Super Fighting Tokyo

Chapter 244: Wolf in front and tiger in back
This battle is not about moving from the ring to real combat, but rather from real combat to the ring!

"I understand……"

Sikorsky pursed his lips and couldn't help but clench his fists.

He looked around.

Cameras were clearly visible on the ceiling, around the corner not far away, and even right next to Shiramu Cheng's ear, broadcasting the current situation live.

"So that's how it is! I was already in the ring all along!"

Sikorsky raised an eyebrow with relief. "The one who truly needs to adapt to the current situation is not my opponent, but myself!"

"Then let's begin right away!"

His loud shout was answered by Tokugawa over the loudspeaker.

"Heh, it started a long time ago!"

"..."

Sikorsky raised his head and looked at Shiraki, who was full of fighting spirit.

Just thinking about the opponent's endless fighting techniques made him swallow hard.

"This place can be a real battlefield or a fighting arena; the boundaries are quite blurred."

"But no matter what it is, we still have to fight. It's that simple."

As he spoke, Bai Mucheng cracked his knuckles and grinned, "Is this your first time stepping into the ring? Not bad, huh!"

"Ah……"

Sikorsky chuckled softly.

He could vaguely sense that behind the surrounding cameras, there were a dozen, or even dozens, of eyes watching his battle!
Even without cheers or spotlights, Sikorsky could still feel the heat wave hitting him!
That was so much fun!
He clenched his fists, grabbed the collar of his shirt, and tore it apart with force, then casually tossed it into a corner of the corridor.

His muscular physique was on full display!

"..."

Bai Mucheng sized up the other person's body. "Not bad, excellent!"

Sikorsky's forehead veins bulged as he stared intently at Shiramu Cheng, and he roared:
"Come and fight!"

At this moment, he was no longer concerned about actual combat or the arena; he was completely immersed in the battle, and his moves were made without the slightest hesitation.

Therefore, before the words had even finished—

Swish!
Sikorsky lunged forward, as if to grab and embrace Shiraki.

But in the instant when they were just a step apart, Sikorsky suddenly pushed off the ground, changed his move, and flicked his middle finger to deliver his signature knuckle punch.

call out!
The protruding knuckle of the middle finger, when used in rapid, rubbing motions, can, with the added strength of that finger, directly pierce through human skin.

But to Sikorsky's surprise, Shiraki Cheng suddenly took half a step forward the instant he threw his punch, and at the same time raised his arms and pressed forward.

boom!
The fist struck Bai Mucheng's forearm, but it just stayed there, only grazing and deforming the skin, without causing any effective damage.

“There’s a member at my family’s martial arts school who knows a special technique called ‘Razor’s Edge,’ which was recently cracked by someone else, so I looked into the principles behind it.”

Bai Mucheng recalled with a faint smile, "As long as you block the momentum before your fist accelerates, the acceleration distance will not be enough, and the force will not be enough to cut through the skin."

"There's no need to dodge; attacks that don't conform to the principle of attack won't cause any damage!"

"..."

Upon hearing these words, Sikorsky suddenly laughed.

"As expected."

He was now fully prepared and remained unmoved by Bai Mucheng's words. "This trick won't work on you—just as I expected!"

Swish!
Sikorski slid to the right, stomped the ground, twisted his waist and hips, and swept out with his left leg.

White wood supports knee block.

boom!
Sikorsky missed his first strike, but he didn't stop moving. The moment his left foot landed, he suddenly pushed forward with his right palm and slapped Bai Mucheng in the abdomen.

Boom!
Shiraki bowed forward to deflect the force, giving Sikorsky an opportunity.

The latter launched a fierce attack, his brutal punches and kicks raining down on Bai Mucheng like a storm.

Bang bang bang!

Shiramu Cheng was hit so hard that he spat out blood from his nose, but he still took a step forward and pressed forward again.

Sikorsky was overjoyed at the sight.

"Trying to defend against my knuckle punch? I'm not going to fall for it!"

Swish!
Sikorski leaped off the ground, his waist and abdomen contracting like a spring to gather power, intending to finish the move with a flying double kick.

But in a flash, Bai Mucheng twisted his waist and hips, making the pre-strike motion of a "backhand punch".

But at such close range, you can't throw a backhand punch at all!
Knowing this would happen, Bai Mucheng immediately changed his move, striking out with his left elbow.

【Sagat Tiger Rock】!
boom!
The blow struck Sikorsky directly in the jaw, causing blood to instantly spill from his mouth and his entire face to become deformed.

Sikorski, who had just jumped, was also sent flying by this elbow.

He sprayed blood all the way, was propelled away by the enormous force, tumbled several times in mid-air, and crashed heavily onto a pile of debris in the distance.

Crash-!
Sikorsky lay on his back, his face covered in blood, several teeth knocked out, and his mouth slightly crooked.

"Um……"

He let out a low, muffled groan, spitting out blood and broken teeth. I knew this terrible situation was coming...

In terms of fighting techniques, Sikorsky knew he was no match, so he deliberately retreated and fell into the hotel's clutter.

At present, there is no major problem!
Sikorsky gritted his teeth and secretly hid a piece of wood in his hand.

He suddenly stood up, grabbed the shelf next to him, and then kicked it, pulling out a solid iron railing that was more than a meter long.

Swish!
Sikorsky gripped the iron railing firmly with his right hand in front and his left hand behind.

……

……

Outside the building.

Oliva is enjoying a bear meat dish, and his gunshot wounds have clearly healed, to a degree that is visible to the naked eye.

He watched Sikorsky's movements on the monitor screen, exchanged a glance with Tokugawa, and both of them grinned from ear to ear, thoroughly enjoying themselves.

"No wonder he's from a gangster background, Sikorsky even knows how to use a pistol!"

……

……

"Gun skills..."

Seeing Sikorsky's actions, Shiraki Cheng beckoned with his hand, "Come on, give it a try!"

Sikorsky didn't hold back either, pushing off the ground and charging forward. Just as he was about to reach Shiramoto, he suddenly pulled back and released his "short gun" and changed his direction of attack.

"what!"

With a loud shout, Sikorsky thrust the iron railing straight at Bai Mucheng's chest.

But just as the spear tip was about to pierce Bai Mucheng's chest, Bai Mucheng suddenly turned around and avoided the iron railing, creating a path for the spear.

Sikorsky immediately let go of the railing and threw away the wood chips he had hidden in his hand, scattering them at the white wooden support.

Swish!
But Sikorsky did not expect that Shiraki's turn was not a simple dodge, but the starting motion of a roundhouse kick!

【Rashid Arabian Hurricane】!
Swish!
After spinning his body, he swept up the flying wood chips with an extremely fast upper kick.

Sikorsky stared wide-eyed at the scene, and before he could react, he was struck in the chest with a slap.

Jamie's Drunken Walk!
boom!
This blow shattered two of Sikorsky's ribs and sent him flying again, letting out a scream in mid-air.

Pfft!
When Sikorsky landed, he coughed up blood uncontrollably, his body trembling and hunched over, making it difficult for him to even stand up straight.

His body was far more robust than that of mercenaries and assassins, but he was now cornered and unable to launch an effective counterattack in the short term.

Swish-!
Without the slightest hesitation, Sikorsky followed his own ideas, turned around, staggered away, and fled upwards.

Along the way, he overturned a lot of debris and even tore off the ceiling, blocking the passageway to hinder Bai Mucheng's steps.

Sikorsky repeatedly recalled the scenes of their recent battle, and finally came to a conclusion—

I can't break their move!

No matter what you think or what you're convinced of—based on actual combat or stepping into the ring—you can't find a way to win!
"..."

Sikorsky's mind was in complete disarray; he didn't even know what he was thinking. He was simply pushing forward, hoping for a chance to break the deadlock.

In the corridor on the tenth floor, the fleeing Sikorsky ran into Tokita Ohma, who had just dealt with several criminals.

In order to train himself and also to avoid the agitated Garuda, he stayed inside the building and was bumped into by Sikorsky.

"Ok?"

Wang Ma, slightly injured but in high spirits, smiled and looked at the newcomer, "Do you want to fight me too?"

"..."

Sikorsky's face was grim.

Fearing that Bai Mucheng would catch up with him from behind, he decisively clenched his fist and used the protruding center of his fist to strike Wang Ma.

Swish!
But before he could throw a punch, a large hand grabbed his wrist.

"—?!"

Sikorsky was startled, thinking that Shiraki had already caught up.

Turning his head, he discovered that it wasn't Bai Mucheng who was grabbing his wrist, but another hand reaching out from the "wall"!

Sikorsky was greatly puzzled. Upon closer inspection, he discovered it was a piece of wall plaster disguise—and behind that disguise was another person!

"—!!"

Sikorsky was startled and threw a punch, his knuckles slicing through the man's wrist, forcing him to release him.

"Wow, that's interesting. His fists are as sharp as knives!"

The man tore through the disguise and appeared before Sikorsky and King Ma.

Dressed in plain casual clothes, with a headband and military boots, he looked like a soldier.

“A dispersed cleanup is more efficient. There aren’t many criminals left in this building. We can rob as many as we can. It’s a good deed, and it’ll be easier to explain to the Metropolitan Police Department.”

"It's really lucky to encounter the 'war on terror' in the city..."

The man drew his military dagger from his waist, smiled at Sikorsky, and said, "Play a few moves with me—before Captain Kaia arrives."

(End of this chapter)