Super Fighting Tokyo

Chapter 38 Exploring Personal Style
For Shiraki Sei—

The good news is that Wu Fengshui is not in a hurry to collect the debt;
The bad news is that Wu Fengshui isn't in a hurry to collect the debt.

Overall, however, there is more "good news" than bad news, since Shiraki Sho is currently unable to raise 30 million yen.

Aside from the Nine-Story Building—the real estate involved in the dispute with the Nogi Group—there was still a full ten million yen left from the money won from Q-Daro.

This amount of money is roughly equivalent to five years' worth of total income for an office worker in Tokyo, which is a rather large sum.

Using it to pay off debts is certainly unwise, since money can generate more money.

Shiraki Cheng wasn't a businessman, but he knew that when you have a large sum of useless money, you should consider investing it.

Investment does not simply refer to doing business.

Deposit in a bank? In a shop? In the stock market? Or invest in "yourself"—buy exercise equipment? How will you approach the Kengan Association? What are the Nogi Group's plans?
Various options are presented to Bai Mucheng, but time is still needed to consider them.

Therefore, given Bai Mucheng's current situation, he might as well be open-minded and let that girl from the assassin family get entangled with him.

"...Not bad either!"

Shiraki Sei is quite optimistic about this.

Although Wu Fengshui is proficient in firearms, he is, after all, a member of the Wu clan and has some knowledge of various Wu family techniques, making him a good choice for sparring.

Swish!
Bai Mucheng rolled over, stood up from the recliner, and gestured with his chin towards Wu Fengshui, "Want to stretch your legs for a bit?"

"Okay!" Wu Fengshui jumped up and down a few times, laughing as he agreed.

She liked to visit Bai Mucheng's house, partly out of personal interest and partly due to arrangements made by the Wu family.

The Wu clan, as a "combat race," is active in the underground world not only by absorbing external seeds for "breeding improvement," but also by learning the techniques of different masters, absorbing and refining them.

Shiraki Cheng's fighting skills are indeed unique, which has attracted the attention of the Wu clan, who want to learn more about him.

Wu Fengshui had explained this matter to Bai Mucheng long ago, and Bai Mucheng naturally welcomed it and had no intention of hiding his tricks.

The so-called "hidden ultimate move" is actually a lack of confidence in one's own strength.

For example, Shinshinkai, one of the largest karate organizations in Japan, has more than one million members. Anyone who is interested can learn it, and they even welcome challenges from all kinds of masters.

Being complacent and stagnant will only lead to destruction. You must have the courage to expose everything about yourself and then move forward!
—This is Shiraki Sei's opinion.

……

……

It was still early, so Bai Mucheng and Wu Fengshui weren't in a hurry to determine a winner.

The two didn't move fast; it was more like a karate practice session, focusing on attacking and defending against each other's moves, a contest of pure technique.

shuh...

Bai Mucheng started with a straight punch, but Wu Fengshui easily blocked it.

Immediately following was a powerful overhead hook aimed at Wu Fengshui's chin.

Wu Fengshui took a half step back to dodge, and at the same time aimed at Bai Mucheng's throat, thrusting out a hand chop.

"..."

Bai Mucheng immediately changed tactics, grabbing Wu Fengshui's other wrist and pulling her so that her movements were distorted, causing her hand strike to miss.

Then, Shiramu suddenly raised his right leg high, assuming a vertical split, and landed lightly.

[Rumping and falling]

"...!"

Veins bulged around Wu Fengshui's eyes as he "liberated" himself, significantly enhancing his dynamic vision and instantly becoming alert.

If you move in accordance with Shiraki Cheng's speed, there is no way to dodge this kick; the only way to deal with it is to "take the blow"!
Swish!
Wu Fengshui took half a step forward, placed his hands on Bai Mucheng's shoulders, and jumped up to deliver a knee strike.

Wu Fengshui predicted that Bai Mucheng would only be able to retreat and defend, allowing him to gain the upper hand.

To her surprise, Bai Mucheng did not dodge at all, but instead twisted his body to the right, slid his raised right leg to the side, and pushed Wu Fengshui to the ground with his left hand.

Swish!
Wu Fengshui was almost hit on the grass, but Bai Mucheng reached out his right hand in time, caught her, and gently placed her on the ground.

"Wow--!"

Wu Fengshui lay on his back on the grass, sighed deeply, and said rather displeasedly, "Weren't you using karate? How did you suddenly switch to wrestling moves?"

Shiraki thought for a long time, "Naturally...right?"

This is the absolute truth.

Shiraki Cheng hadn't really thought too much about it; he just suddenly felt that "that's what I should do," so he did it, using the styles and techniques of both his masters, Ryu and Zangief.

Although I'm still a bit rusty with the movements, I feel they're quite effective in terms of the results during practice!
Bai Mucheng sat down on the spot, cross-legged and deep in thought.

Ryu and Zangief, his two masters, regarded him as their "disciple" and taught him their techniques.

Both Ryu and Zangief were once disciples of someone or learned techniques from a coach, and after years of practical training, they developed their own fighting styles. The lineage of a fighter is not static!
A person's physique, personality, mentality, and even innate muscle distribution and bone structure can vary to some extent.

If a disciple blindly imitates his master, he can at most get infinitely close to him, but he can never surpass him.

Ryu, Zangief, and the group of fighters still shrouded in illusion—what they hope for is that Shiraki will combine the moves they have taught him to create a fighting style that is unique to him!

"Great, fantastic!"

Bai Mucheng got excited, slapped his thigh, stood up from the ground, and reached out to pull up Wu Fengshui, who was lying on the ground.

The two continued to exchange blows.

……

……

Not far away, her younger sister, Sakurai Arisa, who had just finished school and completed her homework, was watching idly.

With nothing else to do, she went to a roadside store and bought some discounted potato chips, which she ate and drank with cola, aiming for an unhealthy but refreshing experience.

Beside Arisa—also enjoying herself—was a robust figure with a youthful face.

It's Maruk!

When they parted ways at the abandoned building that day, everyone left their addresses with Maruk.

However, Akagi Shigeru had no fixed abode, and Baku was also unpredictable, so Maruk would often visit Shiraki Shige's house when he was bored.

Arisa wasn't afraid of the tall and strong Maruk at all, and they became fast friends after just two meetings.

"Maruk, here, potato chips."

"Thank you, Arisa-nee!"

"Call me 'little sister'..."

"Okay, Arisa-nee!"

"..."

Yu Sha was speechless, but she felt that this dialogue was particularly classic.

"Seriously, where did my brother pick you up from? Did he beat you up in a fight and make you stupid...?"

"Sweetie~ Sweetie, what snacks do you want to eat tomorrow? I'll go buy them for you!"

Arisa Sakurai—this active high school girl with an enormous heart—is chugging cola with one hand and rubbing Maruk's head with the other.

It felt like petting a stray cat... or a dog, something was definitely off...

……

……

After several more rounds of drills, Bai Mucheng and Wu Fengshui were both exhausted, covered in sweat, and panting heavily.

Wu Fengshui lost more than he won, which inevitably made him unhappy. So, taking advantage of Bai Mucheng's fatigue, he used his agile physique to dart behind Bai Mucheng and tried to choke him naked.

Bai Mucheng raised his hand to protect his neck first, blocking Wu Fengshui's arm, and the two were locked in a stalemate for a moment.

Wu Fengshui rested his chin on Bai Mucheng's head and said with a grin, "Bai Mucheng, just admit defeat, or you won't be able to move!"

Bai Mucheng tried, and although he couldn't break free from Wu Fengshui, he managed to take steps against the weight of the other man by relying on the strength of his waist, abdomen, and lower limbs.

"..."

The two were incredibly stubborn, neither willing to lose this final round, resulting in a stalemate.

What broke this situation was a car that drove in from the end of the street.

The car stopped in front of the Shiraki family's house, and Akiyama Kaede, the secretary of the Nogi Group, got out of the car, carrying a stack of folders.

Akiyama Kaede looked up and was stunned to see the two people, covered in sweat and entangled together.

"Did I come at a bad time?"

"No, you've come at just the right time..."

Bai Mucheng forced out these words through gritted teeth. Seeing that Wu Fengshui still had no intention of loosening her limbs, he could only stiffen his neck and hoarsely say, "Miss Qiushan, it's been a long time..."

"……indeed."

Akiyama Kaede didn't waste any words, bowed and thanked him, saying, "Thank you for your hard work on the previous request. Nogi Group will provide appropriate compensation, and we will definitely make you satisfied."

"The compensation is for 'Kengan-kai membership.' Would you like to join the Kengan-kai?"

Akiyama Kaede adjusted his glasses and smiled, "Not just as a hired fighter, but as a full member of the Kengan Association who is qualified to initiate Kengan matches."

"The Nogi Group can connect you with them."

(End of this chapter)