Super Fighting Tokyo.

Yuji Katsumi remained silent, as if he still had doubts in his heart.

Seeing this, Katahara Metsudo clapped his hands with a smile and exclaimed to Lamar beside him, "Not bad, tonight is just as interesting as I expected!"

"That's true."

Lalma rested his cheek on one side, glancing at Gaolang, "I'm also looking forward to your revenge battle."

……

……

As they spoke, the gasoline at the door burned out, and the flames gradually died down.

Inside the courtyard, the people continued their idle chatter, seemingly having forgotten Dorian's existence.

suddenly--

Snapped!

Shiraki suddenly slapped his thigh, about to stand up, but was pressed down by Katsumi Guji next to him.

"Brother Bai Mu, give me a chance. I want to settle accounts with him first."

"..."

Bai Mucheng paused for a moment before reluctantly sitting down.

But just as Katsumi was about to get up, Rito, who had been silent all along, suddenly stood up, patted his pants, and grinned at everyone, "Anyway, let me go to the toilet first, please."

Upon hearing this, not only Shiraki Shōka and Katsumi, but also the others were stunned.

Seeing Rito walk towards the door, Katsumi couldn't help but remind him, "Brother, give up, you still..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yuji Doppo raised his hand to stop him.

"Just watch closely, Katsumi."

A glint of light flashed in Du Bu's single eye, and he chuckled softly, "This young man's ideas are much simpler than yours."

"..."

Before Katsumi could say anything more, he saw Shiraki Sho raise his hand and slap Rito, who was passing by, with a "smack".

Bai Mucheng laughed and said, "The toilet floor is slippery, be careful."

Rito spread his five fingers, veins bulging on the back of his hand. "Understood!"

……

……

On the street outside the courtyard, Dorian finally met his first duelist.

"You can't do it."

After glancing at the other person and sizing him up, Dorian couldn't hide the disappointment in his voice, "You're far from qualified to present me with defeat as a gift..."

Rito took off his shirt, got into a fighting stance, and said, "Why don't you try it and see?"

Dorian raised an eyebrow. "Really?"

Swish!

Before he could finish speaking, Rito launched the first attack, raising his leg for a low sweeping strike.

Dorian raised his leg to dodge, his movements light and agile. Suddenly, his foot landed on the ground, and as he pressed down on his body, he pushed forward with the heel of his palm, unleashing a powerful horse stance strike.

boom!

The palm struck Li Ren squarely in the chest, sending him flying. He coughed up blood with a loud "whoosh".

"..."

But when Dorian withdrew his right arm, he saw two "scratches" on his forearm. It turned out that the skin had been scratched by Rihito's fingers, and a few drops of blood were oozing from the subcutaneous tissue.

"Oh? You mean strength? Your talent isn't bad."

Even someone as powerful as Dorian quickly identified his opponent's special technique.

He licked the blood off his forearm, raised an eyebrow at Rito, and said, "Blindly challenging powerful opponents in pursuit of the title of 'strongest' is truly foolish."

"But this outcome seems to be exactly what you hoped for..."

Dorian's eyes darted around, glancing at the people in the courtyard.

"Undeniably, since it was you who proposed the 'duel,' no matter how many people are gathered here, they can only fight me one-on-one."

"In that case, you have absolutely no chance of defeating me!"

Dorian looked at the injured Rihito, then slowly walked over to the charred hoodie.

"The weather is nice tonight."

“If all of you attack together, even if I don’t lose, it will be difficult for me to escape unscathed. I will run away without hesitation.”

"Conceal your strength, feign weakness, avoid desperate situations, and create opportunities..."

"The above are all essential steps in order to savor the sweet taste of defeat."

Wow!

Dorian picked up the tattered hoodie and pulled a metal can from the inside pocket.

After opening the lid, a dark yellow, viscous liquid was revealed inside.

"This is lubricating grease..."

Dorian then pulled two beer bottles from his pocket, smashed them on the ground, and then immersed his hands in lubricant.

"Your finger strength is extraordinary, and you seem to be able to easily cut through the human body, but in my opinion, it's still too pitiful."

"You overestimate your destructive power, and your method of use is too immature."

Dorian clenched his fists, which were covered in grease and sharp shards of glass.

"This is a fighting style that gangsters created and used before Prohibition was issued—back when Al O Capone was still a small-time hoodlum."

"In this way, my fist can cut the human body just like your finger."

Dorian looked at Rihime.

"Let me teach you how to use this kind of 'murder weapon'..."

Chapter 211 Dirty Methods

Sharp shards of glass, bound together with grease, were stuck to Dorian's fists, exuding a distorted murderous aura.

—The murder weapon is complete!

"Hello..."

Seeing this, Katsumi wanted to go on stage to replace Rito, but was stopped by Doppo and Shiraki Sho.

"If we intervene at a time like this, Brother Li will get angry."

"It's not over yet, Rito still wants to fight."

Each of them had their own reasons, which made Katsumi Uchida somewhat distressed, and his doubts grew stronger.

……

……

On the street, Rito also recalled a sentence.

That was a week ago, during a fight with death row inmate Liu Longguang, when the latter made this assessment of his finger strength—

"It is a great tragedy to have powerful tools but not know how to use them."

Now, Dorian spoke up, "Let me teach you how to use this kind of 'weapon'..."

"Hey, everyone's saying that, but it's my own finger!"

Rito tightened his grip, veins bulging on his arms. "Don't underestimate me!!"

Swish!

He strode forward, his sharp right claws lashing out at Dorian's chest.

But just two steps away, Dorian suddenly flicked his hand, sending several tiny fragments flying and scattering into Rihime's eyes.

Rito instinctively closed his eyes, giving Dorian an opening, who delivered a sharp, heavy punch to his face.

boom!

Rito staggered back a few steps, his body trembling. His face was cut by shards of glass, and several wounds bled profusely. Even one of his eyeballs was bloodshot.

Even so, his eyes remained fixed on Dorian.

Seeing this, Dorian once again displayed his deadly fists, saying, "If you want a complete victory, you'll have to learn something too."

"……what?"

Rihime plucked the shards of glass from her face, frowned, and looked at Dorian. "What nonsense are you spouting?"

Dorian sighed softly, "To be able to slice through a human body with just your fingertips—such a talent is truly rare."

"For now, we can consider the fingers as 'disguised blades'."

Dorian raised his hand to show, "You can shake hands with your opponent before the fight and take the opportunity to cripple one of their arms."

"Or, to be bolder? A surprise hug to the back or the back of the neck can also be quite effective."

"If you suffer a heavy blow, you can kneel down and beg for mercy, weeping bitterly, and then suddenly launch a counterattack."

"For example, while someone is lying on the ground, you could suddenly attack their ankle..."

Dorian shrugged. "There are many ways to use a weapon, but you're attacking openly and honestly. Isn't that incredibly stupid?"

Upon hearing this, Li Ren spat out a mouthful of bloody foam. "What a joke, you death row inmate! What you're describing doesn't count as 'powerful'!"

Dorian blinked in confusion, "If that's the case, then what constitutes strength for you?"