The stubble-faced old captain of the Destiny was stopped by his sailors on his way back to his bedroom to sleep.
"Nani?! You said the results of the preliminaries are already out? It's only been less than five minutes!"
The old captain, who had gone through many storms, was so shocked that he could not open his mouth from ear to ear.
Maybe even he realizes it now.
There is an incredible monster on board the Destiny right now!
Unprecedentedly, before the dilapidated Destiny even had time to sail out of the port, a long ladder was set up on the luxurious Fist Wishes.
The five fighters and hundreds of corporate representatives who passed the preliminary rounds were transferred from this ladder to the luxury cruise ship.
And what was waiting in front of them was none other than the president of Dainichi Nomoto Bank and the president of the Boxing Club - Katagen Mitō.
The skinny old man looked like a dying mummy under the shadow of night and lights.
But when the Prime Minister, who controls the largest financial system in Japan, stomps his feet, he has to hold his breath.
He is in charge of the underground fighting club that includes almost all large companies in Japan. At this time, there are hundreds of black-suited fighters standing neatly behind him.
Even if he is really a mummy now, he must be a mummy powerful enough to dominate the world!
The huge wealth and power he represents is what Bai Tangjing has been pursuing for the past eight years!
That is the highest sense of security among human beings!
Then, the old man who looked like a corpse made a declaration that was completely in line with Bai Tangjing's expectations.
The content is nothing more than "The real protagonist of the boxing competition is intrigue and life-and-death business fighting", "Fighters are just chess pieces, and chess pieces must have the consciousness of chess pieces" and the like.
Wang Ma and the Arab male looked angry.
It seemed that he was angry that the martial arts he had pursued all his life was treated as a mere tool.
But this statement, which can be called a map cannon, did not hit Bai Tangjing at all.
After all, his identity is a combination of [fighter] and [company representative], a combination of capital and force.
Am I my own tool?
It seems to be no problem at all!
Among the few people, only the Arab man couldn't bear it and wanted to go up and teach the mummified old man a lesson.
But as he was charging forward with fists clenched, he was punched and kicked directly into the sea by a faceless-looking man in a black suit.
So - the farce is over.
Several people who passed the preliminaries finally officially entered the interior of this luxury cruise ship.
A splendid hall that can satisfy anyone's definition of "luxury".
Hundreds of thousands of people can walk around and socialize without being crowded, with waterfall-like high-hanging water and landscape fountains...
It's hard to imagine that this is on a ship.
But these things don't matter to combatants.
Taking martial arts as their foundation, they don't need to travel around like businessmen, they only need to adjust their status to prepare for war.
This applies even to Baitang mirrors.
Most of his capital comes from financial products such as the stock market, and his current size is too small.
There is absolutely no way to get into the social circles of these giant companies.
Teacher Takemoto and Bai Maoguang were drinking together, looking very happy.
So Bai Tangjing just waved his hand from a distance.
After gathering with Saeko and Taisuke again, the three of them stayed at the buffet table.
...and has attracted at least seven or eight waiters around this table.
It would be remiss of them to leave the desk empty.
"Ah! Hiccup! I'm [Superman]! Just a meal..."
"This guy... hiccup, how can he eat so well... hiccup!"
Ouma and Rito struggled to swallow the food stuck in their throats, and looked at the Shirodo mirror opposite the dining table in surprise and unwillingness.
In addition to the young man who was engrossed in eating, there was also a gentle and smiling purple-haired beauty who tidied the table for him from time to time.
And Taisuke, who seemed to be used to this scene, was sucking juice.
“If you just want to have a good meal, it’s better to have a dining table away from the mirror.”
"It's true. Although Brother Baitang makes people follow him involuntarily, I still hope to be separated from him only when it comes to eating."
Ouma, who was also hanging around the dining tables, seemed to have taken the initiative to come to Bai Tang Jing's "predating ground" because of his strong personality.
And Li Ren, who had just been spared by Bai Tangjing and had now regained consciousness, also came over with determination not to admit defeat.
However, under Bai Tangjing's purgatory-like aura of gluttony, these two guys just jointly ate enough for two tables, and they became a little unsustainable.
And just when the two of them swallowed the food in their throats and continued to eat.
The smell of high-end ladies' cigarettes and the lazy tone came together.
"Wow! Our Mr. Monster is so wild about eating. It was indeed the right choice not to leave you lunch last time!"
There was a suspicious blush on Zuoryuin Ziyin's face, and her eyes lingered on the three combatants at the dining table like a maniac.
Hot figure, beautiful face, coupled with the contrast of the other party's identity as the president of an education group.
The manager on the side even forgot to continue stuffing lobster into his mouth.
But Saeko, who was the one being spoken to, narrowed her eyes slightly.
Bai Tangjing also helplessly slowed down the eating process.
"Miss Soryuin, calm down, the smell of love is coming out."
Bai Tangjing had reason to suspect that the battle on the Jue Fate was videotaped and then spread, right?
The only person who can make the muscle-controlling lady in front of me look like this is the mountain of muscles built up.
Is it analogous to a pervert seeing a wine pond and a forest of meat?
And Soryuin Shion's answer was the same as before.
"OK, all right."
He agreed readily, but his eyes did not shrink.
He even picked up a plate of food from the dining table and ate it with relish.
...the muscle-controlled version of "beautiful and delicious"?
On the other hand, although Saeko was still smiling, Bai Tangjing could already feel that her murderous aura was rising inexplicably.
Hey, hey, hey! You don’t want to kill her, do you? Weren’t we still good best friends a few days ago?
Just when Bai Tangjing was thinking about whether to get rid of Xizi first and save Ziyin's life.
The skinny old man stood on the stairs of the hall.
The music resounding throughout the reception stopped along with the waiters passing by.
The long-trained sense of order is as if the entire world has been pressed on the pause button under the overwhelming power!
Bai Tangjing looked at the old man on the stairs with burning eyes.
That will be what his future strength will look like.
"This ship will dock in 27 hours. At that time, the contestants will be registered. Fighters are prohibited from fighting with each other while the ship is sailing. Above."
Ouma and Rito on the opposite side were still staring at Bai Tangjing and eating hard, but the boy stopped biting the steak.
He began to scan the entire cocktail party with great interest.