Super Fighting Tokyo.

"It looks great!"

"right?"

"..."

Not far away, on the other side.

The King of the Sea, whose body was wrapped in bandages, was toasting Wu Huili.

"Old Master Wu, thank you for your hospitality. You are a veteran in the martial arts world, and I hope you will continue to take care of us in the future and help us mentor those young people..."

Even though he was wrapped up like a dumpling and had several stitches on his forehead, the Silent Sea King didn't care at all and continued to chatter away.

Wu Huili initially agreed with a few words, but then she couldn't stand it anymore and threw Wu Horio, who was next to her, over to her.

Wu Hori: "..."

Wu Huili sat by the bed, her great-granddaughter complex kicking in, looking forward to meeting Wu Jialouluo on the day of the celebration.

"..."

On Guan Linjun's side, he took special care of Kono Haruo.

The two shared a large portion of curry, chatting about professional wrestling and villages in the Himalayas, which deeply moved Chunnan.

As for their employers, Akio Kono and Gen Kano, the two talked about matters related to "Tokyo Electric Power Company".

N Company President Kono, recalling how he was almost captured by TEPCO's "Guardians" last night, still broke out in a cold sweat and looked worried.

Kano Gen, however, didn't care at all.

As a former fighter and a hardliner within the Kengan Association, he was already wary of Tokyo Electric Power Company Chairman Katsumasa Hayami.

"President Kono, you mustn't get too involved with TEPCO."

Kano Gen said in a deep voice, "That man's actions are becoming increasingly reckless. If we continue to cooperate with him, we might be dragged into an even deeper darkness."

Kono nodded repeatedly, silently praying that he could protect himself from the impending storm.

"..."

Wu Lei'an ate the fastest, and after putting down his chopsticks, he went to the bedside to cool off.

He had been unhappy for a long time and couldn't be bothered to watch everyone chatting and laughing.

"Pshaw, playing house with best friends is so boring!"

Leaving behind a complaint in the style of a "demon," Wu Lei'an flipped over and jumped out of the window to do what he called "work."

……

……

After lunch and cleaning up, it was time for lunch break.

The old man's patriarch's mansion was very large, with many guest rooms, enough for everyone to rest without disturbing each other.

"..."

Inside the villa, Bai Mucheng and Wu Fengshui were assigned to the same room, which they both gladly accepted.

As a gunman, Wu Fengshui preferred well-ventilated places, especially on warm summer afternoons, so he chose to sit on the porch outside the door.

The short-haired girl stood on the grass, leaning against a wooden pillar in the corridor, quietly enjoying the breeze.

"Well!"

Shiramu stretched and planned to go into his room for a nap.

At this moment, Wu Fengshui turned his head and patted his thigh with a grin.

clap clap...

Seeing that Shiramu Cheng hesitated, the girl smiled and said with narrowed eyes, "You slept soundly the time you beat Yuji Katsumi, and also in the underground arena of the giant dome."

Shiraki Cheng had indeed thought of this, and there was no reason for him to refuse.

He lay down along the outer edge of the corridor, resting his head on the girl's lap, covering his eyes with a towel, and drifted off to sleep peacefully.

"Huh...huh...huh..."

A steady breathing sound could be heard.

Wu Fengshui wasn't sleepy at first, but in the quiet afternoon, he gradually became drowsy and fell into a deep sleep leaning against the pillar.

The afternoon sun in midsummer feels as clear as a spring.

……

……

Guan Linchun tossed and turned, unable to sleep. He did squats in the yard to warm up, sweating profusely.

On the other side—

The professional wrestlers and the Metropolitan Police Department's judo team were all excited about this morning's match.

They already had some conflicts, but now that they've hit it off, they've agreed to have a practice match and have a good spar in the ring.

The location was set at the central square arena, since the venue was large enough and there was no one around at noon, and Brother Bai Mu didn't care about such things.

"..."

Wu Huili was drinking tea in the attic. Through the window, she saw the scenes in the courtyard of the mansion and couldn't help but smile with amusement.

The old man sighed leisurely, "Katahara Metsudo, the big things you've done are making these days more and more interesting!"

……

……

At the same time, inside the temporary arena in the central square.

Wu Lei'an stood barefoot on the sand in the arena, his smile both ferocious and bloodthirsty, yet mixed with a kind of "amusing" joy.

There were more than a dozen people in front of him, all of whom had been captured earlier—IDEAL assassins who had infiltrated the area, or "guardians" of Tokyo Electric Power Company.

There are actually many more, but these dozen or so are particularly stubborn.

There are people in the Wu clan who are skilled in interrogation, so it is not difficult to extract information from other prisoners. Therefore, they already know a lot, and now they just need to verify it.

This job wasn't crucial; it was more about teaching the stubborn intruders a lesson, so it naturally fell to Wu Lei'an.

Wu Lei'an, who was free at the time, was very happy about this and immediately had these dozen or so people brought to the central arena, where he waited empty-handed.

He even prepared a large number of weapons, including not only daggers and longswords, but also pistols, and threw them all in front of the group.

"Hey, you piece of trash, come on, let's fight!"

Wu Lei'an bared his teeth, emanating an unusually strong killing intent that caused a burning sensation in everyone around him. Even the Wu clan's helpers watching couldn't help but take a half step back.

"You can choose your weapons and fight however you want. Kill me and you can leave, or you can just let me bleed you dry!"

The ferocious growl grew increasingly hoarse.

Unable to contain himself, Wu Lei'an approached the group of stubborn invaders step by step, urging them to take up their weapons.

"Don't keep me bored, accept being ravaged..."

"Come on, you trash, prepare to die!!!"

……

……

The afternoon passed quickly, and it was already late afternoon.

"Ugh~~~!"

Bai Mucheng slowly woke up, stretched, and felt that he had slept very comfortably.

Removing the towel from his face and opening his eyes, Bai Mucheng saw that Wu Fengshui was also still sleepy, which made him feel even better. He lay quietly for a few more minutes.

"..."

Before long, the girl fully woke up, her black eyes with white pupils smiling.

Bai Mucheng sat up, rolled over and went into the courtyard, slowly moved his limbs, and exhaled a refreshing breath of hot air.

"Great, fantastic!"

Shiramu washed his face and beckoned the short-haired girl to go out.

At the entrance of the clan chief's mansion, he encountered Guan Linchun, the "Prison Angel," who was also preparing to leave, followed by Zangdi Quwu.

"Ha ha!"

The two grinned at the same time, each extending their fists and colliding them sideways with a loud "bang," before walking forward side by side.

Heading to the temporary arena in the central square.

On the way, I happened to meet a passerby who knew the truth.

It's unclear who started it, but someone suddenly raised their fist, raised their arm, and shouted to cheer on the two who were about to fight.

"Guan Lin! Guan Lin! Guan Lin!"

"White wood! White wood! White wood!"

Chapter 294 Decorating the Arena

In the town of Wuzhili, you can see Wu people with "black eyes and white pupils" everywhere.

In contrast, Shiraki Seki and Sekibayashi Jun—the two walking side by side—did not have any unusual physical characteristics.

but……

His figure, appearance, eyes, and even his manner of speaking and laughing were clearly different from those around him.

Therefore, even ordinary passersby who were unfamiliar with underground fighting could immediately recognize that the two people were guests of the Wu clan.

That looks really impressive!