"There is a flaw!"

The moment he heard the sound, Daimon Goro's body was already floating in the air, and then fell down with a loud noise.

He lost.

The opponent in front of him is the young Kusanagi Kyo, who had won the island country fighting competition.

Although it looks delicate on the surface, it invades the enemy fiercely like a flame when fighting.

Rather than saying it is a flame, it is better to say that it is a flame.

Kyo Kusanagi can always issue a frontal attack wrapped in flames in his hands. This is the "martial art of manipulating flames" handed down by the Kusanagi clan.

The "Sword of Kusanagi" of the great god Susanoo in Japanese mythology is actually the "Fist of Kusanagi" handed down since ancient times, and Kyo Kusanagi is the direct blood of the Kusanagi family.

"It's a pity that the former Olympic gold medalist in judo lost to him again."

A frivolous voice sounded, Daimon Goro followed the prestige, and found a young man with blond hair standing upright, smiling and holding up three letterheads with "R" on the cover.

"No way, you don't know how strong Jing's fighting talent is, and he improves almost every day." Daimon Goro said, "And this is on the premise that he never practiced hard and just played every day. If he is like If I work as hard as I do, I'm afraid it will shock the whole world, right?"

"It's not interesting to shock the whole world, it's better to have fun."

Kyo Kusanagi asked, "Benimaru, what are you holding?"

"The invitation letter for the fighting competition is for the three of us, and the other party asked for a group of three." Nikaido Benimaru said with a smile, playing with his golden hair with the invitation letter, "Isn't it interesting?"

"Do you want to compete?" Daimon Goro asked.

"It's not bad, but first of all, I still want you to fight." Kyo Kusanagi said to Nikaido Benimaru.

"Yah ah ah..."

Nikaido Benimaru put the invitation letter aside casually, condensed the brilliance of thunder and lightning in his hand, and jumped up.

"Lightning Fist!"

Kusanagi Kyo smiled confidently, Ara bit his fist with flames coming out, resisted the lightning from Nikaido Benimaru, and made a gesture to jump up again.

Is it that "ghost burning" trick again?

Benimaru Nikaido retreated subconsciously, he knew that if the forces of the two sides collided, Kyo Kusanagi would definitely be able to use "Demon Burning" to defeat him.

With his backing hand, he saw Kyo Kusanagi's palm raised above his head, as if holding some kind of flame.

"Let it burn!"

he exclaimed cheerfully.

Benimaru Nikaido immediately retreated helplessly, admitting defeat at the same time.

"Using Libaiba Style · Orochigi in the sparring, do you want to kill me? Jing!"

Kyo Kusanagi scratched her face embarrassingly: "Well, hearing the news that the three of them can form a team to participate in the competition, I'm a little emotional..."

"All in all, if we decide to participate, the three of us form a team!"

----

In the military base in the jungle, Hadiron had his hands behind his back, looking at the lush leaves outside.

Someone is entrusting him with a task.

"This time, what I want to ask you is to investigate the hidden organization behind the fighting conference 'King of Fighters'. See what they are going to do, and the invitation letter has also been obtained. Can you do it?"

Hadiron seemed to be lost in thought and didn't answer.

"Can it be done?"

The tone of the man in the Interpol suit began to harden.

"Can you show me the invitation?"

Hadillon said quietly.

The man handed over the invitation letter and opened the envelope. Then, Hadiron lost his composure, and his palm trembled.

Although he recovered immediately after a moment, his heart could no longer be calm.

The sponsor calls himself "R".

"R...Lucar..."

Hadiron muttered to himself, remembering the nightmare eight years ago.

It was a truly nightmare event.His subordinates uttered dying screams, and fell down one by one.Moreover, it was only a man who caused this incident, no, it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was a "ghost".At that time Hadiron lost his beloved wife and daughter, and even lost his right eye.

"Has it been eight years?"

That nightmare, comes to mind every time I think of my deep love for my wife and daughter and the loss of my right eye.

That man was called Luka, and Luka killed all his close people, and then left his life, saying that he was looking forward to his potential and growth.

And now, the time has come for such a confrontation again.

"Ralph and Clark... come with me on a mission to participate in the King of Fighters competition!"

Hadillon ordered.

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