Super Fighting Tokyo.

"Including you."

Kaiya looked Shiraki up and down. "According to my teacher, Honbu Izo, the 'fists and feet' you displayed in your battle against Spek could already be considered 'weapons'."

Shiramu Cheng blinked, even more delighted, "The old gentleman from headquarters even praises people behind their backs!"

Kaiya smiled and narrowed his eyes, "Indeed, I'm a little jealous of you. After all, the teachers at the main campus rarely praise people."

……

……

At the same time, at the Shibukawa-ryu and Kijujutsu dojo.

The night is deep.

The 75-year-old head of the school, "Shibukawa Goki," is entertaining another visiting master of practical jujitsu, Motobe Izo.

When he was young, Shibukawa Goki fought against death row inmate Yanagi Ryuko, and the two had quite a history.

Our headquarters came to investigate Liu Longguang, but we did not get any useful information. However, the opportunity was rare, so both sides naturally wanted to talk for a while longer.

“My disciple, Kaiya, is a genius.”

Sipping hot tea, the officer sighed, "He possesses a talent I lack: the ability to delve into the opponent's mind, see through their consciousness, and perceive their 'first step'."

"I recently met a young man with a very strong sense of self, who could even control his unconscious body."

Headquarters looked at Shibukawa and smiled, "I wonder how they'll get along?"

……

……

Lobby on the tenth floor of the hotel.

Shiraki Cheng lowered his head slightly, while Kaiya raised his head slightly.

The two stood very close, gazing into each other's eyes, their reflections of each other's faces in their pupils.

The strange aura mixed together further distorted the surrounding air.

"Gudu!"

Seeing this, Yamashita Kazuo couldn't help but swallow again. "These two don't want to fight either, do they?"

"..."

Upon hearing this, the special forces soldiers' eyes twitched, but Shiraki Cheng and Kaiya waved their hands at the same time, laughing and putting their arms around each other's shoulders.

"Ha ha……"

The two laughed more and more heartily, prompting others to join in, laughing so hard their shoulders shook, some even for no apparent reason.

"Hahaha!"

Kaiya wiped away the tears of laughter. "There might still be some remaining perpetrators in this building. Let's deal with them as soon as possible."

"The downstairs area is clean now, let's continue cleaning upstairs."

He pointed upwards and proposed to the crowd:

"Judging by the time, the sunrise is just around the corner. City sunrises have a unique charm. How about we go up to the rooftop to enjoy it?"

"Great, fantastic!"

Bai Mucheng laughed and nodded, and the others also agreed.

Only Sikorsky's face was gloomy.

However, due to his serious injuries and inability to escape, and after being intimidated by the special forces soldiers, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow them.

……

……

The group continued upwards, clearing out the criminals on each floor along the way.

The enemy was few in number and had no hostages, so they posed no threat at all. The mopping-up operation was quick and easy, and they were all tied up and arrested.

Shiraki, Kaia, Ohma, Yamashita Kazuo, the swordsman, Kuraishi, the twins, Sikorsky—

Except for the last one, the rest of them were chatting and laughing, and soon they arrived at the seventeenth floor.

The area had been detonated by a bomb, leaving the open space in a state of chaos, with charred ash everywhere and a strong smell of gunpowder permeating the air.

"call!"

Kaiya put his hands on his hips and looked up. "The eighteenth and nineteenth floors were breached by that Oliva before, so I doubt anyone will dare to hide there."

"Now that the perpetrators have been eliminated, this terrorist attack has been completely resolved, and we can conclude our operations perfectly."

"..."

Shiraki Seiya put his hands on his hips and said, "So, this place is no longer a 'battlefield,' but just a damaged hotel building?"

Kaiya smiled, her eyes narrowing. "You could say that."

The two chatted amiably, walking as they spoke until they reached the center of the spacious seventeenth-floor lobby.

Seeing this, everyone else was stunned and immediately sensed something was wrong.

Shiramu Cheng scratched his chin and tentatively asked, "The damaged hotel building—isn't that part of the 'street,' right?"

"Indeed, and it was a rather dangerous street."

Kaiya grinned, his smile widening. "There are no rules, no discipline, no common sense, and most importantly, no distinction between 'friend and foe.' It's more terrifying than a crime scene!"

"..."

As they spoke, the two stood side by side, both with relaxed expressions.

A night-blooming wind blew in through the broken window.

"If it's not a battlefield, things are much easier to talk about."

Bai Mucheng grinned and tilted his head to ask, "Since there's no distinction between friend and foe, and the smell of gunpowder is quite pleasant, how about we have a friendly spar?"

Upon hearing this, Kaiya looked somewhat troubled. "What should we use to decide the outcome?"

"I want to know 'what is strength'..."

Bai Mucheng's arms hung limply, his fingers relaxed and spread out. "So, let's think about the outcome as we fight."

"Okay."

Kaiya pursed his lips, the corners of his mouth gradually turning upwards, unable to contain himself any longer, "No matter when, no matter where, no matter the opponent—let's just start fighting..."

"..."

Upon hearing this—

In the distance, by the corner of the wall, apart from Sikorsky and the exhausted King Ma, everyone else couldn't help but slap their faces, making a crisp "smack" sound, each one looking quite helpless.

The Wu family, the Metropolitan Police Department, and Arisa and Nozomi Tenma, who were outside the building, all felt the same way.

There's just no way to deal with them!

After disappearing from the "anti-terrorism battlefield," the two returned to the "streets," finally unable to resist the urge to leave.

Even if the two of them have already fought others, what does that have to do with the present moment?

Just as I thought!

Shiraki Sei vs. Kaiya —

[Fighting Spirit] VS [God of Earth]!

"Mmm—!"

Kaiya's face contorted in a ferocious expression. He forcefully clenched something between his lips, then suddenly turned to Shiramu Cheng and spat it out with a "poof".

Chapter 249 Extremely Poor Compatibility!

call out!

A "capsule" the size of a grain of rice was spat out of Kaiya's mouth and flew towards Shiramu Cheng like a bullet.

The white wooden support held up the left arm to block.

Splat!

The shell, crushed by Kaiya, shattered into pieces, and the internal liquid flowed out, sticking to Shiraki's forearm.

laugh……

Bai Mucheng suddenly felt a burning sensation on his forearm, and even faint white smoke rose from it.

"hiss--?!"

He quickly tore open his clothes and wiped the liquid off his skin, but he already had some burns left, adding another scar.

"Is it sulfuric acid?"

Shiramu Cheng threw away his tattered clothes, shook his hands, and turned to look at Kaiya.

Kaiya explained with a laugh, "It's a capsule filled with sulfuric acid, which you hold in your mouth and then shoot out—it's a little trick that a teacher from headquarters taught me."

Bai Mucheng raised an eyebrow, still feeling lingering fear. "If I hadn't blocked it, it would have been terrifying if it had hit my face directly. He's a real old fox."

"Are you talking about the teachers from the main campus? Indeed!"

Kaiya grinned and said, "Speaking of which, back when Baki took this hit from me, he called me a skunk bastard!"

"..."

Faintly, Shiraki and Kaiya could hear a boy sneezing outside the window, seemingly from the rooftop.

Shiraki and Kaia exchanged a knowing smile, their menacing aura only intensifying.

This scene caused the people watching from afar—especially Sikorsky—to widen their eyes and feel an increased sense of pressure.

The death row inmate asked himself honestly, if it were him, he would never have been able to stop Kaiya from spitting out the sulfuric acid capsule when he was completely unprepared.