Super Fighting Tokyo.

After displaying the information and photos, Katahara Metsudo looked up at the crowd with their various expressions.

"Synchronicity—"

"Five unrelated death row inmates left the same message and headed to Tokyo."

"Can you all understand the significance of this matter?"

Metsudo narrowed his eyes, looking at Shiraki Sei, Goji Doppo, and the bewildered Maruk.

"These death row inmates, each of them has killed dozens of people in prison; they are the strongest of the strong. Do you know what that means?"

"This means they all have the ability to kill with their bare hands!"

Mie Tang said in a deep voice, "In other words, they are all martial artists!"

"..."

Mie Tang took a sip of hot tea and said quietly, "Those death row inmates are experts in 'black fighting techniques' who operate in the shadows of society."

"And you, such as Brother Shiraki, Doppo, and this Maruk, are white-skill fighting experts based in 'Kengan' or 'underground arenas'."

"This incident might escalate into a full-blown war between 'black and white'!"

"..."

Hearing Mie Tang's words, everyone seemed to be deep in thought.

Shiraki Cheng was the first to raise his hand, asking curiously, "Speaking of which, can Kengan and the underground fighting arena really be considered 'legitimate' fighting styles?"

Mie Tang: "..."

Mie Tang: "...Hoho!"

"Although what I mean by 'black and white' is not just 'identity' but also 'combat methods', Brother Bai Mu, your understanding is not wrong either."

"But as long as power is used to legalize everything, it will become the legitimate path."

The president of the Kengan Association smiled broadly, "Whether it's the Kengan Association, the underground fighting arena, or even the gambling club that Akagi joined, from the Metropolitan Police Department's perspective, they're all 'legal'!"

Shiramu Cheng: "..."

Metsudo stroked his cane and added, "Perhaps it's also because of the synchronicity that darker organizations have set their sights on this 'legitimacy,' and on the fighters who fight 'legally.'"

“IDEAL”.

"And the 'dark side' of the Metropolitan Police Department."

Mie Tang's gaze sharpened. "Those restless fellows want to seize our 'legitimacy,' and some have already begun to act."

Chapter 112 Superficial but Effective

Shiraki Cheng also learned some information from Wu Fengshui.

IDEAL——

Originally, it referred to the highest level of diamond cutting.

Previously, they had hired the Mischievous Tooth Gang to fix matches, threatened Hina Hongo to hand over chemical weapons, smuggled weapons, and supported Sada Kuni's terrorist attacks...

Behind many of these incidents, a criminal organization called "IDEAL" is active.

The identity of its leader is unknown.

The organization itself relies primarily on funding to operate rebel and guerrilla groups around the world, and is a criminal syndicate that will stop at nothing to achieve its goals.

Recently, they have also begun to absorb criminal organizations around the world.

"..."

Based on what Katahara Metsudo said, and combined with his memories, Shiraki Sei could easily deduce the following:

IDEAL's current targets include not only the Gambler's Club, but also the Kengan Association, the fighters of the underworld, and even the "remnants of the cult" represented by "Revolutionary Princess" Hina Hongo!

"What IDEAL wants to devour is the 'legitimacy' that Kengan and the gambling king have built up over the years."

Katahara Metsudo looked at Nogi.

"To ensure the strength of the 'leaders,' large underground organizations often have a brutal elimination mechanism."

"To take over the Kengan Association, you must challenge the current chairman—that is, me—hold the 'Kengan Fatal Elimination Tournament,' and let the fighter representing your side win in the end."

"—This was your original plan, Nogi, right? It seems your plan is going to be used by IDEAL too."

"On the other side, the 'Gambling Club' has a similar mechanism called 'Insubordination'. After meeting certain conditions, one can directly challenge the leader of the Gambling Club, and the winner can also win the entire Gambling Club."

Mie Tang extended two fingers.

"Kengan Deathmatch, and, insubordination—"

"If we win these two matches, both the Kengan Association and the Bettor Club will fall into IDEAL's hands!"

"In this way, most of the underground world will belong to IDEAL."

"Of course, this is only under the assumption that 'IDEAL can win'..."

Mitsudo chuckled, "Now it's not just IDEAL, but also the yakuza, big conglomerates, and even the 'dark side' within the Metropolitan Police Department are starting to stir."

"Get ready, the exciting 'Warring States Period' is coming!"

……

"..."

As Nogi Hideki listened to Katahara Metsudo's account, beads of sweat never disappeared from his forehead.

Although he had sensed something beforehand and had made some preparations, such as recruiting experts and discovering talents, Nogi felt the situation was complicated when he learned more about the inside story.

Everything must be replanned!

"..."

Compared to Nogi, Shiraki Jou and Guji Doppo are more concerned about the other side.

Doppo repeatedly flipped through the files on his computer, the light from the screen flashing in his left eye. "Haha, seeking defeat and all that... those death row inmates are really interesting guys!"

Looking at the bloody scene of the prison break in the photos, Maruk unconsciously clenched his fists.

This former "devil of the abandoned building" has already made up his mind not to kill again and to atone for the mistakes Rodham made.

"Maruk will protect Arisa, Baku, Uncle Akagi, and all the other good people!"

"..."

Upon hearing this, Doppo blinked. "Really? You're quite energetic. Not bad!"

He looked at Bai Mucheng and said with a faint smile, "Brother Bai Mucheng, you can understand, right? This piece of jade called 'Maruk' tells a simple truth."

"The greatest significance of our group's tireless training day and night is this—"

Yuji Doppo clenched his fists.

"We want to be stronger when we fight."

"Whether in a pub or on the street..."

"Whether facing athletes, fighters, escaped prisoners, death row inmates, or criminal organizations..."

Yuji Doppo laughed, raised his fist, and shook it.

"If you want to be able to control everything in a bloody and brutal battle, there is nothing more effective than having a 'hard fist'."

He lowered his fist and put his hands on his hips.

"Then, some people might ask—"

"Huh!? The mighty [Martial God] Yu Di Du Bu, is all he pursues is 'strong fists'? Is the [Martial God] really that superficial?"

"Haha, how silly..."

Du Bu suddenly lowered his voice, covered his mouth with his hand, and whispered to the crowd, "Isn't having a hard fist enough?"

"..."

Upon hearing this, Shiraki Shō and Katahara Metsudou couldn't help but laugh, while Maruk nodded seriously. Only Nogi Hideki and Akiyama Kaede looked completely astonished.

Dubu looked completely calm.

“Throughout history, people only speak loudly when they are seeking something, but when they are conveying the ‘truth,’ they always keep their voices down and speak quietly.”

He flipped through the files of the five death row inmates, as well as the latter half—the section about IDEAL.

"Just like what the old man from the Mie Tang family said, the 'dark' in black fighting techniques not only refers to their activity in the dark side of society, but also to their 'unscrupulous means'."

"For them, the struggle is not a competition, but a bloodbath!"

"—It's a 'battle' where you die if you lose even once!"

"So while we are 'pursuing strength,' they are 'seeking defeat,' because those guys have never actually been defeated."

As Doppo was speaking, he suddenly noticed that Maruk, who was standing next to him, looked a little nervous.

"There's no need to be afraid."

Doppo patted Maruk on the shoulder. "I heard from Katsumi that you and Shiraki-kun should have both met 'him'—[the strongest creature on earth]."

"Can you imagine the scene of Yujiro Hanma prostrating himself on the ground in submission?"

Du Bu grinned, "So, kid, as long as your fists are strong enough, whether they're death row inmates, criminal organizations, or other experts, bring it on!"

Maruk listened attentively to the master's teachings, nodding as if he understood but not quite.

After teaching Maruk, Doppo looked at Shiraki, and their eyes met, both understanding each other's thoughts.

Shiraki, hands on his knees, grinned and said, "You can beat someone who's never lost before into a loss? Not bad, fantastic!"

Even Doppo couldn't help himself; he suddenly wiped his mouth, a sense of anticipation tugging at his lips. "Indeed, a truly formidable opponent..."

The two looked at each other for a moment, then chuckled and ate a few more pastries.

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