- The Reincarnation World Where Only I Know the Storyline
- RWWOKS Chapter 240
By the time Fang Bo landed, the battle ahead had reached its climax.
“Don’t interfere,” Iori Yagami said without turning his head.
Half a month apart, and this man was still as proud as ever.
To stop him from intervening, Iori had slightly distracted himself, and the enemy seized the opportunity to strike with their deep green claws.
Poisonous Claws!
A sweet, toxic venom entered Iori’s body, and his expression immediately soured.
He could feel his strength rapidly draining away.
The enemy, adhering to the principle of “strike when you’re weak,” swung their large sword and unleashed a blue-and-white sphere filled with destructive energy.
Having already tapped into his true power, Iori Yagami chose to face the attack head-on, unwilling to dodge. In the process, he unleashed a newly learned technique.
**MAX Super Special Move: Iri 316 Style – Wolf Flower!
Purple azure flames erupted violently, instantly piercing through the enemy’s body.
Of course, Iori wasn’t without injury either, as the blue-and-white energy sphere exploded right in his face.
With a loud explosion, both combatants were heavily wounded at almost the same time.
“This Seraph is stronger than Shiranui,” Fang Bo muttered, his eyes narrowing. He quickly gave up on the idea of rushing in to finish off the enemy.
The power gap between them was too large. A rash move would likely result in a quick and brutal defeat.
He had always kept one thing in mind: an extremely deadly threat assessment wasn’t a signal to fight, but to find a way to flee immediately.
As Fang Bo hesitated, the young man stood up from the ground and, without hesitation, spread his wings and flew upward.
It seemed someone had given him the order to retreat.
“Leaving already?” Fang Bo muttered, slightly disappointed. He had thought the enemy might go all the way with Iori Yagami in a death match.
If that had been the case, today might’ve been the day to eliminate a significant powerhouse from the enemy side.
Placing his hand on Iori’s shoulder, Fang Bo instantly healed his wounds with a surge of vitality.
[Basic Melee Experience +588]
Unfortunately, he hadn’t completed any skill upgrades this time.
Silently clenching his fist, Fang Bo felt a cold sweat trickle down his forehead. He realized that with the healing of his HP, the pain he was feeling was intensifying.
“If I stay in this state for too long, I might just lose my sanity.”
He had originally thought about applying for a medical position in the King of Fighters Tournament, using his Healing Art to steal experience from the fighters.
Now, it seemed that idea would be impossible, as he couldn’t afford to let his HP drop too much in the current dangerous environment.
Moreover, most people wouldn’t accept help from a fighter with such a notorious reputation.
The attack on the Shiranui Dojo had already spread within the fighting community.
Fang Bo‘s reputation was terrible, only a little better than Geese Howard, and even less respected than Iori Yagami, who was known for killing teammates.
Fortunately, Fang Bo didn’t care about any of that. He continued to march to the beat of his own drum, and that might have been one of the reasons Rugal Bernstein appreciated him.
“Well, maybe I could sneakily disguise myself as a staff member?” He began to think about the feasibility of his plan.
After a while, it seemed he had come up with some ideas, but the specific course of action would depend on the situation when the time came.
“Let’s head back for now,” Fang Bo said as he turned toward the hotel. “Kyo Kusanagi has already arrived.”
As for Iori Yagami, he was still immersed in the pain of not being able to kill his enemy. But when he heard Kyo’s name, he immediately dropped everything.
After checking in as a competitor, Iori’s figure disappeared down the hallway.
Feeling exhausted, Fang Bo was about to head back to his room for some rest, but when he reached the door, he saw a woman.
A woman wearing transparent lingerie, with a body that could easily be described as seductive.
“Room service?” Fang Bo asked, confused.
As soon as he sent out an information probe, his entire aura became incredibly sharp.
[ID 15140 (Chosen One)]
[Attack Tendency: Medium]
[Attribute Tendency: Mental, Perception]
[Traits: Undying Mark (Myth), Orochi’s Blood, Mana Surge]
[Threat Assessment: Slightly Lower]
Mana Surge: Your mental power is extremely active, recovery speed +200%, skill power +10%.
This seductive, enchanting woman turned out to be the Chosen One Constantine, whose nose was quite literally on his forehead.
“You didn’t die after all,” Fang Bo muttered as he pulled out his Wind Shadow Puppet.
The puppet’s mouth opened, and the Dragon Rider inside was ready to fire at any moment.
“Tsk, still so quick-tempered, huh?” Constantine tugged at the straps of her top and casually slid a finger across the door behind her. “Don’t you want to come in for a chat? This body of mine was once a school beauty, you know.”
For someone like her, Fang Bo’s response was always simple and clear.
“Scram!”
The Chosen One’s face darkened instantly, and lightning began to gather around her.
It was obvious she was still sticking to her magical path. Whether frequently changing bodies had any additional effects was unknown.
Drawing out his Butcher’s Cleaver, Fang Bo was ready to test this woman’s strength.
He had already switched to his melee weapon, replacing the Yoriichi Type 0 that had been in his hand.
As for the puppet he had swapped out, he tossed it into his Treasury of Kings, where he could summon it to fight later.
With the new weapon equipped, Fang Bo’s personal stats had slightly changed.
Health: 370/370 (+180)
Status: Healthy
Strength: 31 (+12)
Constitution: 25 (+6)
Agility: 25 (+6)
Mentality: 36 (+17)
Perception: 23 (+4)
His Perception had dropped, but his Strength had increased significantly.
This would be crucial for melee damage output and weapon effectiveness.
After switching equipment, Fang Bo hadn’t had a chance to test it yet, but now, he could finally practice against this annoying woman.
“Stop!”
Just as a battle was about to break out, Jason appeared at the other end of the hallway.
Seeing this, Fang Bo narrowed his eyes, and Nightmare Power began to manifest as green energy on his skin.
He was ready to call for backup.
To his surprise, Jason stopped from quite a distance away, and the Chosen One turned and walked off, clearly uninterested.
Only when Constantine’s figure had completely disappeared did Fang Bo confirm that the woman wasn’t here to fight.
“Speak. What do you want with me?”
When Jason finally agreed to talk, he smiled widely. “You know, I’ve watched you grow since you were a kid. No matter what, the doors of the Orphanage will always be open to you.”
The man’s words almost made Fang Bo laugh. Jason was clearly trying to make peace now that the Ruthless Squad was no longer a push-over, but his excuse was one no one would ever believe.
Brushing the dust off the puppet’s shoulder, Fang Bo asked, with a strange tone, “You want to make peace with us?”
“Exactly.” Jason didn’t try to hide his shamelessness.
Perhaps to him, nothing was more important than profit.
When he saw that Faction 7 had grown too powerful, he immediately abandoned his previous plan.
As for hate? How many storyline points was that worth?
“Fine.”
To Jason’s surprise, Fang Bo agreed to the peace offer immediately.
The process was so effortless that it gave Fang Bo a dreamy, surreal feeling.
After a brief pause, Jason couldn’t help but continue, “If we team up, we can seize the power of Orochi and fully take control of the Nests organization.”
“Alright, let’s do it,” Fang Bo replied.
“Once we succeed, we’ll clear up all past grudges. You’ll be granted a position second only to the Chosen Ones.”
“Sounds good, I’ll follow your lead.”
“….”
The other man’s face remained calm, and Jason couldn’t tell whether his words were sincere or not.
If Fang Bo had outright rejected the proposal, Jason had plenty of methods to subdue him, but the other party was agreeing to everything without question.
For a moment, Jason felt completely at a loss.
Standing in place for quite a while, he shot one last look at Fang Bo, then turned and left.
“There’s not much time left for you, Number 7. I hope you make the right choice.”
“Or else…”
Ignoring the threat, Fang Bo opened the door and walked into his room.
Inside the living room, Geese Howard, now dressed in silk pajamas, was reading a book.
Their rooms were only separated by a single wall, with a large door in between, allowing for easy access.
Had it not been for Geese’s presence, Fang Bo wouldn’t have been so casual about conversing with the enemy.
If it had come to blows earlier, who knew what the outcome would have been?
Seeing that nothing was amiss, Geese Howard turned and returned to his room. Not long after, the sound of running water echoed from her side.
Fang Bo, feeling drowsy, lay down on his bed and soon entered his dream space.
Here, he would continue practicing his new skills.
Some things weren’t mastered simply by learning them; they had to be repeatedly honed to make the skills more powerful.
As the data showed, there was a world of difference between a level-one and a level-ten skill.
Without consistent training, there was no way to achieve the corresponding improvement.
Of course, from an outsider’s perspective, Fang Bo was simply sleeping. No one could have known the effort he was putting in while in his dreams.
For now, let’s just call it “effort.”
The next two days passed without incident, with the only noteworthy event being the release of the first-round matchups by the tournament organizers.
First Match: K’ Team vs. Korean Team—Last year’s champion, K’, gets the first-round spotlight.
Second Match: Red Marl Team vs. Female Fighters Team!
Third Match: King of the Dragon Fist Team vs. Jason Team!
Fourth Match: Wolf Pack Team vs. Ruthless Team!
Fifth Match: Psychic Warriors Team vs. Clone Team!
Sixth Match: Fatal Fury Team vs. South Town Team!
Seventh Match: Nests Team vs. Hell’s Paradise Team!
Eighth Match: Flying Thieves Team vs. Shinjuku Enemies Team!
Fang Bo’s Ruthless Team would take the stage in the fourth match, facing off against their old rivals, Wolf Pack Team.
Defeating them would also conveniently complete the side quest, “Wolf Pack Chase,” killing two birds with one stone.
It was just unfortunate for Andy Bogard—he’d likely never recover his girlfriend.
Sitting in the player’s seating area prepared by the organizers, Fang Bo held the battle list in his hands.
The King of Fighters Tournament required teams to confirm their fighting order in advance, including the crucial roles of backup fighters.
The other teams didn’t have too much trouble with this; they simply discussed things amongst themselves. However, when it came to the Ruthless Team, there was a small hiccup.
In a moment of uncomfortable silence, the three big players were in a state where no one wanted to speak to anyone.
Among them, Geese Howard didn’t have much of a desire to fight. From the start, he hadn’t planned on doing much. If it weren’t for the Nests’s presence, he wouldn’t have bothered stepping onto the stage to be a spectacle.
Iori Yagami’s thoughts weren’t much different. He was only interested in defeating Kyo Kusanagi.
Once the Nests and Orochi matters were resolved, he intended to battle Kyo for three days and nights straight.
The bond of rivalry between the two was something outsiders would never understand.
The only two who truly wanted to fight were Fang Bo, eager to rack up Story Points, and Kyo Kusanagi, seeking to prove himself.
The former wanted as many battles as possible, throwing every opponent into the fray for extra points, while the latter didn’t want to waste time with minor enemies.
“Let me handle the small fry. You take care of the strong ones,” Fang Bo suggested.
“Agreed,” Kyo responded.
The two of them reached a consensus.
As for the first match, honestly, Terry Bogard was the only one on Wolf Pack Team with top-tier fighting abilities. The other three were a bunch of dead weight.
So, Fang Bo decided to be the first to step up, while Kyo would play a supporting role.
At the crucial moment, Kyo would deliver a decisive blow, living up to the title of “The Strongest Fist.”
“Alright, it’s settled then,” Fang Bo said, handing the list to the staff.
On the field, the first round of battles was about to begin.
(End of Chapter)