Super Fighting Tokyo.

Luke clenched his fists, grinning, and said, "Speaking of which, this game is absolutely terrible, a complete tragedy. I never want to touch it again; it's scarier than any horror game."

"..."

Regardless, Shiraki won, and Katahara Metsudo delivered the "prize" as promised.

It's a VIP admission ticket for a large-scale "boxing exhibition" being held at the stadium recently, which had been teased in news reports a few days prior.

"After playing the cheap games, you must want to experience them in person, right? That's a very valuable experience!"

Miedang chuckled and stroked his beard, about to leave, when he noticed that Yusa was also somewhat tempted, but too shy to speak up.

"Hehe, there's no other way, I'll give one to Yusa too."

Mie Tang pulled out another card.

Seeing that Wu Fengshui also wanted to go, Mie Tang took out another card, "Here, little Fengshui, come and play too."

Wu Fengshui blinked. "Wasn't it said to be very precious?"

"No, no, the tickets aren't valuable."

Mie Tang waved his hands repeatedly and explained, "I just want to find someone to play cheap games with. This opportunity is very precious—that's what I mean."

Shiramu Cheng: "..."

Luke: {……}

"Oh, right, there's one more thing—"

Mie Tang suddenly changed the subject, "Remember to be careful over there, there might be some experts playing around!"

Chapter 180 Boxing Exhibition

The games that Katahara Metsudo brought to play were indeed poorly made "cheap games".

However, it cannot be denied that the original prototype of this game—"McTyson Boxing" which was released on the Famicom (NES)—was essentially the same as its name.

boxing--

The two men put on boxing gloves and competed against each other using only their fists.

To attack while preventing the opponent from making a move.

This simple yet profound best practice has been in place for over 150 years since the Marquess of Queensbury Rules were established.

In other words, this simple game has been developing and growing for over 150 years!

Countless contestants have joined in, thus accumulating a large fan base.

……

……

The VIP tickets given by Katahara Metsudo were for a large-scale "boxing exhibition" held in a gymnasium in Bunkyo Ward.

Somewhat similar to a "boxing expo," it's a fun event that even laypeople can enjoy.

According to news reports, a "mystery guest" will also be participating in the event, which has raised the expectations of boxing fans to the max.

Early on a weekend morning, after breakfast.

Wu Fengshui arrived in his sports car, picked up Shiraki Seika and Yusa, and the three of them drove together to the stadium where the event was being held.

"..."

Even outside the venue, the lively atmosphere was still evident, with a huge number of tourists queuing to enter.

Fortunately, all three of them had VIP access passes, which allowed them to enter through the fast lane, so it didn't take too much time.

"Alas!"

Looking at the huge, bustling venue, Arisa raised her hand and shouted.

She really enjoyed the exhibition; it felt like visiting an anime convention. There were indeed quite a few fans of boxing-themed derivative works at the event.

However, unlike large-scale comic conventions, the people gathered here are more "professional".

Among them are retired athletes, second-tier active athletes, agents, well-known coaches, gym owners, fans, and reporters.

At a very few booths, you can see some well-known boxers.

They are all cheerful people who enjoy interacting with others, and they came to respond to their enthusiastic fans during their training rest day.

One or two of them were boxers that Arisa had followed.

"Hey bro, I'm going to get some autographs, you two can wander around for a bit!"

Yu Sha disappeared in a flash, leaving her older brother and Feng Shui alone.

Bai Mucheng and Wu Fengshui exchanged a glance, shrugged, and continued to stroll around the venue.

They both still remembered what Katahara Metsudo had said—

"Be careful over there, there might be some expert players!"

As the president of the Kengan Association, Katahara Metsudo would not speak without reason. He most likely wanted Shiraki Sei to meet those masters and see what kind of sparks would fly.

Was he one of the passing tourists? Or one of the boxers? Or perhaps the mysterious surprise guest?

"..."

Although it's a boxing-themed exhibition, it's still a stadium, with a wide variety of sports facilities and various experiential activities offered by participating companies.

Shiramu Cheng suddenly noticed that several female high school students were passing by in the distance, chatting and laughing together.

"Speaking of boxing, that's my area of ​​expertise! Akemi, Hibiki—I'll be your guide today!"

"Oh right, Ayaka's family owns a boxing gym."

"That's right, that's right, and today's mystery guest is also a powerful fighter registered at my gym!"

Why hasn't Zhu Mei said anything?

"Muscles, hehe...so many beautiful muscles..."

"Hmm, as expected, a hardcore muscle fetishist."

"..."

Shiraki watched the girl hurrying past and murmured to himself, "She's a student from Imperial Sakura Girls' High School..."

Upon hearing this, Wu Fengshui blinked and asked, "They weren't wearing school uniforms, how did you know?"

"I ran into them when I was blocking people at the entrance of Huangying before."

Bai Mucheng recalled the past and suddenly felt that Wu Fengshui's eyes had become sharp.

He couldn't help but exclaim that he had been tricked, "You saw them before when we went to the water park—they were Arisa's classmates."

"Oh, it's them? I hadn't really noticed them before."

Wu Fengshui understood, and pulled Bai Mucheng to continue strolling around, looking for the "master" mentioned by the Extinction Hall. They did indeed encounter quite a few interesting fellows.

……

……

On a display stand at a boxing club.

A retired, renowned fast-paced boxer, now serving as the club's coach, is inviting interested individuals to come up on stage and experience the sport.

Since it's a demonstration and experience, the movements naturally tend to be flashy, complex, and extremely difficult, all to pique the audience's interest.

The previous participants demonstrated successfully, including a fitness enthusiast, but they still couldn't keep up with the instructor's movements, perfectly demonstrating the difference between a "retired professional athlete" and a "fitness enthusiast".

Taking advantage of the audience's high spirits, the coach called another person up on stage. He was a robust young man with a standard face and slightly thick eyebrows.

What the fast-paced boxing coach didn't expect was that no matter how difficult his boxing combos were, the young man could perfectly replicate them.

Even when the coach was out of breath and could no longer throw a punch, the young man remained in good form.

"Not bad, fast punches."

The young man patted the coach on the shoulder and smiled reassuringly, "But for me, imitating you is not difficult at all. What I want to see are even more skilled 'masters of moves'."

"..."

……

Wu Fengshui looked at the demonstration platform and nudged Bai Mucheng by the waist. "That guy seems to be a fighter from the Kengan Association. He's quite famous."

Bai Mucheng nodded, then suddenly heard exclamations from a crowd in the distance.

"The record for the climbing course has been broken!"

"So fast, it's as easy as taking a walk..."

"That blond guy is amazing!"

"..."

Following the sound, Bai Mucheng looked up and saw a burly man hanging from the top of an indoor climbing wall in the distance.

He didn't even wear a safety rope; he grabbed a tiny protrusion on the wall with just one finger, swayed his legs from side to side, and did a space walk, drawing cheers from the audience.

Because they were too far apart, Bai Mucheng couldn't see clearly, so he turned to Wu Fengshui and asked, "Is it Sikorsky?"

"No, it's not that Russian."

Wu Fengshui looked closely and shook his head, saying, "It seems to be a fighter from the Kengan Association as well."

Bai Mucheng understood, and it corresponded one by one with the memories in his mind.

……

……

The number of visitors gradually increased.

Bai Mucheng and Wu Fengshui continued to stroll around, but they didn't see any more formidable figures.

Passing by a stall, the company was trying to attract customers to experience their latest "boxing machine".