Super Fighting Tokyo

Chapter 45 Rhythm

Iori Kazuka's intentions were obvious.

Since Bai Mucheng has money in his pocket and they have connections, they might as well make a good impression in advance so that they can have a chance to participate in any underground business Bai Mucheng might do in the future.

But Bai Mucheng really didn't have any good ideas.

Or, based on his memory, could he invest in the "underground women's fighting" business that Tianma hopes to establish in the future?
That's one possible approach, but it's a bit one-sided.

Shiraki Sei wants more than just making money. How can he combine his desires with the Kengan Association while also satisfying his own needs?

"..."

After much thought, I still had no clue what to do, so it was time for another drink.

Moreover, Li Youba was also there, and Bai Mucheng, having nothing else to do, began to exchange boxing techniques and various strategies with her.

Li Youba was a little surprised, "There aren't many people in the underground fighting world who are patient enough to communicate."

This is understandable, after all, the fighters active in the underworld—especially the men's group—are mostly a group of impulsive and unrestrained people, none of them willing to submit to anyone else.

But Shiraki Cheng had a different idea.

"When the two sides clash, the seemingly weaker side can win against the stronger side by relying on their belief and skills, while the defeated side can improve and regain victory."

Bai Mucheng analyzed, "As a result, the level of struggle begins to rise, and there is an opportunity to reach the top."

As a "martial artist," Li Youba also agrees with this statement, after all, she is a beneficiary of the technology.

In terms of physical attributes, Li Youba is 160cm tall and weighs 45kg, which is not top-tier.

The reason why one can become the king of the underground arena is that skill is indispensable.

Li Youba's preferred style is a boxing technique called "Zhenyi Liuhequan," which emphasizes the generation of power and breath control.

One of its sure-fire winning strategies is to first attack the enemy's eyes, seize their vision, and then win in one fell swoop.

"..."

Bai Mucheng thought to himself, "Just as I expected." It was exactly as he had observed. When facing an opponent who was physically stronger than himself, the key was to disrupt the opponent's rhythm while firmly maintaining his own.

Li Youba had a great time chatting, and since she owed Bai Mucheng a favor, she handed him her business card.

"Well, if you're interested, I'm happy to spar with you. Just treat me well."

……

……

Everyone was full and slightly tipsy.

Especially Shiraki Sei and Tenma Nozomi, who were in the "second round" and had drunk twice the amount of beer, were bound to feel dizzy and lightheaded, no matter how good their physical condition was.

"Well……"

The group left the restaurant together, intending to go out and enjoy the night breeze.

Hana and Ichika are still giving Nozomi advice and discussing what kind of work she should do if she really needs money.

Unfortunately, Hana and Ichika are hardly "good people," and the jobs they can help find are not respectable; most are jobs involving drinking, prostitution, smuggling, or cargo transportation.

"You bunch of guys, you'll get caught sooner or later..."

Hopefully, she could only sigh helplessly and then looked at Shiraki Cheng.

In contrast, the "business" that Shiraki Chengxiang, also an underground fighter, wanted to do should be more in line with his needs, since the other party clearly has no idea what to do right now.

"We'll just have to wait and see."

Hope took out her phone, glanced at the time, and was about to say goodbye and go home when a commotion suddenly broke out on the street not far away.

Everyone's attention was drawn to it.

Not far away on a street corner, two groups of female thugs broke out into a fight, which turned from a verbal battle into a physical fight, with each grabbing a bottle and smashing it over the other's head.

"Believe it or not, I'll kill you!"

"You bitch...go to hell!"

Two groups of people—about a dozen female thugs—were entangled together, tearing at and beating each other.

"..."

Li Youba stood on tiptoe to look, "What are they doing?"

Yi Hua, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, explained helplessly, "They're just kids from around here who like to hang out in groups—not people from the underworld, just idle hooligans."

Hope tilted her head and asked, "By the way, Yihua, the 'Metropolitan Police Department Juvenile Division' that you're in charge of now should be specifically designed for people like them, right?"

"Yeah, that's right."

Yi Hua nodded, "But they're completely out of control; ordinary methods simply won't work. They're much harder to deal with than the rule-abiding yakuza. A bunch of trash should just die already..."

Li Youba poked her head out and muttered under her breath, "These cops are absolutely rotten."

"what?"

Yi Hua tilted his head back and stared at Li Youba provocatively, "You're an underground fighter, your training grounds and medical treatments should be illegal, right? Believe me or not, I'll arrest you and lock you up for a couple of days!"

Li Youba knew it was a joke, but it was also an absolutely feasible plan, and she couldn't help but sigh helplessly, "The more you say it like that, the worse it sounds..."

Hana, standing to the side, chuckled and put her arm around the group, "Alright, alright, shall we go home? Or shall we go to the next place? I know a really nice bar in 5-chome!"

Just as he was about to answer, he suddenly looked up and asked in confusion, "Hey, is someone coming towards us?"

"Ok?"

Everyone turned to look and saw four or five thugs walking towards them. Some of them had something hidden in their clothes, which should be clubs or similar weapons.

"You dare mess with the cops? You're asking for it!"

Yi Hua casually waved his hand, signaling the others not to panic, but then his expression changed. "Sorry, I forgot my police ID at the station."

Hana was more optimistic, saying, "It's okay, it's okay. What if they're not looking for us?"

Unfortunately, the group of thugs had a very clear target and headed straight for the group—or more accurately, for Bai Mucheng.

Only then did everyone realize that one of them had a severely injured arm, wrapped in a sling. "Big Brother, it's him!"

The injured thug pointed at Bai Mucheng, "He's the one who broke my arm!"

"..."

Bai Mucheng, feeling the effects of the alcohol, tried to lift his eyes to look up, but he still felt listless.

The others were the same; they were all drunk.

The most sober one should be Li Youba, but she ate too much and is now clutching her stomach to help her digest.

"Haha, what bad luck, what a small world..."

Hopefully, the situation will be clear at a glance.

It's likely that the injured thug tried to extort money from Bai Mucheng, got beaten up, and injured his arm. Now he's sent people to seek revenge.

Normally, there wouldn't be any problem, since I am quite capable of fighting, and Yi Hua is even more skilled in melee combat, not to mention there are also Shiraki Cheng and Li Youba.

But now...

I'm not afraid of a real conflict, but the other side has more people and doesn't know their own strength. I might get hurt by accident, which would be a losing proposition and very disappointing.

Hopefully, she turned her head and asked in a low voice, "Don't make things too complicated, why don't we just run away?"

"..."

Before anyone else could answer, Bai Mucheng bumped into Xiwang's shoulder and staggered forward.

"Give it a try... and see..."

Bai Mucheng faced the thugs, barely managing to stand, his arms hanging limply at his sides.

After watching the match and talking with Li Youba, a lot of random ideas popped into his head, and the thugs who came to cause trouble could just be used as punching bags.

"--Come!"

Bai Mucheng led a group of thugs to befriend him.

The thugs didn't hold back either. Two or three of them pulled out baseball bats they had hidden, while the others just clenched their fists—after all, they weren't from the underworld and didn't dare to use knives for the time being.

"Teach him a lesson!"

Swish!
The two thugs couldn't hold back any longer and swung their baseball bats at Shiramu Cheng, but they missed.

"?!"

They stared wide-eyed, but Bai Mucheng was nowhere to be seen.

Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that Bai Mucheng was lying face down on the ground, seemingly completely drunk.

"what?"

Before the thugs could react, Bai Mucheng suddenly braced himself with his hands on the ground, did a Thomas spin to his feet, and kicked the two thugs in the chest.

boom!boom!
Two thugs were kicked away. The leader was about to call for more men to beat them when he saw Bai Mucheng rush forward, avoiding his line of sight, and then suddenly appear in front of him.

"what……"

Before the leader of the thugs could react, Bai Mucheng focused his energy and alternated between left and right hand punches, aiming at the opponent's philtrum, chest, and lower abdomen, delivering three punches in quick succession.

Bang bang bang!
In one swift motion, the leader of the thugs was covered in blood, spitting out blood and broken teeth, and collapsed to the ground, unable to get up.

Upon seeing this, the remaining people all fled in panic, not daring to say anything more.

"..."

Bai Mucheng watched their retreating figures, but had no interest in chasing after them. After all, they were just amateurs, no different from the group of female thugs fighting each other, and he wouldn't gain any more experience from fighting them again.

Moreover, Shiraki Cheng had already vaguely grasped a certain idea—the "rhythm" of the battle.

In Bai Mucheng's line of sight, another blurry figure could be seen in the distance.

He was agile and had well-defined muscles. His long hair was tied back, with a strand of bangs hanging down his forehead, and a gourd of wine was hanging from his waist.

"..."

The phantom beckoned to Bai Mucheng.

Disrupting your opponent's rhythm feels pretty good, right?

"...Great, fantastic!"

Bai Mucheng was so drunk that he swayed from side to side, and was eventually supported by Li Youba, but he couldn't hide the smile on his lips.

He clarified two ideas: one was "how to disrupt the opponent's rhythm," and the other was about the subsequent investment direction of his funds.

"..."

At the same time, Pegasus also had an idea.

"Yeah, Brother Shiraki, wouldn't that solve everything? You must have thought of the same thing as me!"

Hope suddenly realized something and looked at Bai Mucheng.

"Since there are so many energetic thugs on the streets these days, why don't we start an underground fighting group and gather all the delinquents together? Let's start with the less competitive 'women's group'!"

Upon hearing this, both Ichika and Hana's eyes lit up, realizing the potential of this idea.

But to their utter surprise, Bai Mucheng's thoughts were completely different. He didn't even pay attention to Hope's words, and instead started talking to himself.

"The current underground situation is too chaotic. Let's use ten million to rebuild the dojo and set up a 'fighting center' exclusively for fighters!"

"Training, logistics, exchange operations, even new recruit training..."

"As long as there are enough members, the entire 'fighting center' can continue to operate and attract a large number of experts!"

"Speaking of people who can help... Maruk, Maruk happens to be unemployed! There might be more later."

"……Um?"

After muttering to himself, Bai Mucheng finally noticed the people behind him. "What were you all talking about just now?"

(End of this chapter)