said faintly. Kaishinosuke did not answer, but consciously sat there, waiting for Sei Itō's next words.
"Before the competition, I said that if you lose, you have to do one thing for me, and I won't make things difficult for you. Take me to the nearest higher-ups of [Ragnarok] that you can come in contact with," Sei Itō said.
"Impossible." Miyagi Xinnosuke almost did not think about it and replied. "Although you are very strong, compared to the higher-ups of [Ragnarok], you definitely can't beat them."
"Whether I can beat them or not is my problem. You just have to take me there. You won't go back on your word, right?" Sei Itō finished the cigarette in his hand and glanced sideways at Kaishinosuke.
"Since you want to die so much, I'll take you there."
Kaishinosuke was very uncomfortable with Sei Itō's gaze. He got up and walked to the side to dismiss his subordinates, and let them go back. After that, he walked over to take Sei Itō and left.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, the two of them arrived in front of a dilapidated building. Miyazaki Shinsuke pointed at the building and said, "The nearest higher-up of [Ragnaros] is here. It's the new Eight Fist Hero — Nanjou Nora. You can see her on the fourth floor."
"En, that's enough. There's nothing for you to do," Sei Itō nodded, patted Kaishinosuke's shoulder and said, and walked straight inside.
After passing through the rusty door, there was a dusty staircase. Step by step, the footsteps echoed in the empty corridor.
Sei Itō's footsteps were not big, but his speed was not slow. In just two or three minutes, he had already arrived at the entrance of the passage on the fourth floor. There was a faint sound of people talking in the passage.
"Who is it!"
After Sei Itō took a few more steps, one of the hoodlums raised his head to look at Sei Itō's unfamiliar face. Maybe it was his loud footsteps that attracted their attention, or maybe it was some other reason.
Sei Itō didn't answer and continued to walk inside step by step.
"Halt, this is Miss Ji Shaluo's residence in [Twilight of the Gods]. If you continue forward, we won't hold back." Following this hoodlum's words, more than ten hoodlums successively appeared in the corridor, each with an unfriendly expression and weapons in their hands.
"Ha!" Sei Itō looked at their actions and chuckled. He suddenly sped up and rushed into the crowd, punching and kicking the motley crew. Almost no one was his match, and it only took a short while for them to all fall to the ground.
Finally, after Sei Itō passed by the group of people on the ground, he saw the station's upper echelon, Nanjo Kisara, who was wearing a red short-sleeved shirt.
"Miss Ji Shaluo, leave this person to me," White Bird at the side said softly.
"No need, I'll meet him." Ji Shaluo threw the game console in her hand onto the sofa beside her, raised her head to look at Sei Itō and said, "You're the guy who recently sniped the hoodlums?"
"That's right, but I didn't expect [Twilight of the Gods]'s Eight Fist Tycoons to be a woman," Sei Itō said with some surprise. Although he had watched this anime before, it had been a long time, so how could he remember it so clearly? He only knew that the Eight Fist Tycoons were all experts. En, they were slightly inferior to the serious Fenglin Temple's Miyu.
"Looking down on women?" Nanjo Kisara's pupils shrank as she said with a cold tone.
"That can't be an accident, but it's all the same. Anyway, you're my target, so I'll just beat you down." Sei Itō shrugged indifferently. If he had just arrived in this world a week ago, Sei Itō definitely wouldn't be so relaxed and confident, but now …
"You're really boasting shamelessly." Nanjo Kisara stood up from the sofa. Her exposed thighs were faintly visible, and it was obvious that she was an expert in leg techniques.
"Whether or not I'm boasting shamelessly, we'll know after we fight. Take this!" Sei Itō finished speaking and took the initiative to attack.
Nanjo Kisara looked at Sei Itō who was about to rush in front of her. Her right leg suddenly exerted force and almost turned into a black shadow as she whipped towards Sei Itō. With a "bang", Ji Shaluo knew that her attack was blocked, but she didn't stop attacking. She retracted her leg and threw out another leg, while the other leg turned into a black shadow and attacked again.
"Taekwondo?" Looking at the posture of these two legs, it had a hint of Taekwondo, and she was surprised as she spoke.
"You actually still have the time to observe my movements, I've really been underestimated." Ji Shaluo said as her leg speed suddenly increased, and it was obviously one step higher than before.
"Eight Fist Tycoons really weren't bragging." Feeling the change in Ji Shaluo, Sei Itō slightly dodged backwards, but with just a dodge, Ji Shaluo's attack immediately connected.
Left kick, right kick, up kick, down kick, back kick, high drop … a set of Taekwondo moves was used in succession, so Ito Sei could only parry but had no strength to fight back.
When Sei Itō finally retreated to the side of the wall, Ji Shaluo raised his leg high and followed it down. Sei Itō took the opportunity to squat down, and Ji Shaluo's kick landed on the wall, kicking up a piece of the wall.
At this time, Sei Itō quickly stood up, and fiercely rushed forward into Ji Shaluo's arms. Mountain Lean!
With a "bang" and a muffled groan, Ji Shaluo's entire body flew out and fell heavily to the ground.
Sei Itō quickly moved forward, but Ji Shaluo wasn't someone to be trifled with. Enduring the pain in his chest and abdomen, he carried Thomas on his back and swung his legs to force Sei Itō to stand up again. This wasn't the end, and he actually took the initiative to attack, jumping into the air and swinging his leg …
Sei Itō's upper body leaned back slightly to avoid Ji Shaluo's kick, and at the same time, he extended his leg to kick. This time, the timing was very accurate, as Ji Shaluo had just turned around and was unable to move, and the kick sent Ji Shaluo back to the ground.
Sei Itō followed the kick and completed a big stride, and the other leg quickly followed. With two changes, he was in front of Ji Shaluo, and with a high kick, he chopped down.
At this time, Ji Shaluo's body hadn't straightened up, and he couldn't react at all. He could only watch the incoming attack with his eyes wide open.
At this time, White Bird, who had been watching the battle from the side, suddenly rushed into the field, and directly raised her leg to block Sei Itō's attack. Both of them were in a Golden Rooster posture, and looked at each other.
"I didn't expect that there was actually a hidden expert here." Sei Itō laughed.
"I won't let you hurt Miss Ji Shaluo." White Bird said with a serious face.
"Hehe, you're really loyal." Sei Itō laughed, and suddenly did a backflip. His other leg directly kicked White Bird's vital part, but he felt that something wasn't right. After Sei Itō completed the backflip, he was full of astonishment at White Bird.
On the other hand, although White Bird also felt some pain from being hit, it was obvious that she didn't have the reaction that a man should have.
"Hehe ~ Interesting."
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