Crossover Anime: Starting with Destroying Kengan

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Skip the ongoing rigorous training and a bunch of completed tasks, and directly click on the 'Claim' option.

"Hmm? 'Dragon Heart'?" Yato murmured, glancing at the contents.

[Having achieved a fourth-dan Jeet Kune Do rating, you have mastered all fighting techniques and can apply them in actual combat and sparring. You are qualified to be a mentor. Please guide a beginner (who must reach at least a second-dan rating) to the next level. Limited to one month. — Rewards: Free body enhancement / Jeet Kune Do skill upgrade by one level / Crystal*1]

"Hmm... I can give this a try."

Yato accepted the mission without much hesitation.

Just then, Yukino joined his duel with Tenyu. Since his expertise lay in Jeet Kune Do and mixed martial arts, and his Tempest Kick was a secret technique, like the [Liberation] of the Go clan, which outsiders could not learn at all, and teaching it would be pointless. So he planned to teach Yukino Jeet Kune Do and mixed martial arts, and Tenyu kicking techniques.

But since this task exists, let's slightly adjust the training focus, abandon mixed martial arts, concentrate on Jeet Kune Do, and try our best to achieve a second-dan rating within a month to get the reward first.

Honestly, Yato rarely encounters missions with such generous rewards.

Since there are no penalties, there's no harm in giving it a try.

However, Yato wasn't entirely without confidence.

He had seen Yukino's stats, and although they were terrible, she was at level 3 in Aikido, which meant that she had already mastered the fighting technique and could apply it in actual combat.

“Aikido emphasizes practical combat and has no set routines, which is very compatible with the philosophy of Jeet Kune Do. With this foundation, reaching the second dan level shouldn't be a problem.”

Yato accepted the mission without hesitation.

Then, continue scrolling down.

"Wait... what is this mission?"

Yato paused in his action of getting water, his eyes narrowed, and his smile gradually became uncontrollable.

"Oh ho... I didn't even know something so interesting was happening? As expected of you, Jubei from Dragon Ball."

In his field of vision.

The title of a certain available task was glaringly blood-stained.

—【The Approaching Demon of Darkness】!

Chapter 22

Night has fallen; it's Saturday.

Akasaka, the oldest entertainment district in the area, welcomed its usual influx of customers.

It's like an island adrift on a sea of ​​money.

At the entrance of the [Great Universe] bar, a young man dressed in a striped shirt and casual pants appeared. Although he wore black-rimmed glasses and looked like a nerd, his broad shoulders, tall and slender figure, and distinctive face added to his charm.

Of course, there's another point: although his clothes look simple, they're actually not cheap. Beautiful women who frequent nightclubs love young, handsome, and rich men like him, who are far superior to gigolos who just rely on their looks to live off women.

After rejecting countless sensual invitations, Yato skillfully bypassed the booths and went to the bar, where he greeted the bartender.

"Oh, Himuro, you're here so early today."

This bartender also has a similarly tall and muscular physique, with tight, explosive, streamlined muscles that are easy to see even through his clothes. His deep bronze skin exudes masculinity, while his hair is white, in contrast.

The man called 'Hyōshiro' had actually noticed him earlier. He first handed the drink in his hand to a pretty lady, then turned back to wipe his hands and said, "Are you alone?"

"if not."

"I remember you had a girlfriend, didn't you?"

"We broke up a year ago, your information needs to be updated."

"Well, actually I already knew. I deliberately tried to provoke you, wanting to see your disappointed look, but it seems I failed." Himuro Ryo said, his expression breaking down.

"Is it really okay for someone who's your senior to hold such a grudge?"

Yato sat on the high stool and shook his head.

He met Himuro Ryo a year ago.

However, at that time, he had no good intentions; his goal was to find Himuro Ryo's master and become his apprentice.

He found the apprentice, but failed to become his disciple.

Ryo Himuro's master is a Jeet Kune Do expert with unfathomable skill.

Yato understood why the master was unwilling to take him on as a disciple. After all, he had no martial arts foundation at that time, could not see any special talent, and seemed to be only enthusiastic for a short time, which made people lose confidence in him.

But Yato persisted relentlessly, and eventually passed on a few moves.

It can be said that his current Jeet Kune Do skills were built on the foundation laid during that time.

Its role is undeniably significant.

Yato was grateful for this.

Although he hadn't formally become an apprentice, there was nothing wrong with calling Himuro Ryo "senior brother".

"My master has scolded me quite a bit for bringing you, this troublesome fellow, to him. Thanks to you, I was supposed to have graduated, but after you left, I suffered a lot more."

Himuro Ryo's lips twitched, as if recalling his miserable state back then.

"That's great, your strength has increased quite a bit."

Yato gave a soft hum.

Although he was a time traveler, he had never experienced being adopted and taught skills by a master before.

On the contrary, even when they approached him to ask to become his apprentice, he refused to accept them.

"It was alright. I recently participated in a Kengan match. I thought it would be a tough battle, but I found an opening and quickly defeated it. After the match, President Oya insisted on giving me a prize money so I could get some rest, which is why you were able to see me so early tonight."

Himuro Ryo shrugged, seemingly indifferent, but Yato could sense the elation in his bones. This was inevitable; no fighter would be unhappy about becoming stronger.

Money or anything else is secondary to strength; they may be there one second and disappear the next. But the process of becoming stronger will permeate a fighter's entire life.

"A Kengan match? How many matches have you fought so far?"

"This is the third match, including the last one. What? You're interested in this competition too? Actually, with your strength, you've long been qualified to participate in the Kengan competition, but you insist on staying in an underground fighting arena and fighting for some unknown small group. In my opinion, it would be better for you to continue being a rich young master than to do this."

Himuro Ryo frowned slightly, his seemingly impolite words carrying a hint of admonition.

“You don’t understand. Only when you’re in a small group can you experience the joy of gradually increasing difficulty and constantly overcoming obstacles, just like in a game.” Yato paused and then said, “But I don’t plan to do this anymore. Apart from Kengan and Rengoku, I can’t find anyone in any group circle who can fight me.”

"Oh?"

Himuro Ryo carefully examined the young man in front of him.

Although he himself is only in his early twenties, it is undoubtedly impossible for him to dominate the Japanese fighting world at the age of eighteen, except for the Kengan and Rengoku groups.

"So what are you planning to do? Join the Kengan Association or Purgatory? Or switch to playing professionally? Or do nothing and go back to being a rich kid?"

"How can I do nothing? I can't expect to stop my fists from itching just by training." Yato grinned, revealing a bright smile. "I plan to participate in the Kengan Tournament."

"Why not consider Purgatory? The Kengan Tournament is highly prestigious, but the entry requirements are also very high. It's the opposite of Purgatory, which focuses on scale and entertainment. If you go to Purgatory, you should be able to quickly become an A-rank fighter, right?"

Himuro raised an eyebrow.

I am not surprised by Yato's decision.

"Purgatory won't do; it's too chaotic and will easily attract trouble."

Yato shook his head slightly, his eyes flickering.

Although it is unknown whether Purgatory has been infiltrated by the mysterious organization that is said to have spanned thousands of years of history in the Celestial Empire—[Insect], even if it hasn't now, it will be sooner or later. Purgatory has expanded too much in order to catch up with the Fist of Justice, making it difficult to avoid infiltration.

At that time, I will inevitably be drawn into it and become their pawn in their attempt to erode the Kengan Association.

"So what are your plans? To fight in the name of your family?"

Himuro Ryo revealed a gloating smile.

"If you keep saying these mindless things, I'm going to dine and dash. I've been sitting here for ages, hurry up and get me a drink."

"It's rare to see a man who comes to a bar without drinking."

Despite saying that, Himuro still handed him a carefully prepared drink.

"In short, find a strong backer first, then participate in the competition as a proxy."

Yato, with a straw in his mouth, spoke in a somewhat indistinct manner.

"Want to come to [Yoshikuniya Bookstore]? I don't mind taking turns with you, after all, no one can guarantee they won't get injured."

Ryo Himuro extended an invitation.

"Thank you for your kindness, but I still plan to compete with others."

Yato refused.

"Am I just imagining things? I feel like you're subconsciously worried that you'll push me out of the picture."

Himuro Ryo said with a dark face.

"How could I possibly beat you? You need to have confidence in yourself, senior brother."

Yato, looking like he really couldn't do it, comforted him.

"...Tch, let's find a place to fight after I get off work? It seems like it's been a long time since we last sparred. I'll see how much you've improved, so you don't get caught off guard and get beaten half to death in your first boxing match."

Himuro Ryo felt inexplicably annoyed after hearing his words.

"Don't get so angry."

Yato shrugged, completely unaffected by his words.

I wanted to ask more questions about the Kengan match and the latest developments in the fighting world, but suddenly I heard a commotion and the sound of a bottle breaking.

Instinctively, I turned my head to look.

Chapter 23

bar.

A place brimming with adult romantic fantasy, a place that makes you feel all tingly and your adrenaline surge just by hearing about it, a place where you yearn to meet your soulmate 'accidentally' and then live a daily life like in a shoujo manga!

But today...

Hibiki Sakura's expectations were dashed.

She clenched her fists and glared at the frivolous man in front of her.

No matter what, she would never admit that this person was her wonderful 'encounter'!

"Are you kidding me? It's just a bottle of wine, and you're trying to extort 100,000 yen from us!"

Just now, Hibiki Sakura accidentally bumped into someone, causing the person to drop their drink and break it on the ground.

Despite Hibiki Sakura's sincere apology at the first opportunity, the other party refused to accept it and demanded full compensation.

Sakura Hibiki reluctantly asked about the price.

The other party replied, "100,000 yen."

And so the dispute arose.

"Hey, Xiang, why don't we just pay the money?"

The person quietly offering advice to Hibiki Sakura was Akemi, a good friend she had recently met at the gym and who was also from the same school as her.

With her long, jet-black hair, beautiful face, and a perfect figure that even models couldn't match, this stunning young woman was incredibly eye-catching. When she opened her mouth, the frivolous man's eyes practically glued to her.

A malicious smile crept across his lips.

"It doesn't matter if you don't pay me back, just come have a few drinks with me, we can become friends."

Who wants to be friends with someone like you!

Sakura Hibiki said angrily.

Then she received a response that made her even angrier.

"Oh, forget about you, I'm not interested in fat guys."

The frivolous man waved his hand dismissively.

"What...what did you say!?"