Chapter 336: You, go and finish off Urameshi Yusuke

That was a youth who looked to be fourteen or fifteen years old, wearing a head of jet-black, shiny hair of medium length. He was neither tall nor short, dressed in a green middle school uniform, looking just like any delinquent one might see on the street. Yet, the light contained within his gaze made no one dare to underestimate him.

His appearance caused the boos from all the demons present to cease for a fleeting moment, followed by a renewed wave of shrill, desperate mockery.

Behind him followed three teammates.

The tallest and largest-framed among them sported a rare pompadour, like a mass of raging flames. His face bore scars, yet he walked in with both hands in his pockets, exuding an imposing aura. It seemed he did not consider himself a supporting character, but rather entered as a protagonist of this competition as well.

"Tch."

The Evil Eye Master, full of wicked energy, gave a rather disdainful response to these restless, good-for-nothing demons, as if they were merely a breeze brushing past, completely unworthy of attention. Yet, those eyes, filled with arrogance, seemed to be searching eagerly for something.

The last person had delicate features and a gentle smile on his face. He wore slightly long red hair and was also dressed in a human world student uniform. His emerald-green pupils shone brightly, though deep within them seemed to hide some unknown worries.

"Hiei, go die!!"

"Kurama, get the hell out!!"

When the two demons named "Hiei" and "Kurama" appeared alongside that human youth, the jeering reached its peak. There was not a single spot in the entire spectator stands that wasn't cursing them.

After all, to demons, humans were a weak race.

And these two demons who had joined a human team, regardless of their reasons or purposes, were already considered traitors.

And traitors were existences even more hateful than enemies. Not to mention, this ragtag army had actually fought their way into the finals of the Dark Martial Arts Assembly, where the strong were as numerous as clouds.

"Dark Martial Arts Assembly"—

The grandest stage for demons in the Human Realm.

Human dignitaries who vied for power in the underworld would each send their five strongest warriors to participate in the Dark Martial Arts Assembly, held once every fifty years.

The underworld was the dark side of the human world, a domain ruled by demons. Most of the warriors participating in these death matches were demons born with formidable strength and innate talent, enjoying great fame on the surface. Few human martial artists dared to enter, and even the audience consisted almost entirely of bloodthirsty demons.

Each team was limited to five members, with reserves allowed after losses. The competition rules were extremely liberal; weapons and special items were permitted. Matches could be best-of-five, elimination, total defeat, or even a chaotic brawl on stage. As long as the opponent conceded, was unable to stand, or was killed, it counted as a victory.

In fact, once one stepped onto the ring, few could leave unscathed.

And in this cruel, brutal, and intense competition, regarded as a battle for demonic glory, victory had not belonged to these proud demons since the last tournament.

Fifty years ago, the human martial artist Genkai and the Toguro brothers took the championship.

And today, Genkai's disciple had once again arrived at this place, rising abruptly like a dark horse, fighting their way to the championship match without anyone's favor or support.

The name of this team was—"Team Urameshi"!

"That shorty next to him, only 1.45 meters tall but acting as cocky as if he were 1.95, is Hiei. That beautiful man with a face as lonely as snow is Kurama, and that big brother with the pompadour who looks like he walked off the set of a delinquent high school movie is Kuwabara Kazuma."

Inside the VIP spectator area provided by the organizers, a voice suddenly rang out, commenting on the team with a familiarity that would surely enrage the participants.

"The remaining one is Urameshi Yusuke?"

A cold female voice asked her companion. From her tone, one could imagine her frowning at that moment.

"Mm." The companion beside her nodded.

All the demons present had seen this name go from "unfamiliar" to "familiar," from "disdainful" to "fearful and terrified" over the past few days.

"That is Urameshi Yusuke..." someone repeated heavily, "The youth who returned from the dead, the Spirit Detective, the contemporary successor of the Spirit Wave Fist, that delinquent—Ura-meshi-Yusuke!"

He enunciated the last few words syllable by syllable. His gaze never left the green-clad youth at the front, as if looking at a precious but flawed raw gemstone, or something else entirely, but in any case, the Urameshi Yusuke in his eyes was not the one before him now.

Every world has its protagonist, but undoubtedly, in this circular arena accommodating tens of thousands, the undisputed protagonist was Urameshi Yusuke.

He, who apprehended the thieves who stole the "Three Great Treasures of the Spirit World" for the Spirit Realm, befriended the Demon Fox Kurama and the Demon Thief Hiei, captured the demon Rando, practiced the "Spirit Wave Fist" of the master Genkai, defeated the Four Saint Beasts who used "Insect Flutes" to control "Demon Parasites" to invade the human world, and struck down Team Rokuyukai, Team Dr. Ichigaki, and Team Masho, used his own power to walk uprightly into the final.

Even if they were unwilling to accept it, even if they refused to admit it, these tens of thousands of demons knew from the bottom of their hearts that Urameshi Yusuke was that...

Strong—

One punch thrown, one move to defeat.

All the demons who harbored killing intent toward him, all the guys who truly pissed him off, were eventually struck down by his invincible iron fist. Who could still say "Urameshi Yusuke is nothing special"? Who dared to boast "Finish off that Team Urameshi"?

——

"Can we start yet?"

The delinquent youth yawned, "I haven't finished my latest manga book yet. Let's end this quickly."

His posture was so arrogant, so nonchalant.

The referee and commentator, a rather cute girl-demon who was half-fox, half-cat, and had rabbit ears, nodded at this overly confident youth who seemed to have already embraced the championship trophy in his arms.

"Urameshi Yusuke is nothing special."

Someone had indeed said that.

Then, with a hint of malice, he smiled at the people around him and said: "Go, you guys go and finish off that Team Urameshi."

"Hehehe... A martial arts assembly without that guy Toguro is too boring... Whether it's for Yusuke or for the audience, it's all the same. Let's throw some dust in his eyes..."

"The opponent for Team Urameshi's final match is—"

The girl-demon referee's voice was drawn out long, and finally, amidst the anticipation of the masses, she uttered a name.

"—'Team Kaleidoscope'!"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 337 =====