I teach judo in Tokyo

Chapter 242 The medicine is very powerful, but I am even more powerful! (2K more updates added)

Just as the two men in black were recording the game and chatting cautiously.

On the field, Shimura Yao, who had gone completely crazy, got up again, and then rushed towards Atobe Sousuke.

Sousuke smiled and looked at the timer on the sidelines.

There are less than fifteen seconds left until three minutes.

That’s it, no need to delay anymore.

So, facing Shimura Yakuga who was as wild as a beast, he calmly stepped forward to greet him.

Just reach out normally, grab the handle like normal, punch in like normal.

Then throw it!

Although it is the most common over-the-shoulder throw, the whole set of movements is as fast as lightning!
With just one look, Shimura Yauga was instantly thrown to the ground on his back!
"One!"

He gasped a few times like a wild animal.

"Player Shimura! What do you want to do!"

A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The referee next to him was shocked and immediately stepped forward to stop him.

The referee breathed a sigh of relief and immediately announced that the winner had been decided!

The next second, he was grabbed by the extremely powerful Shimura Yauga. He immediately flew two meters and fell on the tatami. He rolled twice and got up, his face became horrified.

Then, amid the exclamations of the audience, he rushed towards Zongsuke again!

"Kill you!"

As he spoke, he dodged and avoided Shimura Yuga's attack.

When Zongsuke saw the referee who was luckily not seriously injured after being stripped away, a drop of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

'Want to run? '

Then, out of the corner of his eye, he inadvertently saw the deputy general in the opponent's high school team, who seemed to be trying to run away when things got out of hand, and his expression became frightened.

A few hoarse tones squeezed out of his throat.

This is right!

Unexpectedly, just when the referee announced the result of the game, the audience started cheering.

"Don't come here!!!" Deputy General Maruoka Tatsuya looked at Sousuke who was sneering at him with a pale face, turned around in panic and wanted to run away.

Shimura Yauga, who was thrown to the ground, roared again and jumped up from the tatami.

He was shouting and running towards the deputy general. Naturally, Shimura Yao and I were chasing after him.

At the same time, Zongsuke shouted: "Referee, why is he crazy!? Can I stop him!?"

'Tsk, this referee is so brave. Fortunately, everything is fine. '

Fortunately, this guy's target was him, otherwise, any ordinary person wouldn't be able to survive for ten seconds under the hands of this guy on the other side.

However, he had just finished using the "medicine". Although he took the inhibitor and did not fall into madness like Shimura Yauga, the sequelae could not be escaped.

How could he possibly outrun Sousuke when he was still in a state of total weakness.

In less than two seconds, he was caught up by Sousuke, and then he felt his neck tighten, and he was grabbed by Sousuke's big hand, and he was thrown towards Shimura Yauga who was chasing after him.

Shimura Yao didn't know how to distinguish between friend and foe. When he saw that it was Sousuke who threw him, he subconsciously raised his hands and slammed Maruoka Tatsuya down from mid-air!

"Crack!" Maruoka Tatsuya, who was hit hard in the back, spat out blood and fell to the ground and fainted.

This bloody scene frightened the entire audience into a commotion.

The staff and safety personnel off the field also reacted. They shouted and chased after them, but they were unable to catch up with the two extremely fast people.

Zongsuke, who was running, looked up at where his "family" was. Surrounded by several surprised and worried female disciples, the beautiful master nodded slightly to him.

Okay, it's time to end.

Zongsuke stopped suddenly, then turned around, clenched his fists with both hands, and raised a boxing frame that looked more protective than an ordinary boxing frame.

The next second, Shimura Yauga, who was chasing after me, roared and punched his fist!
"Oh!"

It was obviously Sousuke who was attacked, but instead he saw that it was Sousuke who held up his fist and knocked away Shimura Yakuga's fist. Then he recoiled and hit Shimura Yakuga's chest hard!
This move is called - Roman Tower Shield.

Before it was over, Zongsuke stretched out his left hand to grab the opponent's right fist, and pulled the enemy who was knocked wide open in front of him to face away from him. He simultaneously pressed the back of his head with his right hand and pressed his left elbow against the opponent's back. Pushing him hard until he fell to his knees.

Then the right hand releases the back of the opponent's head, turns into a fist and raises it high.

Then hit hard!

Roman Tower Shield's derivative skill - Embrace.

"Boom!!!"

A punch.

Shimura Yakuga, who was as crazy as a beast, was fucked into a baby-like sleep.

He took a few steps back, and then calmly watched as the surrounding staff rushed forward and held down the unconscious Shimura Yaga together.

At this time, the tournament leader who had just arrived outside the venue quickly entered the venue. While wiping the sweat from his forehead, he loudly ordered the staff to control Shimura Yakuga.

Immediately afterwards, the announcement of the stadium sounded: "Dear students, teachers and spectators, please be patient. It has been confirmed that two students, Shimura Yakuga and Maruoka Tatsuya, have taken illegal drugs and have been subdued by the security guards. Now The results of the two students were declared invalid, but Hefeng High School still maintained their results and won. Let us continue to congratulate the Hefeng High School team!”

The commotion at the scene slowly subsided after the radio played it three times in a row.

The audience couldn't help but whisper.

"So he took stimulants? No wonder that guy is so weird and crazy!"

"What stimulant is so powerful? Can it send someone flying so far in one go?"

"Shouldn't the really powerful one be Sosuke Atobe? He defeated a doping competitor!"

"Hey, hey, hey, he's a guy with little knowledge. He can't become a superman after taking stimulants. As the champion of the Golden Eagle Flag, isn't it normal for Sosuke Atobe to defeat such a rotten person?"

"Can't he become Superman? Then can you explain how that guy is so fast and can fly the referee so far?"

"Is there any explanation? It's just that your eyesight is dazzled. I didn't see it going very far."

In the corner of the auditorium, the strong man named Walker among the men in black turned to look at his companions: "Jin En, what should we do next? Are you going to take advantage of the chaos and take away that guy Shimura?"

His companion silently glanced at Atobe Sousuke, who was standing in the field, seemingly doing nothing but with sharp eyes, and silently shook his head: "Shimura Yao, I have been exposed, and now the other party is waiting for us to jump into the trap. It's time." Withdrew."

With that said, he turned around and left without hesitation, and Walker beside him immediately followed.

Inside the venue, Atobe Sousuke, who was secretly observing whether any suspicious characters would appear, felt something.

He turned around and saw a tall man in black leading another similarly dressed man out of the door behind the auditorium.

The flowing silver hair looked a little dazzling under the light.

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(End of this chapter)