Three days have passed in the world of Baki.
After Guo Haihuang personally gave the order, the martial arts champions from various provinces arrived at Bailin Temple one after another.
These arrogant and unruly sea kings were initially quite cocky, believing that this assessment was completely unnecessary.
However, when they actually took the stage, they found themselves to be ridiculously weak.
"Dragon King Fist against the Sea King? Not up to par!" On the huge arena, Zhang Bairen delivered a powerful punch, sending the giant Sea King flying.
"Sun Haiwang, the master of the art of boxing, is unqualified!" Fighting God Liu Haiwang sent Sun Haiwang, who was wearing a gold ring, flying head-on.
"Yang Haiwang, the Vajra Fist, is unqualified!" Zhang Bairen did not stop, and still broke through Yang Haiwang's invincible defense with only the Bengquan (Crushing Fist).
"Chen Haiwang of the Three-in-One Fist, unqualified!" Liu Haiwang, with a gloomy face, also defeated Chen Haiwang, who had just entered the arena, in two moves.
"Mao Haiwang, who was originally not supposed to participate in the match, is unqualified!" Zhang Bairen also sent Mao Haiwang flying.
"Li Haiwang, the master of Yaoyingquan, barely passes." Liu Haiwang's tone softened slightly.
This is the only qualified one among the six Sea Kings, although he is only barely qualified.
Because Li Haiwang's ruthless methods have a kill-on-first-sight effect, this is why Li Haiwang has reached the passing grade for a "sea king".
Outside the arena, Guo Haihuang, who was watching the fight, had a gloomy and unpleasant expression.
He exuded an overwhelming and terrifying killing intent.
Behind Guo Haihuang, three provincial martial arts representatives were unconsciously trembling.
"The three from the Martial Arts Province, extend your dominant hand!" Guo Haihuang commanded coldly.
The three martial arts provincial representatives broke out in a cold sweat instantly.
Under Guo Haihuang's terrifying killing intent, their physical instincts urged them to escape as quickly as possible.
However, behind Guo Haihuang are not only underground boxing masters like Long Shuwen, but also several veteran sea kings with real strength.
Before the three martial arts provincial representatives could even set off to escape, they were already surrounded by the crowd.
"Guo...Guo Haihuang...."
Among the three representatives, there was a bald old man who wanted to say something.
"Are you all deaf? I'll let you use your dominant hand!" At this moment, Guo Haihuang had already crushed the armrest of his wheelchair.
The three looked at each other, then tremblingly extended their hands.
Guo Haihuang slowly stood up and came to the three people.
"Oh ho ho ho, how rare! Your dominant hands are actually like a woman's palms, with delicate skin, tender flesh, white and smooth." Guo Haihuang's voice was filled with barely suppressed anger.
"Ha...ha..." The three martial arts provincial representatives began to breathe rapidly and nervously, as if their necks had been grabbed.
"Fold them up!" Guo Haihuang continued to command.
The three of them were pale and clasped their hands together.
Whoosh!
An iron needle pierced through the palms of the three men, and before they could even scream, Guo Haihuang's hand blade severed their wrists.
*Snap*
The hand hit the ground, blood splattered everywhere, and the three people collapsed to the ground screaming in agony.
The underground boxers surrounding the three men let out a disdainful sneer.
With such strength and ability, it's unbelievable that he could become a provincial representative for martial arts.
No wonder, no wonder the reputation of Chinese martial arts has fallen to this state!
"You still have the nerve to scream in agony! The culprit behind this disgraceful state is none other than you martial arts provinces!"
"Now, anyone who continues to speak will be silenced forever!" Guo Haihuang's murderous aura not only shocked the martial arts provincial representative with the broken hand, but even the underground boxing fighter who had been sneering instantly fell silent.
"Fan Haiwang, you're not qualified!" There was still no one qualified on Zhang Bairen's stage.
"Dragon, you guys get ready to go on stage."
"In my opinion, none of the current candidates for the Sea King position are qualified!" Guo Haihuang said.
"Alright." Long Shuwen put his hands in his pockets and walked towards Zhang Bairen's arena.
After Long Shuwen took the stage, a smile appeared on Guo Haihuang's lips.
A battle where you can make your friend lose must be really interesting.
On the arena, Zhang Bairen looked at Long Shuwen, who was dressed in white, and asked casually, "With your strength, there's no need for you to come to the arena to prove anything, right?"
"Ah, there's really no need."
However, it was Guo Haihuang's decision after all.
"Besides, I'm also very interested in your strength," Long Shuwen replied kindly.
"Alright, make your move. Let me see just how powerful Guo Haihuang's close friend, the undefeated Long Shuwen, really is." Zhang Bairen's attitude changed from casual to serious.
Knowing the plot, Zhang Bairen was well aware of Long Shuwen's true strength.
It can break through Oliva's defenses and withstand multiple attacks from Oliva.
Speed, damage, defense, recovery, willpower, techniques—all are impeccable.
His only weakness is his mindset.
A person who has never been defeated in their life is naturally extremely proud.
Zhang Bairen prepared to temper his arrogance beforehand, so that he wouldn't explode at the slightest provocation.
"Brother Sihai, what do you think of this battle?"
"As your disciple, can Long defeat his opponent?" Guo Haihuang asked with a smile.
"I heard that the little guy on the stage was the one who brought up this assessment."
Moreover, you've been hiding some things.
"I'm sure you know the final result of the competition." Wen Sihai, who was also sitting in a chair, completely ignored Guo Haihuang's question.
Wen Sihai, Long Shuwen's boxing teacher, was once a master of martial arts. Now over eighty years old, his strength is unknown, and he may not be as strong as Long Shuwen in his prime.
This former Sea King was truly powerful, and was one of the experts invited by Guo Haihuang.
Characters like Liu Haiwang, Wen Sihai, and Dorian, all older generation "sea kings," were true masters back in the day.
Instead of the attention-seeking people of today.
After all, there's an unwritten rule in the Baki manga—the older, the stronger!
The Martial God Yu Di Du Bu, the Martial Saint She Chuan Gang Qi, Guo Haihuang, Miyamoto Musashi, and Pike are all examples of characters who get stronger with age.
Long Shuwen, dressed in white, kept his hands in his pockets the entire time, without striking any pose.
Zhang Bairen walked up to Long Shuwen and said, "Make your move. This distance should be very advantageous for you."
"Oh? Do you think of me as one of those third-rate characters?" Long Shuwen's tone turned somewhat cold.
"In my opinion, you're the one who's treating me like a third-rate character!" Zhang Bairen's gaze fell on Long Shuwen's hands.
"I see, that's what you think." After saying that, Long Shuwen made his move with lightning speed.
Whoosh!
The short, sharp sound of air being cut made his palm blur into a blur. Zhang Bairen relaxed his whole body and used a technique to neutralize the force.
Snap!
Long Shuwen withdrew his palm and put it back in his pocket, feeling as if his attack had hit thin air.
On the stage, Zhang Bairen's body began to rotate to dissipate the force.
After finishing his spin, Zhang Bairen walked towards Long Shuwen again.
"Keep attacking! This time, I'll show you the physical defense techniques I've mastered!" Zhang Bairen said, taking off his training robe.
Upon hearing this, a hint of anger appeared on Long Shuwen's face.
This didactic tone and arrogant behavior infuriated Long Shuwen.
"call!"
An invisible arrow of energy shot out from Long Shuwen's mouth, rapidly approaching Zhang Bairen's eyes.
With a loud shout, Zhang Bairen dispersed Long Shuwen's energy arrow attack, then clenched his fists and unleashed his perfect muscles.
Zhang Bairen, now a muscular man, took all of Long Shuwen's attacks head-on.
Stomping on toes, gouging eyes, kicking groins, stabbing the philtrum, slapping eardrums—all sorts of forbidden moves were used by Long Shuwen with ease.
These insidious methods left Zhang Bairen deeply moved.
As expected of an underground boxing fighter, the moves he uses are indeed unrestrained, insidious, and vicious.
"Are you done playing?"
"Now, I'm going to retaliate!" Zhang Bairen unleashed a palm strike, a palm version of the Iron-Cutting Sword Technique.
Long Shuwen dodged and was unharmed.
Then, they continued to attack quickly, launching a series of fierce offensives.
Zhang Bairen inhaled and gathered his strength, then suddenly stomped his foot on the ground.
Boom!!
The violent tremors disrupted Long Shuwen's attack rhythm.
Zhang Bairen reached out and grabbed Long Shuwen's thick wrist.
"After I catch you, will you be able to escape successfully?" Zhang Bairen asked.
Long Shuwen remained silent and continued his relentless attack.
Below the arena, Wen Sihai shook his head slightly, then said with emotion, "No wonder you asked me about the results of the match."
It turns out this young man's skill level has reached that of you and me.
"Brother Sihai, it's not that simple."
"Zhang Bairen's strength has surpassed yours and mine!" Guo Haihuang replied with a complicated tone.
"What!?"
"How is this possible!?"
Besides Wen Sihai, another white-haired old man answered.
He is the biological father of Yao Yingquan Li Haiwang, and also the previous generation's Haiwang.
In terms of fighting ability alone, he is only slightly stronger than his son, and even inferior to Liu Haiwang, the God of War of Bailin Temple.
However, his ruthlessness combined with his experience is enough for him to instantly kill most of the world's top fighters.
Sometimes, they use poison; that's really impressive.
Of course, in Yujiro's view, it's just poison, why not just eat it?
You should eat what is nutritious, and you should also eat what is not nutritious; you should also eat what is poisonous, and you should also eat what is not poisonous. Only in this way can you be considered healthy!
On the stage, Zhang Bairen, in his muscular state, ignored Long Shuwen's relentless attacks.
"The assessment ends here. You have passed." After saying that, Zhang Bairen instantly threw three punches at Long Shuwen's face.
The attack on three vital acupoints—the space between the eyebrows, the philtrum, and the Chengjiang acupoint—caused Long Shuwen to lose consciousness.
"Long Shuwen, you've passed!" Zhang Bairen pulled Long Shuwen and helped him off the stage.
After a day of competition, all the domestic players have been selected.
Guo Haihuang, Liu Haiwang, Zhang Bairen, Wen Sihai, Long Shuwen, Lie Haiwang, Li Haiwang and his son, and two top underground boxing masters.
Adding the foreign sea kings Samwan, Dorian, and Saku, as well as Yujiro Hanma, Baki Hanma, and Ari II, makes a total of sixteen people.
The number of participants remains at sixteen.
However, the quality of the contestants has been completely replaced.
The current contestants are more than capable of crushing all the previous losers.
After the pre-competition assessment, all the defeated Aquamen were stripped of their Aquaman titles.
Now, the contestant who will participate in the Poseidon Tournament has become the new Poseidon.
Long Shuwen, in particular, became the Dragon Sea King.
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