Super Fighting Tokyo

Chapter 265 An Unavoidable Slow Fight

Bai Mucheng and Wu Fengshui, dragging their respective suitcases, followed the three men and one woman from the Wu clan.

These four people are older than Wu Fengshui, belonging to the same generation as his cousins. They have a good relationship as relatives and haven't seen each other for a long time.

"..."

Upon hearing about the mission, Wu Fengshui was very curious. "It's been a long time since anyone dared to come and provoke us. What's the background of our target?"

There are still no leads.

The young man waved his hand helplessly, "Ever since the 'Kengan Street Fight Tournament' started, all sorts of people have been eager to make their move, including some who have their eyes on the Wu family."

"Or perhaps, there are some fools who want to take advantage of the chaos to make a fortune..."

"..."

As they were talking, the group passed by a street corner and encountered two elderly women who were out for a stroll.

As a prominent family in the outside world, the Wu family enjoys a high reputation locally, so the two older women naturally greeted each other.

"You must be tired from patrolling at night."

Everyone nodded in acknowledgment and expressed their gratitude.

Just then, a young police officer rode by on a bicycle and greeted him with a smile.

"Oh, everyone from the Wu clan, thank you so much for helping with the patrols tonight. You've worked so hard!"

"..."

Everyone turned to look.

The young man introduced Bai Mucheng and Wu Fengshui: "This guy is a new recruit from the Metropolitan Police Department in front of the station. He was just transferred here recently."

After a few pleasantries, the young police officer pushed his bicycle and walked away.

The awkward thing was that even though they had said goodbye, the group still followed the young police officer, and this continued even after turning two street corners.

Upon reaching the third secluded alley, both the young police officer and Bai Mucheng and Wu Fengshui had become aware of the current situation.

This young police officer is the target!

"Everyone, I'm home."

The young police officer pointed to the houses along the street and said quietly, "You want to—"

puff!
The young man in the lead pulled out a pistol with a silencer and shot the young officer in the head, giving him no chance to speak.

poof...

The young man fell backward, his head bleeding profusely, and his body was still convulsing.

The young man in the lead turned around and explained helplessly to Bai Mucheng, "This guy seems to be using local thugs to sell illegal drugs."

Bai Mucheng nodded to express his understanding.

The blond youth standing to the side sighed, "You acted too quickly, didn't you? You should have at least interrogated him for information first."

"Sorry, the opportunity was too good to pass up, I couldn't resist taking action."

The young man in the lead shrugged and gestured to the small hut where the young man lived. "But it's alright, there are still 'many people' here..."

Upon hearing this, the atmosphere in the entire two-story building immediately became oppressive, as if many eyes were observing the situation outside.

"Is anyone there? Routine check!"

The young man in the lead called out, and when no one responded from inside the house, he climbed over the courtyard wall, gently pushed the door open a crack, and then used a knife to cut through it.

shuh...

A wire in the gap was cut; it must have been a bomb or something similar strapped to the door.

After knocking on the door and confirming there were no other mechanisms, the young man in the lead kicked the door open with a bang and called his companions to follow.

Looking up, I saw a blond, blue-eyed man holding a sharp blade, ready for battle, at the corner upstairs.

"Foreign criminals are so rude. How can they establish a base in someone else's hometown?"

The young man in the lead rolled up his sleeves and gestured to his companions behind him, "Judging from the footsteps, each of us is probably taking on two or three. Watch out for tripwires indoors."

"learn!"

The other three companions took steps forward, activated their "liberated" mode, and followed the young man in the lead upstairs.

Before long, the sounds of fighting could be heard, and it was quite intense.

"..."

Downstairs, Bai Mucheng and Wu Fengshui waited patiently.

The experts from the Wu family are the ones who are taking action. It would be disrespectful to their profession to worry about it rashly. It would be better to enjoy the breeze and look forward to the local specialty dinner later.

There were continuous muffled thuds upstairs, the sounds were quite pleasant, probably indicating close combat, with both sides using fists and feet.

For fighters, the sounds of fighting are very pleasing to the ear and can involuntarily invigorate the body.

"..."

Shiramu Cheng stood in front of the house in the courtyard, thinking about how he had lost to Yuji Doppo in the obstacle race not long ago.

Even though he was the one who was running faster, he didn't have time to press the button and was ultimately fooled into taking the lead.

"The right time, the right move..."

The moonlight was perfect. The surrounding ink-wash painting rippled, outlining a powerful and vigorous figure with a flowing red ribbon tied around his head, his gaze both passionate and serene.

It's rare to see Takashi out enjoying the moon.

It seems you're growing steadily, step by step!
This pure seeker of martial arts couldn't help but smile as he recalled the scene of Shiraki Sho losing to Doppo and crashing into an advertising billboard.

You're good at things that I'm not good at.
{For example, smartphones, various entertainment activities, clothing choices, etc.}
During my travels and spiritual practice, I lived for extended periods in several countries, learned their languages, and spoke them quite well.
But no matter which country I went to, the first things I learned were "Let's have a friendly spar" and "Where can I get some food?"
{You're amazing to find ways to improve yourself from everyday entertainment.}
Long clenched his right fist and extended it toward Bai Mucheng.

Your ability to quickly summarize various ideas is thanks to the fundamental skills you developed through other martial arts.
But whether it will work in actual combat remains to be seen; I'll have to try it myself. I'll continue to practice diligently, and I'll strive to improve every day!
{…}
Bai Mucheng nodded and stood on the grass in the courtyard.

Master Long's words are always very "quiet," which can calm people down.

In contrast, the commotion upstairs was quite lively.

The lurking criminals were no match for the Wu family, but due to their large numbers, three of them managed to escape downstairs.

However, to escape this place, one must pass through Baimucheng.

"..."

The three criminals looked at each other, but were more concerned about the girl next to Bai Mucheng—Wu Fengshui, who had black eyes with white pupils.

However, Wu Fengshui pulled Bai Mucheng's suitcase and retreated a short distance away on his own.

She showed no intention of attacking; instead, she smiled and gestured, "I advise you to turn back and get beaten up, or you'll be in even worse shape."

The three criminals, of course, wouldn't listen.

Turning back would only mean surrendering. Since the Wu clan doesn't intend to make a move, there's a greater chance of breaking through that "tourist".

Having made up their minds, the three criminals pulled out daggers and attacked Bai Mucheng together.

Seeing this, Ryu's illusory figure crossed his arms and solemnly instructed:
When I was young, I sometimes looked down on my opponents because they looked weak or were very old.
{I always lose badly in these situations, so I deeply realize my immaturity and have learned my lesson.}
From then on, no matter who the opponent is, I will go all out. That's how I do things now. You should take this as a warning; you can't be careless against any opponent...
At this point, Long's illusory figure suddenly laughed: "Moreover, every battle is invaluable, a great opportunity to hone one's skills."
{…}
Bai Mucheng slowly raised his eyes, feeling as if he had been immersed in ink painting, and was in a very good state.

Facing the three menacing criminals rushing towards him, Bai Mucheng pushed off the ground with his right foot and charged forward.

Ode!
[Aura Charge Shock]!
A straight punch landed on one of the men's abdomen, causing him to clutch his stomach and kneel on the ground, vomiting a mixture of red and white foam.

Another man brandished his knife and approached. Shiramu Cheng then slid back half a step and followed up with a swift front kick.

[Longshangduan foot knife kick]!
boom!
Another person was knocked away, flying backwards like a cannonball and crashing into the wall, his entire head embedded in the wall, leaving spiderweb-like cracks.

Only one criminal remained, frozen in place by the scene before him, unable to advance or retreat.

"The right punching and kicking techniques..."

Bai Mucheng stepped forward leisurely, face to face with the criminal, only about thirty centimeters apart.

Suddenly, Bai Mucheng pursed his lips and frowned, mimicking the expression of Yuji Doppo, and a sharp, low shout burst from deep in his throat.

"brake--!"

The assailant was startled, and Shiramu followed up with a knee strike.

[Sagat Tiger Link]!
This is a basic Muay Thai knee strike, with flexible variations, which is something Shiraki Sei could think of—perfect for figuring out the "right timing" of the opening move.

So, just as the knee strike was about to hit the assailant, it stopped.

Bai Mucheng's eyes gleamed as he stared intently at the criminal's movements.

The perpetrator froze, motionless.

But this was also within Shiraki Cheng's considerations.

Swish!
Bai Mucheng kicked his leg upwards, landing on one foot while his other calf gently stopped next to the perpetrator's ear.

"If you don't move, use [Tiger's Greed] to perform a sweeping kick to the upper body."

The action changes immediately afterward.

shuh...

Shiramu Cheng twisted his waist and hips, raised his right leg and pressed it forward with heavy and sharp force, slicing past the criminal.

"If you crouch to dodge, use [Tiger Strike] to strike down from above."

"If you stand still and block..."

Shiraki pushed his knee forward again, stopping in front of the assailant, still a slow, unavoidable blow.

Swish!
"Use [Tiger Nova] to deliver a second knee strike—even if it gets blocked, I'll recover faster than you."

"Is this kind of fighting style appropriate?"

"..."

Hmm.
Long closed the curtain in deep thought, {I always felt that there was a smiling person who was very good at 'timing,' I don't know if my thinking is right...}
If even Master Long couldn't give a clear answer to the question, then the murderer certainly couldn't either.

He was already terrified by Bai Mucheng's "triple kill move," and a hot flow came out of his crotch as he collapsed to the ground.

At this time, the Wu clan members had finished cleaning the house and watched Bai Mucheng's battle for a while before coming out one by one.

"Wow, that's amazing! It gave me the chills!"

The young man in the lead patted Bai Mucheng on the shoulder, "Thank you, you must let me treat you to a meal later!"

After saying this, he and the others stepped forward, surrounded the only "intact" surviving criminal, and began interrogating him about intelligence.

"I won't say anything... Aaaaaah!"

Stubbornness was only half the battle; the rest was nothing but screams of agony.

(End of this chapter)