Super Fighting Tokyo.

"..."

Just then, Shiraki Chenggang tucked the sleeping Maruk into bed and came over to Xiaoyuzhou, whispering with a smile, "Indeed, Mushi and I share the same idea."

Koyuu looked at Takeshi Wakatsuki, "I told you so..."

He looked up at the ceiling and sighed softly, "Neither Senior Shiraki nor my master are 'martial arts masters from literary works'."

"Letting their disciples hone their skills on their own until they defeat their nemesis—this dreamlike prospect was something the two of them couldn't resist..."

After their thoughts were exposed, Shiraki Sei and Muishi Mitsuyo exchanged a smile.

"indeed."

Mu Shi put his hands on his hips and said, "We are not kind-hearted elders. We will not teach you slowly, nor will we patiently wait for you to take revenge."

"We just wanted to fight that guy—that's all."

Shiraki peeled an orange.

Ultimately, this kind of thing actually happens quite often—

"I thought he was my nemesis, and I trained for many years to defeat him, but he ended up falling in battle with others."

"If you're not satisfied, cherish every battle and don't think about challenging again after defeat, because there may not be a next time."

"A battle is a battle; there is no difference between a first and a second time."

"..."

"Understood, senior, I will remember..."

Xiao Yuzhou remained calm, nodded, and gestured to his friends, "Thank you for your care, everyone. I'd like to take a nap first."

Everyone understood and left one after another, closing the door behind them.

click!

As soon as the door closed, a commotion came from inside the ward.

That was a roar of extreme resentment and anger.

"Sbek! Ahh ...

Even in the corridor, everyone could hear Xiaoyuzhou and Maruk's roars, both speaking in unison, their voices hoarse and strained.

"..."

Shiraki Sei and Mushi exchanged a glance, both understanding each other perfectly.

Both Maruk and Imai Kosou will understand the difference between ring matches and "battles" after this battle.

They want to become stronger, and they can become stronger!

"..."

Bai Mucheng took out his phone and started sending messages as he scrolled through them.

Mu Shi leaned over and asked, "Ah Cheng, what are you doing?"

Bai Mucheng shook the screen. "Contact your friends, ask them to help find someone, and then go fight."

Mu Shi flashed a healthy, cheerful smile. "Thanks for your hard work! Remember to send me a copy once you find it. I'd really like to hang out with that Spek too!"

Chapter 165 The Date

The next day.

In the early morning and forenoon, it was still my usual exercise routine.

In order to better master the "cellular-level" instantaneous power of "Strike of the Ultimate", Shiraki Cheng added a part targeting "balance" to his training program.

It was just two or three tables stacked together, and Bai Mucheng tried to stand on them.

This is a special training program that emphasizes flexibility, which Shiraki Cheng was not good at before, but he found it quite interesting to try.

……

……

noon.

After lunch, Shiraki and Arisa paused their afternoon workout and lay on the lawn, enjoying the breeze.

Yusa, being her own younger sister, guessed almost everything at a glance. "Brother, are you waiting for someone? Do you have something to do this afternoon?"

Bai Mucheng nodded, "Yeah, I'll probably be back a little later. Don't wait for me for dinner."

As Yusa was packing her backpack, she smiled and said, "Perfect timing, I also have something to do tonight."

"what?"

Bai Mucheng was somewhat surprised when he suddenly heard a visitor arrive at the door.

Turning around, he saw that it wasn't the person he was waiting for, but someone who had come to see his younger sister.

She was a girl wearing a school uniform, with long, black, her hair styled in a herringbone cut, a pretty face, and black eyes with white pupils.

It was Wu Jialouluo, Yusha's classmate and good friend, and the apple of the eye of Wu Huiliyang, the patriarch of the "Wu Clan".

At this moment, Garuda was also carrying a backpack, clearly indicating that he had come prepared.

Good afternoon, sorry to bother you.

Garuda greeted her politely, then jogged over to Yusa's side.

Seeing that her older brother was a little confused, Yusha began to explain while packing her backpack.

"Maruk and Xiaoyuzhou are both in the hospital. Garuda and I are going to visit them and see if we can help them out."

Yusa looked at Shiraki Sei and smiled, "If he's with Garuda, you can rest assured, right, brother?"

"..."

Bai Mucheng paused, somewhat taken aback.

He had indeed considered having Yusa stay temporarily with the Wu clan while Maruk was hospitalized to recover from his injuries, but he didn't expect Yusa to think of this first.

"Brother, you have a lot of friends, but I have quite a few friends too!"

Yusa tossed a bottle of water to Shiraki Cheng and said with a relaxed smile, "Don't worry, I won't cause you any trouble."

“...Oh, um.”

Bai Mucheng was quite surprised and turned to thank Garuda, "Anyway, I'm sorry to have troubled you."

Garuda waved his hands repeatedly, "It's alright. There have been a lot of troubles lately. Friends should help each other. Besides, Grandpa is very happy that I have friends my own age."

"Regarding the hospital's security, the Kengan Association's employer on the Small Universe side—Nishipinji Security Company—has already sent people there, so there's no need to worry."

"..."

Bai Mucheng was stunned for a moment, his eyes widening once again astonished by the speed at which these "large organizations" acted, their actions having far-reaching consequences.

So, isn't it a bit of a waste to hire so many people to help with the investigation?

"..."

Seeing her older brother still sunbathing, Yusha asked curiously, "So, brother, where are you going?"

"I don't know either..."

Bai Mucheng put his arm behind his head and said leisurely, "Let's wait and see. Maybe we'll find out soon."

As they waited, Wu Fengshui finally arrived.

"Yo! Shiraki-chan~!"

Wu Fengshui arrived on his motorcycle, carrying his work backpack, and parked steadily in front of Bai Mu's yard.

Seeing Garuda there, Wu Fengshui was somewhat surprised.

"Hey, I was wondering why there were family members wandering around. They must have been sent by Grandpa to protect Garuda, right?"

Garuda sighed helplessly, "Grandpa is being too cautious. I'm not a little kid anymore..."

Wu Fengshui rubbed Garuda's head. "But the situation is complicated after all. It's no wonder that Grandpa is worried about you. Moreover, it is said that other 'factions' of the Wu clan are also making moves."

"Speaking of which..."

After finishing his conversation with Garuda, Wu Fengshui turned to Bai Mucheng and asked, "Bai Mucheng, have you decided where to go? I'll go with you!"

Bai Mucheng stretched and asked, "You're going too?"

"After all, it's real combat!"

Wu Fengshui hefted the backpack on his back, and a crisp metallic clanging sound came from inside. "I love watching these kinds of fun things the most!"

"..."

Bai Mucheng thought about it carefully and realized there was no reason to refuse, so he let her have her way. "We haven't decided on the destination yet, let's wait and see."

Wu Fengshui didn't mind. He put his backpack aside, plopped down next to Bai Mucheng, and lay down on the lawn with him.

The two basked in the warm afternoon sun, feeling very comfortable and at ease.

About ten minutes later.

Jingle Bell!

Shiramu Cheng's phone rang. When he answered, he heard it was Modo Atsushi from the Shenxin Society calling.

"Hey, Shiraki, we have a lead on the person you're looking for. He's been loitering around these locations. I'll send you the investigation results."

"Thank you, I'll treat you another day."

Shiraki thanked him, got up, unfolded a map, and marked several possible locations on it.

Shortly after, Kizaki from the Hanayama Group called and gave them some clues.

Shiraki compiled the two sets of clues, took photos, and sent them to the Metropolitan Police Department.

A dozen minutes later, "Iori Kazuka" from the Metropolitan Police Department called, saying they had accurate information.