Take Back Our Love! / Rebellious to the Core

The Pirate King hesitated for a moment, glancing at Cong Yu, then at Snow Woman Shuten- dōji, and even at Takemikazuchi, who was running around in the carriage.

If we're talking about proximity, aren't the five of you the closest?

I heard that Shuten and Tamamo even share the same city... Compared to Carlos and the Rap King, aren't you two ridiculously close?

If the two people there were "overheard from behind the walls," then your situation could be considered illegal cohabitation, sleeping side by side, and sharing the same bed.

However, everyone knew that the five from Japan were all in Japan, so the Pirate King didn't complain about it.

She's thinking right now...

"Well, I remember the Rap King's fighting skills..."

As he said this, the Pirate King, recalling the past, tried to put it in a slightly more tactful way. "It was inversely proportional to his strength in the underground music scene... something like that?"

Yes, that's pretty much it.

"Oh, what can I say?!"

Two or three tables away, the Rap King, who was playing cards with the Death King, loudly complained, "Even if I can't beat him, I still..."

"You have to hit me, Lady! Otherwise, my thoughts won't be clear, and I'll be haunted by inner demons, OK?"

Inner demons? What inner demons did you get? You're not a magical girl.

The Pirate King was speechless.

"..."

"Ah, this is the will he needs to express... As the king of United States's underworld, it is his duty to put his thoughts into practice."

Cong Yu said this with an air of complete understanding. Then, she felt the train gradually slow down.

We've arrived at our destination.

"Cough cough."

Cong Yu cleared her throat slightly, stood up first, and smiled at everyone, "We've arrived! Please give this train journey a good review!"

In response, everyone started stretching, and the Rap King even started warming up. "Hey! Cong Yu, cheer me on later!"

"..."

"Hmph, I'll cheer you on."

Cong Yu made this guarantee.

Chapter 607 Taking Love Back!

The boxing world... I suddenly brought up the boxing world because of Carlos Mario, and the previous international situation in Mexico.

In Mexico, there are generally several ways for people from the lower classes to climb the social ladder... some are conventional, while others are quick and easy.

The former naturally persevered through Mexico's terrible communities and atmosphere, studied hard to get into university, and then went to study in the United States.

I'll never come back again (laughs)

The quick and convenient options also have distinctions between legal and illegal ones... The illegal one is naturally being a gang, although it's hard to say whether it's legal or illegal in Mexico.

Then I went to United States to make a living, and never came back (laughs).

The legal way is to box, participate in boxing matches, just like in the Philippines, where one can rise to the top of society through their fists...

Mexico is a boxing powerhouse, and this is a path to advancement.

Then I went to compete in international tournaments and never came back (laughs).

Yes, we need to escape.

For native Mexico, aside from those who lord it over their country, the ultimate goal in life is usually to escape.

But some people are different.

Or rather, because she realized that she was becoming stronger and stronger, she gradually developed a confidence that surpassed all the weirdos and witches.

That's why they crave change.

I long for the day when I can change all of this.

Even if it's a dream, or even a fantasy, it still contains "hope," and is hope within hope.

No matter how much he described it, he ultimately wanted to dedicate everything to it.

Unfortunately...

"The dream has been shattered."

As he spoke, Carlos Mario assumed the starting stance of a martial arts fight; this Mexico man with bandages wrapped around his arms exuded an aura of power.

"My fists, my honed martial arts... Muay Thai, wrestling, Jiu-Jitsu, Capoeira, Bajiquan—it all means nothing from beginning to end."

"And at this moment, the only purpose of these things is to show that I am the king... and always have been, the king of Mexico."

"I am Carlos Mario."

As Carlos spoke, he took a deep breath, surrounded by the other eleven kings, including Miss Chi You, and the black and white guardians at the door also peeked in.

Visibly, starting from Carlos's arms, the magic gradually twisted and turned as if it had materialized into "steel" and "fire".

The force spread from Carlos Mario's hands to his arms, then down his neck and down to his legs... This was his "martial" power.

In response, the Rap King began to demonstrate his fighting prowess.

A high-concentration King Level Super- American Justice Magic Bullet has appeared in the hands of the Rap King...

What? You're asking what's so special about this magic missile?

Sorry, no.

What? You want to ask about Super and United States justice? Is it true that after hitting the enemy, you can get good luck from them and turn all your bad luck around?

Sorry, no.

You're speechless. You're wondering if the Rap King is holding back. Why would a champion like him unleash a magic bullet? Is he throwing the match or rigging it?

I'm sorry, but the Rap King really tried his best.

From the very beginning, his mind was not on fighting. Even though he was born in a black community and had never fought much in his life, he knew very few spells.

You're right, but even though he's Rap King, he has very low HP and can't revive on his own, he doesn't have high-damage spells, he has no unique features, and he's not exclusive to anyone.

While you can easily defeat Boss Level opponents using magic, fighting your own comrades is just... ahhhhh!!

"Aaaaaah!!!"

The Rap King, whose entire body was enhanced with magic, was being beaten by Carlos Mario, howling in pain. "Aaaaaah!!"

Although he screamed like a groundhog, he was surprisingly not seriously injured; he was only barely managing to hold on.

Then, if you don't manage to block it in time, you'll get a heavy punch that almost knocks out your teeth... and then you'll be back in jail.

This is the Monster King's recovery speed.

That's about it.

It doesn't feel like the Rap King is giving Carlos Mario a "King Trial," but rather like he's applying to become Carlos Mario's practice tool.

It was practically like being Carlos's punching bag, being relentlessly attacked.

Beat.

The Rap King's loud shouts elicited chuckles from everyone present, including Miss Chi You.

Humor analysis: It's hard not to laugh.

Carlos Mario, however, had a different thought than the others. He glanced at the smiling Chi You, and his mind darkened slightly.

Without a doubt, he knew that the Rap King was holding back, and it seemed that His Chi You had already figured this out.

So perhaps he can't talk to Rap King Ming.

Even if Carlos Mario wanted the Rap King to show his true skills, he couldn't say things like "I know you're holding back Rap King" in front of Chi You.

That was undoubtedly a gesture of respect to His Majesty.

Therefore, Carlos Mario decided to be more subtle, at least avoiding the term "letting the ball go easy" to avoid being accused of collusion.

"Mr. Mike Mr. Creeper, now I'm going to show you my true skills. The warm-up is over, and now it's time to get down to business and not worry about anything else."

As Carlos spoke, taking a deep breath, he truly hoped to prove his strength and demonstrate that he was worthy of the position of king.

Crowned with the title of "King of Mexico," he openly and legitimately wears this crown that carries the hopes of the remaining survivors and the inevitable struggle forward.

As for Carlos Mario...

"Huh? You haven't shown your true skills yet?"

The Rap King exclaimed in surprise, feeling a throbbing pain in his arm and a dizzy head.

Carlos Mario's response to this was --

"Please enlighten me! Witness this, the highest realm I have attained, the ultimate mystery I only recently realized— Sorrow!"

As he said this, a hint of Sorrow appeared in Carlos's eyes, and he was about to let this sorrow drive him forward.

And this is precisely what he meant by his ultimate secret.

"Oh... phew..."

Carlos let out a long breath and struck a pose toward the Rap King, as if the seven stars of the Big Dipper were displayed at that moment, shining brightly.

Rap King: "OH! SHI(T)..."

Before the Rap King could finish his swearing, Carlos's fist came flying down. "Attatatata!"

"Ada da da!!!"

"..." A swift punch sent the Rap King flying all over the place. But strangely, it didn't seem to cause any injury.

"Pfft--"

Cong Yu couldn't help but laugh.

While all the other players were curious, only Cong Yu laughed, then coughed twice. "Ahem, I'm ready to rescue people."

What does "saving people" mean?

Everyone looked curiously at the Rap King, who was rubbing himself in confusion. At that moment, the Rap King was also puzzled as to why he was alright.

When Carlos clasped his hands in a respectful gesture, Cong Yu felt he had to say those words, and his expression instantly turned serious.

It's like his art style has completely changed; he instantly transformed into a tough guy.

"You are dead!"

The Cong Yu was so loud.

Rap King: "W... What?"

The moment the Rap King uttered his question, his expression changed drastically... because he sensed the restless magic that Carlos had injected into his body.

"Pfft!!!!"

Chapter 608 Rebellious Spirit Arises

Carlos Mario truly passed the King Trial, even though he knew it came from the Rap King's acknowledgment and leniency.

(Rap King - About to faint: Ugh ugh ah, rua--)

(The Rap King is now unconscious:...)

Even if this might stem from people's pity for him because of the current situation in Mexico... he doesn't need it.

However, since even the Rap King, who had the biggest opinion, acknowledged his right to be king and was willing to give each other a way out,

So how could Carlos Mario possibly turn down such goodwill?

He will remember this feeling of being moved and recognized.

Yes, he addressed Miss Chi You as "Your Chi You Chiyou," just like Cong Yu when he first became king, still holding respect for others.

However, it's easy to imagine that if Miss Chi You were still the same Miss Chi You as before... things would change very quickly.

In a few decades, this attitude will probably change. Because for Chi You Monster King, Miss Chi You is undoubtedly both annoying and useless.