Reincarnation Paradise: Start with an original sin object

Chapter 5 Favorability of the Protagonist Group

Yamcha quickly approached Xinghan's side and punched Xinghan in the face.

Xinghan did not dodge, but raised his arms.

The moment it came into contact with Yamcha's fist, Xinghan's arm seemed to have no bones, as if it had wrapped around Yamcha's arm in a circle.

Yamcha tried hard to withdraw his arm, but Xinghan's palm was clasped on his shoulder, and the huge force in his hand made him unable to break free.

"What move are you doing?" Yamcha looked horrified. This humble patrolman was actually more powerful than him.

Xinghan looked solemn and said nothing.

The special skill of Star Reaching Gate: Hands wrapped with gold and silk.

The inch-gold silk-winding hand has been practiced to the extreme, and the whole body is as soft as silk thread, and can be bent into various angles at will.

However, these moves obviously cannot catch the eyes of Paradise, and are not shown as a skill. They are most likely blended into melee mastery.

"Admit defeat." Xinghan added a little more force to his hand.

"No way, I haven't lost yet."

Yamucha roared, his left hand formed into the shape of a wolf's fang, and he used all his strength to swing out a 'Wolf Fang Wind Fist'.

Did you use your strongest move so quickly?

Xinghan raised his head to avoid the blow.

"It's a pity that the Langya Fengfeng Fist imitates the running attack of wolves. It's a pity that you are restricted by me at the moment and cannot charge up for the attack."

"One hand can only be regarded as a 'lone wolf'. Without the cooperation of both hands to form a 'wolf pack', it is impossible to exert the true power of the Langya Fengfeng Fist."

Yamcha's continuous attacks failed, and he stopped panting.

Hearing Xinghan's words, Yamucha's pupils shrank.

"Who are you? How did you learn the secret of Langya Fengfeng?"

Of course Xinghan would not say that he only knew it because he had watched the anime many times.

"I am most interested in people with strong martial arts skills, and I am committed to collecting powerful martial arts and martial arts masters from all over the world."

Xinghan released the arm that locked Yamcha and pushed him away.

"I just heard your name and saw your starting posture, and I recognized you as the 'Lone Wolf of the Wilderness' Yamcha."

These words were very helpful to Deyamucha, and his hostility towards Xinghan was reduced by half.

Xinghan took the opportunity to get closer and whispered in Yamcha's ear: "Mr. Yamcha is obsessed with martial arts and doesn't understand girls' thoughts."

"You have already neglected your girlfriend. If you just vented your anger on the snitch who has no ability to resist, you will do it again."

"Miss Bulma's impression of you will be reduced to freezing point, and there will be no room for recovery between the two of you."

Yamcha was anxious when he heard this and said quickly: "Then what should I do?"

Xinghan whispered a few words into Yamucha's ear, and Yamcha nodded repeatedly: "It's wonderful, it's wonderful!"

The instructors, patrol officers and Bulma on the side were all confused: Why did the two people who were so tit-for-tat just now look so harmonious now?

Yamcha took two steps back, bowed and clasped his fists: "I am not as good as others. I was rude to you before, please forgive me."

Xing Han held up his hand and said, "I have admired Mr. Yamcha's name for a long time. I narrowly won a move today, but it was just a trick. We will compete again when we have the opportunity in the future."

Yamcha handed over his hand again, turned around and walked towards Bulma.

Bulma had just seen Yamcha being suppressed and showed concern, but when she saw Yamcha approaching, she still turned her head to the side, making an angry gesture.

Yamcha walked up to Bulma, coughed twice, and said, "Bulma, I just passed by a dessert shop. There was a long queue. It must be delicious. How about I take you to eat?"

Bulma's eyes lit up: Why did Yamcha suddenly become enlightened today?

Looking back at Yamcha's blushing face, Bulma hummed softly: "Lead the way."

Yamucha was overjoyed: Done! Mr. Xinghan is really a master of love!

Turning back and nodding to Xinghan, Yamcha left the police station with Bulma.

Xinghan chuckled.

At the same time, Xinghan received a reminder from the paradise.

[You have completed the side mission ‘Yamucha’s Wrath’]

[Get 1 attribute point]

[Bulma’s favorability +10 (now 50 favorability, friend)]

[Yamucha favorability +80 (original favorability -10, current favorability 70, best friend)]

[When a hunter comes into contact with other members of the protagonist group, his favorability will automatically increase by 5. 】

【提示：好感度1～10为初次见面，10～60为朋友关系，60～80为挚友，80～100在特定情况可招收奴仆或从者。】

Xinghan's mind moved, and he still had 10 favorability points before he could try to recruit Yamcha as a servant. However, Yamcha's growth rate was the lowest among the protagonists in the Dragon Ball world.

In the later period, Yamcha not only became a sidekick, but also had to live in harmony with Vegeta, the enemy who killed him and took away his wife, which was very tragic.

So he has no interest in recruiting Yamcha as a servant.

Xinghan stood in the middle of the martial arts arena and thought about the problem. The police around him swarmed up and surrounded Xinghan.

"Axing, when did you develop such strong martial arts?"

"Yeah, yeah, it's really hidden."

"You usually give in to us when we spar, right?"

"The instructor is not your opponent, right?"

Xinghan was overwhelmed by the questions, but fortunately the instructor stepped forward in time to stop the chaotic scene. “Xinghan, come with me.”

The instructor turned around and walked towards the office. Xinghan quickly took the opportunity to get rid of his colleagues who kept asking questions, and left behind the instructor.

The instructor brought Xinghan to the office, closed and locked the door with his backhand, pushed Xinghan to sit on the chair behind the desk, and pulled up a bench to sit opposite Xinghan.

"Axing, are you interested in making a lot of money?"

The instructor didn't ask where Xinghan's martial arts came from. He went straight to the point and stated his purpose.

Xinghan narrowed his eyes.

Making money seems to be of little help in completing the park tasks.

But in fact, having a large amount of money can not only help him clear some obstacles, but maybe also obtain a small amount of the source of the world.

"Tell me, what's the way?"

Xinghan showed strong interest.

The instructor was overjoyed when he saw this, picked up the teapot from the table, poured a cup of hot tea and handed it to Xinghan.

"You also know the situation in our police station. Most of the people are ordinary people who can only use firearms. At most, their physical fitness is slightly better."

"But this small island is currently home to a group of the strongest martial arts masters in the world. These people are not all peaceful and contented people."

Xinghan nodded. He already understood that the world's best martial arts would be supported by many major forces, but he did not understand how the major forces operate to ensure that these martial arts masters are obedient.

The instructor tapped his fingers on the table and looked at Xinghan.

"Xinghan, can I believe you?"

Xinghan met the instructor's gaze: "You will always be the instructor I respect."

The instructor gritted his teeth and said: "I have no other choice now. I wonder if you have heard of underground black boxing."

Xing Han's pupils shrank, he didn't expect that the chief instructor of the dignified police station would actually participate in the activities of the underground forces.

"I know that as a police officer, you must have your own justice. I also heard about what happened on the street today. You stepped forward to stop a robbery."

"And the person who was robbed has a distinguished status. You can almost say that you saved the entire police station. Otherwise, if the person is held accountable, we will count them one by one. The best result is death."

"But in fact, underground black boxing is exactly what the big guys use to check and balance the martial arts masters."

Xinghan's brows moved, as if he thought of something.

"Could it be..."

The instructor nodded: "Yes, it's better to block things than to block them. The underground black boxing is to give those energetic and bad-tempered martial artists a channel to vent."

The instructor lit a cigarette: "I originally had no interest in underground black boxing. I occasionally went to be a spectator and never fought. However, I have encountered some changes in my family recently and am in urgent need of a large amount of funds."

"If you didn't show such powerful martial arts, I would have prepared to fight on my own."

Xinghan raised his eyebrows: "You want me to do black boxing?"

"Exactly," the instructor took out a silver card, "Not everyone can participate in underground black boxing. It needs to be recommended by a member with a silver level or above."

"I introduced you to join the club, you are responsible for the competition, and I am responsible for the betting. All the bonuses belong to you, and we share the profit from the betting 50/50."

Xinghan picked up the tea cup and took a sip: "It sounds very attractive, but I will not put myself in extremely dangerous situations, otherwise I would not live in this small police station."

The instructor hesitated for a moment and said: "If there is no life-and-death battle, the payout ratio of the bet will be greatly reduced..."

Xinghan interrupted the instructor: "That's not what I meant."

The instructor looked confused.

"I want detailed information on all the opponents of the underground black boxing world."

The instructor was relieved: "Are you trying to understand and screen your opponents? You are really cautious."

With that said, the instructor stood up and took out a three-centimeter-thick booklet from the bookshelf and placed it in front of Xinghan.

Xinghan's eyes twitched: "Are these all martial arts masters who signed up for a life-and-death competition?"

The instructor denied: "No, this is only for the relatively strong among them. The proportion of compensation for challenging martial artists who are too weak is very low, and this is only this week's registration form."

Xinghan was speechless. Fortunately, he thought the island had good security before, but he didn't expect the underground boxing ring to be a completely different scene.

Picking up the roster, Xinghan flipped through it, which detailed each person's combat power and unique skills.

It's very reasonable when you think about it. After all, it's an underground industry supported by the world's largest power. It's easy to get everyone's detailed information.

"I'll go back and do some research and give you an answer before tonight."

The instructor smiled happily and sent Xinghan out of the office.

Xinghan rolled the roster into a tube, patted his palms gently, and walked towards the dormitory.

His purpose in studying the roster was very different from what the instructor had imagined.

The instructor believed that he was trying to ensure his probability of winning.

In fact, Xinghan already had a very crazy plan after checking the three bloodline powers extracted.

If the plan is successfully implemented, he will not only be able to win the championship in the world's best martial arts club, but also harvest a wave of the source of the world.

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