Super Fighting Tokyo.

From their perspective—

As Shiraki stepped off the field, his girlfriend rushed over to hug him, followed by her older brother who clenched his fist against his chest. All three of them were smiling, creating a celebratory atmosphere.

Given this situation, it's perfectly fine to go and join in the fun.

Wu Lei'an: "..."

Zangdi Quwu patted Bai Mucheng on the shoulder, "That was a great fight. You have the charisma to be a professional wrestler!"

Hosei Kanzaki couldn't help but ask, "How did Brother Guan's punches and kicks feel? Pretty impressive, huh!"

Bai Mucheng nodded to each of them.

"what!"

Wu Lei'an was furious. He pushed his way past Zangdi and Sui Se, and walked up to Shiraki Cheng, facing him directly.

His mouth was stretched into a ferocious grin.

He has decided to behave himself for a while and will not take direct action, but he still needs to say what he needs to say, otherwise he will feel uncomfortable no matter what.

"Wait for me—"

No sooner had he spoken than another figure suddenly rushed out from the side and forcibly interrupted the conversation.

It turned out to be the Silent Sea King who had just been helped off the stage.

His injuries were far more severe than Bai Mucheng's. He had a large gash on his forehead, his face was covered in blood, and his body was covered in red, swollen, and bruised bruises. It was estimated that he also had a bone fracture.

However, instead of taking immediate action, King Jihai, after catching his breath, went straight to Bai Mucheng.

"Brother Bai Mu!"

Ji Hai Wang placed his hands on Bai Mu Cheng's shoulders, his enthusiastic smile unstoppable.

"I'm begging you, Bai Mu! You absolutely have to come and be a guest instructor at my martial arts school. I want you to give us some guidance! Okay? Please..."

The Silent Sea King kept crackling and popping, causing everyone around him to frown and look as if they had eaten a sour lemon, their faces turned inward, unable to relax.

Wu Lei'an was so annoyed that he let out a murderous groan. Even though he knew the other party was a family guest, he could hardly control his urge to kill.

"call!"

Wu Lei'an grinned, about to speak again, when suddenly—

Jikai turned to his side and beckoned to Kono Haruo, the "God of Destruction," who was watching from the sidelines.

The bald, bearded man, brimming with passion, asked, "How was it, Haruo? What did you learn from my fight with Shiraki?"

Haruo: "..."

Haruo: "Huh? This..."

To be fair, the words and actions of the Silent Sea King reminded him of several respected and wise elders in a village in the Himalayas.

That's how old people are; they do things that seem inexplicable, yet somehow make a lot of sense, but you can't quite put your finger on it.

After hesitating for a while, Chun Nan scratched his head and said, "Although I don't quite understand, I still feel very touched."

King Ji Hai laughed heartily, "It's alright, as long as it touched you! As long as you don't give up, you'll remember this match sooner or later. That's what education is all about!"

As he spoke, Ji Haiwang took out his business card, intending to hand it to Chun Nan and promote his "Karate".

Unexpectedly, Shiraki Cheng took out his business card first and asked Chun Nan, "Have you heard of the Fighting Soul Martial Arts Academy?"

Silent Sea King: "...?"

This martial arts expert, skilled at attracting people, couldn't help but show a conflicted expression, muttering to himself, "Running a martial arts school at such a young age? Impressive, but don't try to steal my people..."

It was a rare sight for everyone to see the stubborn Sea King get his comeuppance, so they couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Wu Lei'an grew increasingly angry, and stomped his foot hard, leaving several cracks in the ground.

He grinned at Shiraki. "What a mess, so annoying! Anyway, we'll just go all out on the day of the celebration—"

The words were not yet finished.

Suddenly, King Jihai staggered and almost collapsed to the ground, but was caught by Guan Linchun who was behind him.

"Be careful, my friend, Neptune."

Guan Linchun handed Ji Haiwang to the doctor, then took out his business card and slapped it onto Bai Mucheng's chest with his large hand.

Snapped!

Seeing Bai Mucheng happily put away his business card, Guan Linchun grinned.

"Hahaha! We have to thank the Wu clan for providing the venue. Let's work hard to create a lively atmosphere before the celebration. I'm best at this!"

Guan Linchun clenched his fist and rammed it into Bai Mucheng's chest. "Coincidentally, I also want to test my strength, so let's have some fun together!"

Bai Mucheng nodded in agreement.

At this moment, Guan Lin turned to Chun Nan and continued, "Compared to that Lonely Sea King, professional wrestler matches will be simpler to understand and definitely more exciting!"

"what……"

Chunnan was a little confused, but he quickly nodded, "Yes, I will definitely look carefully!"

"..."

At this moment, Bai Mucheng suddenly remembered Wu Lei'an and wondered what the other party wanted to say.

But after being interrupted repeatedly, Wu Lei'an had long lost interest. He kicked over the fence next to him and left without looking back.

He said impatiently, "We'll talk after you've finished fighting that big wrestling idiot!"

Wu Fengshui asked with a grin, "Big brother, what are you going to do?"

"Work!"

Wu Lei'an, hands in his pockets, tilted his head back and said menacingly, "This place is so annoying, I'm going to kill some people and have some fun!"

……

……

Wu Lei'an left in a huff.

Guan Linchun, on the other hand, was asking Bai Mucheng to agree on a time for their battle.

Bai Mucheng tilted his head and smiled faintly, "I said it's possible now, Brother Guan."

Guan Linchun was stunned, while the onlookers couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Seeing the atmosphere around him getting lively, Guan Linchun crossed his arms and exclaimed, "Bai Mu, you really are a master at heating up the atmosphere!"

"But when I'm in the ring, I'm serious."

Bai Mucheng smiled and corrected, "Brother Guan, you guys often say that professional wrestlers will endure all attacks from their opponents."

"In my view, a so-called 'fighter' must meet all challenges from his opponent—no matter when, where, or what his condition is."

"Once you step into this circle and 'want to play,' you can't stop no matter what, until you can't bear to stop..."

Guan Linchun looked down at Bai Mucheng, a smile playing on his lips. "Really? I understand."

He suddenly raised his large hand, and then—

Swish!

He waved and said, "So let's go eat first. Old Master Wu said he's prepared a banquet and wants to treat us to lunch!"

The people around them then quieted down and started chatting casually, having a pleasant conversation.

Upon seeing this, Bai Mucheng suddenly burst out laughing, then laughed heartily until tears streamed down his face.

He took a bottle of water from Wu Fengshui, gulped down a few mouthfuls, let out a long, satisfying sigh, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and looked up at the sky:

"I always feel that this kind of life is too luxurious..."

Chapter 293 A Midsummer Afternoon

Honestly, when you think about it carefully, this is indeed a luxurious lifestyle.

The renowned Wu clan hosted a banquet at the clan patriarch's residence, where the patriarch told everyone to eat and drink as they pleased.

There were many guests.

The group includes top members of the Wu clan, children from the clan, a boxing master known as "Sea King," the most famous professional wrestling group, and the Metropolitan Police Department's judo club.

Oh right, there's also Haruo Kono, the "God of Destruction" from the Himalayan Mercenary Group, and two members of the Kengan Association—Akio Kono, the president of N Company, and Gen Kano, the chairman of Steel Belt Corporation.

Everyone gathered in the patriarch's mansion's main dining hall. The large group of people were making a ruckus, chatting and laughing among themselves, creating a lively and festive atmosphere.

"..."

This lineup far exceeds the scale of an ordinary celebration and is comparable to a grand banquet!

Although it was noon, most of the people on site were involved in the "battle" and had consumed a lot of energy, so they could eat as much as they wanted.

Sushi, grilled meat, sukiyaki, and a large curry with a wrestling theme, as well as traditional desserts from the Wu ethnic group...

"Mmm! It tastes so good!"

Bai Mucheng sat cross-legged at the long table, enjoying his favorite dessert, "Chestnut Yokan," and felt completely satisfied. He propped himself up on his leg and praised the Wu family's culinary skills.

According to Master Long, fighters expend a lot of physical energy, so many fighters have a great fondness for sweets.

Chestnut yokan is also one of Takashi's favorites, along with soba noodles.

"..."

Wu Fengshui sat next to Bai Mucheng, chewing on sweet dumplings, his black-and-white eyes scanning Bai Mucheng from head to toe, checking the bandages on his body.

It's not serious at all; most of it is just abrasions, and applying ointment will suffice.

"The doctors in the Wu family are very professional, no problem."

Shiraki stretched his arms and showed them to the girl beside him.

The girl smiled, her eyes narrowing into heterochromatic crescents as she rested her chin on her hand, leisurely admiring the sight.