Super Fighting Tokyo.

Long's phantom figure crossed his arms and silently observed Bai Mucheng.

This place is perfect for spiritual practice; it's very quiet and helps one calm the mind.

After saying that, he sat cross-legged on the lawn and began to meditate with his eyes closed. In the distance, even the ink paintings seemed to outline the shape of cherry blossoms, which floated around Long.

This level of artistic conception is truly masterful!

Compared to the quiet Ryu, Shiraki Sei was much more dynamic, unleashing a rapid barrage of punches and kicks, repeatedly employing various fighting techniques.

[Strike with extreme force!]

boom!!

Oh dear, I've used it again!

Completely abandon the unconscious "engine"; activate the "extreme" power of over 36 trillion cells in the body;

Parkour adaptable to all environments; the ability to kill at will; the ability to seize the opponent's momentary lapse in concentration...

It's a bit strange, but when did I start to gradually understand these movements?

Sure enough, it had to happen before, during, and after the battle...

After learning numerous techniques, practicing countless times, and engaging in fierce battles with powerful enemies, Shiraki Cheng is exploring his own path to "strength."

Is it possible...?

Can the path I've walked be called "powerful"?

—No, it doesn't matter.

Ryu's foundation, Zangief's muscles, Jamie's elegance, Guile's composure, Luke's fiery aggression, Rashid's swiftness, Sagat's tiger-like speed, Cammy's agility...

Meeting other people is a joy in itself—whether they are rivals, friends, or mentors.

What kind of encounters and scenery will follow?

"I'm really looking forward to it..."

shhhhhh!

His rapid punches and kicks scattered glistening beads of sweat across the lawn.

{…}

This sight also attracted Long, who was sitting cross-legged, to open his eyes slightly.

Martial arts vary from person to person and are highly diverse.

{One day, you might be able to integrate everything you've learned and create your own new martial art.}

{Give me a surprise then!}

At this point, Takashi couldn't help but smile knowingly. {But you've already surprised me enough.}

"..."

call out!

He threw a heavy punch, followed by a push off the ground with his calf, and rushed out like a ghost.

【Charge with Fighting Spirit】!

Ode!

Shiramu Cheng stepped forward, sweat pouring down his face, and finally stopped in front of him, taking a deep breath before pausing his practice.

"call……"

Bai Mucheng returned to the corridor and grabbed a towel from the railing to wipe his sweat.

Looking up, he saw four men and women standing at the door, all of whom were members of the Wu clan who had been drinking with him the night before.

They happened to be passing by when they were drawn in by the sound of something cutting through the air inside the courtyard.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Shiramu Cheng exercising. So, without disturbing him, he watched with great interest until the exercise was over before finally greeting him.

"They're really strong. Is this what the 'top tier' players are who can participate in the Kengan matches?"

The young man seemed eager to try. "Do you need any sparring partners? A few of us are on vacation and were planning to stroll around the streets."

"Great, fantastic!"

Bai Mucheng went back inside, took out business cards, and distributed them to everyone. "Have you heard of the Fighting Soul Martial Arts Academy?"

"..."

The group put away their business cards, planning to visit him again when they went to Tokyo in the future, and then prepared to spar with Shiraki Cheng.

Just then, everyone was stopped by another voice.

"You're disturbing the guests so early in the morning, Grandpa will scold you!"

The newcomer was a robust young man with short hair, Wu Lianyi, whom he had met before during the kidnapping case.

He is the great-grandson of Wu Huili's father's relative, with a liberation rate as high as 50%, making him a front-line fighter in the Wu clan. His nickname is "King Kong Ghost," and he is quite powerful.

"You specialize in weapons and assassination, right? If you can't be Brother Bai Mu's sparring partners, he'll go to great lengths to take care of you."

Wu Lian waved her hands repeatedly.

As members of the Wu clan, the young men and women could naturally tell that Wu Lianyi had come specifically to find Bai Mucheng, so they didn't disturb her too much and took their leave.

"..."

Wu Lianyi put her hands on her hips and looked at Bai Mucheng.

Despite his words, he couldn't resist and sparred with Shiraki Cheng for a few slow-motion sparring sessions until he broke a sweat before they started talking business.

"The Wu clan is also investigating the matter at IDEAL."

“The small fry are fine, but I heard that IDEAL has gathered a lot of skilled fighters, such as Bai Long from [Hundred Killings], and Jing Hao Zhuang Na from [Guardian], etc…”

“They all have recent travel plans, and they may be going to Tokyo.”

Bai Mucheng nodded in understanding.

Wu Lian noticed Bai Mucheng's face and saw that he couldn't help but grin, so she sighed helplessly.

"Sure enough, it's not just those death row inmates and criminals who are affected by synchronicity; the fighters are also getting restless..."

Shiraki Cheng grinned and said, "That's exactly right!"

Wu Lian raised an eyebrow. "Then you've come to the right place for this summer festival. This year is especially lively, and there will be many visiting guests."

……

……

After rinsing himself off, Wu Lianyi suggested that he take Bai Mucheng out for a walk.

Bai Mucheng nodded, and suddenly——

boom!

A large foot kicked open the door.

The person arrived before the voice came.

"Kukaka, brother, it's so good to see you again so soon!"

Bai Mucheng and Wu Lianyi turned their heads and, as expected, the person who came was indeed Wu Fengshui's elder brother—[Demon] Wu Lei'an.

Wu Lianyi was somewhat surprised, "Didn't you go to listen to the martial arts lecture?"

Wu Lei'an waved his hands repeatedly and said, "That bald, bearded man talks in a sickeningly sweet way. It's so annoying. If I stay any longer, I'm going to kill him!"

Wu Lianyi sighed and rubbed her forehead. "Just as I thought. Grandpa warned that uncle not to mess with you, but he just wouldn't listen..."

Wu Lei'an's eyes darted around, looking at Bai Mucheng, grinning with a mouthful of white teeth, his eyelids curving upwards, displaying an extremely unrestrained manner.

Swish!

He walked straight to Bai Mucheng's side, raised his hand and threw a straight punch, which was blocked by Bai Mucheng's forearm.

As he retracted his fist, Bai Mucheng aimed for an opening and threw a right hook at Wu Lei'an's left ribs, but Wu Lei'an dodged it to the side without making a single contact.

In the blink of an eye, the two exchanged blows, making Wu Lianyi unable to help but whistle.

"Haha, this place is much more fun!"

Wu Lei'an put his arm around Bai Mucheng's shoulder, pulled him out the door, and waved to Wu Lian, saying, "I'm borrowing this guy. Let's take him out for a stroll!"

Bai Mucheng also raised his hand and waved goodbye to Wu Lian, "Great job, fantastic!"

Wu Lianyi: "..."

He stood in the courtyard, rubbing his chin. "Grandpa said there are too many visitors, so we should try not to fight in the street. I hope those two won't?"

"Probably... um..."

"Forget it, I'll just pretend I don't know..."

Chapter 266 Temporary Arena

The summer festival in Kure is about to begin, and preparations are in full swing these days.

As a result, Wuzhili is bustling with activity everywhere.

Vendors set up various stalls, and shops were also holding summer-limited events.

People strolled around the streets in an endless stream, including not only the Wu people and locals, but also many tourists, who could be seen everywhere in the streets and alleys.

[Fighting Spirit] Shiramaki, and [Demon] Wu Lei'an—

A person who is 187cm tall and weighs 101kg, and a person who is 188cm tall and weighs 94kg;

The two walked side by side on this street.

They weren't dressed up; they were just wearing casual clothes and ordinary sneakers.

But their incredibly strong physiques and distinctive personalities set them apart from those around them, drawing the attention of passersby.