Super Fighting Tokyo

Chapter 29 Force is Life
The building, fourth floor.

As an ordinary person, Takaomi Kaji once thought about buying a premium ticket to a fighting match one day and watching the fighters take the stage up close.

But he never imagined that this casual idea would come true tonight—in this form.

Tap...tap...

Bai Mucheng stepped forward slowly, like a fighter heading towards the arena.

Kaji Takaomi's voice trembled with disbelief, "Baku... Mr. Baku, is it really going to be..."

Is there really anyone who dares to fight that monster in front of them?!

But before Kaji Takaomi could even ask, Baku Madarame suddenly patted him on the shoulder, signaling, "Kaji, don't just stand there, get ready to run..."

"what!?"

Before Kaji Takaomi could react, Baku Madarame—and another Shigeru Akagi—suddenly turned and ran towards the stairwell.

Kaji Takaomi subconsciously followed.

After running a few steps, he realized that Shiramu Cheng was still left behind, and couldn't help but worry, "Mr. Baku, if we just run away like this, won't that guy get into trouble?"

"I will win!"

Baku wiped the blood from under his nose and muttered, "From the very beginning, my purpose has never changed. I came to this building to win!"

Upon hearing this, Kaji Takaomi asked in surprise, "Wait... are we going to abandon Shiraki Shigeki and send him to his death?"

"……What?!"

Baku was stunned upon hearing this, both amused and exasperated. "Kaji is really cruel. How could she think of such a way to betray her teammates?"

"No, that's not it!" Kaji Takaomi said, his face flushed with anxiety. "I was just following Mr. Baku's line of thinking. Otherwise, why would we be running away now?"

Baku explained earnestly, "Because even if we stay, we'll only get in the way—we don't know anything about fighting techniques."

Kaji Takaomi: "..."

Kaji Takaomi: "Haha, that's true..."

I almost forgot, this isn't a fantasy novel. There's no "power of companionship" setting, and blindly gathering in groups will only hold people back.

"And now?" Kaji Takaomi asked, "Are we just going to run away like this?"

"Huh...huh..."

Baku was panting heavily, but he couldn't hide the smile on his lips. "Kaji, we could just run away like this, but don't you want to see how that old man regrets his life and then repents in front of us..."

For no apparent reason, Kaji Takaomi shivered.

The presence of the other person beside him—Shigeru Akagi—intensified Takaomi Kaji's chills, to the point where he found it difficult to breathe.

"Yes, just like this isn't enough..."

The silver-haired man chuckled softly and murmured, "This bet is likely to get even more interesting."

Clearly, these two "outliers" had other plans.

……

……

The corridor on the fourth floor of the building.

Shiraki Cheng and Rodham are locked in a standoff.

The two were about the same height and weight, but their muscle definition was different. Shiraki's was much smoother, while Rodham's was more inhumanly ferocious.

"Kill...kill!"

Without any foreplay, Rodham gripped the dagger in reverse and charged forward.

Bai Mucheng did not shy away from his attack. Instead, he clenched his fists, pushed off the ground with his right foot, and took a half-step forward, throwing a powerful straight punch.

[A burst of fighting spirit strikes!]
Ode!
With a high-speed, short-distance forward thrust that almost distorts the air, he gathers all his strength and propels his fist toward Rodm.

Even Komada, who weighs nearly 30kg less than Shiraki Sho, was unable to directly counter Shiraki Sho's punch.

But Rodham simply extended his right hand, using his dynamic vision to track the trajectory of Shiraki's fist, and then, with his superhuman strength, grabbed the incoming punch.

boom!
The force of the punch only made Rodham's body tremble slightly. Without pausing for a moment, he reversed his grip on the dagger and slashed at Bai Mucheng.

Swish!
Seeing that things were not going well, Shiraki did not choose to retreat and dodge. Instead, he pushed off the ground with his left foot and took half a step forward, striking Rodham in the chest with his left elbow.

[A counterattack with a fighting spirit, piercing the chest with an elbow strike!]
Boom!
Rodham was struck in the chest with an elbow, making a dull thud, and was forced back two or three steps before regaining his balance.

Tick-tock... tick-tock... tick-tock...

Drops of blood flowed out. A red line appeared on Rodham's dagger, while a blood-soaked gash appeared on Shiramu Cheng's left forearm!
The "chest-piercing elbow" did force Rodm back, but at the same time, Rodm's dagger also cut Shiramu Cheng!

Although the wound wasn't deep, it was indeed bleeding drop by drop.

……

……

Fifth floor, office.

The "notary" walked at night and looked at the surveillance camera screen—the scene of Rodham scratching Bai Mucheng, his eyes filled with a mixture of amazement and surprise.

He slowly explained, "The fighters of the Kengan Association are all people who have been sought after by major conglomerates, and there are many top-notch fighters among them—they can even defeat armed enemies."

"But now, the man who once defeated a Kengan fighter has been slashed by a dagger and is at a disadvantage."

Nightwalker couldn't help but sigh, "That's the legendary 'murderer' Rodham of the Nine-Story Building. How ruthless he truly is..."

"..."

Hearing Ye Xing's sigh, Q-Lang next to him became much happier.

"Haha, you're actually comparing Rodham to a weapon? You're not wrong!"

This was a rare opportunity, so of course we had to give this gambling notary a good chance to show off and put an end to his previous arrogant attitude.

"During my time as a mercenary, I often had access to classified military intelligence."

“In the past, there have been detailed experimental records showing that by reprogramming the ‘receptive fields’ of the ‘brain’ and combining them with drugs, the body’s potential can be stimulated and its potential can be pushed to the limit.”

Q-Darlang squinted his eyes.

"For example, in other cases, some people have gained amazing drawing abilities or explosive memory abilities due to accidental brain injuries."

"In the military's experiments, what needs to be strengthened is not 'memory ability,' but 'force' that can override everything else."

"So they developed a drug called 'dihydroxyphenylserine' to rewrite the human brain through artificial intervention."

"—This is the entire content of the enhanced soldier experiment."

"..."

Nightwalker raised an eyebrow. "So, that man named Rodham is the enhanced soldier resulting from human experimentation?"

"Do not."

Q-Long shook his head. "To be precise, the one who was experimented on was my son, Maruk."

Ye Xing was taken aback.

Q-Lang explained with a smile, "Although the experiment did significantly enhance Maruk's body, it also came at a price."

"Maruk's 'intelligence' and 'ethical sense' are thus impaired."

"And for some reason, Maruk has become increasingly disobedient to my orders—he won't even do something as trivial as killing someone."

"Sometime later, perhaps due to the long-term pressure, or perhaps as a side effect of the experiment..."

“When I injected him with the medication using a syringe, the act of ‘the needle piercing the skin’ became the trigger that caused Maruk to develop a ‘second personality’.”

"That's exactly what I've been hoping to see—a ruthless yet effective soldier—Rodm!"

"..."

After listening to Q-Lang's story, Ye Xing nodded slightly.

"So that's how it is. Through the 'rewriting' of the brain with drugs and the catalysis of dual personality, the brutal and violent 'Rodm' was finally born."

Nightwalker glanced at Q-Lang, but didn't say anything.

Using one's own son for human experimentation—this is an act of utter inhumanity, even in the underworld.

But Q-Lang—this inhuman demon—uses this kind of powerful violence to maintain his power and satisfy his desires.

Even the "Lies Eater," who once devoured all the members of the gambling club, had to abide by this ironclad rule.

Force is life.

This planet maintains its rotation amidst a vortex of military force!
"So, those who seek 'what it means to be strong'..."

Ye Xing looked up at the injured Shiramu Cheng on the screen and couldn't help but feel curious, hoping to witness the answer.

"Can your 'power' overcome Rodham's 'force' filled with human malice?"

(End of this chapter)