Super Fighting Tokyo

Chapter 142 The Holy Land of Martial Arts!
Two days later, on the day of the match.

As dusk fell, the sky began to darken, turning the air into a tranquil, serene blue.

A black classic luxury sedan was parked in front of the Douhun Martial Arts Hall courtyard, having been waiting there for some time.

After taking a shower and packing his backpack, Shiraki turned to look inside—Ayusa had just finished exercising and was doing elastic stretching.

Noticing Shiraki's gaze, Yusa waved, as if saying goodbye to her older brother.

"Hmm, not giving any instructions or anything? I guess it's just a habit..."

Bai Mucheng shook his head.

Since Yusa didn't say she wanted to go watch the game, Shiraki Cheng naturally wouldn't force her. He casually said, "Get some rest," and then turned and left.

We got into the car and headed straight for "Shuidobashi".

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Shiramu Chengqian had just left, about five minutes later.

Wu Fengshui then rode her motorcycle to the entrance of the Douhun Martial Arts Hall and honked the horn twice.

Yusa grabbed her backpack, which was full of snacks and drinks, rushed out of the room in a few steps, locked the door, and jumped onto the back of the motorcycle.

"Alas!"

The two girls raised their hands and shouted.

In fact, the two of them had already decided to go and watch the game, so there was no need to ask Bai Mucheng's opinion. Besides, it wouldn't matter if Bai Mucheng refused.

After all, it's not as fun as sneaking over by deliberately following someone.

This competition involves neither yakuza nor any conflicts of interest, so the viewing experience is naturally very pleasant.

Woo——!
Wu Fengshui twisted the accelerator, his black-and-white eyes lighting up as he grinned and said, "Let's go, to the waterway bridge!"

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In a luxury car.

Accompanying Shiraki Cheng were not only the driver who was picking him up and dropping him off, but also Yuji Dobu—who was sitting side by side with Shiraki Cheng in the back of the car.

This uncle from the Divine Heart Society was eager to see Shiraki's reaction to his first encounter with the "Underground Arena," so he volunteered to join in the fun.

"..."

"The Tokyo Dome underground arena, for people like us, should be a fairy tale kingdom, or you could call it 'Paradise No. 1'."

Yuji Doppo, holding a can of ice-cold beer, slowly sipped it and began to explain the history of "Goreland" to Shiraki Cheng.

“In May of Showa 60 (1941), construction of the Tokyo Dome began in Bunkyo Ward, Tokyo.”

“At that time, a person in the financial world—who also held great power—forced the construction of a ‘private space’ in exchange for sponsoring the construction costs.”

"Thus, the Tokyo Dome, which should have only six floors above ground and two floors below ground, now has six more floors below ground, giving it a new look as a holy site for martial arts."

"The person who runs the underground fighting arena now is the old man I told you about before—that 'Tokugawa Mitsunari'."

Yudi Dubu leaned back in his chair, his gaze fixed on Bai Mucheng.

"In 1615, the Toyotomi family perished after the Siege of Osaka, thus bringing the Sengoku period to an end."

"However, for those martial artists who can only display their talents in war, the end of war is like the arrival of winter, and bloodshed increases everywhere."

"The then-shogun, Tokugawa Iemitsu, worried about the disorderly security, decided to set up a martial arts arena for martial artists to showcase their talents, and appointed his confidant, Yorifusa's son, Mitsukuni, to complete the important task."

"Therefore, Tokugawa Mitsukuni, the ancestor of Tokugawa Mitsunari, built the first 'Korakuen' in his own villa."

"After the enactment of the dueling law, the Korakuen Colosseum was in danger of extinction. It was thanks to the persistence of the Tokugawa ancestors who loved fighting that the Colosseum was able to be passed down."

After finishing his beer, Yuji Doppo flattened the aluminum can and revealed an expectant smile.

"Unlike the Kengan Association's commercial nature, the underground fighting arena exists solely to allow different fighting styles to compete against each other!"

"Whether you're a top-tier wrestler or a grand sumo yokozuna, you can fight anyone you want..."

"Apart from the use of weapons, all other means are acceptable!"

As he spoke, Yuji Doppo gestured towards Shiraki Sei, scratching Shiraki Sei's neck with his fingertip, "You can hang him!"

Immediately following the downward chop, he shouted, "You can attack **!"

Finally, he gritted his teeth and made a sharp "click" sound, "It can bite too!"

Yuji Doppo grinned and said, "Therefore, battles in the underground arena don't even need proper referees, making it perfectly fair!"

"..."

As Shiraki listened to Doppo's words, memories flooded his mind. He leaned back in his car seat, tilted his head back, and smiled contentedly.

That feeling is like going on a picnic with old friends, which really makes you itchy to go.

Seeing this, even the driver couldn't help but be curious.

The name of Hao Hongye already existed in the "Warrior Roster" of the underground arena, and tonight another one will be added!
And will the new contestant named "Shiraki Cheng" be able to secure a place on the roster?

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The sky had completely darkened. Finally, the car arrived outside Tokyo Dome. The three of them got out, walked through the parking lot, and came to the entrance of the arena, where they saw the "arena operator" who had come to greet them.

There were two bodyguards on the left and right, and in the middle stood a short, bald old man dressed in a traditional kimono with a big smile.

"I've been waiting for you for so long, Doppa! It's been so long since we last met in the knockout stage!"

The old man stepped forward and greeted Doppo. The two hugged each other, and Doppo even picked up the old man. They both smiled broadly.

After Dubu put the old man down, the old man looked at Bai Mucheng and smiled even more happily, "So you're the one who'll be fighting against Hongye tonight?"

He ran over to Bai Mucheng in a few strides, looked him up and down, and finally slapped Bai Mucheng's arm hard. "Not bad, a real man!"

Yuji Doppo introduced, "Brother Shiraki, this is the owner of the arena—Tokugawa Mitsunari."

Shiraki shook hands with him, while Tokugawa shook his head with a smile.

While the iron was hot, Shiraki wanted to exchange business cards with Tokugawa, but unfortunately Tokugawa did not have one with him. So he gave Shiraki his spare folding fan as a souvenir for their first meeting.

"Haha, I'll lead the way!"

Tokugawa was in high spirits and strode forward, walking in front of Shiraki.

The group entered the stadium, turned left and right, and finally entered an elevator with the Tokugawa family crest at the end of the corridor.

The elevator went all the way down to the sixth basement level!

Ding!
The elevator doors opened, revealing a luxurious, carpeted corridor leading to a large door.

The doors opened, and the legendary "Tokyo Dome Underground Arena" came into view!

Wow!

It was a venue with a huge interior space. The ceiling was an inverted hemisphere, and the lower half was trapezoidal. The audience seats were distributed on the outer perimeter, and the fighting arena was in the middle!
Tokugawa grinned and began to introduce his prized underground fighting arena.

Built in 1985, it has a volume of 32 cubic meters and can accommodate 1500 people!

"There are 18 high-speed elevators that go directly to the venue, and the ceiling is a soundproof ceiling made of ethylene resin."

"The most crucial special fighting arena is an octagonal structure enclosed by a wooden fence, with a diameter of 10 meters!"

Tokugawa turned his head and gestured for Shiraki to look at the calligraphy hanging on the wall. "Look, that's an antique from my family!"

Following Tokugawa's gaze, Shiraki saw the calligraphy:

Korakuen Arena - Fighter's Insights

1. The use of any weapons is prohibited.

2. I shall bear all injuries and losses.

Third, no bonuses or prizes will be awarded.

Fourth, the one who ascends the throne will be remembered for eternity!
—Tokugawa Mitsukuni in the 20th year of Kan'ei (1620)
"Haha, are you getting excited?"

Seeing the light in Shiraki's eyes, Tokugawa urged, "Then hurry up and go to the rest room to prepare. Kou Momiji has already started warming up!"

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In the player lounge.

Under the watchful eye of his younger brother, Hao Angsheng, Hao Hongye was doing extremely intense warm-up exercises.

Short-distance sprints, maximum weight bench presses, explosive push-ups, reverse backbends...

And finally, the energy consumption is even higher than that of a full-speed sprint—

Static hanging arm extended cross suspension!
"..."

call out!
Hao Hongye landed with a thud, wiping away sweat as she took the bottle from Hao Angsheng's hand to replenish her fluids.

Hao Angsheng noticed his elder brother's condition.

Those flawless muscles were not just hot, they even had a "burning" feel to them, every single one of them was full of fighting spirit!

Hao Angsheng couldn't help but laugh and said, "Are you getting serious so early?"

"Of course."

Hao Hongye put down her water bottle, took off her soaking wet clothes, changed into a dry vest and shorts, and headed to the arena. "After all, if I'm not serious, the outcome will probably be decided in an instant..."

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Hao Hongye left the lounge and walked forward along the passage, entering first from the "Azure Dragon" direction.

More than a thousand audience members have already entered the venue, and the commentator is shouting to warm up the crowd.

"Whoa! Time to make my entrance!"

"Put aside your primary medical duties for now; the fighting spirit still burns brightly. Healing or destruction is just a matter of a single thought!"

"He truly is a superhuman physique—"

"Red Leaves!"

　Let's begin! The pace is expected to be slightly longer than the police battle, just a little bit longer. I'll try to avoid dragging things out~ I'll try to add more chapters if I have the chance.

　　(My job is so tiring. After an afternoon of meetings, I can only stay up all night to organize the outline. Haidu is really not a place for humans. I'll go back to my hometown and open a Blu-ray bar someday...)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)