Super Fighting Tokyo.

The six girls gathered in the classroom and started a discussion.

"Everyone, let's discuss the projects we should undertake during the Royal Cherry Blossom Academy Festival!"

Zhu Mei's eyes gleamed as she repeatedly emphasized, "For example, opening a gym, or opening a gym, or opening a gym..."

Upon hearing this, Sakura Hibiki lay on the table, her face pouting, looking as if she had "already expected this."

"Alright, alright, we were prepared for this. Let's do it the way Zhu Mei wants."

Sakura Hibiki's eyes darted around. "Besides, Akemi is the student council president, so we shouldn't have to worry about the venue. What about the equipment and manpower?"

Arisa raised her hand. "My family's martial arts gym has one, and Maruk can help with the moving. Also—I remember Akemi's family has a private gym too?"

Zhu Mei gave an OK sign. "No problem, leave it to me!"

"..."

Garuda also liked this kind of campus program, and pondered, "But, wouldn't it be too boring if it's just a fitness program? And it's hard to keep people moving around."

Ji Nai's eyes widened, the five-pointed stars in her pupils flashing, "Why don't we just open a wrestling ring!"

Sakura Hibiki rolled her head halfway around the table, then turned it to the other side, muttering, "Hina just wants to fight, right? She'll get a warning from the school..."

Ayaka suggested, "How about adding a boxing theme? Like the 'boxing exhibition' held at the stadium last time, my family can also help out."

Zhu Mei nodded. "Will everyone be very busy and have a hard time?"

Arisa agreed, remaining optimistic as always, "Whoosh! Great! I'll help prepare the boxing-themed items too."

The girls chatted and laughed.

"..."

Meanwhile, outside the classroom.

I passed by a tall, young woman with brown hair.

She is none other than the "Chairwoman" of the Royal Sakura Girls' Academy Group—Soryuuin Shion, a member of the Kengan Association, and the older sister of Soruuin Akemi.

Beside him was a short-haired secretary.

Whenever she encounters something upsetting, Ziyin would stroll around the campus to clear her mind and think about solutions.

For example, recently, international criminal organizations such as IDEAL have been active, and have even targeted some members of the Boxing Association, so we must be on guard.

"Not only the underground gambling 'gambling gang,' but even the underground fighting 'Kengan Association' wants to be swallowed up? The Kengan Association is being looked down upon!"

"I wonder what Old Master Mie Tang is planning. Perhaps he can find opportunities for profit and development in this."

"Perhaps we could form an alliance with others? We should also try to find out if there are any powerful individual fighters on Huangying's side..."

Ziyin murmured to herself.

Turning around, I found the girls having a lively discussion in the classroom.

"Oh right, the academy's festival is almost here, isn't it? I've been so focused on the Kengan Street Championship lately that I almost forgot about the academy."

Ziyin looked at Zhu Mei in the classroom and said, "Hmm, it seems that Zhu Mei has made quite a few friends."

"..."

This lively discussion evoked memories of Ziyin's student days.

Although Ziyin wasn't exactly a model student back then, she even had a romantic entanglement with a jerk nicknamed "Floating Cloud".

But overall, it was an ordinary period without any major worries.

"As expected, it's better for high school students to be ordinary."

Ziyin sighed and was about to leave.

Just then, she heard Yusa patting her chest and promising from inside the classroom, "Leave the boxer interview to me, I'll ask Brother Lamar for help!"

Lalma?

hiss……

King Lalma XIII? Isn't that the King of Thailand?

I've heard that recently, the Thai "Fighting God" did indeed participate in a street fighting tournament, and King Ralma XIII of Thailand is also temporarily residing in Tokyo.

So it's just a coincidence of names, right? Or did I mishear?

Soryuin Shion's expression was strange. "Hmph, I was just too busy. A bunch of ordinary high school students, as long as they have fun..."

Chapter 372 An Overly Strong Will

Royal Sakura Girls' Academy, classroom.

Snapped!

Zhu Mei clapped her hands and smiled happily, "Then it's settled. You can handle the interview, and I'll take care of the equipment and moving things around."

The girls nodded in agreement and began to work out the details of the event.

Then, everyone left the classroom.

Arisa, Garuda, and Hina, three girls traveling together, meet up with Maruk outside the school and prepare to try out the newly opened dessert shop.

At the same time, Arisa sent a text message to Lamar, asking if he was free recently, as she wanted to do a video interview with Gaolang.

This is the daily life of an ordinary female high school student.

"..."

Not far from the school, in a quiet alley, an uninvited guest stopped the four people.

—They're a bunch of thugs!

They blocked the girls' path and gestured for Maruk to come forward.

"...Ah, me?"

Maruk pointed to himself, walked forward blankly, and counted carefully at the same time.

One, two, three... There are six in total.

Judging from their school uniforms, they must be from other schools. They all looked hostile and were carrying weapons, clearly there to cause trouble.

"...!"

Maruk then remembered that at noon in the park, some bad guys had harassed the students of Huangying who were out, and it was he who had scared them away.

Therefore, the purpose of this group of thugs is quite simple: they must be here to cause trouble.

"Eh? How scary!"

Ji Nai blinked, the five-pointed star in her pupils flashing, looking weak, pitiful, and helpless.

"..."

A turbaned thug stepped forward; it was the same one who had been scared away by Maruk at noon. He bared his teeth and started yelling.

"You idiot! You think I'd just sit here and let this slide? Don't think that just because you've built muscle at the gym you can look down on delinquents!"

"Don't even think about running away, you're going to get a beating!"

"..."

Maruk was at a loss for words, so he simply looked up at the sky.

Seeing this, the turbaned thug became enraged and swung his fist to smash Maruk's face, hitting Maruk's left cheek.

But in that instant, Maruk remained motionless, while the turbaned thug felt a sharp pain in his hand, as if he had hit a stone.

"Haa~~~!"

Maruk, enduring the turbaned thug's fists, couldn't help but yawn, squeezing out a tear from the corner of his eye.

He is very confused now.

After all, Shiraki Sho, Madarame Baku, and Akagi Shigeru had all told him that if he encountered an enemy, he should kick them before being killed.

But Maruk was absolutely certain that the six men in front of him couldn't take him down, so should he still "kick" them?

"..."

Bang bang bang!

Just as he was thinking this, the turbaned thug threw several punches, but only managed to numb his own fists, unable to do anything to Maruk.

"enough."

Behind them, a tall, burly thug shouted to stop them.

He yanked the bandana off the thug, then slowly stepped forward and pulled a sharpened machete from his crotch.

The man holding the knife looked at Maruk and said, "Hey buddy, you have a good face and a big build. You must be very strong in a one-on-one fight."

"But only a fool would duel empty-handed."

The thug raised his machete, pointing it directly at Maruk, and grinned, "I really can 'chop'!"

These words put Maruk at ease.

duel?

"So, you want a duel..."

Maruk straightened his expression, clenched his fists, and locked his gaze on the man with the poorly held knife. "Maruk understands. Come on—let's duel!"

In that instant, all six thugs, including the one with the knife, couldn't help but shudder.

"—!?"

For delinquents to survive, one of the most important skills, much like those found in nature, is the ability to instantly discern the fighting capabilities of their opponents.

For delinquents, sometimes, it's more important than the ability to fight.

At that moment, the group of thugs realized that the man who called himself "Maruk" had suddenly changed his demeanor and become some kind of extremely dangerous bomb!

"you you……"