Super Fighting Tokyo.

This was the first time Sikorsky had met Olba tonight. "You've come to arrest me too? What an honor."

Oliva grinned. "Hmm... Despite being a gangster on death row, he's surprisingly well-informed!"

On the other side, Shiraki Chengze squatted down, reached out, and beckoned to Sikorsky, "Want me to pull you up?"

"Ha ha……"

Upon hearing this, Sikorsky chuckled dryly.

He climbed up to the nineteenth floor of the outer wall, maintained his three-point climbing harness, and stretched out his right hand toward Bai Mucheng.

But the next second—

Snapped!

Sikorsky swung his hand forcefully, slapping away Shiramoto's hand.

The death row inmate's face contorted in a ferocious grin as he growled, "What a joke! My fight isn't over yet!"

"..."

Upon hearing this, the surrounding area immediately fell silent.

But Sikorsky clearly felt the pressure from above increase dramatically, as if even the air itself was gradually distorting, making it hard to breathe.

He looked up and saw that the people were still smiling, but their smiles were different from before; there was a strange sense of amusement and anticipation in them.

Oliva, quite the gentleman, asked, "Who wants to go first?"

Bai Mucheng shook off his hand that had been slapped away. "Not bad, fantastic!"

Kaiya smiled. "No wonder he's a death row inmate."

Tokita Ohma stood up and stretched his arms. "Do you want to fight me?"

"..."

Hearing these words, Sikorsky was enraged and climbed upwards using both hands and feet, thinking, "They really look down on me!"

Swish!

After resting for a long time, his strength recovered considerably, so he moved very quickly.

But just as Sikorsky was about to leap onto the roof, a Converse shoe sole suddenly stepped on his face, pinning him down so he couldn't jump.

"—?!"

Sikorsky gritted his teeth, gripped the edge of the roof with his fingers, and used all his strength to hold onto the sole of the shoe to prevent himself from falling.

The one who stepped on his face was [Champion] Baki Hanma.

Clearly, the boy intended to settle the score with Sikorsky for kidnapping his girlfriend.

Baki raised an eyebrow. "Who gave you permission to climb up here?"

Upon hearing this, Sikorsky couldn't help but sneer, baring his teeth as he pressed the sole of his shoe against the ground, and said, "Hey, do you expect me to lie here and fight you?"

"That's it."

Baki remained calm, looking down. "Whether you're naked or lying on the wall, since the fight continues, don't relax your guard within my attack range."

"Ha, typical childish thinking. Do you think I'm the dangerous one?"

Sikorsky let out a low growl and reached out to grab Baki's foot, intending to pull him downstairs.

But in an instant, Baki shifted his weight forward, stepping on Sikorsky's nose with his toes, and spun around in his face.

Swish!

This move was incredibly agile and graceful; by rotating the instep, he brushed aside Sikorsky's hand and even caused Sikorsky's nose to bleed.

puff!

Sikorsky felt a soreness in his nose and his face flushed red. He could no longer support himself with his other hand and slid off the outer wall.

"Whoa!"

Baki lightly tapped his foot, nimbly leaping away and returning to Kozue's side.

shuh...

Sikorsky slid down until he finally stopped on the eighteenth floor. He wiped the blood from his nose and stared wide-eyed at the rooftop.

These guys—?!

Shiraki Cheng put his hands on his hips, leaned forward, and looked at Sikorsky. "The battle has begun, Sikorsky."

Kaiya grinned. "You want to climb to the roof, but we don't want you to—it's a simple battle."

Sikorsky finally understood, and a surge of anger rose within him.

"Great, don't regret it if you fall to your death!"

With a single arm exertion, he leaped several meters upwards in a flash, reaching the top floor again in just a few moments.

Just as he crawled out of the edge, Sikorsky bumped into someone: Shiraki, who was crouching down and looking at him with a grin.

Without the slightest hesitation—

Swish!

Sikorsky held onto the edge of the building with one hand, then clenched his right fist and delivered a sharp, knuckle-fisted punch.

But the instant the fist was thrown, Shiraki Cheng had already reached out with both hands and forcefully pressed down on Sikorsky's shoulders, controlling the other's movements.

"...?!"

Sikorsky was startled and had no time to react before he saw Shiraki lean forward and smash his forehead down with tremendous force.

[Zangief's headbutt]!

Boom!

With a muffled thud, Sikorsky was struck, blood gushing from his mouth and nose, and his body, exhausted, plummeted downwards once more.

Swish...smack!

When he reached the seventeenth floor, Sikorsky finally turned around, grabbed a protrusion on the outer wall of the seventeenth floor, and panted to steady himself, his body covered in cold sweat.

"Huh...huh..."

Sikorsky took a few deep breaths and then climbed upwards again with renewed effort.

This time, the person who greeted him on the top floor was Tokita Ohma.

Compared to the previous two, Tokita Ohma was seriously injured and was even beaten to the point of near death last night—a fact that Sikorsky was well aware of.

Do you think I'm weak right now?

Enraged, Sikorsky gripped the protruding edge of the building with both hands and leaped upwards, attacking Wang Ma like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey.

Wang Ma simply smiled faintly, turned sideways forward, pulled his right hand behind his back, touched Sikorski's forearm, and quickly rotated backward with all his might.

Two Tigers Flow o Mang Flow Type o Willow!

Swish!

Sikorsky lost his balance instantly and fell headfirst.

Fortunately, Wang Ma did not pursue him, which gave him a chance to adjust his balance, flip up and down in mid-air, and lie on the outer wall of the eighteenth floor again.

"Hahaha……"

By this time, Sikorsky was covered in cold sweat, his once-proud climbing fingers began to tremble, and he gradually became exhausted under the successive blows.

"Crack—!"

He coughed up blood, tasted the blood in his mouth, and felt the wind blowing from the high-rise building. He couldn't help but feel a sense of fear.

I can't climb up anymore...

What used to be an easy climb up those towering city buildings is now impossible for me!

If you fall from this building like that, you will definitely die!

Sikorsky gritted his teeth and climbed back up in a few quick movements, only to be met by Oliva's large hand, which gently pushed him away.

Snapped!

Sikorsky fell again, only managing to regain his footing when he reached the seventeenth floor exterior wall.

He noticed the window beside him—an excellent escape route—but for some reason, he insisted on climbing to the roof.

With that inhuman finger strength, which could easily climb a smooth missile silo hundreds of meters high, how could it not climb this tall building with many protrusions?

Sikorsky could not accept "this escape," so he squeezed out his last bit of strength and climbed upwards quickly, using both his hands and feet.

Swish swish!

This time, Kaia stood early on the outer edge of the rooftop, directly above Sikorsky's head, and sprinkled a handful of freshly picked-up lime.

Swish, swish, swish...

"Wow!"

Sikorsky's eyes were stung by lime, and he struggled to fall, but in his panic, he managed to grab onto the edge of the outer wall and blinked out tears.

He tried to open his eyes wide, his limbs trembling uncontrollably, and subconsciously climbed upwards again, repeating this many times, leading to different outcomes.

He was trampled by Baki, kicked by Shiraki, flicked on the forehead by Oliva, knocked down by Ohma, and breathed on by Kaeya...

"..."

Not far away, Tokugawa Mitsunari was watching.

The old man went from initial anticipation to forced chuckles, and finally to a helpless bitter smile, letting out a silent sigh.

"The outcome is decided..."

"..."

Sikorsky's fear reached its peak, and feeling he could no longer hold on, he finally cried out, "I've lost! Let me go!"

Upon hearing this, the group stopped their pursuit.

Bai Mucheng reached out and, instead of striking Sikorsky, pulled him up to the rooftop.

Swish!