Super Fighting Tokyo.

There is never a "correct outcome"—for Shiraki Sei, such a thing never existed from the very beginning!

Of course, this does not mean that Shiraki Cheng does not want to pursue those wonderful people or things.

On the contrary—

Shiraki Cheng desperately wanted it!

I want to become stronger, I want to have a healthy body, I want to have a more beautiful physique, I want to develop my dojo, I want to make more friends, I want to compete with strong opponents, and I want to learn more!

Only when you take action for it, and do something for it—that passion, that action, is what Shiraki Sei earnestly desires!

Of course, if you receive a reward you like, you might as well enjoy the sweetness!

"..."

Bai Mucheng squinted, vaguely sensing that a wave of cheers was building up and about to rush towards him.

You can clearly feel it all over your body—even in every pore—that sweet, cloying joy!

"Great, fantastic..."

Bai Mucheng's expression relaxed, and he murmured softly.

His eyes darted around, looking towards the stands on the sidelines, where he spotted the short-haired girl.

Wu Fengshui had already climbed over the fence, but instead of disturbing Bai Mucheng, he leaned against the railing, patiently waiting with a helpless expression.

Seeing that Bai Mucheng was finally looking at him, Wu Fengshui blinked his black eyes with white pupils, smiled and squinted, tilting his head and shaking his fingers.

"Yo~!"

The girl greeted him.

Shiramu Cheng grinned in response, then leaned forward, stepped forward with his right foot, and jumped up from his kneeling position.

Swish!

His movements were quite light, shaking off sweat and blood, he stood up in a half-squatting position, then straightened up with force and stood still in place.

"..."

Shiramu Cheng casually spread his arms and gently clenched his fists.

The bloodied body was visibly on the verge of collapse.

However, upon closer inspection, it becomes clear that Bai Mucheng is in excellent condition at this moment.

Beneath the bloodstains, muscles bulged, outlining resilient lines.

It's as if every part of your body is ready to face the next battle, and you're enjoying it immensely.

"call……"

Bai Mucheng took a deep breath, raised his right arm high, clenched his fist tightly, and made a muffled "bang" sound to signal to the audience.

"We won!!!"

Then, he lowered his arm, swayed back and forth, and muttered to himself:

"Alright, it's time to enjoy the next 'process'..."

"..."

……

Wu Fengshui strode onto the arena, followed by Ji Haiwang. The two of them, one on each side, helped the swaying Bai Mucheng.

At the same time, the doctors who were on standby went up to the stage to check on Bai Mucheng and Wu Lei'an.

There's nothing particularly special about Shiramu Cheng's side.

However, when it was Wu Lei'an's turn to fall, the doctor on the sidelines was about to go forward when Wu Huiliyang stopped him.

The battle-hardened clan leader sensed danger and reached out to Wu Lei'an, patting him on the shoulder.

The next second—

Swish!

Lying on his back on the ground, covered in blood, Wu Lei'an suddenly swung his arm and slapped Wu Huiliyang's hand away.

This blow was extremely powerful; an ordinary person would definitely suffer a fracture, or even have their neck broken!

"You brat, do you even want to break my hand?"

Wu Huili flicked her wrist and laughed, "Lei An, you idiot, have you lost your mind? The battle is over!"

Upon hearing this, everyone assumed that Wu Lei'an's fighting spirit was too strong, and that he did not forget to fight back even when he was unconscious, but that was not the case.

"laugh……"

Wu Lei'an grinned maliciously, slowly opened his eyes, his face full of amused smirk.

"I did it on purpose, old man—since you were the one who asked me for money, it's a rare opportunity, so I figured I might as well give it a try, right?"

As he spoke, Wu Lei'an stood up.

He was only knocked unconscious, but he woke up quickly and has been lying on the field ever since.

Compared to Shiraki Sei, Wu Lei'an was in significantly better condition. Although he was also staggering, he did not need anyone's help.

Upon closer inspection, his condition, like Bai Mucheng's, seemed "excellent"!

Seeing this, Wu Lianyi and Wu Horixiong chatted idly on the side.

"Although his personality is still terrible, and he even speaks rudely to his grandfather, his strength is indeed second to none."

Wu Lian crossed her arms and analyzed, "The real winner will be Brother Bai Mu's final high sweep kick."

He patted his neck, "That kick hit Lei An in the neck, causing him to fall to the ground unconscious."

"It's a difference of a hair's breadth!"

Wu Horio nodded, "Both of them are terrifying, and both Raian and Shiraki will become stronger because of this."

……

……

Shiraki Sei and Wu Lei'an were both being examined by the sideline doctor.

At this moment, the other spectators finally came to their senses and began to clap and applaud, cheering for the two who had decided the winner.

"Wow, so strong! Both sides are so strong~~~!"

"They are a pair of monsters!"

"That's amazing!"

"..."

Hearing the audience cheer, Shiraki Sei couldn't help but smile.

Supported by Ji Haiwang and Wu Fengshui, blood still dripping from his nose, he turned to the girl beside him and began to analyze:

"If Lei An had landed the final punch on my chest, I would have been the one to pass out first."

"But that's how fighting is. Even with the same opponent and the same moves, there's always a difference between 'this time' and 'next time'."

"It's precisely because it's 'one-time only,' and there will never be two fights that are exactly the same, that it's so captivating!"

Bai Mucheng, exhausted, leaned on Wu Fengshui's shoulder.

His nose twitched; he could smell his own blood and the fragrance of the girl's hair.

"You got beaten up so badly..."

Wu Fengshui smiled, his eyes narrowing into beautiful black crescents. "Next, Bai Muqin must want to continue getting stronger, right?"

On the other side, King Jihai interjected in admiration: "These young people who can continue to grow stronger are truly remarkable!"

"……Do not."

Bai Mucheng shook his head and smiled leisurely, "Next, I still prefer to watch fireworks."

Silent Sea King continued rambling, "Amazing! This kind of mentality is truly impressive. Is this why you are so powerful? Really—"

As he was speaking, the mouth of the Silent Sea King was covered.

The one who made the move was Guan Linchun, the "Prison Angel".

This giant from professional wrestling covered Ji Haiwang's mouth and forcibly "dragged" him away from Bai Mucheng.

Finally, Guan Linchun grinned and gestured to Wu Fengshui and Bai Mucheng, telling them not to be polite.

"..."

The surroundings finally became quiet.

Bai Mucheng and Wu Fengshui looked at each other, then burst out laughing, bending over backwards and staggering together.

The two laughed for a while before swaying and walking towards the infirmary.

Chapter 327 Shut up, and then—

Like Bai Mucheng, Wu Lei'an was also beaten until he was covered in blood, and even had more external injuries, looking extremely miserable.

He just stood there, panting heavily.

Wu Fengshui turned to look at his elder brother, Wu Lei'an, who spat out a mouthful of blood, the unspoken message being "leave me alone."

The girl knew her older brother all too well, and with a helpless smile, she waved goodbye to him.

However, the doctors on the sidelines were unaware of this.

They surrounded Wu Lei'an, intending to help him onto a stretcher.

Annoyed, Wu Lei'an shook his body, splattering blood and sweat, causing those around him to gasp and back away.

"Kukakakaka!"

Wu Lei'an laughed incessantly, mocking everyone before hunching over and striding away.