Super Fighting Tokyo

Chapter 181 Boxing Exhibition

The games that Katahara Metsudo brought to play were indeed poorly made "cheap games".

However, it cannot be denied that the original prototype of this game—"McTyson Boxing" which was released on the Famicom (NES)—was essentially the same as its name.

boxing--

The two men put on boxing gloves and competed against each other using only their fists.

To attack while preventing the opponent from making a move.

This simple yet profound best practice has been in place for over 150 years since the Marquess of Queensbury Rules were established.

In other words, this simple game has been developing and growing for over 150 years!
Countless contestants have joined in, thus accumulating a large fan base.

……

……

The VIP tickets given by Katahara Metsudo were for a large-scale "boxing exhibition" held in a gymnasium in Bunkyo Ward.

Somewhat similar to a "boxing expo," it's a fun event that even laypeople can enjoy.

According to news reports, a "mystery guest" will also be participating in the event, which has raised the expectations of boxing fans to the max.

Early on a weekend morning, after breakfast.

Wu Fengshui arrived in his sports car, picked up Shiraki Seika and Yusa, and the three of them drove together to the stadium where the event was being held.

"..."

Even outside the venue, the lively atmosphere was still evident, with a huge number of tourists queuing to enter.

Fortunately, all three of them had VIP access passes, which allowed them to enter through the fast lane, so it didn't take too much time.

"Alas!"

Looking at the huge, bustling venue, Arisa raised her hand and shouted.

She really enjoyed the exhibition; it felt like visiting an anime convention. There were indeed quite a few fans of boxing-themed derivative works at the event.

However, unlike large-scale comic conventions, the people gathered here are more "professional".

Among them are retired athletes, second-tier active athletes, agents, well-known coaches, gym owners, fans, and reporters.

At a very few booths, you can see some well-known boxers.

They are all cheerful people who enjoy interacting with others, and they came to respond to their enthusiastic fans during their training rest day.

One or two of them were boxers that Arisa had followed.

"Hey bro, I'm going to get some autographs, you two can wander around for a bit!"

Yu Sha disappeared in a flash, leaving her older brother and Feng Shui alone.

Bai Mucheng and Wu Fengshui exchanged a glance, shrugged, and continued to stroll around the venue.

They both still remembered what Katahara Metsudo had said—

"Be careful over there, there might be some expert players!"

As the president of the Kengan Association, Katahara Metsudo would not speak without reason. He most likely wanted Shiraki Sei to meet those masters and see what kind of sparks would fly.

Was he one of the passing tourists? Or one of the boxers? Or perhaps the mysterious surprise guest?
"..."

Although it's a boxing-themed exhibition, it's still a stadium, with a wide variety of sports facilities and various experiential activities offered by participating companies.

Shiramu Cheng suddenly noticed that several female high school students were passing by in the distance, chatting and laughing together.

"Speaking of boxing, that's my area of ​​expertise! Akemi, Hibiki—I'll be your guide today!"

"Oh right, Ayaka's family owns a boxing gym."

"That's right, that's right, and today's mystery guest is also a powerful fighter registered at my gym!"

Why hasn't Zhu Mei said anything?

"Muscles, hehe...so many beautiful muscles..."

"Hmm, as expected, a hardcore muscle fetishist."

"..."

Shiraki watched the girl hurrying past and murmured to himself, "She's a student from Imperial Sakura Girls' High School..."

Upon hearing this, Wu Fengshui blinked and asked, "They weren't wearing school uniforms, how did you know?"

"I ran into them when I was blocking people at the entrance of Huangying before."

Bai Mucheng recalled the past and suddenly felt that Wu Fengshui's eyes had become sharp.

He couldn't help but exclaim that he had been tricked, "You saw them before when we went to the water park—they were Arisa's classmates."

"Oh, it's them? I hadn't really noticed them before."

Wu Fengshui understood, and pulled Bai Mucheng to continue strolling around, looking for the "master" mentioned by the Extinction Hall. They did indeed encounter quite a few interesting fellows.

……

……

On a display stand at a boxing club.

A retired, renowned fast-paced boxer, now serving as the club's coach, is inviting interested individuals to come up on stage and experience the sport.

Since it's a demonstration and experience, the movements naturally tend to be flashy, complex, and extremely difficult, all to pique the audience's interest.

The previous participants demonstrated successfully, including a fitness enthusiast, but they still couldn't keep up with the instructor's movements, perfectly demonstrating the difference between a "retired professional athlete" and a "fitness enthusiast".

Taking advantage of the audience's high spirits, the coach called another person up on stage. He was a robust young man with a standard face and slightly thick eyebrows.

What the fast-paced boxing coach didn't expect was that no matter how difficult his boxing combos were, the young man could perfectly replicate them.

Even when the coach was out of breath and could no longer throw a punch, the young man remained in good form.

"Not bad, fast punches."

The young man patted the coach on the shoulder and smiled reassuringly, "But for me, imitating you is not difficult at all. What I want to see are even more skilled 'masters of moves'."

"..."

……

Wu Fengshui looked at the demonstration platform and nudged Bai Mucheng by the waist. "That guy seems to be a fighter from the Kengan Association. He's quite famous."

Shiraki nodded, then suddenly heard gasps of surprise from a crowd in the distance. "The climbing record has been broken!"

"So fast, it's as easy as taking a walk..."

"That blond guy is amazing!"

"..."

Following the sound, Bai Mucheng looked up and saw a burly man hanging from the top of an indoor climbing wall in the distance.

He didn't even wear a safety rope; he grabbed a tiny protrusion on the wall with just one finger, swayed his legs from side to side, and did a space walk, drawing cheers from the audience.

Because they were too far apart, Bai Mucheng couldn't see clearly, so he turned to Wu Fengshui and asked, "Is it Sikorsky?"

"No, it's not that Russian."

Wu Fengshui looked closely and shook his head, saying, "It seems to be a fighter from the Kengan Association as well."

Bai Mucheng understood, and it corresponded one by one with the memories in his mind.

……

……

The number of visitors gradually increased.

Bai Mucheng and Wu Fengshui continued to stroll around, but they didn't see any more formidable figures.

Passing by a stall, the company was trying to attract customers to experience their latest "boxing machine".

Similar to the coin-operated boxing machines commonly found in amusement parks, but more professional, designed specifically for places like boxing clubs.

The salesperson enthusiastically recommended, "Hey buddy, wanna give it a try? If you break the record, you'll get a souvenir!"

Bai Mucheng thought about it and felt that this thing was a "disposable item" in the Fighting Spirit Martial Arts Hall and not very useful, so he decided to politely decline.

Wu Fengshui, however, pulled Bai Mucheng along and said with a grin, "Bai Mucheng, why don't you try it? I want a souvenir."

Bai Mucheng paused, "You want a souvenir doll?"

"No, no, I just like this feeling."

Wu Fengshui recalled the past with a touch of sadness, "After all, when I was a child, I never had the chance to play these games when I went to the amusement park with my family—including my eldest brother."

The young man next to him asked curiously, "Is your family very strict with your upbringing?"

"No."

Wu Fengshui stuck out his tongue sheepishly, "It's my older brother, Wu Lei'an. He's prone to beating people until they're bleeding, and then he ends up making a mess of things."

Bro:"……"

"Anyway, Shiraki-chan, go play!"

Wu Fengshui forcefully pulled Bai Mucheng, even wrapping his legs around Bai Mucheng's body.

The movement looked like an embrace, but it was actually close to a naked chokehold!

Bai Mucheng felt his palms throbbing from the tightness and couldn't help but ask in confusion, "Did you learn this new trick?"

Wu Fengshui chuckled, "Yes, I learned a few tricks from Brother Mushi."

Bai Mucheng doesn't laugh.

"..."

After much persuasion, Bai Mucheng reluctantly agreed to give it a try.

But as he stood in front of the boxing machine, put on his gloves, and watched the target slowly rise, a question suddenly arose in his mind.

What exactly is boxing?

Is it like a boxer's fist?

Or is it simply throwing a punch and hitting the target?

Anyway-

It means "strike".

Bai Mucheng thought this way for the time being, jumped a few times on the spot, suddenly rushed forward, pulled back his right arm and threw a heavy punch.

Zangief's Heavy Punch!
boom!
The boxing gloves struck the target with a loud "boom," and the connecting rod between the target and the machine was knocked askew, causing the displayed values ​​to be incorrect.

The entire machine was vibrating violently, and even the screws securing it to the ground were loose, almost causing it to fly off.

This punch was not a full-force strike, but merely a powerful blow.

"..."

Seeing this, both the salespeople and the onlookers stared at each other in disbelief, completely unable to react.

"Performance?"

"It was... almost smashed to pieces!"

Is that machine a toy?

"..."

It was the girl's cheer that brought everyone back to reality.

"Alas!"

Arisa had already obtained the autographs she wanted, and then went to the food stall to buy two buckets of popcorn, which she enjoyed immensely.

Just then, a handsome man with long hair walked past Yusa. He was somewhat thin, had dark skin, and was wearing an expensive suit.

The man watched Bai Mucheng's attack and chuckled, "Haha, what a powerful punch."

Arisa nodded, "Of course, my older brother's punches are really strong!"

She was naturally outgoing and, based on the principle that "anyone you've spoken to is a good friend," she handed a bucket of popcorn to the long-haired man.

"..."

The long-haired man paused for a moment, but still took the popcorn and thanked him.

Then, in response to Arisa, the long-haired man smiled leisurely and said, "Speaking of 'striking techniques,' my 'sword' is not weak either."

(End of this chapter)