That's Right, I'm a Glutton!

"Oh, yes, yes, this is good!"

"What do you mean by postponing the battle because of venue problems?"

In fact, not only the venue, but also some spectators were killed.

But those who were killed seemed to be only some ordinary councilors and businessmen with average reputation.

There is no difference between these small roles in this place, whether they are present or not, and they have no weight at all.

No one cares about their life or death.

The president saw Kitahara Sosuke again, and suddenly fell into deep thought again.

"What are you thinking about?"

The old man asked curiously.

Kitahara Sosuke put one hand on his chest and the other on his chin.

A smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"Chairman of the film source, I have a proposal. For the next competition, let's all play together."

"Of course, the enemy is me alone..."

To save time, such a suggestion is made.

Chapter 351 The World's First Martial Arts Conference

With great confidence, I made the decision to challenge all other contestants alone.

However, this is only Kitahara Sosuke's suggestion.

Whether this decision will be adopted depends on the thoughts of the white-bearded grandfather beside him.

As the president, the opponent has the power to change the format of the game to a certain extent.

However, from one-to-one to one-to-many.

Sosuke's suggestion can be said to have completely changed the form of the game.

Even the president who was very open-minded couldn't make a decision right away this time.

Afterwards, it took about a week to rest.

It's not just a simple matter of repairing the stadium.

Including the follow-up of the previous casualty incidents and seeking the opinions of other members, it took a lot of effort.

Just like that, the boxing match, which was suspended due to an accident, started again.

But... In the end, few companies chose to participate.

Because of the anime world.

The relationship between quite a few businessmen and fighters in the Boxing Club is not just a cold employment relationship.

There are all kinds of fetters in everyone's heart.

After seeing Kitahara Sosuke's overwhelming strength, almost all the contestants understood the gap between the two sides.

"There is absolutely no chance of defeating this monster."

Although greedy for the position of president, many people chose to abstain.

In the end, except for a small number of diehards, the rest who choose to participate are people with various persistence.

On the site that was repaired in the shortest time, Kitahara Sosuke stood alone in the center of the site.

Many people looked at him with fanaticism and fear in their eyes.

There is also a yearning for the strong.

"That's right, that's how it feels."

People's gazes were on Kitahara Sosuke, which made him feel slightly intoxicated.

"To be feared, to be respected, to be feared."

That's the beauty of having power.

Not intending to mess around.

But Kitahara Sosuke absolutely does not dislike this feeling of having power.

The pursuit of strength is an instinct in living organisms.

Now that he has been able to ignore most of the attacks of hot weapons, Kitahara Sosuke decided to show his strength a little.

This world already has many humans who can ignore bullets, but he is just stronger than that.

I don't worry about being targeted or dissected for being considered another race.

Moreover, he will soon gain power and status, and he is not an ordinary civilian.

strong man,

In fact, Kitahara Sosuke no longer needed to be so considerate of the eyes of the world.

After all, he was a man who had confronted huge ghosts and gods, as well as zombie monsters head-on.

"You should have seen my power, and the president has agreed."

"You're welcome, please come together."

To the brave ones who have the courage to launch a final challenge to the monster themselves.

Kitahara Sosuke opened his arms in the center of the arena, happily inviting everyone.

However, among the group of challengers, only one person came up in the end.

Okubo Naoya who didn't know Sosuke for a long time, but got along very well unexpectedly.

"Sorry, I have my dignity too."

Knowing that he is not an opponent, he still challenges a powerful enemy.

It is not uncommon for people to share his thoughts.

It's different from the previous monster.To be able to fight against a strong human being like Kitahara Sosuke is probably a very cherished opportunity.

"..."

Cangsuke clasped his hands in front of his chest with a slight headache.

To be honest, he doesn't quite understand the so-called reserve of warriors.

After all, Kitahara Sosuke is not that kind of pure martial artist.

After a moment of silence.

"Okay, I get it. Do as you like."

Instead of using the Qi in the body, he only uses the physical fitness of his own humanoid monster to fight against the opponent.

And then... won without pressure.

The absolute king of mixed martial arts, the heavyweight champion of the four major associations, the world champion of karate, and the killers of the other world...

All, all...all, are not his opponents.

The gap in strength between the two sides is too large, and it has reached the point where it cannot be made up by force.

The strongest among humans, facing the monster named Kitahara Sosuke, were all defeated one by one.

Enjoying the cheers of the entire audience, he also won the victory he wanted.

There is also the most important purpose, to successfully push his own agent to the position of president of Quan Yuan.

But Kitahara Sosuke felt very bored in his heart.

The game that he had been looking forward to for a long time came to an end in his calm mood.

In the evening, I prepared to attend the handover ceremony of the old and new presidents together with Miss President.

It is said to be a ceremony, but it is in the form of a banquet.

Perhaps it was because it had already been recognized in advance, even the defeated side did not feel much lost.

Beauties, barbecue, drinks... the air is filled with an atmosphere of unstoppable joy.

The former chairman is an old man who likes to be lively.

"Beiyuan-kun won the competition... aren't you happy?"

He didn't join in the fun, sitting in the shade with Sosuke and drinking juice mixed with ice cubes.

Miss President looked nervous, observing the mood of the man beside her.

"To be honest, a little bit."

Kitahara Sosuke looked at the distant sea with dilated pupils, feeling a little out of sorts.

Before today, he had expected in his heart whether a powerful human like Mr. Samurai would come out to stop him.

But it seems... just like the big monsters that were once capable of overturning mountains and seas have all disappeared in this era.

The samurai, witches, onmyojis... and other human beings with incredible power on this island country are no longer comparable to their ancestors.

Kitahara Sosuke was very disappointed.

"Not enough, I want to be... a more intense, exciting and interesting game."

He is not a kindergarten king who likes to abuse food.

Combat is interesting only when you are with opponents of the same level.

If the strength gap between the two parties is too far, the process and result will become very boring.

"Is that so...sorry."

I don't know what kind of conclusion I got from Sosuke's words, Miss President apologized inexplicably.

Kitahara Sosuke was stunned for a moment before he finally understood.