Super Fighting Tokyo.

The two Sea Kings returned to the sidelines, drank water, wiped their sweat, and sat side by side with Bai Mucheng and the others in the corridor.

During the break, Retsu Haiwang finally had the opportunity to ask Li Haiwang why he had come here.

"I...no, not just me, but many people in the martial arts world have heard a rumor."

Li Haiwang said in a deep voice, "It is said that a major tournament to explore 'what is strength' is being held recently - the Kengan Zetsumei Street Championship."

"Oh?"

Retsukai smiled, "I see. It seems this news has spread quite widely."

Li Haiwang nodded, "Originally, we were preparing for the once-in-a-century 'Grand Tournament' when we suddenly learned of this news."

"..."

Lie Haiwang turned to Bai Mucheng and the others and explained:

"The so-called Grand Tournament is a once-in-a-century competition where top boxing masters from all over the world, known as 'Sea Kings,' gather to fight and compete for the title of 'Sea Emperor.'"

"The one who bears the name 'Sea Emperor' is the pinnacle of martial arts!"

“The former champion of the Grand Tournament, the 146-year-old ‘Guo Haihuang’, also taught me and was my teacher.”

Lie Haiwang recalled, "Some time ago, in order to investigate Liu Longguang's evil deeds, I even called my teacher, and he was still in good health."

Yusa blinked. "A 146-year-old grandpa? Wouldn't he have a face full of wrinkles?"

Retsukai-oh laughed and said, "That's true, but what's even more miraculous is that my teacher is still able to fight—I'm absolutely certain of that."

"..."

After Li Haiwang and others finished explaining, he continued, "The Grand Tournament is only going to be held 'soon' and the specific time is yet to be determined, so there's no need to rush."

"In preparation for the Grand Tournament, many Aquamen have set their sights on this 'street battle' as a warm-up."

King Lie Hai understood.

The "Sea Kings" see the "street brawl" as a warm-up—this is not surprising to Retsu Sea King, after all, he has immense confidence in his boxing skills.

That ultimate fist technique is powerful in itself!

But when it came to Li Haiwang himself, Lie Haiwang was still somewhat curious.

"So, Lee, what are your thoughts after fighting Baki Hanma?"

"..."

Li Haiwang pondered for a moment and then smiled, "Originally, I thought this street competition was inexplicable, but now I understand it a little better."

"There are indeed many powerful people in the world! How exhilarating!!"

"Whether it's the Grand Tournament, the Street Fighting Tournament, or Baki Hanma, or this Shiraki Sho in front of me—I can feel it."

"Lie, you stayed here to continue fighting in order to explore the powerful, right?"

"..."

King Liehai neither confirmed nor denied this, but smiled and said, "I am temporarily staying at the headquarters of the Divine Heart Society. You can come and visit me when you have the chance."

"must."

Li Haiwang nodded, picked up the gift box, and got up to take his leave.

Lie Haiwang stayed behind to help, cleaning up the bloodstains on the arena with Bai Mucheng, and only left peacefully when it was late at night.

……

……

At the same time, in Tokyo, at the Tokugawa residence.

Tokugawa Mitsunari sat cross-legged in the reception room, smoking a pipe, staring nervously at what was in front of him.

Opposite him was Izou Honbu, the "Master of Ancient Jujutsu," who had just returned from Wuzhili by plane.

Headquarters was on a call at that moment, and Kozue's voice came through the phone, outlining everything that had happened that day.

Kozue thanked him repeatedly, "Yes, sir, thanks to everyone's help, Baki's poison has been cured."

"..."

Upon hearing this, both the headquarters and Tokugawa breathed a sigh of relief.

After giving a few instructions, the head of the unit hung up the phone, raised an eyebrow at Tokugawa, and both of them felt much more relaxed.

"call!"

Tokugawa took a deep drag of his cigarette. "Headquarters, we almost lost the [Championship]!"

"How could that be...?"

With his arms crossed, the commander said leisurely, "That's Yujiro Hanma's son. I really can't imagine him being defeated by a mere 'death'."

"Hahaha, isn't that going too far? They're not aliens!"

Tokugawa slapped his thigh and laughed, even choking on the tobacco and tearing up. "Cough cough... Eh~~ So, that thing is true?"

"Yes, Brother Baimu defeated that [Demon] Wu Lei'an."

The headquarters nodded. "Many people witnessed it firsthand; it was an incredibly exciting battle, with the outcome decided by the smallest of margins."

"..."

Tokugawa paused, then suddenly beamed with delight, "Amazing!"

The old man clapped his hands and laughed, "I thought he was already very good as a new fighter, but I didn't expect him to have a charm that is no less than that of a top-tier fighter!"

As he spoke, Tokugawa took another drag of his cigarette. "It's not just Shiraki Sho; this street tournament has attracted many skilled fighters. It's getting more and more interesting!"

"Haha, old man, you're really in high spirits..."

Seeing that Tokugawa was going on and on, the headquarters simply changed the subject, saying, "Also, we should still pay attention to security recently."

Tokugawa asked, puzzled, "What do you mean?"

"I've heard that the inner city of Tokyo—that place called 'Naka'—is currently stirring up trouble and is quite restless."

The headquarters explained, "After all, it is a lawless place where a large number of criminals gather, and there is a huge underground space. Although it has been at peace with the outside world for many years, it is possible that it could be exploited by others."

"..."

……

Fighting Spirit Martial Arts School.

Shiramu Cheng, Wu Fengshui, You Sha —

The three of them thoroughly enjoyed their first night back at the martial arts gym, gathering in the living room to eat late-night snacks and play video games.

As night fell, Yusa got sleepy and went back to her room to sleep.

After washing up, Shiraki Cheng put on a bathrobe and sat in the courtyard to cool off, where he could clearly feel the summer heat passing by.

"Autumn is approaching, and the weather will soon get cooler."

Bai Mucheng sat cross-legged on the porch outside the door, leisurely looking up at the sky, recalling many things he had heard recently.

"IDEAL, the Insect Organization, Tokyo Electric Power Company, the Sakai, and Aquaman and Poseidon..."

The more he pondered it, the more interesting it became. He felt he could travel extensively, and that was the most important thing to him.

"Great, fantastic!"

Bai Mucheng grinned, feeling a little sleepy, and decided to go back to his room to sleep.

At that moment, the door behind him was suddenly pulled open.

Click!

Wu Fengshui extended his hand from the middle, making a "pistol" gesture, and aimed at Bai Mucheng.

"boom!"

"Wow!"

Shiramu Cheng cooperated, leaning back and falling to the ground. His gaze shifted upwards, and he could see the girl inside the room—a girl with black eyes and white pupils.

The two looked at each other and laughed together.

Wu Fengshui reached out and grabbed Bai Mucheng's shoulders, dragging her "prey" back into the house.

……

……

Chapter 333 Everyday Life and Rainy Nights

The next day, early in the morning.

Before dawn, Bai Mucheng had already gotten up.

He put on his sportswear and running shoes, warmed up in the yard, and then went out for his morning exercise, running a long distance along the planned route.

The total length is about 30 kilometers, with occasional riverside roads or parks, and the scenery and air are quite nice.

"Huh...huh..."

After gradually regaining his composure, Bai Mucheng began to run and throw punches again.

Whoosh! Whoosh whoosh!

Just as I felt last night, the air was less hot and dry, and much more refreshing, making me want to take a few deep breaths.

……

……

After circling around for a long time, the sun finally rose completely.

Bai Mucheng returned to the Fighting Spirit Martial Arts Hall, threw his sweat-soaked clothes into the washing machine, took a shower, and finally dried his hair with a hairdryer.

"call--!"