Super Fighting Tokyo.

If we say that the "Fist Hero" Lie Haiwang, his four-thousand-year-old fist technique, which is a perfect "sphere";

Now, the white wooden support in front of us looks like an irregular shape made up of countless sharp spikes!

"I see……"

The simple and direct communication through fists, coupled with his own talent, allowed Katsumi to quickly realize the key.

What Shiraki Cheng did was not to let technology support his body, but to let his consciousness completely control his body and technology!

How intense and extreme, how arrogant and insane...

In this state, even the slightest fear will immediately manifest in one's actions, leading to a domino-like defeat!

This is Shiraki Sei's fighting style.

This is Shiraki Cheng's fighting style!

"Brother Bai Mu, you really are the kind of person who fights with his life on the line, without even thinking about tomorrow..."

Once Katsumi's nosebleed stopped, he rearranged his stance and asked, "What's this move called?"

"--【engine】."

Bai Mucheng wiped his eyes, flicked the blood off his hands, and his bloodshot eyes were still trembling. "Right now, my mind is crystal clear!"

"Ha ha……"

Katsumi chuckled softly, slowly taking a step forward to test Shiraki's attack range.

Bai Mucheng stood sideways, raising his arms.

Just as the two heroes were about to clash, a sudden and unexpected change occurred—

Whoosh!

On the cargo box next to them, a huge waterproof tarpaulin was covered. The outer buttons of the tarpaulin came loose, and the huge sheet was blown up by the sea breeze and covered Katsumi Yuji and Shiraki Shiroki instead!

Chapter Ninety-Four: The Competition

Several huge waterproof tarpaulins are tied to one side of the Espoovaru cruise ship.

One of the cards had been opened recently in preparation for replacing the spare equipment.

That wasn't a deliberate arrangement...

However, due to the carelessness of the man in black, the knot on one side was not tied tightly.

The fighting that broke out nearby caused the deck to shake repeatedly, eventually causing the knots to come undone, and the huge tarpaulin was lifted up by the sea breeze with a "whoosh".

Then—

The two heroes were obscured!

……

Cover completely with a waterproof sheet.

On the relatively stiff composite fabric, two distinct bulges appear, which are precisely where Shiraki Sho and Guji Katsumi are located.

The next moment—

One of the "bulges" suddenly began to stir and undergo visible deformation.

"Stop!"

Hiss!

With a loud shout, five fingers, aligned vertically, pierced through the waterproof fabric, cutting it open along the grain, leaving a large gash.

Yuji jumped out of the opening and landed steadily on the ground covered with a waterproof cloth.

"..."

"Tch, it's cut open!"

Kaiji Ito was shocked. "That waterproof fabric that even scissors can't cut through, he actually cut it open with his bare hands?!"

Atsushi Moto crossed his arms. “It’s the Piercing Hand! It’s the Piercing Hand of Karate—that bladed weapon!”

"..."

"call……"

Katsumi took a deep breath, looked at his right hand, and smelled the blood on his own nose.

"The usual hand-piercing exercises involve shoving your palm hard into a tightly bound bamboo pole, a super painful training session. Dislocations and fractures are common..."

"In comparison, this waterproof fabric is no different from toilet paper."

He looked up at the other "bulge" not far away, but it remained motionless, whether it was unable to be broken through or was maintaining a defensive stance.

"Brother Shiraki, aren't you going to attack? But this is a competition..."

"I really want to... really want to settle things with you, otherwise I'll never be satisfied..."

Yuji Katsumi extended his left leg forward, placed his right hand on his waist with his five fingers together, aimed at the upper middle section of the bulge in the waterproof cloth, and then pushed off with his back foot to rush forward in a straight line.

Swish!

Yuji Katsumi thrust out his hand with such speed that it left an afterimage, as if he was about to pierce through the entire bulge in front of him!

And the instant his five fingers touched the raised fabric—

Suddenly, something beneath the fabric pushed upwards, deflecting Yuji's forearm and evading his stabbing hand.

Hiss!

With the remaining force of his hand, he tore a slit in the raised fabric.

Shiramu Cheng's right arm stretched out from the middle, raised high, and his five fingers were clenched into a fist. Without aiming, he smashed down with all his might.

[Long o collarbone breakage]!

Wow!

The enormous range of motion caused the surrounding waterproof fabric to twist and deform, creating a complex sense of layering, and the entire fabric sank into the ground.

Yuji Katsumi steadied himself in a horse stance, pulled his arms back to his waist, and thrust out with both hands with great force!

"Drink—ah!"

The right fist and the double-handed strike crossed each other, causing the already tattered waterproof cloth caught in the middle to be shredded and torn apart as if it had fallen into a blender.

Shiraki Cheng leaped up from the middle, unleashing a series of spinning kicks that swept towards Yuji Katsumi.

【Longo Tornado Whirlwind Kick】!

boom!

Yuji leaned back to dodge, but his upper arm was hit. He lost his balance and simply squatted down, intending to counterattack with a back kick.

At the same time, Shiramu Cheng landed and was about to kick back.

However, an unexpected situation occurred—

Shiraki Shō and Guji Katsumi suddenly slipped, their kicks deviating slightly and failing to hit each other before passing each other.

? !

Their gazes shifted downwards, and they immediately understood what had happened.

It turned out to be fragments of a previously torn waterproof tarpaulin, with a layer of water droplets sandwiched between them, which were then stuck to the tarpaulin on the ground. The combination of these three elements made it slippery to walk on.

This is certainly not a big problem; you can just jump to a spot a short distance away.

But in the lightning-fast exchange, neither Shiraki Shō nor Guji Katsumi were willing to stop. So they adjusted their postures, adapted to the slippery rhythm, and prepared to strike again.

……

"Shiraki will definitely be the first to adapt!"

Wu Fengshui clenched his fists nervously and said in a low voice, "With all the engines running, he must have the skill to maintain his balance!"

However, Suedo Atsushi, standing to the side, also frowned and said nervously through gritted teeth, "My general—he can step on washi paper and perform martial arts on thin sheets of paper!"

……

The first to adapt—

It's him!

Yuji leaned back, twisted his whole body with an exaggerated range, and used the sliding motion under his feet to execute a spinning kick!

Because it was "rotational leverage" rather than "confrontation," his movements were faster than Shiramu Cheng's!

Swish!

Yuji Katsumi kicked Shiramu Cheng hard in the chest, sending him flying upwards, and then slammed him to the ground with a hook kick.

boom!

Shiraki landed heavily, coughing as he opened his mouth, but his eyes were wide open, fixed on Katsumi Goji's movements.

Yudi Keji raised his leg and knee, intending to step on Bai Mucheng's neck again.

But when the deadly foot blade came down, he missed a step and kicked a hole in the deck with a loud "bang".

Bai Mucheng stood up first, his steps unsteady. He took a half step back, using his knees to rub against the ground to move, and then turned forward, punching out with his fist half-clenched.

【Jamie o Random Drunken Spin】!

Boom!

The two swift Drunken Fist strikes felt surprisingly heavy, as if they were hitting a cliff face.

"?!"

Bai Mucheng turned his head and saw Yudi Keji standing with his toes slightly bent, his center of gravity lowered, and his shoulders and feet the same width apart.

This is the basic stance in karate – the Sanpō stance!

Originating at sea, its creators often had to fight on unstable decks. After a lot of trial and error and sacrifice, this stance, which combines offense and defense, was finally born!