Super Fighting Tokyo.

Yujiro suddenly turned around, his posture light yet ferocious, his body outlining a highly dynamic arc, and swung his left fist like a giant swing hammer, smashing it into Liu Longguang's side face.

Bang!

Its force was so great that it didn't produce a muffled thud, but rather a teeth-grinding cracking sound!

Liu Longguang's entire face was smashed, making him unrecognizable as human. He vomited the most blood he had ever seen that night, convulsed, and collapsed to the ground, his head submerged in a pool of blood.

"..."

Yujiro said in a deep voice, "Since you refuse to back down, then you can say you want to challenge me."

“Now, I declare—I have won this battle.”

After saying that, Yujiro turned and left, but on his way back, he passed an elderly man in a wheelchair—Guo Haihuang.

"oh……?"

Yujiro glanced at Guo Haihuang, looking as if he had expected this.

Guo Haihuang didn't dawdle. He looked up at Yujiro and leisurely commented, "Hmm, even up close, you're still weak..."

Chapter 344 The Power of Being Human

Guo Haihuang —

No one knows when the 146-year-old man pushed his wheelchair to stop on the road where Yujiro Hanma was going.

Subsequently, no one could understand what Guo Haihuang said to Hanma Yujiro.

"Hmm, even up close it's the same. You're really weak..."

Guo Haihuang put his sunglasses back on, lowered his head slightly, and looked like an old man in his twilight years.

Seeing this, the onlookers all looked tense, even forgetting everything that had happened before, and their eyes secretly glanced at Yujiro.

Yujiro lowered the corners of his mouth and silently looked at Guo Haihuang.

Guo Haihuang recalled leisurely:

"I heard about it about 20 years ago..."

"In the world of struggle, a man emerged who was the strongest on earth and the strongest in history, and was hailed as the [Strongest Creature on Earth]."

"Judging from his appearance and movements—I see, every move he makes exudes genius and lives up to his reputation."

"...But, although he is a genius, he is also very weak."

Guo Haihuang's gaze pierced through the sunglasses and the night, meeting Yujiro's eyes.

"Hunger, anxiety...you are full of shortcomings."

"You can't suppress it... no, you don't even try to suppress it."

Facing the "strongest creature on earth" right before his eyes, Guo Haihuang smiled faintly.

"Incapable of suppressing the surging impulses, and even less able to control oneself—one is simply too weak."

What is power?

What constitutes true strength as a human being?

Guo Haihuang raised an eyebrow and looked at Yujiro.

"The history of struggle and martial arts is also a history of fighting against 'the impulses and instincts that surge from the heart'."

"You are too weak to fight against your instincts, you are strong."

"..."

Upon hearing this, Yujiro's lips curled up slightly, and his facial muscles twitched, resembling a twisted piece of metal.

"It's so late, why are you still out strolling around?"

Yujiro stood there, "Old man, you've got good energy..."

Guo Haihuang sat upright with a faint smile, "It's alright. So—would you like to see what true power is?"

"..."

As soon as these words were spoken, it was clear to onlookers that the space around Guo Haihuang and Yongjiro began to distort.

Although they didn't actually fight, the "powerful" clash between the two was almost as impactful as a visual special effect!

Shiraki Seiwa and Wang Ma held their breath and focused intently;

Gu Yi, the Nightwalker, slightly turned to the side, gentlemanly shielding her back with a veil.

Kuroki Gensai's gaze darkened slightly;

Retsu Kaioh idolizes Guo Haihuang and has full confidence in his boxing skills, but he is facing Yujiro after all, so he can't help but worry.

"teacher……"

"..."

The atmosphere became tense and oppressive, making it hard to breathe.

It's as if a great battle will break out as soon as Yujiro nods, and it could even destroy everything around it, eventually breaking out of Earth and detonating the universe!

What broke this silence was another visitor who arrived late at night—

Hanma Baki.

The champion of the underground fighting arena is also the son of Yujiro Hanma.

click, click, click...

The sound of footsteps on the street grew louder as the sneakers approached, eventually revealing the figure of a young man walking from another side path.

The boy was handsome and a pretty boy, somewhat resembling his mother, "Zhu Zejiangzhu".

Years of training and fighting, as well as his experience of crossing the line of death, have given his facial features a resemblance to his father, Yujiro Hanma.

"..."

Yujiro looked back at Basuga.

Baki was wearing slippers and loose sweatpants, and his hair was a bit messy, as if he had just gotten out of bed.

"I knew it! I couldn't sleep tonight, tossing and turning. I thought it was because I'd been sleeping too much lately. Turns out it was a reminder not to miss out..."

Baki put his hands in his pockets, glanced at Liu Longguang's corpse, and then looked up at his father.

It was the man before me who gave birth to seek a worthy opponent.

At the age of 13, after countless battles with top fighters, Baki fought against Yujiro Hanma and was ultimately defeated.

His mother, "Zhu Zejiangzhu," originally only wanted Yujiro's love, but in the end, she chose to love Baki.

To protect Baki, Eju, as a mother, challenged Yujiro, ultimately dying in Yujiro Hanma's embrace.

Even Baki himself couldn't explain what this experience was like, or how to view it.

However, he still vaguely remembered that Jiang Zhu, who longed for Yujiro's love, was held tightly by Yujiro before she died, as a mother...

"..."

Baki stared at Yujiro, lost in thought.

Yujiro turned around and faced Baki, grinning, "You almost got yourself killed, Baki!"

"yes……"

Baki scratched his head, his eyes darting around as he observed his surroundings. He noticed that the place was quite lively, with both familiar and unfamiliar faces.

After thinking it over, considering the rare opportunity, Baki finally spoke up: "Dad, I have something to tell you."

"Oh?"

Yujiro was somewhat surprised, and repeated with a joking laugh, "'There are some things you want to say to me'—how solemn!"

"Judging from your expression, it's like you're about to confront me."

"..."

Baki straightened his expression. "That's exactly what I think."

Upon hearing this, Yujiro remained silent for a moment, his expression changed slightly, and finally a grin spread across his face.

"Now that the poison is gone—and you're feeling better, are you already looking for a fight?"

Baki didn't answer, but instead asked, "Are you changing the subject? That's not like you."

The boy's expression was no longer tense; instead, he raised his eyebrows.

"I thought you would pounce on me the moment I suggested a standoff!"

Baki put his hands on his hips. "I'm not like you—I don't consider being the 'strongest on earth' a source of honor!"

"If you are the weakest creature in the world, then I will be the second weakest, only needing to be a little bit stronger..."

Baki lightly pinched his thumb and forefinger together. "Just a little bit stronger than you is enough!"

Yujiro's smile gradually turned into a grin.

He looked up at the sky and could see the clear night sky after the heavy rain—similar to the night when Baki was 13.

Yujiro suddenly asked curiously, "How many years have passed since then—?"

Baki answered directly: "Four years and eleven months."

Yujiro was surprised that Baki could speak so quickly, and couldn't help but laugh and sigh, "He's just a snot-nosed brat who's only slightly stronger than he was back then, yet he dares to dream of fighting me..."

"Is that not allowed?"

Baki continued to press for answers.

He even took off his coat and threw it on the ground, revealing his muscular body covered in scars.

"Dad, you talk too much!"

Baki stood with his hands on his hips and his head tilted to the side, looking relaxed, yet he spoke rudely.