Zongman: People in Conan, raising cats and mice

"I didn't expect that my opponent would be you. It seems that I may lose this time." Kyogoku Makoto's face was solemn and his tone was steady.

The moment he saw that his opponent was Matsumoto Akira, he was certain that he would lose this time, but it also satisfied his desire to challenge other masters.

"I am well prepared. Unlike you who were caught off guard and joined this Holy Grail War, I already knew something about it!" Matsumoto Akira nodded and did not refute Kyogoku Makoto's words.

"I see. If that's the case, then it's not unfair that I lost! Since that's the case, please let me truly experience your power!"

After taking a deep breath, Kyogoku Makoto took an attacking stance. Even though he knew he could not win, he still planned to give it a try.

Lancelot, who was standing on the other side, chuckled after seeing Kyogoku Makoto's expression, "I am a little too discouraged! Then, my king, let us compete again in this era!"

"Well done, Sir Lancelot, you finally cheered up again!" Seeing Lancelot drawing his sword against her, Artoria nodded happily.

If Lancelot was still the same as before, then the battle between him and him would be a bit boring.

Altria looked serious and dignified as she looked at Lancelot.

"Even when we were together as king and subject, we have fought each other before. Let's be serious, Sir Lancelot!"

Lancelot's lips curled up into a smile, this feeling finally reminded him of the past, although after that period, things gradually fell apart.

He still longs for the glory that belongs to the king! We may have made mistakes, we may have taken the wrong path, but we never deny that you are the best king we recognize!

"what--"

Artoria raised her sword, and Lancelot also drew his sword, and the two of them instantly engaged in battle.

Lancelot, who was originally a berserker, still maintains his sanity. Apart from the simple numerical value, he cannot be compared with Saber.

In terms of sword fighting skills alone, she is not inferior to Saber.

In an instant, this underground parking lot was filled with the flashes of swords and sabers, leaving behind traces one after another.

The fight between the two was still very restrained, at least the vehicles parked in the parking lot were not damaged.

As for load-bearing columns and the like, they can also rely on their own experience to roughly determine which places cannot be touched.

Therefore, the battle between the two did not touch those places, but some walls were always difficult to avoid.

Fortunately, these were harmless. Matsumoto Akira's eyes were burning, while Kyogoku Makoto opposite him was on high alert.

In fact, when Matsumoto Akira first realized that he had come to the world of Detective Conan, he thought that the pinnacle of martial power in the world was Kyogoku Makoto.

After all, although it is possible that the physical fitness of various passers-by in this world is unexpectedly strong, and their various receptive abilities are also not exceeded.

But not everyone can do it, like Kyogoku Makoto who can break a stone pillar with his bare hands and break a tree with his bare feet.

He dodged rifle bullets at close range, caught BB bullets from eleven policemen with his bare hands, and then successfully knocked down all eleven policemen.

Stop and pull up a moving car with bare hands, or take the strengthened football kicked by Conan head-on.

However, after further understanding, Ben Ming soon discovered that Kyogoku Makoto's strength was indeed beyond ordinary people.

But it has not reached the level of becoming the zero point of military power in this world. After merging with some unknown thing in this world, every bit of this world has had a new extension.

If it were the original Conan world, perhaps the real pinnacle of martial arts would be among people like Kyogoku Makoto and others.

Matsumoto Akira looked at Kyogoku Makoto quietly without taking off his armor. After all, there was no cover on his face under the armor, and he didn't want to expose his identity to the other party here.

Kyogoku Makoto lowered his body slightly, and the next moment his body moved suddenly, as if he disappeared in the eyes of Matsumoto Akira in an instant.

The speed was extremely fast, but Matsumoto Akira's own strength was beyond ordinary people. He captured Kyogoku Makoto's body again after just a moment.

Matsumoto Akira's extraordinary reaction ability allowed him to quickly grasp Kyogoku Makoto's plan, and he immediately reached out to stop Kyogoku Makoto's attack.

After being defeated, Kyogoku Makoto gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead. He attacked again, his whole body like a cannonball fired from a gun, and his fists whistled.

Matsumoto Akira's eyes were focused, his feet crossed quickly, and he dodged sideways flexibly. It's not that Kyogoku is not strong enough.

It’s just that the original self was already very strong, and the current self has become much stronger than before.

Kyogoku's attacks became more and more fierce. He used all his strength in every punch, and the muscles in his arms trembled slightly due to the excessive force.

However, Matsumoto Akira was always able to dodge the attacks with a very small margin at the critical moment. After attacking him countless times in a row, Kyogoku Makoto finally found a flaw.

Kyogoku Makoto suddenly did a roundhouse kick, his leg muscles instantly tensed up, causing his body to spin rapidly.

Matsumoto Akira just leaned back slightly, and the fierce kick just passed the tip of his nose.

If he was not wearing this armor at this time, he would surely be able to feel the fierce wind from the legs.

Matsumoto Akira saw the moment when Kyogoku Makoto's moves were weakened and attacked like lightning. His palm was like a knife, cutting straight towards Kyogoku Makoto's ribs.

Kyogoku Makoto wanted to defend himself but it was too late. He could only take the blow head-on, groaning and staggering a few steps.

But Kyogoku Makoto quickly adjusted his posture and pounced on Matsumoto Akira again, without any thought of giving up in his eyes, even though he knew he would definitely not win.

But he also knew that the man opposite him was lowering his strength to fight him, and it was obvious that he was honing his skills.

But if I don't take this opportunity to fight the opponent properly and unleash all my strength without any scruples.

If you can give yourself a brand new experience, it will be difficult to find someone who can fight with you like this in the future.

After all, although Matsumoto Akira can stay in this world, it is very difficult for me to find Matsumoto Akira.

If it weren't for that accident, I might not have heard of the other person's reputation until now.

Even if I have heard of it, I probably wouldn't take it seriously. After all, who would really take a superhero like this urban legend seriously?

After the first round of competition, Matsumoto Akira did not intend to continue to deal with it by dodging.

"After that attack, I believe you have gained a certain understanding and mastery of your own strength!"

Matsumoto Akira slowly walked towards Kyogoku Makoto who was standing opposite him. "Don't be nervous, don't be careless! Just look at me and use your strength!"

"Don't hide your strength, just release it!"

Matsumoto Akira's words were encouraging, and Kyogoku Shinya quickly calmed himself down and took a deep breath.

Kyogoku Makoto shouted loudly and rushed forward again, with his fists whistling as he headed straight for Matsumoto Akira.

Matsumoto Akira was not in a hurry. When the fist was about to reach him, he slightly turned sideways and gently used his palm to remove some of Kyogoku Makoto's strength. Then he punched back at an extremely fast speed, stopping when the fist was just reaching his target.

Kyogoku Makoto quickly retracted his fist and then did a roundhouse kick towards Matsumoto Akira.

Matsumoto Akira blocked with one arm and raised his leg to meet the attack, but he retracted it before colliding with Kyogoku Makoto's leg.

I originally planned to play a guidance game, but suddenly I found myself getting a little serious while playing. I was still wearing armor, and if this leg really collided with each other.

Although Kyogoku's physical fitness is much higher than that of ordinary people, it is inevitable that he will get injured. At the very least, he will definitely suffer a fracture.

Kyogoku Makoto, who also noticed this, did not have time to retract his kick, but immediately retreated after touching Matsumoto Akira.

After retreating several steps, Kyogoku Makoto took a few deep breaths and looked at Matsumoto Akira opposite him with a serious expression.

Kyogoku Makoto adjusted his posture and launched an attack again, his fists striking continuously like meteors.

Matsumoto Akinori dodged left and right, occasionally taking action to resolve Kyogoku Makoto's attacks. Every contact made Kyogoku Makoto feel the difference in power.

Kyogoku Makoto's attacks became more and more fierce, with one move after another. Matsumoto Akira suddenly took a step forward, dodged Kyogoku Makoto's straight punch by leaning sideways, and at the same time hit Kyogoku Makoto's chest with his shoulder, knocking him back several steps.

"Okay, let's stop the guidance battle here!" Matsumoto Akira, who had defeated Kyogoku Makoto, turned and looked at the battlefield of heroes on the other side.

After seeing that the fierce battle was still going on over there, he turned around and looked at Kyogoku Makoto.

Although Kyogoku Makoto's eyes were still filled with a fiery desire to continue fighting, Matsumoto Akira had no intention of continuing at all.

"After all, I'm not a professional teacher. In order to avoid any mistakes in my instructions, I'll just stop here!"

"Not all fights are the same! Fighting with weapons is different from fighting with fists and feet!"

Matsumoto Akira said this very seriously, because he himself was not very proficient in boxing and kicking, although he might be able to apply some of the comments he had read.

But if the comment was wrong, it would just be a matter of face for him. For Kyogoku Makoto, at least it would make him think about it carefully for a while.

Wouldn't that delay the other person's growth time? The growth time of young people like this is very precious!

Kyogoku's expression was obviously confused for a moment, but he nodded after a moment and rubbed his slightly red cheeks with his hands.

"I'm sorry for being so abrupt! But this is the most enjoyable fight I've had in recent years!"

Kyogoku was not lying, the battle with Matsumoto Akira was the most enjoyable one he had ever fought.

Although Lancelot had helped him train before, Lancelot far surpassed him in both experience and effort.

Moreover, although their own strength is quite powerful, and because they are members of the Knights of the Round Table, they also have certain experience in how to train their younger generations.

But the younger generations in the past were all knights after all, so for Lancelot, there was no risk of changing careers.

The worst that can happen is that the weapon used is a little strange, but it can still be used as a sword!

Just like Lancelot's good son, it is possible that he will become a good daughter for some reason, or there will simply be another good daughter.

Isn't that also using a shield? You can still use a shield to hit people, just like a sword!

But it’s different for Kyogoku Makoto. The karate that Kyogoku Makoto studies is something Lancelot has never been exposed to before.

It was not difficult for Lancelot to learn this thing, but there was no need for it.

Although Matsumoto Akira didn't know much about karate, he had at least heard of it.

He can make targeted coordination based on his past experience. More importantly, in terms of combat experience, Matsumoto Akira has not yet completely widened the gap with Kyogoku Makoto.

You just need to pay attention to yourself, and you can maintain your strength to the level where you can fight with Kyogoku Makoto.

Even if he tried to suppress it deliberately, his instinct would sometimes lead to a direct counterattack, which would result in Kyogoku Makoto's direct defeat.

However, it is sometimes difficult for Lancelot to understand. After all, he has never taught his Master in the past.

In addition, the younger generations of the Knights of the Round Table or other subordinates that Lancelot had trained all had the physical fitness of the Age of Gods.

Although the physical fitness of people in the Conan world is already very good, Kyogoku's physical fitness has been enhanced to the level of ordinary people.

But if we really compare it with the Age of Gods, it is still obvious that we are not up to the mark.

The two were silent for a long time, watching the battle over there. The battle between Lancelot and Artoria was simple, brutal, and exciting.

The key point is that no one fired flares, and both were engaged in an unspoken close combat.

Kyogoku Makoto looked at it for a long time, then suddenly turned to look at Matsumoto Akira and asked.

"How did you become so strong? Of course, if this involves the secret of your becoming stronger, please ignore me!"

Matsumoto Akira shook his head. "There's nothing I can't tell you about my method of becoming stronger, but it's not of much value to you as a reference!"

"In terms of pure damage, swordsmanship is still better! But the reason why I can become so strong is mainly due to my talent and hard work!"

Not to mention one's own talent, even if it is one's own body working hard, it is also one's own effort, isn't it?

Upon hearing this, Kyogoku Makoto was stunned for a moment, then he looked at Matsumoto Akira and blinked, his big eyes full of confusion.