300: Chapter 297 Infernal Affairs

"Saito-kun, I... I am ashamed, I've let everyone down! Now... the honor of the Kyokushin-ryū can only be left for you to protect!"

"Saito-kun! Although I've been defeated, I successfully exhausted Li-kun's stamina. Quick! Don't waste the opportunity I created for you!"

As he spoke, Fujino-kun, who had been pumping his fist and cheering just a second ago, tilted his head and 'fainted'.

Seeing this, the staff didn't linger and carried Fujino inside.

"Saito-kun, it's your turn!"

"That's right, Saito-kun, you're not scared, are you?"

Several companions shot him fierce glares like wolf cubs, with excitement hidden deep in their eyes.

Lunatics!

Lunatics!

Saito gritted his teeth, but his face was full of smiles.

"In the end, it's up to me to defeat Li-kun. Don't worry, I'll challenge him right now. However, Li-kun is still very powerful; you all should be prepared. In case I am unfortunately defeated... then it can only be... right, Watanabe-kun, your loyalty to the Kyokushin-ryū is also unquestionable. You're next, get ready!"

With that, Saito ignored Watanabe-kun, whose face had instantly turned pale, and walked toward the tunnel as if heroically going to his death.

Meanwhile, the surrounding fighters of various disciplines were dumbfounded.

The Huaxia Martial Masters were also bewildered, thinking, "Are you guys playing a game of hot potato here?"

Previously, everyone thought that since Master Li was so strong, taking care of the Japanese Faction would be simple, but how to challenge them was the question.

Now, it turned out there was no need to worry; they were lining up one by one to deliver themselves.

Smack!

One second!

The man was down.

Looking at another opponent who went down in a second, Li Changsheng looked at his fist suspiciously.

"Could it be that I've unknowingly broken through the threshold of Huajin?"

While he was feeling suspicious, the countdown ended, and the medical staff began their examination.

"There's no injury, not a single scratch! Contestant Watanabe, you are maliciously faking this match. We've reviewed the footage; Contestant Li didn't even touch you just now!"

"Huh? He didn't touch me? But I felt a lot of pain."

Watanabe was a bit dazed and quickly opened his eyes. He had indeed felt a bone-chilling pain just now, which was why he performed the fake fall and faint.

Hearing this, Li Changsheng was also speechless. He really hadn't touched the opponent; it was just the wind from his fist passing by.

"Contestant Watanabe, you chose the challenge. According to the rules, you must continue the match, and you cannot continue such a clumsy performance!"

The host scolded him, his face turning livid.

Just a moment ago, he had heard Mr. Merk praising him through the earpiece for arranging the challengers so quickly, only for such clumsy acting to appear the next second.

They were truly treating everyone like fools.

At this moment, Fujino-kun, who had 'woken up' backstage, looked at the screen with disdain.

Trash, can't even act.

Thinking of this, he recalled his own exquisite acting just now.

He was even pondering that since he definitely couldn't continue fighting Karate in the future, with his talent, maybe he could go to Hollywood to develop a career.

Because the performance was too clumsy, Watanabe had to continue fighting.

This time, although he was still acting, perhaps because he had acted too quickly before, his reaction was a bit slower this time.

As a result of being a bit slower, he was sent straight away.

Looking at Watanabe-kun covered with a white cloth, the group of black belt experts all turned pale.

It seemed this Li-kun was becoming more and more ferocious as he fought.

"A bunch of idiots, trying to use a wheel war. This time they have ten black belt experts participating in this arena battle, but I don't think it's enough for Brother Li to fight alone."

Seeing this scene, Zhang Zhao couldn't help but shake his head and sneer.

A wheel war is indeed a strategy, but the prerequisite is that you have to put some pressure on the opponent.

Without any pressure, they were instead nourishing Li Changsheng's momentum. Match after match, Li Changsheng's Aura on stage was almost piercing through the clouds.

"For the honor of Kyokushin-ryū, Matsumoto-kun, it is your duty!"

"No! For the sake of honor, it's better for Ito-kun to go; you are stronger than me!"

"Takahashi, right, Takahashi-kun defeated me in a spar a few days ago. Takahashi-kun, it's your turn."

Several Japanese black belt experts all looked toward the other strongest among them, Takahashi-kun.

"I... I..."

Takahashi-kun's face was livid. These bastards.

He looked at everyone, recalling the previous Watanabe-kun, as well as Fujino and Saito, and his whole body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"Takahashi-kun... you're not scared, are you?"

"Yeah! Takahashi-kun? Cowards will receive severe punishment."

These once-familiar companions now appeared to Takahashi like a pack of demons.

Click!

While Takahashi was hesitating, a companion next to him snatched his tablet and pressed the challenge button.

Li vs. Takahashi!

"Suzuki, you!"

"Fine! I'll go, but don't you think you're getting away next, Suzuki!"

Takahashi gritted his teeth and stood up heroically, walking toward the tunnel.

Three minutes later, two staff members very familiarly paused for a moment by the Kyokushin-ryū group.

Looking at Takahashi, who was already covered with a white cloth, the Kyokushin-ryū crowd fell into silence once again.

"Suzuki, it's your turn!"

Seeing this, a black belt expert soon began to gloat.

"That's right, Suzuki-kun, you were the one instigating just now. Now it's your turn."

Listening to his companions' gloating expressions, Suzuki looked around with a very calm expression.

He then unbuttoned his collar with great composure, revealing his upper body, which was covered in bandages around his chest and abdomen.

"Regrettably, although I really want to take the stage, I was injured during practice a few days ago. So, you guys should be the ones to defend our honor."

Saying this, Suzuki let out a light sigh.

In an instant, all the black belt experts were stunned.

Cunning!

Too cunning!

Thinking carefully, hadn't this Suzuki been egging them on from behind the whole time? It wasn't obvious at first, but just now he didn't even bother to hide it.

At this moment, they finally understood why.

"Suzuki-kun, so what if you're injured? To defend the honor of Kyokushin-ryū, you can still fight with this little injury!"

"Right! Suzuki-kun, you can't back down like this."

Upon hearing this, Suzuki gave a faint smile, shook his head, and spread his hands helplessly, saying, "Sorry, the honor of Kyokushin-ryū has nothing to do with me. You've forgotten, I am also a Taekwondo expert."

"I now officially announce that I am a proud Taekwondo expert, and I am willing to give my life to defend Taekwondo!"

In an instant, the Karate experts felt as if they had been struck by lightning. They looked at the people from Lanwei Country not far away and found them watching with mocking expressions.

A handsome man who had clearly undergone plastic surgery slowly stood up. He didn't dare get too close and smiled, "Not bad, Suzuki-kun is our good friend."

"Suzuki-kun, come over here. They probably don't welcome you anymore."

"Haha, Chairman Park, you're right. They really are a bunch of clowns."

Suzuki-kun went over to the Taekwondo area quite shamelessly. Seeing this, how could the Karate experts not know they had been played by the Taekwondo guys?

The farce here left the surrounding people dumbfounded. Are they playing Infernal Affairs here?

"Suzuki! Why? You are one of us from the Japanese Faction; why did you betray us?" a black belt expert questioned, fuming with rage.

"Why? For profit, of course. Chairman Park promised me benefits I couldn't refuse, while you only care about so-called bullshit honor, with no practical benefits at all."

Saying this, Suzuki spat on the ground with a look of utter disdain.

"Indeed, our Taekwondo welcomes men of vision like Suzuki-kun," Chairman Park said with a smile, stepping forward.

"Baka!"

"Stop! According to the rules, you can't use force privately here. If you want to fight, go fight Li-kun!" Chairman Park said mockingly, his sarcasm evident.

"Bastards, you Lanwei people are too hateful! You have no sportsmanship at all. You are desecrating honor, jealous that our Karate's market share has always suppressed yours."

At this moment, the black belt experts finally figured out the cause and effect.

Given the nature of the Lanwei people, it was likely that damned desire to win—not just a normal desire, but one that resorted to any means necessary, a desire to be number one in every aspect.

"Without evidence, you cannot slander our Taekwondo. Our Taekwondo is sacred and inviolable," Chairman Park said, straightening his collar with a righteous air.

Hearing this, several black belt experts gritted their teeth.

Just then, a voice rang out from among the black belt experts.

"Since you want to compete for first place, why don't you challenge Li-kun now, Chairman Park? Given your sixth-place ranking, if you can defeat Li-kun—who has already beaten Odoba, Nakata Saburo, and Azure Dragon—your ranking would surely jump into the top two, or even first place!"

A short, young black belt expert spoke up with disdain.

This person was named Honekawa, with a somewhat sharp-featured, rat-like appearance. His mouth was always curled up, giving the impression of someone ill-intentioned and as cunning as a fox.

"Hmph! I do intend to challenge Li-kun. I should thank you for making it easier for me to defeat him!" Chairman Park nodded along.

He was indeed thinking of challenging Li Changsheng. In his view, Li Changsheng had fought several matches in a row; even if the later ones were instant kills, adding the earlier match with Odoba, his stamina must be heavily depleted.

Having watched Li Changsheng's habitual Moves in many matches, he felt his chances of winning were very high.

"Heh, Chairman Park, forget it. Li-kun is very strong; he's not someone your trash Taekwondo can defeat!"

Honekawa sneered.

"An opponent as powerful as Li-kun can only be handled by our Kyokushin-ryū. Goda-kun, Noby-kun, get ready. We must keep this honor within our Kyokushin-ryū!"

"Alright! Honekawa-kun!"

Goda and Noby, whose names were called, punched the air with great solemnity.

Goda, in particular, was someone with an exaggerated physique, covered in bulging muscles. He might not be as skilled in Moves as the previous black belt experts, but his size was quite intimidating—thick-backed and broad-shouldered.

In fact, the rankings of the black belt experts sitting here were not high.

Aside from the traitor Suzuki, the strongest was Goda, ranked 120th, followed by Honekawa and Noby, ranked 150th and 250th respectively.

Basically, the elites were all gone, but the momentum of this group's shouting was still quite strong.

However, just as several of them were making a show of preparing to challenge Li-kun in turn, Bang!

The latest match information appeared on the screen: Park Jeong-gyeong VS Li!

Chairman Park took off his national flag cape, revealing his martial arts uniform. His exposed muscles were full and firm as he glanced contemptuously at Honekawa and the others.

"Li-kun is mine!"

He had intended to strike at this time anyway, which was also why he had let Suzuki expose himself.

Now that Li Changsheng had finished five matches, the bounty would be a huge profit, and his ranking could skyrocket. Plus, the previous top experts were either dead or crippled. As for the guy ranked first...

Thinking of this, Chairman Park glanced at the area in the last row, not far from Azure Dragon.

That area belonged to the Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu section, and next to it was Krav Maga. The person Chairman Park was looking at happened to be sitting right between these two areas.

A middle-aged man in a half-asleep state, constantly yawning, but strangely... this person was Asian.