Super Fighting Tokyo

Chapter 251 A Hundred Skills!
"laugh……"

Hearing Kaiya's words, Shiraki Cheng grinned, exhaling wisps of hot air from between his teeth.

As expected of the mighty God of Earth, how interesting!
At this moment, the disadvantage that Shiramu Cheng is facing is not physical strength or skills, but a more fundamental "compatibility" restraint!
"Shouldn't this battle be discontinued?"

Kaiya smiled faintly and said to Bai Mucheng in a deep voice, "I have seen through all your commands to your body!"

"Aha——!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Mucheng pushed off the ground and charged forward rapidly.

【Charge with Fighting Spirit】!
Ode!
In a flash, Bai Mucheng leaped forward, spun around to gather strength, adjusted his angle the instant he landed, and quickly delivered a backhand punch.

[Jamie's Quick Spin Backhand Punch]!
boom!
As expected, the punch "pierced" through Kaeya's body again, landing strangely in front of him, completely missing its mark.

But this was just a feint!

If punches and kicks from the front are useless, then try other angles!

Shiraki jumps down and crouches to gather strength, then leaps up, gathering his entire body and jumping towards Kaeya in an arc, using his body to conceal a move.

[Jamie's Rogue Combo Technique]!
Swish!
Despite it being a jump, Shiramu Cheng did not launch an attack until he landed.

What he really needed to do was crouch down the moment he landed and kick a low sweeping leg at Kaeya in front of him.

[Derivative - Lower Shovel Blade Leg]!
Wow!
He feinted an attack and threw a punch, then immediately jumped into a different move, all for the sake of this low-level attack.

But when Shiraki's right leg swept across, it missed again, passing straight through Kaiya without even touching him.

Attacks from both the top and bottom are still ineffective!
"brake!"

Bai Mucheng gritted his teeth and roared angrily, then stood up, spread his arms wide, and strode towards Kaiya.

If feints don't work, try some wrestling throws!

Zangief-Siberian Express!
Swish!
Shiraki lowered his arms and crossed them, then "passed through" Kaiya again, staggering forward a few steps to stand behind Kaiya.

"...??"

Shiramu Cheng turned around and couldn't help but widen his eyes. The spectators looked at Kaiya in astonishment.

Even wrestling techniques weren't working!?

Kaiya remained calm, as if declaring victory, and shouted in a deep voice, "Shiraki, your attacks will absolutely not hit me!"

"..."

Shiramu Cheng grinned, a bead of sweat trickling down his forehead.

The other spectators—both on-site and outside the building—all stared wide-eyed.

Shiraki Sei, who was able to defeat many fighting masters and crush several death row inmates, is by no means weak, which makes his current situation even more shocking.

Kaiya looked around and finally locked his gaze on Shiramu Cheng, "Let me tell you why..."

"Years ago, the infamous 'Amin,' known as the 'cannibal president,' caused a civil war in Uganda, Africa, due to his tyrannical rule."

"In the year of the fierce war, as a mercenary practitioner, I was commissioned by the 'Anti-Amin Faction' to infiltrate Uganda on a mission."

"I got the 'first kill' there and tasted the wine called 'Murder' for the first time."

Kaiya reminisced leisurely.

"Knives, crossbows, firearms, hand-to-hand combat techniques..."

"The joy of being able to fully utilize the skills I had learned overwhelmed me, making me addicted and unable to extricate myself."

"I don't know when, but in order to enjoy the 'fine wine,' I put myself in danger and was eventually captured by the enemy army."

"The Geneva Conventions contain provisions prohibiting torture and the killing of prisoners of war, but this does not apply to 'mercenaries'."

"Therefore, I was immediately sentenced to death!"

As Kaiya said this, a smile crept onto his face, and he unconsciously clenched his fist.

“I was tightly tied to a wooden stake, and Amin’s men were in charge of the execution—there were more than a hundred gun barrels aimed at my body.”

"The terror of having a hundred gun barrels aimed at me brought a premonition of certain death, causing me to lose all my bodily fluids and soak through my clothes."

"The executioner begins the countdown, starting with three, then two, and finally one..."

Kaiya suddenly pulled off her headscarf, revealing a smooth, bald head—so smooth that you couldn't even see the roots of her hair.

"In the last second before my execution, the reality of my impending death pushed my nerves to the limit."

"It was at that moment that I felt something violently impacting my body!"

"Killing intent? Killing aura? There are many ways to describe it..."

"In short—that's a kind of 'thought' that a person emits before taking action!"

“We clearly felt that the ‘thought’ was rushing towards my nerves, which had been ground up, at a concentration more than a hundred times greater.”

Kaiya smiled faintly.

Ultimately, the bullet was not fired.

"After learning of my capture, the anti-Amin army arrived in time and raided the execution ground, saving me at the last minute."

“I walked through the gates of hell, and the terror was far beyond ‘nine deaths and one life’. It even made me lose all my hair.”

Kaiya tied the headscarf back up.

“I’ve been replaying that moment in my mind—the ‘hundred killing intents’ that struck me before those hundred bullets, and I finally found that feeling.”

"This incident served as a turning point, and my intuition for danger began to become incredibly strong."

"The enemy's fighting spirit, morale, and willpower all become meaningless in front of me."

"This is even more evident in close combat—I can easily deal with any attack that comes my way."

"I have been reborn."

Kaiya squinted at Shiramu Cheng and raised her hand in greeting.

"There is no magical reason why your attacks 'passed through' me, you and Wang Ma."

"However, I can see through your will and read your next move before you even attack..."

"That's why I was able to anticipate all your attacks as if I had rehearsed them beforehand, and dodge them all with minimal movement!"

"From an outsider's perspective, it's as if your attack pierced right through my body."

"..."

……

Kaiya's explanation was so detailed that even Kazuo Yamashita could understand it.

Therefore, Yamashita Kazuo was even more shocked, because he could not imagine that there could be a "human" like Kaiya in the world!
At the same time, Tokita Ohma also figured it out.

"I understand……"

Ohma looked at his fist, recalling the last punch he had landed on Kaeya.

"Just like a boxer who is hit by a powerful punch, he will launch a counterattack unconsciously."

"The reason I was able to hit Kaeya is because, in my near-death state, my body launched an unconscious attack, preventing him from sensing my fighting spirit!" "..."

On the other side, Yamashita Kazuo was holding a camera in his hand, which was given to him by Shiraki earlier and was directly connected to the surveillance outside the building.

Through cameras and other surveillance cameras inside the building, people outside were able to get a full view of the battle.

Oliva couldn't help but raise an eyebrow, finding it quite amusing.

This was the first time that Tokugawa Mitsunari had witnessed Kaya in actual combat, and he clenched his fists, appearing extremely excited.

Wu Huili smiled faintly, "Having experienced death, one has actually reached such a level..."

Wu Fengshui, on the other hand, was frowning deeply.

Combining Tokita Ohma's words, the girl also realized the key point—

Even if Shiraki knew the method by which Ohma attacked Kaeya, it would be difficult for him to use it, because Shiraki's strength lay precisely in fighting with a strong mental focus.

To have one's body and technology completely controlled by one's own consciousness, even to the point of abandoning all unconsciousness—that is the [engine]!
That complete "unity of knowledge and action" was as clear as nakedness under Kaiya's "murderous intent perception"!
"The [Engine] is perfectly countered by Kaeya!?"

Wu Fengshui gritted his teeth and muttered, "Bai Muqin's fighting methods are all ineffective..."

……

……

Inside the building, on the seventeenth floor.

"If this continues, I will have to fight back."

Kaiya stopped where she was and asked Shiramu Cheng with a smile, "Want to fight again?"

"..."

Shiraki Cheng did not reply, but Kaiya could clearly see the answer from the other party's actions and expressions—as well as the killing intent.

"I understand."

Kaiya let out a soft murmur.

The next second—

Ode!
【Charge with Fighting Spirit】!
Shiraki pushed off the ground and charged forward, quickly closing in on Kaeya. He unleashed a series of straight punches with the [Luke's Gun Suppressor], but Kaeya swiftly dodged them.

visible……

Kaiya's eyes darted around, then suddenly his face turned fierce, and he delivered a powerful punch that struck Shiraki Cheng's jaw.

boom!
Bai Mucheng was beaten until blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, his body leaned back, and his pupils trembled uncontrollably.

Kaiya pressed his advantage, unleashing a barrage of rapid punches that rained down on Shiramu Cheng's face, each punch landing with a series of muffled thuds.

"laugh--!"

Bai Mucheng spat out blood, ignoring the blood splattering down his face, and delivered a swift upward elbow strike.

【Sagat Tiger Rock】!
Swish!
The elbow strike swept past Kaiya's phantom, only to be dodged with minimal effort.

"His consciousness was so strong that I could see it all!"

Kaiya shouted loudly, no longer holding back, and quickly threw a punch that hit Bai Mucheng squarely in the face, followed by a straight kick to Bai Mucheng's abdomen.

"puff--!"

Bai Mucheng coughed up blood and staggered back, gritting his teeth in pain. His eyes were bloodshot, but he immediately stomped off the ground to stop and strode forward.

Kaiya opened her eyes wide, but could still see very clearly.

Shiraki's intense inner consciousness transformed into a fanatical killing intent, overflowing like a tsunami, making it impossible for Kaiya to ignore.

He could tell that Shiraki was planning a high sweeping kick, followed by a knee strike, then a headbutt, and then a series of hand strikes.

Muay Thai combined with wrestling?

Good idea! But I can see it clearly too!
Walking right into a trap...!!

Kaiya crouched down to dodge, intending to take advantage of the moment when Shiraki delivered his high kick to counter with a low sweep kick, disrupting his balance before launching a follow-up attack.

however--

Swish!
As Kaiya crouched down, he suddenly felt something was wrong, because Shiraki's high kick hadn't been delivered with any force; it was as if he had simply lifted his leg.

...No, it's not a high kick!
Kaiya opened her eyes wide and looked up, only to see Shiraki Cheng raising his leg high into the air, having already gathered his strength.

This wasn't a Muay Thai high kick, but a falling karate foot strike!

[Rumping and falling]!
Swish!
His right heel slammed down, striking Kaeya squarely in the face, causing blood to gush from his nose and slamming Kaeya to the ground.

Boom!

Kaiya's body slammed into the ground, leaving spiderweb-like cracks in the tiles. He was thrown backward, rolling several times before finally coming to a stop.

"Ahem!"

Kaiya coughed up blood; this was the second time he had been hit that night, and the first time he had coughed up blood!

Was the judgment wrong?!
Kaiya's eyes widened, her doll-like face filled with disbelief.

The will to fight cannot lie, so what he just saw was definitely Shiramu Cheng's true thought, not a feint or a decoy attack.

So why did Shiraki Cheng's actual actions differ from what he had anticipated?

"..."

Kaiya struggled to his feet, his nose and mouth covered in blood. He looked up at Shiramu Cheng and asked, "You've abandoned the mind-driven fighting style and are now acting instinctively, relying on your instincts to fight?"

However, Shiraki's answer was unexpected by Kaia.

"Pooh……"

He spat out blood and saliva, grinning maliciously, "Don't joke around, Brother Kaiya, are you really going to give up your environmental warfare tactics?"

Kaiya blinked. "Then why is your killing intent different from your physical actions?"

Bai Mucheng was struck hard in the face several times, and was now somewhat dizzy and his voice was hoarse.

"It's just one option..."

He twisted his neck, making a cracking sound. "I can't bear to miss a single thing, so I can't do something like giving up thinking."

"With so many wonderful ideas, how could I possibly bear to deal with you using only 'killing intent'?"

"I can choose from a variety of captivating techniques. The 'killing intent' you see is just one of them. Whether or not I use it is up to me!"

Shiramu Cheng's gaze sharpened, locking onto Kaiya.

With arms hanging down, hot breath escaping from his mouth, his eyes followed his body's movements, faintly gleaming in the night.

"Punch, kick, elbow, knee, bump, hug, jump..."

"All kinds of skills are at my disposal."

—【The Choice of Killing Intent】!!

(End of this chapter)