[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-vision-grid-system-the-comeback-of-ryoma-takeda":3,"chapter-vision-grid-system-the-comeback-of-ryoma-takeda-vision-grid-system-the-comeback-of-ryoma-takeda-chapter-191":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","VISION GRID SYSTEM: THE COMEBACK OF RYOMA TAKEDA",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},730295,969,"Chapter 191: Lacks of Respect","vision-grid-system-the-comeback-of-ryoma-takeda-chapter-191",191,"\u003Cp>The crowd keeps roaring, even though Ayano’s no longer throwing. The furious exchange has ended. Now it’s only Ryoma pressing forward, relentless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Takashiro can only watch. Every thud of Ryoma’s glove makes his stomach tighten. He just hopes Ayano survives until the bell, though that hope shrinks with every clean hit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Coach, do something!\" Suda blurts, voice trembling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"There’s nothing to do now,\" Takashiro says grimly. \"If only he’d used his left and his footwork earlier, he could’ve bought space, recovered, fought on equal ground.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, out of nowhere...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>DSH!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ayano fires a short left hook that lands flush, snapping Ryoma’s head sideways, breaking his rhythm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He throws another, then another, but his legs betray him. His punches lose their form, his body swaying, exhausted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ryoma slips the next swing easily, steps back, and wipes a streak of blood from his mouth. He glances at the timer in his Vision Grid: less than forty seconds left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I need to finish it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tightens his right hand and steps in again, jabbing sharp and fast. Ayano answers, but his own jabs are weakened, predictable, and slow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ryoma pivots low and drives a straight left into the solar plexus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BUG!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Air rushes from Ayano’s lungs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he can recover, Ryoma crashes in with a brutal right cross to the face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ayano barely manages to raise his guard...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BAM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...perfect block.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But even blocking hurts now. The impact shakes through his trembling arms and legs. And he still can’t breathe after that body shot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hands are too heavy, his lungs on fire. All he can do now is cover up and pray for the bell. But even that guard is loose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just when he’s finally fighting the way Takashiro taught him, when he sees it working, it’s already too late.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What is left now is regret, and a quiet kind of self-resentment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Damn it... I should’ve listened...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ryoma rips through his defense with two stiff jabs, and then follows with two hooks from both sides.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crowd erupts as Ayano’s head snaps left and right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gloves finally drop. As his body wavers, Ryoma ends it with a savage right hook from above.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>WHAM!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ayano finally crumples, hitting the canvas hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Down goes Ayano!\" a commentator shouts. \"Less than ten seconds before the bell, and Ryoma floors him again!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s a monster shot!\" another cries. \"The timing, the precision... that’s MVP-level execution!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The referee steps in, waving Ryoma to the neutral corner. Ryoma obeys, panting hard, eyes sharp but heavy with fatigue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the red corner, Takashiro and his team don’t move. No one calls for Ayano to rise. No towel flies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only seven seconds remain. Surrendering now would rob Ayano of the little dignity he has left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is a lesson he needed,\" Takashiro mutters. \"If it wasn’t Ryoma giving it to him, some veteran would’ve done it soon enough.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The referee kneels beside Ayano, checks him, and starts the count.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"One!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Two!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Three!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Four!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ryoma exhales, staring at the motionless fighter, hoping it’s over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If he gets up again...\" he mutters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>>\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The count finally ends. The referee checks Ayano one last time before waving his arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The arena erupts. Their hero has done it again, another knockout, another spectacle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And there it is!\" a commentator shouts over the roar. \"A picture-perfect finish from the Cruel King, Ryoma Takeda!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ayano showed heart, but Ryoma showed mastery. Pure control, pure discipline, and terrifying timing!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He didn’t just win. He defined domination through fundamentals!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Banners ripple across the stands, ’RYOMA THE CRUEL KING’, as drums pound and the chant builds:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>RYO-MA! RYO-MA! RYO-MA!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crowd surges with each echo, their cheers crashing like waves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>***\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Takashiro’s team gathers around Ayano, murmuring his name as if calling him back from somewhere far away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Across the ring, Nakahara’s team storms the neutral corner. Ryoma, still bathed in the roar, raises his glove toward the stands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Kenta lifts him, grinning, shouting \"Banzai! Banzai!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The chant catches fire, spreading through the crowd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Ryoma turns, and his gaze lands on Ayano, slumped, cradled by his team.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>>\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ryoma’s brows twitch. He never liked the idea, never liked Ayano. But his smirk falters at how calculated the thought sounds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He taps Kenta’s shoulder to be set down. The cheers dip as he steps toward the red corner, lowering his head in what looks like respect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it isn’t for Ayano. Not for Takashiro, or the fight. He knows what the cameras see: the fallen rival and the humble victor. The image that makes headlines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He reaches out his hand, not from empathy, but from calculation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You gave me a good round,\" Ryoma says, smiling faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ayano, half-conscious, still hears it. He’s gained some respect for Ryoma through the fight, but those words sound like a veiled boast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He scowls and knocks Ryoma’s hand away. And Ryoma’s face twists, eyes flaring with sudden anger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You arrogant bastard!\" he snaps, cocking a fist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Kenta lunges first, grabbing both his arms. \"Hey, stop! Enough already!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Come here, you asshole!\" Ryoma shouts, struggling. \"I showed you respect and...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Stop being a child,\" Kenta cuts him off, covering his mouth, dragging him back. \"Look at the crowd. You’re giving them a bad example.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crowd, of course, loves it. They laugh and actually cheer louder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Takashiro’s team lifts Ayano out of the ring. No one claps for him now. Even some of his own fans turn, joining the chant for Ryoma instead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Beat him, Ryoma!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don’t let that arrogant bastard live!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hey, hey... if he actually kills him, that’d be trouble.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We don’t care!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Just retire, Ayano! We’re done watching you!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah... no respect at all!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your corner might still stand by you, but we won’t. You’ve already lost ours.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s brutal. But the sting cuts deeper when Ayano notices the shirts and towels, still printed with his name, on the very people shouting for his end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>***\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once Ayano disappears, the ring finally settles. The roar lingers as a female official approaches Ryoma. She bows slightly and holds the mic with both hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Um... Ryoma-kun, could you please share a few words for your fans?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ryoma takes the mic without meeting her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thank you, everyone,\" he says, calm and practiced. \"You’ve been incredible all this time. I wouldn’t have come this far without your support. As for the All-Japan Rookie Final... I apologize for not living up to your expectations.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A voice shouts from the stands: \"Never mind that!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another joins: \"You proved yourself tonight, Ryoma! We’ve always believed in you!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crowd swells again, the cheer rolling back over him like surf.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ryoma feels it, really feels it. It can’t be compared to the night he won that lucky bet, the night before he got shot. This feeling is real.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Go for the title next!\" someone yells.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah! Renji’s run away... now the title’s vacant! Aim for it!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ryoma’s smile wavers. He does have the ambition, but a title shot next? It’s not that simple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At ringside, reporters Tanaka and Sato laugh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Title fight? Bit early for that,\" Tanaka says.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Three more bouts,\" Sato grins. \"Maybe two, if the stars align.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Somewhere in the front row, Logan Rhodes gives a slow nod and a measured clap as Ryoma leaves the ring. The crowd’s still chanting his name.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>RYO-MA! RYO-MA! RYO-MA! RYO-MA!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"With this kind of support,\" Logan says, still clapping, \"maybe he can challenge for the title soon.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reika hears it, and a quiet smile crosses her face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But farther back, there’s Sekino Yashinobu, the veteran from Minato Bayside Gym, watching in silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A gym mate nudges him. \"So, you really moving up to lightweight? Just to fight that guy?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sekino doesn’t answer at first. His gaze stays locked on Ryoma, still basking in the light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Someone has to teach that kid...\" he says finally, \"what respect truly means.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He still hasn’t forgotten what Ryoma did to Kanzaki.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He believes Ryoma will secure his A-license after this, which means he can finally issue the challenge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All he needs now is to move up to lightweight, and get ready.\u003C\u002Fp>",1359,"2026-06-02T11:09:26.935Z",1,"novelbin.me","e418fbdc6348a5b3ece71de98dc32602172bd92fe51798fe0dc88c996120ed6d","vision-grid-system-the-comeback-of-ryoma-takeda-chapter-192","vision-grid-system-the-comeback-of-ryoma-takeda-chapter-190",762,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fvision-grid-system-the-comeback-of-ryoma-takeda-cover.jpg"]