Super Fighting Tokyo.

As for the other spectators, they chatted about tonight's game and the unexpected events as they left the underground parking lot.

Returning to the dark, unfinished building via the dilapidated staircase, you then head to the street and disappear into the crowds and traffic of Shinjuku.

With a feeling of contentment, I silently look forward to the next match.

Perhaps it's another Kengan match taking place elsewhere.

Or perhaps, it was a simple battle invitation that was formed tonight—

Shiraki Sei VS. Komoe!

And so, everything returned to normal...

……

……

Shiraki Cheng had a great rest.

Of course, during this period, the construction of the Fighting Spirit Martial Arts Hall and the collection of various intelligence also continued.

three days later.

The main building of the Fighting Spirit Martial Arts Hall has been completed and is currently undergoing interior decoration.

Once construction is complete and the internal environment has passed inspection and meets the standards for safe exercise, the installation of various equipment can begin.

The opening day is just around the corner!

Bai Mucheng was in a great mood. Although his lacerations had not fully healed, they had improved a lot and no longer affected his activities.

Having been holding back for so long, he resumed his basic daily training and waited for Hao Hongye's contact.

The first step is a 30-kilometer morning run.

Afterwards, I went to the market and bought groceries for the next few days, carrying large and small bags back home.

Back in my own yard, guests had already arrived early.

Wu Fengshui, who had a clear purpose; Li Youba, who came looking for a place to exercise; and Tianma Xiwang, whose left eye was bandaged—having just undergone eye surgery.

Unlike Shiraki Sei's previous "boxing disease," Tenma hopes that the "retinal detachment" in his left eye is not an absolutely incurable disease.

Sakurai Anne's medical skills are quite superb, and with the sponsorship of equipment and medicines from Koukai Pharmaceuticals, the entire surgery went very smoothly.

Although Tenma hoped her eyes were in very bad condition and that continuing to fight would likely cause a relapse, she still asked her childhood friend for help.

She still wants to keep playing.

Following the doctor's advice, walking around more is beneficial for postoperative recovery, so Tianma accompanied Li Youba and brought her to the Douhun Martial Arts Hall for daily training.

Equipment is one aspect, but more importantly, there are sparring partners here, and you can even have friendly matches.

"Wow!"

Li Youba changed into her workout clothes and finished warming up.

With nothing else to do, Wu Fengshui put on a boxing pad and became Li Youba's temporary sparring partner, which also gave him a chance to get some exercise.

"Please advise!"

"Haha, okay!"

The two girls clapped their hands to signal that they were ready for training.

Li Youba practices Zhenyi Liuhequan, and through his own improvements, his moves are flexible and varied, and his overall attributes are fully developed.

The opportunity was rare, and her opponent was Wu Fengshui, who had an extremely sharp eye. Therefore, she needed to train for quick attacks and strikes today.

Bang bang bang!

That's something that ordinary athletes can hardly keep up with—extremely fast target practice.

……

……

A dozen minutes later, Shiraki Cheng's solo training came to a temporary end.

While wiping his sweat with a towel, he moved closer to Tianma Hope and observed Li Youba and Wu Fengshui's special training.

Hearing the "bang bang" of the targets being hit, Shiraki Cheng found it pleasant and couldn't help but grin.

"Great, fantastic!"

The ultimate form of the "Fighting Spirit Martial Arts School" that he is pursuing is now gradually taking shape, and the effect should be even better after it officially opens.

Pegasus is also smiling, especially enjoying this atmosphere, and is eager to recover as soon as possible so he can continue playing.

"..."

"Oh, it's very lively!"

An exclamation rang out; another new guest had arrived.

Shiraki Sei and Tenma hoped to turn around and see that the person who came was a "solid" middle-aged man who was also bald and one-eyed.

The newcomer was none other than the first director of the Divine Heart Society—Yudi Dubu!

"Haha, that's great, starting training first thing in the morning. If all my brats were like this, the Divine Heart Society would have ruled the world long ago!"

Doppo, making a joke typical of middle-aged men, walked towards Shiraki Sho and Tenma Nozomi with a grin.

"..."

Upon seeing Pegasus Nozomi, Goji Doppo suddenly froze.

He opened his "left eye" wide and looked at Pegasus's "right eye," pausing for a long time.

Eyes wide open.

Suddenly, Gokuchi Doppo scratched his head, blushing, and said, "Hey! Even if you admire me a lot, you can't just cover your eyes like that! You have to take good care of your eyesight!"

Tianma Hope: "..."

Pegasus Hope: "...Huh?"

What is all this nonsense?!

"Okay, okay, just kidding."

After teasing the cute little girl, Yuji Doppo turned his gaze to Shiraki Cheng.

Clearly, his purpose in visiting the Fighting Spirit Martial Arts Academy was to find Bai Mucheng and have something to say to him.

"Brother Bai Mu, do you know? That Dr. Gao Hongye is my savior!"

Doppo touched his chest and recalled slowly, "I was almost beaten to death by Hanma Yujiro before. It was thanks to Hao that he massaged my heart with his bare hands that it started beating again."

"..."

At first glance, these words might seem like they were from Doppo, trying to curry favor with Kou Momiji, but Doppo is definitely not that kind of person.

Sure enough, the one-eyed man changed the subject, patted Bai Mucheng on the shoulder and laughed loudly: "So, he wants to have a good fight now. If you don't go all out, I won't forgive you!"

"Ha ha……"

Bai Mucheng nodded with a smile, "Definitely!"

"Ideally, I should beat him to a pulp; I must satisfy him thoroughly!"

Doppo clenched his thick fist and gestured, "After all, some interesting big things are about to happen, and I can't participate without becoming stronger."

He looked at Bai Mucheng and smiled very happily.

"..."

Shiraki was puzzled. Memories flooded his mind, and he speculated, "Is it the Kengan Deathmatch? Or the second Tokyo Dome Underground Elimination Tournament? Or something else?"

Doppo shrugged. "I don't know. After all, Katahara and Tokugawa—those two old men—are both the kind of people who like to keep things mysterious."

"But one thing is certain..."

Yudi Dubu's gaze shifted, a playful smile on his face, as he provoked Bai Mucheng.

"Brother Shiraki, if you lose to Kou Momiji, all those fun things won't be for you anymore!"

Chapter 137 Visitors

"I knew it..."

Tianma, hoping for a sigh, helplessly rubbed his forehead.

Even if a strange old man like Doppo Yuchi knew the inside story of that "big event," he most likely wouldn't reveal it voluntarily.

He just wanted to see the surprised expressions on other people's faces when they found out the truth!

And so—

Even though Shiraki Chengxiao appealed to his emotions, reasoned with him, and tempted him with benefits, promising to treat Yuji Dubu to barbecue at "Huangniuyuan" afterward, Yuji Dubu never revealed a single detail again.

When asked, the answer is always, "I don't know!"

Bai Mucheng had no choice but to stop for the time being, but he wasn't angry and felt it didn't matter.

After all, as Yuji Doppo said, if Shiraki Sei couldn't beat Kou Momiji, then no matter how interesting or significant the events in the fighting world were, it wouldn't concern Shiraki Sei.

"Great, fantastic!"

Shiraki Cheng grinned and turned to invite Goji Doppo to have lunch with him.

"Huh~~~?"

Yuji Dubu felt a pang of regret. "Didn't you just say you were treating us to barbecue?"

Shiraki Cheng mimicked Goji Doppo's previous expression, his eyes darting around with a playful smile, provoking Goji Doppo.

"Uncle Dudu, thanks to your suspense, delicious barbecue is no longer your concern!"

Yudi Dubu: "..."

Foolish Doppo: "What~ thing~?!"