Super Fighting Tokyo

Chapter 113 Superficial but Effective

Shiraki Cheng also learned some information from Wu Fengshui.

IDEAL——

Originally, it referred to the highest level of diamond cutting.

Previously, they had hired the Mischievous Tooth Gang to fix matches, threatened Hina Hongo to hand over chemical weapons, smuggled weapons, and supported Sada Kuni's terrorist attacks...

Behind many of these incidents, a criminal organization called "IDEAL" is active.

The identity of its leader is unknown.

The organization itself relies primarily on funding to operate rebel and guerrilla groups around the world, and is a criminal syndicate that will stop at nothing to achieve its goals.

Recently, they have also begun to absorb criminal organizations around the world.

"..."

Based on what Katahara Metsudo said, and combined with his memories, Shiraki Sei could easily deduce the following:

IDEAL's current targets include not only the Gambler's Club, but also the Kengan Association, the fighters of the underworld, and even the "remnants of the cult" represented by "Revolutionary Princess" Hina Hongo!
"What IDEAL wants to devour is the 'legitimacy' that Kengan and the gambling king have built up over the years."

Katahara Metsudo looked at Nogi.

"To ensure the strength of the 'leaders,' large underground organizations often have a brutal elimination mechanism."

"To take over the Kengan Association, you must challenge the current chairman—that is, me—hold the 'Kengan Fatal Elimination Tournament,' and let the fighter representing your side win in the end."

"—This was your original plan, Nogi, right? It seems your plan is going to be used by IDEAL too."

"On the other side, the 'Gambling Club' has a similar mechanism called 'Insubordination'. After meeting certain conditions, one can directly challenge the leader of the Gambling Club, and the winner can also win the entire Gambling Club."

Mie Tang extended two fingers.

"Kengan Deathmatch, and, insubordination—"

"If we win these two matches, both the Kengan Association and the Bettor Club will fall into IDEAL's hands!"

"In this way, most of the underground world will belong to IDEAL."

"Of course, this is only under the assumption that 'IDEAL can win'..."

Mitsudo chuckled, "Now it's not just IDEAL, but also the yakuza, big conglomerates, and even the 'dark side' within the Metropolitan Police Department are starting to stir."

"Get ready, the exciting 'Warring States Period' is coming!"

……

"..."

As Nogi Hideki listened to Katahara Metsudo's account, beads of sweat never disappeared from his forehead.

Although he had sensed something beforehand and had made some preparations, such as recruiting experts and discovering talents, Nogi felt the situation was complicated when he learned more about the inside story.

Everything must be replanned!

"..."

Compared to Nogi, Shiraki Jou and Guji Doppo are more concerned about the other side.

Doppo repeatedly flipped through the files on his computer, the light from the screen flashing in his left eye. "Haha, seeking defeat and all that... those death row inmates are really interesting guys!"

Looking at the bloody scene of the prison break in the photos, Maruk unconsciously clenched his fists.

This former "devil of the abandoned building" has already made up his mind not to kill again and to atone for the mistakes Rodham made.

"Maruk will protect Arisa, Baku, Uncle Akagi, and all the other good people!"

"..."

Upon hearing this, Doppo blinked. "Really? You're quite energetic. Not bad!"

He looked at Bai Mucheng and said with a faint smile, "Brother Bai Mucheng, you can understand, right? This piece of jade called 'Maruk' tells a simple truth."

"The greatest significance of our group's tireless training day and night is this—"

Yuji Doppo clenched his fists.

"We want to be stronger when we fight."

"Whether in a pub or on the street..."

"Whether facing athletes, fighters, escaped prisoners, death row inmates, or criminal organizations..."

Yuji Doppo laughed, raised his fist, and shook it.

"If you want to be able to control everything in a bloody and brutal battle, there is nothing more effective than having a 'hard fist'."

He lowered his fist and put his hands on his hips.

"Then, some people might ask—" "Huh!? The mighty [Martial God] Yu Di Du Bu, is pursuing only 'strong fists'? Is the [Martial God] so superficial?"

"Haha, how silly..."

Du Bu suddenly lowered his voice, covered his mouth with his hand, and whispered to the crowd, "Isn't having a hard fist enough?"

"..."

Upon hearing this, Shiraki Shō and Katahara Metsudou couldn't help but laugh, while Maruk nodded seriously. Only Nogi Hideki and Akiyama Kaede looked completely astonished.

Dubu looked completely calm.

“Throughout history, people only speak loudly when they are seeking something, but when they are conveying the ‘truth,’ they always keep their voices down and speak quietly.”

He flipped through the files of the five death row inmates, as well as the latter half—the section about IDEAL.

"Just like what the old man from the Mie Tang family said, the 'dark' in black fighting techniques not only refers to their activity in the dark side of society, but also to their 'unscrupulous means'."

"For them, the struggle is not a competition, but a bloodbath!"

"—It's a 'battle' where you die if you lose even once!"

"So while we are 'pursuing strength,' they are 'seeking defeat,' because those guys have never actually been defeated."

As Doppo was speaking, he suddenly noticed that Maruk, who was standing next to him, looked a little nervous.

"Don't be afraid."

Doppo patted Maruk on the shoulder. "I heard from Katsumi that you and Shiraki-kun should have both met 'him'—[the strongest creature on earth]."

"Can you imagine the scene of Yujiro Hanma prostrating himself on the ground in submission?"

Du Bu grinned, "So, kid, as long as your fists are strong enough, whether they're death row inmates, criminal organizations, or other experts, bring it on!"

Maruk listened attentively to the master's teachings, nodding as if he understood but not quite.

After teaching Maruk, Doppo looked at Shiraki, and their eyes met, both understanding each other's thoughts.

Shiraki, hands on his knees, grinned and said, "You can beat someone who's never lost before into a loss? Not bad, fantastic!"

Even Doppo couldn't help himself; he suddenly wiped his mouth, a sense of anticipation tugging at his lips. "Indeed, a truly formidable opponent..."

The two looked at each other for a moment, then chuckled and ate a few more pastries.

……

……

The next evening.

On the outskirts of Edogawa Ward, there is an unnamed underground boxing gym.

Tonight, there will be two Kengan matches!
Bai Mucheng arrived early, sat on the stone steps next to the exit of the boxing gym, ate a "banana" and a large bowl of "vegetable porridge", and drank a bottle of cola that had been shaken flat.

His match is the second one, and now is the perfect time to replenish his energy while waiting for his friends who are coming to watch.

"call--!"

Bai Mucheng swallowed the last mouthful of sugar water, leaned against the wall and looked up at the sky, suddenly realizing that a shadow had enveloped him.

Turning around, one could see a robust man with a strong physique, wearing a suit, with a short, stiff black buzz cut, a angular face, and sharp eyes like an eagle.

The man's face matched that of someone in Bai Mucheng's memory.

He made a brief eye contact with the man, smiled knowingly, and the man's face suddenly darkened, as if he was about to speak, but was interrupted by a woman who had followed him.

The woman, dressed in a kimono, with short hair and a beautiful face, softly reminded the man, "Akoya, let's hurry, the first match is about to begin."

"……Um."

The man nodded with a stern face, finally shifting his gaze from Bai Mucheng, and stepped downstairs into the boxing gym.

The couple had barely left when the referee from the Quanyuan Association, who was in charge of the second match, rushed over.

Coincidentally, this referee was the same one who was on the Espoowaru cruise ship at the time, who witnessed the exciting night of the three consecutive Kengan matches, and was an old acquaintance of Shiraki Sei.

Seeing Bai Mucheng looking at the backs of the couple, the referee asked curiously, "Do you know them?"

"We don't really know each other," Bai Mucheng shook his head, handed the uncle a can of iced cola, and smiled, gesturing, "Shall we introduce ourselves?"

"Sure, since he's in the first match anyway, it won't hurt to tell you."

The referee nodded. "That man is a ruthless figure who commands the Metropolitan Police Department's SWAT team, and he's also a formidable fighter."

“Aguya Kiyoaki, the representative of ‘Wakaki Life’ company, nicknamed ‘The Executioner’.”

(End of this chapter)