Super Fighting Tokyo

Chapter 266 Can you do it?

"..."

It is unclear what method the Wu family used, but the culprit quickly confessed and revealed everything he knew.

This covert operation is linked to the international criminal organization IDEAL.

"Those 'diamonds' again?"

The young man in the lead remembered some information and turned to ask, "Feng Shui, you investigated them before, right? What were the results?"

"The leader of IDEAL has become a member of the Kengan Association and also made an appearance on the opening night of the street fighting tournament—he's the foreigner with long blond hair."

Wu Fengshui looked at his phone. "They will most likely find someone to join forces with, such as the ambitious 'Tokyo Electric Power Company' within the Kengan Association."

"However, this kind of thing doesn't count as a conspiracy, since it's all within the rules of the 'Kengan Association,' which is well known to Grandpa Miedang."

Wu Fengshui pondered, "If we want to play within the rules, we must defeat that [Fang of Annihilation]; if we want to overturn the table, we need to bring in allies for a head-on confrontation."

"In short, the status quo remains the same, and we have the upper hand."

"..."

The young man in the lead nodded after hearing this, and then looked at Bai Mucheng, "I'm sorry, we got the guest involved in this as soon as we arrived. I didn't mean to trouble you."

"No, this is good. After all, it's about fighting criminals. My masters have fought alongside their comrades before."

Shiramu Cheng sighed, hands on his hips, "I never expected that Wu Zhili wouldn't be so peaceful either. Aren't you all troubled by this?"

Upon hearing this, the members of the Wu clan exchanged smiles.

"Just like you enjoy fighting hand-to-hand, we don't dislike this kind of thing either, since we chose to stay and develop within the clan!"

"indeed."

Bai Mucheng grinned, letting the young man in the lead put his arm around his shoulder.

The young man took out his phone to contact his helpers and asked someone to clean up the scene. He then laughed heartily and said, "It's easy to get hungry after all this commotion. Let's go have some drinks and food!"

……

……

Compared to Hanayama Kaoru's "Wild Turkey" whisky, the specialty liquor of Kure no Sato is lighter and has a flavor that Shiraki Sho prefers.

After several rounds of drinks and a large amount of barbecue skewers, everyone went home laughing and joking.

But after they parted, Bai Mucheng suddenly thought of a question—

Where will I stay tonight?

Wu Fengshui said quietly, "My house is quite big!"

Shiramu Cheng: "..."

……

……

The next day.

Bai Mucheng got up early, opened the guest room door, and saw that the sun was shining brightly, and he was greeted by a lush green courtyard with the scent of fresh grass in the middle of summer.

That being said, Wu Fengshui's house is indeed quite large.

After all, he was from the lineage of Wu Lei'an, the "demon" with 100% "liberation efficiency," and was treated very well within the Wu clan, with his residence located next to the clan leader's mansion.

It is a large courtyard with a very traditional flavor.

In terms of land area alone, it's about the same size as the Shiraki family's land, and it also has a large landscaped courtyard with a pond.

Boom, boom, boom...

The startled deer crashed with a series of sharp sounds.

"call--!"

Bai Mucheng took a deep breath, walked barefoot out of the guest room, and felt refreshed as his feet touched the grass in the courtyard.

After washing up and having breakfast, Shiraki Shiro, wearing a haori (a type of traditional Japanese garment), sat in the courtyard drinking tea.

Wu Fengshui, carrying several bags of gifts, changed into casual clothes and passed by not far away.

Since it was a rare opportunity to return to her hometown, the young woman naturally wanted to visit her relatives. The journey wasn't particularly interesting, so she didn't invite Shiramu Cheng to come along.

"..."

After the girl left, there was no one else in the mansion.

Shiraki finished his tea, took off his haori (a type of traditional Chinese garment), leaving only his trousers, and walked back to the grass in the courtyard, cracking his neck as he did so.

call out!
He throws a punch, followed by an upper kick, then lands his foot, switches legs for a spinning straight kick, then jumps back to deliver a backhand punch.

Boo hoo hoo hoo…

Punches and kicks flew continuously, the sound of air being cut echoing.

My muscles gradually became more active, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on my skin, which felt extremely comfortable.

The ink flowed and rippled, outlining that vigorous figure.

Long's phantom figure crossed his arms and silently observed Bai Mucheng.

This place is perfect for spiritual practice; it's very quiet and helps one calm the mind.
After saying that, he sat cross-legged on the lawn and began to meditate with his eyes closed. In the distance, even the ink paintings seemed to outline the shape of cherry blossoms, which floated around Long.

This level of artistic conception is truly masterful!

Compared to the quiet Ryu, Shiraki Sei was much more dynamic, unleashing a rapid barrage of punches and kicks, repeatedly employing various fighting techniques.

[Strike with extreme force!]
boom! !

Oh dear, I've used it again!

Completely abandon the unconscious "engine"; activate the "extreme" power of over 36 trillion cells in the body;
Parkour adaptable to all environments; the ability to kill at will; the ability to seize the opponent's momentary lapse in concentration...

It's a bit strange, but when did I start to gradually understand these movements?

Sure enough, it had to happen before, during, and after the battle...

After learning numerous techniques, practicing countless times, and engaging in fierce battles with powerful enemies, Shiraki Cheng is exploring his own path to "strength."

Is it possible...?
Can the path I've walked be called "powerful"?
—No, it doesn't matter.

Ryu's foundation, Zangief's muscles, Jamie's elegance, Guile's composure, Luke's fiery aggression, Rashid's swiftness, Sagat's ferocity, Cammy's agility... Meeting others is a joy in itself—whether they are rivals, friends, or mentors.

What kind of encounters and scenery will follow?

"I'm really looking forward to it..."

shhhhhh!
His rapid punches and kicks scattered glistening beads of sweat across the lawn.

{…}
This sight also attracted Long, who was sitting cross-legged, to open his eyes slightly.

Martial arts vary from person to person and are highly diverse.
{One day, you might be able to integrate everything you've learned and create your own new martial art.}
{Give me a surprise then!}
At this point, Takashi couldn't help but smile knowingly. {But you've already surprised me enough.}
"..."

call out!
He threw a heavy punch, followed by a push off the ground with his calf, and rushed out like a ghost.

【Charge with Fighting Spirit】!
Ode!
Shiramu Cheng stepped forward, sweat pouring down his face, and finally stopped in front of him, taking a deep breath before pausing his practice.

"call……"

Bai Mucheng returned to the corridor and grabbed a towel from the railing to wipe his sweat.

Looking up, he saw four men and women standing at the door, all of whom were members of the Wu clan who had been drinking with him the night before.

They happened to be passing by when they were drawn in by the sound of something cutting through the air inside the courtyard.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Shiramu Cheng exercising. So, without disturbing him, he watched with great interest until the exercise was over before finally greeting him.

"They're really strong. Is this what the 'top tier' players are who can participate in the Kengan matches?"

The young man seemed eager to try. "Do you need any sparring partners? A few of us are on vacation and were planning to stroll around the streets."

"Great, fantastic!"

Bai Mucheng went back inside, took out business cards, and distributed them to everyone. "Have you heard of the Fighting Soul Martial Arts Academy?"

"..."

The group put away their business cards, planning to visit him again when they went to Tokyo in the future, and then prepared to spar with Shiraki Cheng.

Just then, everyone was stopped by another voice.

"You're disturbing the guests so early in the morning, Grandpa will scold you!"

The newcomer was a robust young man with short hair, Wu Lianyi, whom he had met before during the kidnapping case.

He is the great-grandson of Wu Huili's father's relative, with a liberation rate as high as 50%, making him a front-line fighter in the Wu clan. His nickname is "King Kong Ghost," and he is quite powerful.

"You specialize in weapons and assassination, right? If you can't be Brother Bai Mu's sparring partners, he'll go to great lengths to take care of you."

Wu Lian waved her hands repeatedly.

As members of the Wu clan, the young men and women could naturally tell that Wu Lianyi had come specifically to find Bai Mucheng, so they didn't disturb her too much and took their leave.

"..."

Wu Lianyi put her hands on her hips and looked at Bai Mucheng.

Despite his words, he couldn't resist and sparred with Shiraki Cheng for a few slow-motion sparring sessions until he broke a sweat before they started talking business.

"The Wu clan is also investigating the matter at IDEAL."

“The small fry are fine, but I heard that IDEAL has gathered a lot of skilled fighters, such as Bai Long from [Hundred Killings], and Jing Hao Zhuang Na from [Guardian], etc…”

“They all have recent travel plans, and they may be going to Tokyo.”

Bai Mucheng nodded in understanding.

Wu Lian noticed Bai Mucheng's face and saw that he couldn't help but grin, so she sighed helplessly.

"Sure enough, it's not just those death row inmates and criminals who are affected by synchronicity; the fighters are also getting restless..."

Shiraki Cheng grinned and said, "That's exactly right!"

Wu Lian raised an eyebrow. "Then you've come to the right place for this summer festival. This year is especially lively, and there will be many visiting guests."

……

……

After rinsing himself off, Wu Lianyi suggested that he take Bai Mucheng out for a walk.

Bai Mucheng nodded, and suddenly——

boom!
A large foot kicked open the door.

The person arrived before the voice came.

"Kukaka, brother, it's so good to see you again so soon!"

Bai Mucheng and Wu Lianyi turned their heads and, as expected, the person who came was indeed Wu Fengshui's elder brother—[Demon] Wu Lei'an.

Wu Lianyi was somewhat surprised, "Didn't you go to listen to the martial arts lecture?"

Wu Lei'an waved his hands repeatedly and said, "That bald, bearded man talks in a sickeningly sweet way. It's so annoying. If I stay any longer, I'm going to kill him!"

Wu Lianyi sighed and rubbed her forehead. "Just as I thought. Grandpa warned that uncle not to mess with you, but he just wouldn't listen..."

Wu Lei'an's eyes darted around, looking at Bai Mucheng, grinning with a mouthful of white teeth, his eyelids curving upwards, displaying an extremely unrestrained manner.

Swish!
He walked straight to Bai Mucheng's side, raised his hand and threw a straight punch, which was blocked by Bai Mucheng's forearm.

As he retracted his fist, Bai Mucheng aimed for an opening and threw a right hook at Wu Lei'an's left ribs, but Wu Lei'an dodged it to the side without making a single contact.

In the blink of an eye, the two exchanged blows, making Wu Lianyi unable to help but whistle.

"Haha, this place is much more fun!"

Wu Lei'an put his arm around Bai Mucheng's shoulder, pulled him out the door, and waved to Wu Lian, saying, "I'm borrowing this guy. Let's take him out for a stroll!"

Bai Mucheng also raised his hand and waved goodbye to Wu Lian, "Great job, fantastic!"

Wu Lianyi: "..."

He stood in the courtyard, rubbing his chin. "Grandpa said there are too many visitors, so we should try not to fight in the street. I hope those two won't?"

"Probably... um..."

"Forget it, I'll just pretend I don't know..."

(End of this chapter)