KOF: Rise of the King of Fighters

As Yan Yue relentlessly attacked Cai Baojian with her Wave Stream attacks, countless cross-shaped blades filled the sky, cracking the arena and leaving it in ruins. However, Cai Baojian still couldn't find an effective way to counter Yan Yue's attacks.

Whether in ranged or melee combat, he was at a disadvantage. He could dodge ranged attacks, but in melee, facing Yan Yue's Moonlight Saw, he could only retreat step by step, utterly powerless to retaliate. At this moment, Cai Baojian had fallen into despair; his brain seemed to have stopped thinking, and he was simply mechanically dodging Yan Yue's attacks.

Time ticked by, and five minutes passed quickly. Without hesitation, the referee declared Cai Baojian the loser of the match.

The audience reacted differently to the result. Some thought Yan Yue's fighting style was despicable and shameless, while others couldn't help but laugh and thought it was an interesting match.

Regardless, this match was undoubtedly a painful ordeal for Cai Baojian. Many people began to sympathize with this former "killer," sensing his helplessness and despair during the match.

"This guy named Blade... he's just too inhuman!"

"Exactly! How could anyone use such a despicable and shameless tactic? Look, he even made Cai Baojian cry..."

"Wow, I was really tormented to tears!"

"But speaking of which, Blade's stamina is really impressive; he can actually keep using long-range attacks for so long..."

"Sigh, soldiers are all like this, they'll do anything to win..."

Yan Yue stood on the stage, vaguely sensing the whispers of the people around him, and felt a wave of exasperation wash over him. He truly only knew these two moves.

Forget it, whatever they say, I didn't actually hurt anyone anyway. Besides, what does what Ren did have to do with me, Yan Yue? Thinking this, Yan Yue stopped paying attention to the gossip. He felt instantly relieved.

Just then, a massive figure suddenly leaped onto the arena, landing heavily on the ground with a deafening roar. In that instant, the entire arena trembled, as if a small earthquake had occurred.

At this moment, Yan Yue keenly noticed the fierce look in Da Pang's eyes, and couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart.

"We can't fight anymore, or we'll give ourselves away." Ralph, the team captain, reminded Yan Yue via communicator from below the stage.

"clear."

Without hesitation, Yan Yue quickly jumped off the ring, and then Ralph stepped forward to take her place.

Yan Yue knew very well that Ralph was a ruthless man who could dismantle tanks with his bare hands, and there was no suspense in his fight against this fat man named Chen Guohan.

With both players in position and firmly planted, the second game is about to begin. This game will feature Ralf against Tran Kok Han.

Chan Kwok-Han. Like Choi Po-Gian, he also desperately wanted to become a villain. Tall and obese, with a bald head and a full beard, he was a fearsome figure. His brute strength was extraordinary; even when imprisoned, he could easily break down the door. To restrict his movement, the prison guards put heavy shackles on him and strapped a large chain to his body. However, these restraints were useless to him; instead, they became weapons in his hands.

Coincidentally, like Cai Baojian, Chen Guohan was captured by the youngest master, Kim Kap-bum, and had no choice but to obediently follow his teachings and undergo reform. Therefore, the South Korean team was actually a team composed of convicts.

Ralph stretched his limbs, his gaze fixed firmly on Chen Guohan. With the referee's signal, the fight officially began.

Chen Guohan launched the first attack, swinging his iron ball at Ralph. Ralph neither dodged nor evaded, but instead punched the ball directly.

With a loud "thud!", Chen Guohan was knocked back by the punch, and the hammer hit him in the abdomen.

"Wow—" The audience gasped in surprise at Ralph's powerful punch, a stark contrast to the earlier, lewd blade.

Chen Guohan staggered back in pain, amazed by Ralph's strength. But he didn't back down; he immediately adjusted his stance and launched another attack. This time, he swept the iron ball horizontally, attempting to knock Ralph down.

Ralph leaped up, dodging the attack, and simultaneously kicked Chen Guohan in the head. Chen Guohan raised his hand to block, but was still knocked back several steps by the powerful force.

The duo's moves were simple and brutal, each punch landing with tremendous force and destructive power. The scene was incredibly intense, leaving the audience breathless with excitement.

However, Chen Guohan's strength was still too weak. Despite his great strength, he couldn't withstand Ralph's devastating punches. In the end, Ralph seized upon Chen Guohan's weakness and unleashed a barrage of high-frequency punches.

Super Special Move: Super Machine Gun Fist!

Ralph took a deep breath, crouched slightly, and then began to swing his arms back and forth at an extremely fast speed, like a high-speed machine. Each punch carried a powerful gust of air, whistling towards Chen Guohan.

"Thump thump thump..."

Fists rained down on Chen Guohan, making thuds as they struck. Chen Guohan tried to fight back, but Ralph's attacks were too fierce for him to withstand.

The audience watched with wide eyes, fully enjoying the visual feast. Ralph's attacks formed a dense barrage of punches, firing like machine gun shells.

"Ugh—!"

Finally, Ralph used all his strength to throw a powerful punch forward.

"boom!"

Chen Guohan was sent flying. He crashed into the wall outside the competition area, instantly causing cracks to appear in the wall.

As Chen Guohan flew out of the ring and collapsed to the ground, the referee declared Ralph the winner. The audience erupted in enthusiastic cheers, applauding the powerful fighter. Ralph, slightly out of breath, wore a satisfied smile.

Meanwhile, Jin Guanzhang, facing him, covered his face with a helpless expression and shook his head repeatedly, sighing inwardly: "Alas! How could my two disciples be so weak? They truly disappoint me as their master!"

He looked at his two disheveled and dejected disciples with a heavy gaze, and said to them earnestly, "It seems that you haven't been training enough. Your strength hasn't improved at all. This won't do! When you go back, I'll have to devise a plan for you to train even harder."

After saying that, Kim Kaphwan strode confidently into the ring, ready to engage in a fierce duel with Clark of the Ikari Warriors.

Upon hearing their master's words, Cai Baojian and Chen Guohan were struck dumb, their eyes widening and becoming vacant, as if they had lost their souls. They stood frozen in place.

They stopped thinking.

In the third game, Clark faced off against Kim Kaphwan.

Kim Kaphwan nimbly dodged Clark's attacks, kicking him repeatedly while Clark defended with his arms.

Suddenly, Clark lunged forward, trying to grab Kim Kaphwan. Kim Kaphwan dodged to the side and then kicked Clark in the waist.

Clark stumbled back a few steps in pain, but immediately launched another attack. He reached out to grab Kim Kaphwan's leg, but Kim Kaphwan dodged with a backflip, braced himself with his hands, and kicked Clark in the head with both feet at the same time.

Clark ducked to avoid it, then immediately locked Kim Kaphwan's neck with his arm. Kim Kaphwan struggled fiercely, but could not break free from Clark's grip.

Clark then picked up Kim Kaphwan, preparing to launch an attack.

But at that moment, Kim Kaphwan kicked his feet upwards.

【Flying Swallow Slash】!

He kicked Clark in the stomach, knocking him back several steps, and Kim Kaphwan took the opportunity to break free of his restraints.

After regaining his footing, Clark's eyes gleamed with fighting spirit. He knew this battle had only just begun...

Super Special Move: Phoenix Kick!

Super Special Move: Ultimate Argentine Attack!

……

The sky was already dark, and the first round of the preliminary rounds of the tournament had ended. The teams that advanced to the semifinals were: Japan, the Hungry Wolf team, the American Athletes team, and the Ikari team.

As the large ship slowly sailed into international waters, the sea breeze and waves grew stronger, and the outdoor competition venue gradually moved indoors. The host announced that the next round of competition would take place tomorrow.

Because the indoor competition venue was relatively small, most of the spectators could no longer watch the game directly and were moved by the staff to a separate room to rest, where they could only watch the game through an indoor screen.

During this time, Haderen led a small squad of soldiers, slowly approaching from underwater and secretly boarding the ship disguised as tourists.

……

night.

By this time, Yan Yue had already shed his disguise and changed into tourist attire. He sneaked out of the fighters' lounge and wandered around the public hall as if nothing had happened. While pretending to stroll around, he carefully sensed his surroundings.

After a while, Yan Yue lowered her voice and used the communicator to report what she had observed to Hadilon and the others.

"Sir, aside from the areas where tourists gather, the rest of the area is heavily guarded. I don't think this ship is an ordinary cruise ship at all. Furthermore, I discovered the control room is located at the edge of this floor, and there are bombs planted in this area as well."

Heidern, hidden in the shadows, listened to Yan Yue's report, pondered for a moment, and then replied, "Understood, Blade. Tomorrow I will arrange for people to take care of the people in the monitoring room. You need to find suspicious locations as soon as possible; we must find a way to ensure the safety of civilians."

“Understood, I will do my best,” Yan Yue replied.

Afterwards, Yan Yue went to a bar, ordered a drink, and found a corner seat. He silently activated his [Perception Domain], hoping to glean some useful clues.