Super Fighting Tokyo

Chapter 180 Cheap Games
It has to be said that the Fighting Spirit Martial Arts Academy is a place that can easily become "lively".

After all, the venue is quite large, caters to both the legitimate and criminal elements, and has a nice environment, making it suitable for casual strolling or practicing matches.

This was precisely Bai Mucheng's original intention in establishing the Fighting Spirit Martial Arts Academy.

Inside the hospital, Tianma Hope shook hands with the sales representative of Guhai Pharmaceutical, and the cooperation intention between the two parties was officially finalized.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Hina Hongo is competing against Maruk in various events.

"I originally wanted to find that 'Garuda' from the Wu clan, but unfortunately she's not here..."

Hina Hongo blinked her starry eyes and looked helplessly at Maruk, "Well, you've already competed in sprinting and high jump, so why don't you have a match with me!"

Maruk shook his head repeatedly, "Maruk doesn't want to fight!"

"Eh?"

Hongo Hina, looking helpless, approached step by step, "Don't you want to fight with girls? Maruk-kun is so kind."

"no."

Maruk, however, answered frankly and seriously, "Because Maruk doesn't want to fight his friends!"

"..."

Even Hongo Hina couldn't handle this stubborn, childlike personality, and eventually had to give up, turning instead to continue pestering Tenma Nozomi.

Those starry eyes blinked. "Miss Hope, how about you fight me? Your eye surgery went well, right?"

Tianma felt a chill run down his spine. "I'm still doing rehabilitation training, and I have warm-up matches to play later. Please give me more time."

Hongo Hime looked around again, "What about the feng shui lady? She can do it too."

Tianma lowered his eyelids and said, "She just asked me to tell you that if you really want to fight, she will prepare a submachine gun."

"..."

If the death row inmates are the destabilizing factor on the "men's team" side, then "Hina Hongo" is definitely a ticking time bomb on the women's team side.

A neurotic thought process, extremely strong combat ability, and a chemical weapon whose whereabouts are unknown—thanks to Valkyrie, he was able to stabilize the situation.

This is why the Metropolitan Police Department is so grateful to Iori Kazuka.

"Really? There's nothing I can do about it..."

Hina Hongo cracked her neck and turned to Maruk, "How about you join me for some boxing practice?"

"no problem!"

Maruk put on his boxing pads, and the two began training in the yard. The muffled "bangs" of the training were deafening.

Ji Nai fought with increasing vigor, throwing a powerful punch that sent Maruk staggering back several steps.

boom! !

……

……

The loud punch startled Mr. Yamamoto awake from his slumber.

He slowly opened his eyes, blinking his small eyes, and found himself lying on the sofa in the rest area, looking completely bewildered.

What exactly did I just go through?
It seemed as if someone suddenly flew in through the second-floor window and crashed into me.

Is it a dream?

Upon closer inspection, the teacher suddenly noticed that his students were relaxing and unwinding in various parts of the venue.

Meanwhile, Baki, whom he wanted to teach a lesson, was sitting at the tea table with Shiraki Shō and another old man—the three of them were having a pleasant conversation.

What is this...

"..."

Katahara Metsudo and Tokugawa Mitsunari are similar; they are both the kind of people who are very tolerant of those they admire, but too lazy to care about others.

Seeing that the teacher was awake, Mi Tang didn't bother with further words and simply sent a fierce-looking guard forward to conduct a "polite" home visit.

"—Huh!?"

The teacher was indeed frightened and dared not say anything more. After giving a few perfunctory words, he made a quick escape.

Seeing this, the other students who had just finished exercising and were resting felt embarrassed to linger and disturb them, so they left one by one.

As for Baki Hanma, after thanking the brother and sister for their help, he also got up to take his leave, promising to visit them again another day with gifts.

……

"..." After Baki left, Katahara Metsudo was still smiling happily.

"Really? That's the son of the underground arena's champion—Yujiro Hanma. He's clearly stronger up close!"

Bai Mucheng looked at Mie Tang, "So, old man, what brings you here to see me?"

Mie Tang raised his eyebrows and beckoned with a smile.

The accompanying guards received instructions and immediately took out a machine and a bunch of messy wires.

"Little White Wood, you should have a TV at home, right?"

Mie Tang pulled out a CD case. "Come play a few rounds of video games with this old man! They're fighting games, you know, a really expensive first edition. By the way, are you interested in old-fashioned boxing games?"

Shiramu Cheng: "..."

Shiraki Cheng: "...?"

Extraordinary people have their own unique strengths, such as Katahara Metsudo's leaps in thinking.

How did this turn into video games?

Under the helpless gazes of the guards, Mie Tang jumped around, gesturing wildly, looking exactly like a rascal.

"Come on, come on, Yusa, join in too! If you win, I'll give you a reward!"

"..."

With some time to spare before lunch, the brother and sister, having nothing else to do, brought out the TV and started playing video games with Katahara Metsudo.

It is indeed a newly released game from just a few days ago, but the genre is quite niche and nostalgic, similar to the classic "Boxing".

Players control their characters from an over-the-shoulder perspective, facing off against different opponents in the arena, throwing left and right punches, defending, and even using special moves. Scores are tallied at the end of each round.

"Heh heh, I played the first version of this kind of game back then! Nintendo was quite fun back then."

"This is a rare opportunity, and I occasionally want to relax a bit."

Mie Tang fiddled with the handle and had the guards bring over a plate of snacks, plus a whole bunch of other treats.

"This is premium yokan (sweet bean jelly), along with potato chips and cola, perfect for a cheap game."

"..."

It was truly a rare sight to see the dignified bank president and head of the Kengan Association, Katahara Metsudo, eating yokan (sweet bean jelly) while playing video games.

However, it must be said that Katahara Metsudo's gaming skills are also very impressive.

Shiraki Cheng failed several times in his challenge and was so angry that he almost smashed the controller.

Maruk and Wu Fengshui, who arrived later, couldn't even complete the high-difficulty level, and their skill level was even worse than Bai Mucheng's half-baked skill.

{…}
If the apprentice can't beat the opponent, then it's the master's turn—or rather, the "coach"—to step in.

Under the guidance of Luke's illusory image, a "veteran gamer," Shiraki Cheng finally gained some insights and defeated Katahara Metsudou by a narrow margin.

{Ah! We finally won, or maybe that old man got tired of playing too...}
Luke clenched his fists, grinning, and said, "Speaking of which, this game is absolutely terrible, a complete tragedy. I never want to touch it again; it's scarier than any horror game."
"..."

Regardless, Shiraki won, and Katahara Metsudo delivered the "prize" as promised.

It's a VIP admission ticket for a large-scale "boxing exhibition" being held at the stadium recently, which had been teased in news reports a few days prior.

"After playing the cheap games, you must want to experience them in person, right? That's a very valuable experience!"

Miedang chuckled and stroked his beard, about to leave, when he noticed that Yusa was also somewhat tempted, but too shy to speak up.

"Hehe, there's no other way, I'll give one to Yusa too."

Mie Tang pulled out another card.

Seeing that Wu Fengshui also wanted to go, Mie Tang took out another card, "Here, little Fengshui, come and play too."

Wu Fengshui blinked. "Wasn't it said to be very precious?"

"No, no, the tickets aren't valuable."

Mie Tang waved his hands repeatedly and explained, "I just want to find someone to play cheap games with. This opportunity is very precious—that's what I mean."

Shiramu Cheng: "..."

Luke: {……}
"Oh, right, there's one more thing—"

Mie Tang suddenly changed the subject, "Remember to be careful over there, there might be some experts playing around!"

(End of this chapter)