Super Fighting Tokyo

Chapter 152 Arrival
The 131kg super-muscular body collapsed to the ground with a "thud".

On the fighting arena afterwards, only heavy breathing could be heard.

"Huh...huh..."

Bai Mucheng's arms hung limply, his knees slightly bent inward, barely supporting his body. He had very little strength left, and he could barely lift his head.

He forced his eyes open wide, peering through the crimson light at the fallen Hao Hongye.

"..."

Chi...

Bai Mucheng moved his feet, facing the audience around the arena, and scanned them with his eyes.

Tap...tap...

Snapped!
He suddenly stopped in his tracks, then used all his strength to clench his fists and roar.

"We won—Aaaaaaah!!!"

This roar awakened the audience who had been holding their breath, and they clapped and cheered, applauding the match.

We won!

"Well done, Shiraki!"

"A new fighter has been born! Brilliant!"

"..."

Seeing this, the referee on the sidelines suddenly pounded the war drum and announced, "The outcome is decided!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, several staff members who had been waiting for a long time jumped over the fence and rushed towards Hao Hongye, who was lying on the ground.

"Quickly, get a stretcher!"

However, just as the stretcher was brought over and the staff were preparing to lift the cleaver up, a large hand suddenly landed on the shoulder of the leading doctor.

? !
The staff turned around and were surprised to find that Gao Hongye had sat up, her complexion had returned to normal, with only some scratches and bloodstains remaining.

"You've worked hard, but don't worry, I'm fine."

Hao Hongye casually picked up the bandage and began to treat the severe muscle injury in her left upper arm herself.

He gently wiped away the blood and smiled at the head doctor, "I'm sorry for refusing your treatment without my permission. You won't blame me, will you?"

The lead doctor scratched his head. "How could that be? Look at what you're saying. Being able to observe your treatments is something every doctor dreams of."

"but……"

The lead doctor changed the subject, recalling the intense battle that had just taken place, "I didn't expect you to recover so quickly, haha..."

"But I still lost."

Hao Hongye stood up gracefully, walked towards Bai Mucheng who was standing with a hunched posture, and helped him raise his weak right hand to signal to the people around him.

"That was a really enjoyable battle. I'm quite satisfied with what I've been doing lately."

After saying that, Hao Hongye helped Bai Mucheng up and led him to the stretcher not far away, where she helped him lie down slowly.

"Hmm, putting aside the internal injuries for now, this is definitely the most difficult part to deal with..."

Hao Hongye helped Bai Mucheng turn over, gently stroking the left side of his back with her fingers, and called over several doctors from the sidelines.

"Look closely, this is the most difficult fracture to treat—"

"The ribs on the inside of the scapula."

"Because once injured, a cast cannot be used to immobilize the injury."

Hao Hongye's fingers pressed down gently.

"If you want to handle it properly, you have to consider not only the fracture point of the bone, but also pay special attention to the 'muscle texture' of the injured person, as everyone has subtle differences."

Hao Hongye explained with a smile:
"Because he dodged in time, Shiraki only suffered a 'fracture' rather than a broken bone, so he only needs to rest and his excellent physique will recover quickly."

"Of course, if you can use a subtle massage technique to relax the muscles in this area, it will be more conducive to healing, but the movements must be very gentle."

As soon as he finished speaking, Hao Hongye's fingertips suddenly twitched, as if they were shaking.

Bai Mucheng suddenly glared.

"Wow!"

He let out a loud shout, startling those around him. Immediately afterwards, he felt a tingling, pleasant sensation in his back, and most of the previous excruciating pain subsided.

"Alas……"

Shiraki lay on the stretcher, giving a thumbs-up to Hokuyo behind him.

Hao Hongye smiled and replied, "Very good, let's continue the demonstration."

Shiramu Cheng: "..."

Shiraki Cheng: "...?"

He was turned over again by Hao Hongye and used as a sample for a temporary class, which Hao Hongye used to demonstrate to other doctors.

"When massaging for internal injuries, be careful about the way the person is being struck, otherwise the situation will worsen."

Kou Hongye pressed her fingers repeatedly, causing Shiramu Cheng to scream in agony, unable to hold back, sounding even more miserable than during the previous battle. But after the pain subsided, all her muscles completely relaxed, and her internal organs felt waves of relief.

"..."

After Hao Hongye finished massaging and learned the details of Bai Mucheng's injury, he got up, took the paper and pen, and wrote down the follow-up medical instructions.

Shiraki Seiya got up from the stretcher and jumped around a couple of times, giving off a light and carefree feeling.

"Great, fantastic!"

Bai Mucheng extended his hand to Hao Hongye, who tore off the doctor's order, placed it in Bai Mucheng's hand, and shook hands with him.

The two looked at each other and smiled, both feeling content.

……

……

"This, this is so moving!"

The commentator's tone was full of joy, "Gao Hongye, a doctor, is treating the victor covered in wounds. This is the friendship between fighters!"

……

……

In the VIP spectator seats.

"Alas!"

Arisa raised her hand and cheered, celebrating her older brother's victory, "I told you something good would happen tonight!"

Wu Fengshui noted down Gao Hongye's technique and took out his notebook to write and draw.

"If it's a massage, Shiraki shouldn't have any reason to refuse, but even if he does refuse, it's useless; he can do it secretly..."

Suddenly, Mitsuyoshi Mushi poked his head out and said, "Little Feng Shui girl, do you want to learn the technique of paralyzing someone with just your bare hands? I'll teach you!"

Just as Tianma was about to come to the rescue, Wu Fengshui actually nodded in agreement!

"Ha ha……"

"Hmm, Shiraki-kun will be alright, right...?"

Pegasus crossed his arms, still unable to hide his shock, "But they are really two amazing guys, this kind of match will definitely be a huge hit in the underground fighting world!"

Dudu gently reminded her, "But this is an underground arena, and nothing here is to be revealed, little sister~~"

“I know, after all, it’s the territory of those in high positions of power.”

Tenma looked to the side—at that short, bald old man, Tokugawa Mitsunari.

The current head of the Tokugawa zaibatsu is worth many times more than Valkyrie in terms of net worth alone, and he also carries considerable weight in the political world, a level that is unimaginable to ordinary people.

"I never expected such a big shot to have a hobby of watching combat sports. I wonder if he's interested in women's combat sports..."

Tianma Hope's business acumen is operating at high speed.

……

……

The people in the stands chatted idly.

Baki yawned and was about to take his leave when Tokugawa stopped him with a smile, "Wait a minute, the show hasn't even started yet!"

"Ok?"

Baki wiped his eyes and asked in confusion, "Grandpa, is there another match tonight?"

Tokugawa chuckled slyly, "Hehe, I wonder if this counts as a competition..."

Baki frowned and rubbed his forehead. "What's going on? They even came to my school before, talking about synchronicity and death row inmates, always keeping us in suspense."

"Yes, yes, that's it!"

Although Tokugawa held a high position of power, he valued the "fighters" highly and naturally wouldn't care about the champion's complaints.

He opened his folding fan and said with a chuckle, "What's going to happen tonight is all about synchronicity!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than another figure suddenly appeared, joining the crowd in the VIP spectator seats, his gaze fixed on Tokugawa.

"Hmm, is this the place where 'good things will happen'?"

"..."

Everyone turned to look and saw a tall, blond, blue-eyed Russian man wearing a long dark brown trench coat and sneakers.

"Hehe, judging from the atmosphere, it was definitely the right choice for me to accept the invitation."

The man looked at Tokugawa.

Tokugawa's eyes lit up. "Oh! Isn't this 'Sikorsky'? You arrived first!"

……

Death row inmate Sikorsky has arrived!
(End of this chapter)