Super Fighting Tokyo

Chapter 269 The Game of Defending the Throne
into the night.

Wuzhili Central Square.

The wooden frame was still standing around the perimeter, and the curtains covering it had not been pulled back. Inside, spotlights were already on, focusing on the makeshift arena.

Outside the ring, more than a hundred spectators had already gathered.

Wu Lei'an found a quiet corner for himself.

Shiraki Sei, Wu Fengshui, and Sonoda accompanied the contestant "Shibukawa Takeki," chatting idly on the sidelines while waiting for the match to begin.

At that moment, a short, middle-aged man suddenly approached Sonoda.

The short man was wearing a suit. His head was flat and somewhat comical, with a tuft of curly hair on top. When he smiled, his face was full of wrinkles.

It was none other than Akio Kono, president of NENTEN, the rival company of the Metropolitan Police Department.

Generally speaking, when the two "employers" meet before the start of a match, it's either to exchange information about interests and circumstances, or to exchange harsh words.

Akio Kono is clearly the latter.

"Hehehe, it feels really strange that I have to be the Metropolitan Police Department's opponent when I'm a law-abiding citizen."

Kono Akio shook hands with Sonoda, a sly grin spreading across his face.

He feigned distress and complained, "Mr. Sonoda, you can't do anything about it, can you? After all, it's your boss's arrangement, and you can't refuse this Kengan match."

Sonoda paused, then said somewhat helplessly, "Well... I didn't really feel anything special..."

As a senior police inspector, Sonoda could naturally see that this Kengan match had ulterior motives.

Not only him, but even the Superintendent General of Police, "Takeya Haru," sensed something was amiss and noticed the undercurrents within the Metropolitan Police Department.

In order to find out the truth, Zhu Yachun decided to play along and accept the match.

Regardless of the motives of those behind the scenes, for the Kengan match itself, whoever wins will gain the upper hand.

Everything is arranged by the leadership!
Moreover, after experiencing the intrusion of death row inmates and that outrageous kidnapping case, Sonoda has developed an excellent mindset and remains unmoved by political disputes.

"..."

Seeing that Sonoda did not respond, Kono Akio frowned.

"I thought the Metropolitan Police Department's fighter was that 'Executioner,' but I never expected them to bring in Takeki Shibukawa—a 'celebrity master.'"

Upon hearing this, Sonoda quickly waved his hand, "No, no, Shibukawa-sensei is just a temporary fighter, participating on the way."

"Ah, Mr. Sonoda is so relaxed. Is he full of confidence in being a 'master'?"

Akio Kono chuckled softly a few times.

"I have heard that the Martial Saint, Shechuan Gangqi, once defeated an Olympia wrestler who was 195cm tall and weighed 139kg in an underground fight."

"To win with such a small body is indeed a miracle, but my family's fighter is a [God of Destruction] who can rival a 'Master'!"

"Let me use the Metropolitan Police Department's influence to demonstrate his power!"

"..."

Kono Akio kept talking nonstop, making Shiraki Sho and Shibukawa pick their ears, finding it very noisy.

Fortunately, the venue was ready, and the host and referee of the Kengan Association took the stage. She was a short-haired woman.

"Everyone, sorry for the wait!"

Without wasting any words, the host loudly announced, "Now, please welcome the contestants!"

“身高242cm，体重315kg，拳愿战绩4胜0败，企业获得资产3102亿4600万元的……”

"N-Company Representative Fighter: [God of Destruction] Kono Haruo!"

As soon as he finished speaking—

Boom!Boom!thump...

"Huchi... Huchi... Huchi..."

At the other entrance, heavy footsteps and heavy breathing could be heard.

The audience was shocked by the exaggerated body data and turned to look, where they saw a huge figure that was "extremely obese".

Wearing specially made denim overalls, his round face was full of fat, his body was like a cement mixer drum, and his limbs were extremely thick with visible muscle lines.

He had slicked-back hair, wore round-framed glasses, and his large face was covered in sweat, with crumbs of pastry still clinging to the corners of his mouth, probably from eating so much hot food.

……

"Huh—!"

After seeing their opponent clearly, the others on the other side couldn't help but raise their eyebrows and exclaim in amazement.

Can humans grow to this size? How much would it cost to feed them?

"..."

Shiraki Shigeaki squinted at Kono Haruo.

Beside him, Wu Fengshui took out his phone and began to introduce Bai Mucheng.

"After all, he's a powerful fighter who won all four crucial battles; I've also investigated his background—"

"That man's real name was 'Haru'."

Bai Mucheng leaned on the railing of the stands, while Wu Fengshui leaned on his arm. Both of them were in a comfortable position, perfect for watching the game.

“He was born in a village near the Himalayas at an altitude of 5000 meters, and was known as a ‘prodigy’.”

"At six years old, he could lift an adult with one hand; at ten, he became the tallest man in the village; and at eleven, he single-handedly dealt with a snow leopard that attacked the village..."

"At the age of 15, he completed the coming-of-age ceremony of the mercenary group 'Gurkha' with his bare hands, jumped off a cliff, hunted blue sheep at the bottom of the cliff, and dragged a total of 480kg of prey back up the cliff."

"Taking this opportunity, he became the strongest warrior among the Gurkha mercenaries!"

Wu Fengshui turned to the next page of information.

"Several years later, he was discovered by N Company's president, Akio Kono, and left the village for Tokyo to become N Company's exclusive fighter."

"In order to keep this gifted warrior firmly in his grasp, Akio let him enjoy a life of luxury, providing him with all the food, clothing and other necessities he could need, which eventually caused Haru's desires to spiral out of control."

"The environment of excessive indulgence became a luxurious poison, which indeed eroded Haru, turning him into a 'super-physical fighter' who only knew how to eat and play—Haruo."

"..."

Upon hearing this introduction, Shibukawa blinked, his expression somewhat surprised.

But what surprised him was not "Chunnan" himself, but the thoroughness of Wu Fengshui's intelligence. "The little sister of the Wu clan is amazing. She can even investigate matters concerning the Himalayas?"

"Of course!"

Before Wu Fengshui could reply, Bai Mucheng interrupted. He pulled Wu Fengshui close, placed his hands on the girl's shoulders, and swayed her back and forth, laughing at Shechuan, "This is our family's intelligence network!"

Shibukawa raised an eyebrow. "Hahaha, you two are really enviable~~~!"

The atmosphere of the conversation was excellent, not at all like the pre-battle atmosphere.

This scene left Akio Kono speechless, prompting him to reiterate his observation.

"Have you all been intimidated by the title of 'master' and forgotten how significant a poor physique can be?!"

Akio looked at Shibukawa, "Compared to the wrestler you defeated, Haruo is a full half meter taller and weighs more than twice as much!"

"Master Shibukawa, Haruo's weight—is more than 'six times yours'!"

"..."

Shibukawa raised an eyebrow. "Brother Akio, are you feeling uneasy? Even if I keep emphasizing this, I won't back down!"

75-year-old Shechuan turned to look at the extremely obese young man on the field.

Ultimately, whether it's lean meat, muscle, or fat—it's all just 'meat,' it's all the same.

"Humans don't need to grow so much flesh."

Shibukawa slowly removed his amber-rimmed glasses and said leisurely:
"If it's about sacrificing a human body in exchange for the flesh and blood of a monster, then of course it's terrifying."

"But that kind of meat, filled with human desires, is sickeningly sweet; it's basically just soft, fluffy marshmallows!"

After saying that, Shibukawa handed the glasses to Shiraki, saying, "These are top-grade items made of the finest tortoiseshell, so take good care of them!"

Bai Mucheng smiled and agreed.

……

……

"Coming!"

The host announced loudly:

"The Metropolitan Police Department's current grappling technique instructor, Aikijujutsu master—[Martial Saint] Shibukawa Goki—has arrived at the Kengan Tournament ring!"

"Height 155cm, weight 47kg—"

"Is it really possible to fight against the God of Destruction, Haruo Kono, with such a large physical disparity?!"

"Can Shibukawa's strong character prove that the legendary 'master' is not just a name without substance?!"

"The answer is about to be revealed!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Shibukawa stepped onto the ring, facing the stout Kono Haruo, his hands still in his pockets, a grin on his face.

……

……

Off the court.

Wu Fengshui, being rocked along with Bai Mucheng, suddenly thought of:

"Speaking of which, this year's arena game is all about 'defending the title'."

“Starting from the first battle, the fighters who stand until the day of the celebration are qualified to light the fireworks at the fireworks festival.”

Bai Mucheng laughed and said, "Really? I'm really looking forward to it!"

Even Sonoda nodded in agreement.

These words only puzzled Kono Akio, who had a businessman's mindset. "The prize for defending the title is lighting fireworks? What's the point of that?"

Wu Fengshui thought for a moment, "It will look really good... right?"

Seeing Qiu Nan's blank expression, Bai Mucheng waved his hand to comfort her, "The point isn't the prize, it's the 'process' of defending the title..."

Akio Kono was utterly speechless and stopped paying attention to this group of inexplicable people.

Meanwhile, Wu Lianyi approached Bai Mucheng.

He looked at Haruo on the field and asked Shiraki Cheng curiously, "How do you fight against an opponent with that kind of physique?"

Shiraki stroked his chin. "The difference in arm span is too great, making it extremely difficult to attack the midline. Therefore, the most basic thing to do when dealing with a giant is to attack the extremities, such as joints or hands and feet."

Wu Lian nodded. "So how would you play?"

Bai Mucheng smiled helplessly, "Should we at least try a fight? Or a grappling move?"

Wu Lianyi had expected this, "As expected..."

……

……

In the arena.

Kono Haruo was panting heavily, still thinking about the game he had just played, and even asked the host for some snacks.

The host repeatedly reassured them, then raised his hand to signal:

"Game start!"

Swish!
The right hand falls.

Kono Haruo—the 315kg behemoth—burst into heavy breathing, his gaze fixed on Shibukawa Takeki with a palpable sense of oppression.

But to the audience's surprise, Shibukawa Tsuyoshi neither dodged nor avoided the situation, but simply stood there quietly.

"Hahaha!"

Shibukawa beckoned with his finger, smiling and gesturing, "Come on, little chubby boy, have some fun~~~"

This disdainful and provocative tone ignited Haruo's anger, and he strode towards Shibukawa, intending to end the match with a single punch.

call!
The massive body created a strong gust of wind as it sprinted, causing the spectators in the front row to squint.

But just as the two were about to clash—the moment when the fist was about to hit Shibukawa—Shibukawa suddenly squatted down, braced himself with his hands on the ground, and leaned forward.

With this move, Shibukawa became like a stumbling block on the road, bumping into Haruo's calf.

Swish!
Chunnan's massive body instantly lost its balance, and he fell forward onto the ground with a loud thud, slamming into the sand and swallowing a mouthful of mud.

Before Chun Nan could stand up—

Suddenly, Shibukawa turned and jumped, delivering a swift and powerful flying kick that struck Haruo on the back of the neck like a soaring eagle.

boom!
"Aha, we've taken the first game!"

(End of this chapter)