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"I was busy looking for the truth," Koga replied, his knuckles white as he gripped his training tape. "I found a translation of the old scrolls. They say the 'Dragon' isn't a person. It's a technique."

The air in the underground arena was thick with the scent of ozone and old blood. Koga Narushima stood at the edge of the concrete ring, his eyes locked on the flickering screen of a discarded tablet nearby. The headlines were blurred, but the name "Dragon Scan" flashed in neon colors—a digital ghost in a world of physical brutality. "You’re late, Koga," a voice rasped from the shadows. "I was busy looking for the truth," Koga

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"That," Ryuki said, his voice dropping to a predatory growl, "is the reason we’re here. The online world thinks this is entertainment. But for us, the next page is survival." "You’re late, Koga," a voice rasped from the shadows

As the notification for a new chapter pinged in the silence, both fighters moved at once. Not toward each other, but toward the dark corridor where the "Dragon" awaited. The scan was live, the translation was clear, and the real fight was only just beginning.

It was Gaoh Ryuki, standing as still as a statue. He wasn’t looking at the screen; he was looking through the walls, through the very fabric of the Kengan matches. Between them lay the weight of Chapter 18—not just a sequence of pages on a reader, but the moment their paths finally diverged.