Super Fighting Tokyo.

Of course, there's also Wu Lei'an, the "demon" who's taken a bath.

In addition, we must also include the members of the Kengan Association who came to watch the match after hearing the news.

Although this is not a "street battle" and is only a warm-up for the festival, the battle between [Fighting Spirit] and [Prison Angel] is not to be missed.

"Place your bets! Place your bets!"

"Haha, luckily I was on a business trip nearby, otherwise I would have missed it!"

"Thanks to our good relations with the Wu clan..."

"..."

The discussions were lively, even more so than before.

At this moment, off the field.

Shibukawa Goki was chatting with Kōgo Kōji, talking about all sorts of random things, such as the current situation of Inogari Kanji, interesting stories in the martial arts world, and the practice match at the gymnasium earlier.

The old man looked towards Tibet and quipped leisurely, "Truly remarkable!"

Zangdi Quwu was a little embarrassed. "Teacher Shechuan, you flatter me. In my opinion, you are the one who..."

Before he could finish speaking, Shibukawa waved his hand to interrupt him, saying, "I wasn't praising you, kid."

Tibet: "..."

The wrestling veteran was visibly disappointed, but then Shibukawa's next words cheered him up again—

"I'm saying—your professional wrestling is amazing!"

Zangdi crossed his arms and couldn't help but burst into laughter, "Wow, I'm so happy to be said that by Professor Shechuan!"

Shechuan frankly recalled his brief encounter with Tibet in the ring;

"The mindset of professional wrestlers—to withstand all of their opponent's special moves—has, through your tireless efforts, come infinitely closer to the 'Tao' (the Way)."

"Perhaps it already exists! A fighting style called 'professional wrestling'..."

Tibetan Quwu stroked his chin, his eyes full of anticipation, "Not at all, there's still a long way to go!"

"However, if anyone can really do this, it must be Chun."

"A man named 'Sekirin Jun'! Although he's my junior, he's really fantastic. He'll definitely go further than me in the 'professional wrestling' world!"

"..."

Meanwhile, Gen Kano, the chairman of Steel Company and employer of Jun Sekibayashi's Kengan Association, overhears the conversation between Shibukawa and Zangdi.

This former fighter was genuinely happy for his old friend who was also a fighter.

"Guan Lin, I will always be with you..."

"And so, go further and further down the path of what you believe to be the 'path to power'!"

……

……

"Click..."

The microphone in the ring was turned on.

It was the same host and commentator from this morning—Wu Yizu, who stepped onto the stage and gestured to the audience.

"Everyone, thank you for waiting!"

A shout ignited the already heated atmosphere.

"There are many Kengan Association spectators here, but since this is not a Kengan match, the proceedings will follow the traditional ring format. Please understand!"

"Now, please welcome our two contestants to the stage!!"

The female commentator gripped the microphone tightly, her voice clear and bright, and gestured to both sides.

"First to enter is the challenger—the Destruction Angel from Hell!"

"That ever-standing professional wrestling will now be active in this ring!"

"Height 196cm, weight 141kg!"

"【Prison Angel】Guan Linchun!!!"

Guan Linchun strode onto the stage, barefoot and wearing only shorts, grinning as he gestured to the audience, drawing cheers with just a wave of his hand.

"Go for it, Guan Lin!"

"Keep winning!"

"Beat him up!"

As a veteran fighter in the Kengan Association, coupled with his unique personal style, Jun Sekibayashi has a group of loyal fans within the Kengan Association and enjoys considerable popularity.

"..."

The female narrator paused for a moment, then reached out to the other side.

"The one who entered last is the defending champion—the unpredictable [Battle Spirit] who was invited here!"

"Having gained the recognition of the 'Aikido Master' and defeated a martial arts master known as the 'Sea King,' he is in high spirits!"

"Height 187cm, weight 101kg!"

"【Battle Spirit】Shiro Musashi!!!"

Shiramu changed into shorts, and also went barefoot. He flipped over the fence, stepped onto the sandy ground of the ring, and hopped a few times on tiptoe.

"Shiraki-chan!"

"Good luck! If you lose, you have to buy me drinks!"

"Even if we win, we have to treat them!"

After so many days and several battles, many members of the Wu clan have become friends with Shiraki Cheng, and some even plan to travel to Tokyo as a group.

"..."

Guan Linchun and Bai Mucheng took turns entering the arena and stood on the platform.

"Two heroes stand facing each other!"

The female commentator, sandwiched between the two, said in a deep voice, "This is exactly the kind of scene that only happens at a celebration! No one can contain their excitement!"

"Facing the [Fighting Spirit], the [Prison Angel] issues a challenge—!!"

As they spoke, Bai Mucheng and Guan Linchun bumped fists, then walked away from each other to their respective sides of the ring, gazing at each other from a distance.

The female commentator raised her right hand.

"preparation!"

"FIGHT—!!!"

"..."

Bai Mucheng stood sideways, raised his arms, and looked up.

Guan Linchun spread his arms and lowered his waist slightly, assuming a "push" stance commonly seen in professional wrestling rings.

Guan Linchun, 38, is more than ten years older than Bai Mucheng and can be considered to be entering middle age.

But his muscular physique was clearly different from that of a striking athlete; he was much more "robust" and exuded the ultimate sense of oppression!

With his dreadlocks and battle tattoos around his left eye, he exudes an astonishing power, as if he could crush everything on the field without restraint!

"call……"

Bai Mucheng exhaled a breath of hot air, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up in a smile.

Brother Guan... no...

【Prison Angel】Guan Linchun – What a handsome face!

Memories surged through my mind.

……

……

Guan Linchun – Real name: Guan Linchunping.

He joined super professional wrestling at the age of 15 and was a bad kid who didn't know what it meant to lose when he was fighting.

On my very first day at the club, I got into a fight with the club president and ended up getting beaten half to death. For the first time since I was born, I was completely helpless.

The president of the company, Hiroshi Maba, developed a great admiration for Guan Lin because of this.

Then, the hellish training period began.

Rope climbing back and forth, push-ups, bridge poses, squats, ring exercises... and so on.

In an effort to develop "resilient muscles," these numerous training programs are repeated at an unscientific intensity.

Guan Lin, who had no experience in combat skills, practiced twice as much under the supervision of the "senior" Zangdi Quwu.

They eat three meals a day as much as they can, and sometimes they even use a juicer to blend things into liquid and force them to drink it, even if it makes them vomit!

It was through this daily practice that Guan Lin gained the president's approval and earned the title of "Prison Angel" Guan Lin Chun.

But shortly after that, the president, "Michiyama Baba," died in a yakuza assassination attempt.

Guan Lin did not forget the president's instructions—to become a professional wrestler, one cannot neglect practice for even a day, and one must not forget to train for any reason.

Therefore, on the day of the president's funeral, Guan Lin stayed alone at the training ground, training while shedding tears, integrating the president's last wishes into his own wrestling beliefs.

One year later, professional wrestler "Prison Angel" Kwan Lin-Chun was officially born!

……

……

Shiraki Seito remembers it all.

Now, such an "unparalleled" person is right in front of me, even within reach, and I can easily feel his body temperature!

"Ha ha……"

Bai Mucheng couldn't help but grin.