Slash the Scarlet Eyes: Start with a Starburst Air Stream Slash Chapter 097

Citizen Martial Arts Tournament, Day 3.

Guard Post.

The re-examination began.

The morning mist had not yet dispersed, but one hundred and forty-six contestants had already gathered at the post.

In front of them was a group of fully armed guards, holding shields in their left hands and short clubs in their right.

In the center of the post.

Gray Zheng Tian, wearing black sunglasses, pulled away the black cloth beside him, revealing a small mountain of special white powder. The guard members all inserted their short clubs into the pile of white powder.

“The re-examination is very simple:

One, those who are hit by a short club six times are eliminated.

Two, those who seize a guard’s weapon are directly promoted.

Three, contestants are forbidden to use weapons.”

Outside the post, the onlookers exploded in discussion.

“Damn, this is for real! I thought they were just messing with an old man like me.”

Old Man Zhang, who was undefeated in the southern city, said sheepishly, glad he hadn’t been stubborn.

As for Lin Yu and the other three, it was just a formality.

Inside the post, Gray Zheng Tian held a short club covered in white powder and grinned:

“It’s still not too late to withdraw now, the clubs won’t have eyes later.”

The contestants’ expressions varied.

“Big brother, does your club hurt when it hits people?”

A tall, thin man weakly raised his hand.

Guard: “Don’t worry, it doesn’t hurt—just kidding!”

After saying that, he swung a club with a “thwack,” and a white mark immediately appeared on the tall, thin man’s butt.

“Ow! That doesn’t count.”

He jumped up, covering his butt, but the pain quickly disappeared.

The battle officially began!

Some people used the “Qin King” tactic, circling the arena frantically.

The guards chased, panting: “You… you stop right there!”

“Only a fool would stop! Na-na-na-na-na~” The contestant ran while making a face.

On the other side, the Minotaur Karbiel just roared and charged directly at the guards.

He didn’t react even when hit by clubs; he just went for a direct grab.

Lin Yu rubbed his forehead and shook his head. Among these contestants, this one was the most formidable, but unfortunately, he wasn’t human.

Suddenly, a flexible figure darted out—it was the flat-bottomed pan female chef.

She slid under a guard’s crotch, then reached back and grabbed: “Give it to me!”

The club instantly changed hands.

The guard was stunned: “Where’s my club???”

The female chef bowed slightly. If she could use weapons, it would have been a matter of one hit with a flat-bottomed pan.

…

Finally, when Lan blew the final whistle.

“Congratulations to these thirty-two contestants. You have all qualified for the competition and will come to the Central Duel Arena tomorrow at ten o’clock for the final match.”

As Lan finished her announcement, the surrounding onlookers also went home.

“Phew~, it’s finally over, I’m exhausted.”

Lin Yu let out a sigh of relief. Although he hadn’t done anything, he was still tired.

“But you didn’t do anything.”

Black Eyes picked up a water glass and drank, glancing at Lin Yu.

Her candies were all gone, leaving only this clear cup of repeatedly brewed sugar water.

“I’m mentally exhausted, okay?”

Lin Yu lay his face on the table, listless.

“Haha, everyone worked hard. I’ll treat everyone to dinner tonight.” Lan walked over, holding the contestant list.

“No, I want to eat what Lin Yu makes.”

Black Eyes immediately protested.

“I agree too.”

Will raised his hand. What restaurant could be as delicious as what Lin Yu made?

“This…”

Lan tilted her head and smiled awkwardly at Lin Yu.

“It’s possible, but…” Lin Yu lowered his voice and mumbled something.

“This… isn’t that good, your words are a bit bullying.”

“It’s okay, pressure creates motivation.”

Lin Yu held Lan’s hand and quietly added some dark horse names to the personnel list, including himself.

“You’re right, pressure creates motivation, and the competition should indeed be more exciting.”

Lan didn’t care about Lin Yu’s shady dealings. When it came to strength, any one of their Hunters could completely defeat these contestants. More importantly, they wanted to satisfy General Esdeath.

After finishing their business, the four also had to return to the palace. Lin Yu also called for Little Gray:

“Acquire all those colorful potions that appear on the black market. Then send people to research the potions and separate the poisonous from the non-poisonous. If there’s not enough money, feel free to use my private stash.”

After saying these words, he followed Lan and the others back to the palace, with a satchel on his back containing his favorite clothes from back then…

Inside the palace.

Dining room.

“Minister, why does General Esdeath want to fall in love?”

The little emperor, dressed in casual clothes, interrupted the minister who was about to eat a whole cake in one bite.

“People, when they reach a certain age, they develop aspirations for the opposite sex. Like General Norken, he always brings ten lovers with him to the battlefield.”

The minister said, biting into the cake.

“I see, so she’s looking for an opponent?”

The little emperor lowered his head in thought.

“Because she is a proud person, she will not accept anyone who does not meet her requirements.”

The minister tore off a large piece of cake.

“Hmm… but such a man doesn’t exist, does he?”

“Indeed, a general-level target is very difficult…”

“The first condition already excludes most humans.”

…

Imperial Central Duel Arena.

Esdeath rested her chin on one hand, her icy blue eyelashes half-closed, her fingertips tapping an impatient rhythm on the railing of the viewing platform.

“Captain, what do you think of those people?”

Lan stood beside her, hands clasped low, and smiled.

“Like dulled swords clashing against each other.” She yawned. “Also, why is Lin Yu also participating in the competition? Is he planning to add some fun to this boring match?”

Oh—!!!

A sudden gasp erupted in the center of the arena.

Will paused for two seconds before raising the microphone: “The winner is the East! Lin Yu, the man of the dragon.”

By the way, Lin Yu’s clothes are so strange? Why are people printed on them?

Lin Yu looked at the scattered flat-bottomed pans on the ground and shook his head awkwardly. Did she bring all the cooking utensils from home?

After helping up the defeated female chef, he walked off the stage. This time, he was going to defeat Tatsumi fair and square.

“Next group!”

Will wiped his sweat and shouted: “East, Karbiel, Ninth Dan of the Fist King Temple!”

“West, Blacksmith Tatsumi!”

Leone in the audience nudged Lubbock with her elbow:

“It looks like Lin Yu is the champion this time. This kid really knows how to play. No wonder he dared to offer 100, 000 gold coins; it turns out he planned to participate himself.”

“I don’t think so. There are so many people, and if Lin Yu doesn’t use his abilities, he might not be able to beat Tatsumi.”

Lubbock was confident. He knew about Tatsumi’s hard training. As for Lin Yu, he was a couch potato every day, and his most strenuous training was just flipping over to sunbathe.

Inside the duel arena.

The Minotaur Karbiel was showing off his granite-like muscles:

“Kid, my Exploding Iron Fist can punch through city walls! You’re just a shorty, this bounty is mine!”

This uncle had an arrogant attitude, but he certainly had strength.

Will sighed beside him.

Tatsumi quietly adjusted his breathing. Compared to the oppressive feeling of the Three Beasts, this guy was nothing to worry about.

“Start!”

Karbiel charged like an enraged bull, his fists tearing through the air with a booming sound.

Even without Incursio, he’s no match for me!

Tatsumi leaped lightly, his boot soles scraping against the opponent’s fist wind as he flipped into mid-air.

As he descended, he twisted his body, his right leg striking Karbiel’s shoulder like a battle-axe.

“Bang!” The arena floor exploded into a crater.

Before the audience could react, Tatsumi had already landed and rolled.

Karbiel was furious, his fists turning into afterimages: “Die! Die!”

But Tatsumi seemed to anticipate every attack, weaving through the rain of fists.

Suddenly, he crouched down and lunged forward, landing an uppercut on the opponent’s abdomen. While Karbiel was bent over, he swept his leg to knock him down, and the final spinning kick to his chin produced a crisp sound of cracking bone.

Karbiel fell to the ground.

The entire arena was silent.

Will’s mouth hung open:

“The… the winner is Tatsumi!”

But Tatsumi’s gaze fell on Lin Yu below the stage. Lin Yu smiled and waved back.

Lin Yu (Tatsumi): It’s time to show my true strength…