Super Fighting Tokyo.

He let out a long breath, put on his loose trousers, and looked at himself in the mirror with his upper body bare.

For a fighter, physical condition is extremely important, so he observes himself carefully every day from the same perspective.

Compared to before he went to Wuzhi Village, Shiraki Cheng had many more scars on his body.

The more subtle ones might become difficult to detect after a while.

But those deeper scratches or cuts became proof of those fierce battles, etched onto Shiraki's body.

Snapped!

Bai Mucheng patted his left chest, making a crisp sound. He felt that his body had matured a lot, and then he cheered himself up and turned to walk towards the courtyard.

Today it's Arisa's turn to make breakfast.

Passing by the training room, you can hear the sound of running footsteps.

Bai Mucheng turned his head and saw that Wu Fengshui had just finished his morning exercise and stopped on the treadmill.

The girl was wearing shorts and a sports bra, which clearly showed her abs, as well as muscle definition on her arms and calves.

A few strands of short hair were damp with sweat and stuck to his cheeks and forehead.

She picked up her water glass and gulped down the warm water. Her dark eyes, with their white pupils, moved and met Bai Mucheng's gaze. Then she smiled and her eyes narrowed.

Shiraki Cheng tossed a dry towel over the girl's head, which happened to land on her head.

"Thank you!"

……

……

After breakfast, rest for a while.

Arisa embarks on a difficult journey, returns to her room, and begins to catch up on her summer homework.

Bai Mucheng and Wu Fengshui went to the sandy arena outside to continue their high-intensity warm-up before their formal training.

Wu Fengshui put on two boxing pads and slapped them together, making two muffled "bang" sounds.

28% of the [Liberation] has been unlocked!

Blood vessels bulged around the girl's eyes, her dynamic vision improved significantly, her basic physical fitness also increased, and she was panting heavily.

She bowed slightly and looked up to signal to Bai Mucheng that she was ready.

"bring it on!"

Ode!

Bai Mucheng pushed off the ground with his calves and charged forward with [Battle Aura Charge], stopping just before he was about to get close to Wu Fengshui, and then delivered a [Upper Section Foot Kick].

boom!

With an extremely fast upper leg kick, he struck the boxing pad that Wu Fengshui had raised.

Since it was just a warm-up, the actual force of that kick wasn't great.

Shiraki Shiroki was concentrating on feeling the muscles working and the sensations his body experienced when using this move.

Wu Fengshui, on the other hand, was practicing "before shooting," using the method of receiving attacks to train dynamic vision and improve his flexibility.

bang bang bang...

Bai Mucheng launched a rapid and continuous barrage of attacks, forcing Wu Fengshui to retreat repeatedly. He could only barely defend himself with his hand pads, and his eyes darted around faster and faster.

Boom!

Two quick punches in quick succession forced Wu Fengshui to spread his arms and take a large step back.

Bai Mucheng pursued and threw a final punch straight at Wu Fengshui's face.

Swish!

As Wu Fengshui watched the fist approach, he felt a surge of killing intent in front of him, and even Bai Mucheng's eyes gleamed with a sharp light, making it impossible to tell that it was just a feint.

"—!!"

The girl displayed the sniper's composure to the extreme, not even blinking, forcefully fighting against her inner fear.

As expected, Bai Mucheng stopped his attack at the last moment, bringing his fist to a steady halt.

This is a choice he makes himself: whether or not to follow the effects of the killing intent fluctuations.

[The Intent to Kill]!

"call--!"

Wu Fengshui grinned, "Bai Muqin's killing intent is truly terrifying. I'm almost in a daze. It seems I'll be in good form for the shooting practice this afternoon."

"Ha ha!"

Bai Mucheng suddenly opened his hand, pressed his thumb against his index finger, and flicked Wu Fengshui's forehead.

Snapped!

"Wow~!"

The girl covered her forehead and plopped down on the sandy ground of the arena.

……

……

The two finished warming up.

Wu Fengshui sat in the corridor of the courtyard, resting while maintaining his precious firearms.

Arisa had done half of her homework but found it really boring, so she secretly joined in.

"Hmm...want to try it out?"

"Alas! Uncle Akagi said he played Russian roulette with a revolver when he was a kid!"

"You'd better stop playing."

"..."

With Wu Fengshui looking after things, nothing bad should happen.

After a short rest, Shiramu Cheng began his formal training for the day.

He held his breath and then opened his eyes, where he could see the ink swirling around him, eventually outlining the silhouette of "Long".

{Um!}

Long tightened the red headband, turned to face Bai Mucheng, nodded to his disciple, and then assumed a fighting stance.

With his left shoulder raised, left arm across his waist, and left arm supporting his jaw, his posture was steady and solid.

Bai Mucheng weighed his feet, pressing down with his left hand as usual, raising his right arm to protect his ribs, and leaning forward sideways, his stance slightly looser than usual.

{…}

Lonna's resolute gaze swept over Bai Mucheng's stance, examining it from top to bottom. He could still see many immature aspects, but he still admired it greatly.

{Your stance is good; this is thanks to the fundamental skills you developed through other martial arts.}

However, how effective it is in actual combat depends on your own understanding and experience.

Come on, give it a try!

Ode!

Both men simultaneously pushed off the ground, unleashing powerful punches from their waists. Their combined attacks, known as "Battle Aura Burst - Shock Strike," collided, causing each to stagger back several steps.

Bai Mucheng retreated even further, but he had anticipated this and immediately pushed off the ground and thrust his palm forward.

【Jamie O Drunkenly Strolling】!

boom!

Longge blocked the palm strike, and the distance between them closed. They resumed their rapid offensive and defensive maneuvers, punching and kicking each other incessantly.

bang bang bang...

……

……

Wu Fengshui didn't dare let Yousha play with the revolver, so he gave her an old-fashioned sniper scope and let Yousha play with it by herself.

Time passed slowly, and soon it was almost noon.

The sparring match between Shiraki Sei and Takashi was coming to an end. Shiraki Sei was panting heavily from the beating, and even his eyelids were swollen.

"brake!"

Bai Mucheng shouted loudly, jumped forward, and launched a rapid attack with Cammy's [Quick Spin Backhand Punch], but Long seized the opportunity and counterattacked with a straight punch.

[Battle Aura Bursts Out with Shock!]

Boom!

A powerful, heavy punch landed on Shiraki Sei's abdomen.

"Pfft—!"

Bai Mucheng opened his mouth, exhaling hot air and saliva, his face contorted in pain.

This familiar scene caught the attention of Arisa and Wu Fengshui, and both of them knew roughly what would happen next—

Swish!

Long stood to the side and raised his leg, delivering a powerful upper-section kick that struck Bai Mucheng on the head, causing his body to fall backward.

Immediately following up with a quick slide forward, close to Shiramu Cheng's inner circle, finishes with a [Rising Dragon Fist], sending Shiramu Cheng flying backward and rolling before landing heavily on the ground.

{…}

The outcome was already decided, but Long waited quietly for a moment.

Only after Bai Mucheng raised his right hand and gave a thumbs up to indicate that he was alright did Long nod, bow, and turn away.

"call……"

Bai Mucheng rubbed his sore chin.