Super Fighting Tokyo.

{…}

Bai Mucheng slowly raised his eyes, feeling as if he had been immersed in ink painting, and was in a very good state.

Facing the three menacing criminals rushing towards him, Bai Mucheng pushed off the ground with his right foot and charged forward.

Ode!

[Aura Charge - Shockwave]!

A straight punch landed on one of the men's abdomen, causing him to clutch his stomach and kneel on the ground, vomiting a mixture of red and white foam.

Another man brandished his knife and approached. Shiramu Cheng then slid back half a step and followed up with a swift front kick.

[Ryuo Uppercut Kick]!

boom!

Another person was knocked away, flying backwards like a cannonball and crashing into the wall, his entire head embedded in the wall, leaving spiderweb-like cracks.

Only one criminal remained, frozen in place by the scene before him, unable to advance or retreat.

"The right punching and kicking techniques..."

Bai Mucheng stepped forward leisurely, face to face with the criminal, only about thirty centimeters apart.

Suddenly, Bai Mucheng pursed his lips and frowned, mimicking the expression of Yuji Doppo, and a sharp, low shout burst from deep in his throat.

"brake--!"

The assailant was startled, and Shiramu followed up with a knee strike.

[Sagat Tiger Link]!

This is a basic Muay Thai knee strike, with flexible variations, which is something Shiraki Sei could think of—perfect for figuring out the "right timing" of the opening move.

So, just as the knee strike was about to hit the assailant, it stopped.

Bai Mucheng's eyes gleamed as he stared intently at the criminal's movements.

The perpetrator froze, motionless.

But this was also within Shiraki Cheng's considerations.

Swish!

Bai Mucheng kicked his leg upwards, landing on one foot while his other calf gently stopped next to the perpetrator's ear.

"If you don't move, use [Tiger's Greed] to perform a sweeping kick to the upper body."

The action changes immediately afterward.

shuh...

Shiramu Cheng twisted his waist and hips, raised his right leg and pressed it forward with heavy and sharp force, slicing past the criminal.

"If you crouch to dodge, use [Tiger Strike] to strike down from above."

"If you stand still and block..."

Shiraki pushed his knee forward again, stopping in front of the assailant, still a slow, unavoidable blow.

Swish!

"Use [Tiger Nova] to deliver a second knee strike—even if it gets blocked, I'll recover faster than you."

"Is this kind of fighting style appropriate?"

"..."

Hmm.

Long closed the curtain in deep thought, {I always felt that there was a smiling person who was very good at 'timing,' I don't know if my thinking is right...}

If even Master Long couldn't give a clear answer to the question, then the murderer certainly couldn't either.

He was already terrified by Bai Mucheng's "triple kill move," and a hot flow came out of his crotch as he collapsed to the ground.

At this time, the Wu clan members had finished cleaning the house and watched Bai Mucheng's battle for a while before coming out one by one.

"Wow, that's amazing! It gave me the chills!"

The young man in the lead patted Bai Mucheng on the shoulder, "Thank you, you must let me treat you to a meal later!"

After saying this, he and the others stepped forward, surrounded the only "intact" surviving criminal, and began interrogating him about intelligence.

"I won't say anything... Aaaaaah!"

Stubbornness was only half the battle; the rest was nothing but screams of agony.

Chapter 265 Can it be done?

"..."

It is unclear what method the Wu family used, but the culprit quickly confessed and revealed everything he knew.

This covert operation is linked to the international criminal organization IDEAL.

"Those 'diamonds' again?"

The young man in the lead remembered some information and turned to ask, "Feng Shui, you investigated them before, right? What were the results?"

"The leader of IDEAL has become a member of the Kengan Association and also made an appearance on the opening night of the street fighting tournament—he's the foreigner with long blond hair."

Wu Fengshui looked at his phone. "They will most likely find someone to join forces with, such as the ambitious 'Tokyo Electric Power Company' within the Kengan Association."

"However, this kind of thing doesn't count as a conspiracy, since it's all within the rules of the 'Kengan Association,' which is well known to Grandpa Miedang."

Wu Fengshui pondered, "If we want to play within the rules, we must defeat that [Fang of Annihilation]; if we want to overturn the table, we need to bring in allies for a head-on confrontation."

"In short, the status quo remains the same, and we have the upper hand."

"..."

The young man in the lead nodded after hearing this, and then looked at Bai Mucheng, "I'm sorry, we got the guest involved in this as soon as we arrived. I didn't mean to trouble you."

"No, this is good. After all, it's about fighting criminals. My masters have fought alongside their comrades before."

Shiramu Cheng sighed, hands on his hips, "I never expected that Wu Zhili wouldn't be so peaceful either. Aren't you all troubled by this?"

Upon hearing this, the members of the Wu clan exchanged smiles.

"Just like you enjoy fighting hand-to-hand, we don't dislike this kind of thing either, since we chose to stay and develop within the clan!"

"indeed."

Bai Mucheng grinned, letting the young man in the lead put his arm around his shoulder.

The young man took out his phone to contact his helpers and asked someone to clean up the scene. He then laughed heartily and said, "It's easy to get hungry after all this commotion. Let's go have some drinks and food!"

……

……

Compared to Hanayama Kaoru's "Wild Turkey" whisky, the specialty liquor of Kure no Sato is lighter and has a flavor that Shiraki Sho prefers.

After several rounds of drinks and a large amount of barbecue skewers, everyone went home laughing and joking.

But after they parted, Bai Mucheng suddenly thought of a question—

Where will I stay tonight?

Wu Fengshui said quietly, "My house is quite big!"

Shiramu Cheng: "..."

……

……

The next day.

Bai Mucheng got up early, opened the guest room door, and saw that the sun was shining brightly, and he was greeted by a lush green courtyard with the scent of fresh grass in the middle of summer.

That being said, Wu Fengshui's house is indeed quite large.

After all, he was from the lineage of Wu Lei'an, the "demon" with 100% "liberation efficiency," and was treated very well within the Wu clan, with his residence located next to the clan leader's mansion.

It is a large courtyard with a very traditional flavor.

In terms of land area alone, it's about the same size as the Shiraki family's land, and it also has a large landscaped courtyard with a pond.

Boom, boom, boom...

The startled deer crashed with a series of sharp sounds.

"call--!"

Bai Mucheng took a deep breath, walked barefoot out of the guest room, and felt refreshed as his feet touched the grass in the courtyard.

After washing up and having breakfast, Shiraki Shiro, wearing a haori (a type of traditional Japanese garment), sat in the courtyard drinking tea.

Wu Fengshui, carrying several bags of gifts, changed into casual clothes and passed by not far away.

Since it was a rare opportunity to return to her hometown, the young woman naturally wanted to visit her relatives. The journey wasn't particularly interesting, so she didn't invite Shiramu Cheng to come along.

"..."

After the girl left, there was no one else in the mansion.

Shiraki finished his tea, took off his haori (a type of traditional Chinese garment), leaving only his trousers, and walked back to the grass in the courtyard, cracking his neck as he did so.

call out!

He throws a punch, followed by an upper kick, then lands his foot, switches legs for a spinning straight kick, then jumps back to deliver a backhand punch.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh...

Punches and kicks flew continuously, the sound of air being cut echoing.

My muscles gradually became more active, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on my skin, which felt extremely comfortable.

The ink flowed and rippled, outlining that vigorous figure.