Super Fighting Tokyo.

Swish!

He lightly flipped and jumped up, landing in a half-squatting position, his steps firm and quick, with a strong fighting spirit surrounding him.

The boy stood up straight, clenched his fists, and felt the power emanating from all parts of his body.

"resurrection!"

Retsu Kaioh was overjoyed, "Baki Hanma is back! Baki Hanma is back! Baki Hanma... *poof*!"

As he spoke, Retsu Kaioh caught sight of Baki's face and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that Baki's handsome face had been pranked, with two mustaches drawn on it, making him look quite comical.

Retsu Kaioh: "..."

Is this the work of a child?

Retsukai turned to look at Yusa, but Yusa pointed at her older brother, while Shiraki looked up at the sky.

It was Shiraki who did it...

Retsukai's eyes twitched; he tried to put on a serious face, but he just couldn't manage to be solemn.

Shiraki Cheng began to explain, saying that he had made a bet with Arisa and lost, so he could only play truth or dare, and so on...

In short, it was a prank.

King Retsu was speechless.

However, after looking in the mirror, Baki couldn't help but burst out laughing, hugging Kozue beside him and laughing so hard he was doubled over.

"Do you know, Mr. Lie..."

Baki laughed until tears streamed down his face as he explained to Retsu Kaioh, "The graffiti near my house was all done by those delinquents who were too afraid to confront me, so they secretly drew it when I wasn't around."

"This is the first time... Pfft! This is the first time in my life that someone has drawn on my face as a prank!"

"..."

King Liehai paused for a moment, then understood.

Immediately, Baki rushed forward with a "whoosh," making a move to kick Shiraki in the groin, which startled Shiraki into jumping back to dodge.

"Wow~~~!"

Shiraki Shigeaki pressed down with both hands to block Baki's leg, breaking out in a cold sweat.

The two pushed and shoved each other a few times, fooling around and playing around, which stirred up the emotions of the others, who were having a great time under the setting sun.

……

Whether you can win or not—it's not a matter of that level.

To fight or not to fight—these warriors could find an endless number of reasons for either.

Please take one day off.

After a day of hard work, we have a general direction for the details of the next chapter!

The price I paid was that I didn't write any main text yesterday, so there will be no update today. I will update as usual tomorrow.

Let's have a simple preview and some random thoughts.

The Wu Village Festival arc has ended, and the next major chapter is about to begin!

The original Grand Tournament arc won't be completely skipped. Just like the Kengan Tournament, an ensemble tournament isn't really suitable for online novel serialization, but the mortal world has its own tricks, and interesting characters will still appear.

That's about it!

In addition, the portrayal of Shen Wulong's character, Yabazi, is somewhat problematic and awkward at the moment. I need to see what kind of work he will be doing later, so he will not "fully appear" in the short term.

As I said before, regarding the characters in fighting comics, I can roughly divide them into three types—

Aliens, top-tier athletes.

Extraterrestrials are the "definitive beings" of power itself; for example, Yujiro, Guo Degang, Musashi, and so on.

Some of the people on the "front line" are "steadfast" in their own strength: such as Doppo Yuji, Goki Shibukawa, Retsu Kaioh, Jun Sekibayashi, and many other characters;

The former defines "power" itself, while the latter will not question the "path to power" it has taken because of a single "defeat".

It's hard to say who's better or worse among people of the same type, so "exploring strength" is more important than "improving rankings".

That's what makes it fun!

(That's why I feel like DuckBazi's QuanYuan has been doing some rubbish lately...)

Next, Ah Cheng is going to fight the evil organization (more or less...).

The comic is so good, so good~~~

Regular updates tomorrow, see you tomorrow!

Chapter 332 Sea King and Sea Emperor

It was already afternoon when everyone was eating.

After another round of casual conversation and laughter, it was evening. The sun was setting, and the sky turned fiery red, like blood.

"..."

Anne Sakurai is drawing blood from Baki Hanma.

She used a needle to draw a small sample, labeled it, and carefully placed it into her suitcase.

There was also a small tube of blood in the box, a sample from when Baki was poisoned.

"Thank you so much for providing me with such a valuable sample for comparison. Now I can really show off in front of Yingchu."

Sakurai Anne couldn't hide her fervor; she was so excited that she couldn't suppress the corners of her mouth.

"This is the Poison Hand? Although the method of preparation is not very scientific, in terms of the damage to the human body, the effect is excessively good."

"I guess just direct contact could blind someone, right?"

What ingredients could it contain?

Sakurai Anne took out her notebook and scribbled on it, "Peptides, aconitine, isoaconitine? Or scopolamine? Perhaps there are also neurotoxins, basic organic compounds..."

She kept talking nonstop.

Baki looked completely bewildered and scratched his head, saying, "I don't understand chemistry..."

Anne Sakurai looked up and slammed her notebook shut.

"In short, I want to thoroughly investigate both the poisonous hand itself and your miraculous detoxification process!"

After saying this, she got up to leave, but not in the direction of home; she probably went to borrow a laboratory elsewhere.

"..."

Sakurai Anne left, and Shiba Chiharu followed suit.

He carried several large gift boxes, all containing local specialties from Wuzhi Village, as well as a portion for Hanayama Kaoru, which he also took with him.

Afterwards, Baki and Kozue rested for a while before leaving hand in hand.

……

……

Inside the Fighting Spirit Martial Arts Hall, only Bai Mucheng, Wu Fengshui, You Sha, and Lie and Li—the two Sea Kings—remain.

Li Haiwang arrived in a hurry and stayed at a hotel near the airport. There wasn't anything interesting to do there, so he wasn't in a rush to leave.

As a martial artist of the Sea King level, the injury to only one hand is minor and does not affect his daily training.

Taking advantage of the rare opportunity and to express his gratitude for the hospitality, Li Haiwang practiced the stances of "Yaoyingquan" on the outdoor ring.

He was wearing a white training uniform with a few bloodstains on it, black cloth shoes, and pursing his lips.

Point your toes, lunge to the side, spread your hands out into palms, and sway with your body.

suddenly--

Li Haiwang twisted his ankle and clenched his fist, using his body to drive his arm, causing his fist to rotate and punch forward.

Swish!

Compared to Lie Haiwang's swift and intense style, Li Haiwang's boxing style is much lighter and faster, yet still full of power.

"call……"

Li Haiwang maintained his punching stance, his brows slightly furrowed. Recalling his defeat to Baki Hanma earlier that day, a sense of powerlessness welled up inside him.

No matter how much he reviewed the situation, the outcome was never in doubt; it was simply a crushing defeat for him!

"..."

While they were pondering, another person stepped onto the stage.

It turns out to be Retsu Kaioh.

Li Haiwang was stunned for a moment. When he saw Lie Haiwang reaching out to him, he realized that the other party wanted to have a sparring session with him.

Swish.

Li Haiwang slowly swung his fist, while Lie Haiwang slowly blocked it.

The two moved extremely slowly, focusing more on offensive and defensive actions, making it an excellent viewing experience that Bai Mucheng and the others didn't want to miss a single second.

But as the battle continued, beads of sweat appeared on Li Haiwang's forehead, and his movements gradually fell behind Lie Haiwang, eventually forcing him to stop and admit defeat.

"……amazing."

Li Haiwang broke out in a sweat, his mood improved considerably, and he thanked Lie Haiwang, saying, "Although it wasn't a formal fight, you are indeed very strong!"