Super Fighting Tokyo.

"..."

Gaolang muttered to himself, while Retsu Kaioh watched the scene with a smile.

Despite his obvious disdain, Gaolang was indeed very concerned about Sapain—his long-time nemesis.

But at that moment, Gaolang suddenly noticed that Sapain was extremely depressed and had no trace of his usual spirit.

"...?"

Gaolang asked, puzzled, "Sapane?"

"I'm sorry, Gaoran."

Sapain lowered his head, staring at the ground, his voice trembling as he said, "I've... had enough..."

Upon hearing this, the God of War's eyes widened, and his expression turned somewhat angry.

"Enough...? You said you—enough!?"

"Sapane, what the hell are you talking about?!"

Gaolang's forehead veins bulged as he looked down at Sapain, who was sitting on the bed.

"You shouldn't be at this level!! It's just one setback; you should be able to get back up no matter how many times you try, right?!"

"You were clearly recovered on the field just now, so why are you backing out now?"

"..."

Sapain's face was somber, his eyes held a deathly light, and he didn't even dare to look directly at Gaoran.

After the fierce battle, a heavy emptiness followed.

Losing the street battle and failing to obtain the key card means failing to meet the conditions set by Tokyo Electric Power Company.

The land development plan will not stop; Dawn Village is destined to be destroyed...

Sapain is about to lose something he cherishes, his grandfather's hard work will go to waste, and his siblings will be homeless again.

The heavy reality poured down.

Sapain had no idea how to resolve all of this.

Even the thought of these things makes him unable to muster any strength; he can't even clench his fist, let alone muster the passion and roar of his past.

"That battle just now... was great. Please thank Shiraki for me. That was my best farewell battle. Thank you."

"I don't have a 'next time'."

Sapain murmured, instructing Gaoran, "After this, I will no longer be able to fight..."

After speaking, Sapain fell silent.

He knew very well how much of an "insult" his words had been to Gaolang, and was even prepared to be beaten up.

But to Sapain's surprise, although Gaolang was grinding his teeth in anger and his lips were twitching, he changed the subject, shook his head and sighed:

"As expected, you really are a stupid, stubborn fool!"

Sapain: "..."

Sapain: "...?"

He couldn't understand it for a moment.

Before I could even ask, Shiramu Cheng walked over, followed by two other people—

The president of the Kengan Association, "Katahara Metsudo," and the village chief of Dawn Village, "Yokozaki Mitsumitsu."

At this moment, Yorozuka Mitsumitsu looked helpless, while Katahara Metsudo had a smiling expression, as if the two had just reached some kind of agreement.

Bai Mucheng smiled and said, "In short, it's resolved, right?"

Sapain was even more puzzled, "What..."

Bai Mucheng pointed to the two people behind him, "Let those old men stop the land development plan for Dawn Village, shall we?"

"—That's exactly right."

Yorozuka Mitsumitsu pushed up his glasses. "Although communicating with high-ranking political figures is troublesome and there is economic pressure, I still want to try fighting because I have old friends around."

Mie Tang raised his hand, held up two fingers, and made a "V" sign, looking very happy. "Hehehe, I will fully support you!"

"..."

Sapain paused, then looked at Yorozuka Mitsumitsu, "Grandpa, are you going to fight too?"

Mie Tang laughed and said, "Whether you're a fighter, an entrepreneur, or any other combatant, you have the right to 'want to fight'."

Yorozuka Mitsumitsu put it more bluntly, patting Sapain on the shoulder, "Whether it's me or you, we can still fight! So don't underestimate yourselves, and don't underestimate us!"

Upon hearing this, Sapain's eyes gradually returned to focus.

He lay back down, covered his eyes with his left forearm, and said, "Thank you, Grandpa, and everyone."

"Also—sorry, Gaolang, I just said something really cowardly, but I will definitely continue to fight."

"……snort."

Gaolang raised an eyebrow, his expression becoming much more relaxed. "It's none of my business. Do as you please."

Everyone felt helpless and shook their heads with a smile.

Immediately afterwards, Shiraki Cheng joined in the teasing, mimicking Sapain's tone: "The best farewell match, can't fight anymore, can't go on!"

Sapain was speechless with embarrassment. His cheeks turned red, and he was reluctant to remove his hand from his eyes, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

His scalp tingled with fear, and finally he simply shouted at the top of his lungs:

"Aaaaaaah!"

Chapter 395 Bouncy Ball

"Aaaaaaah!"

Sapain lay on the folding bed and shouted at the top of his lungs, making a deafening noise.

Everyone felt their heads buzzing and could only cover their ears with their hands.

During this time, Gaolang glanced at Shiraki and said something very briefly.

Because of Sapain's roar and his covering of his ears, Shiraki couldn't hear very clearly, but he could still guess the gist of it—

Thanks.

"..."

Soon, Sapain exhausted himself from yelling, lying on his back panting heavily, a smile returning to his face.

Meanwhile, the host, Katahara Sayaka, along with staff from the Kengan Association, evacuated the audience from the match.

She followed the sound, learned the new information, and whispered a few words to Katahara Metsudo.

After hearing this, Metsudo summoned Yorizuka Mitsumitsu, Shiraki Shō, and Kaorō to share the information he had heard.

It's not complicated.

TEPCO's spies, lurking among the audience, have already learned of Sapain's defeat and estimate that TEPCO will soon make its next move.

But these are battles fought by the older generation, and they won't let the young brats get involved, otherwise the fun would be greatly diminished.

"..."

Seeing that Sapain had regained his composure, Shekko, as his old friend, also thanked Shiraki Cheng.

"It's nothing, I should thank you instead."

Recalling today, Shiraki Cheng laughed and said, "Your commentary was superb! It's different from the underground arena of the Tokyo Dome; it's Kengan's style."

Sheath Incense was naturally very happy that her work was recognized.

Bai Mucheng then turned his head to look around, his gaze sweeping over the faces of everyone present.

Or rather, to Shiramu Cheng, everyone was the same: "—Great, fantastic!"

"Hohoho~!"

Katahara Metsudo clapped his hands with a laugh, glanced at his watch, and urged, "Let's go get some late-night snacks, it's on me, there should be barbecue and desserts!"

Shiraki Shiraki reminded him, "The dessert should include yokan (sweet bean jelly)."

Gaolang crossed his arms and said, "I want to eat curry..."

Sapain raised his hand, "Agreed!!!"

Retsukai was also happy to have a small gathering with his friends. "Hmm, I just need some oolong tea."

……

……

Healing injuries, resting, exercising, and exchanging techniques with his master...

Such things are typical of Shiraki Cheng's daily life.

After the battle with [Roaring Fighting Spirit] Sapain, Shiramu Cheng continued his life as usual, and there was no further development in the dispute surrounding the "Key Card".

And so, a week passed.

The autumn weather was perfect in the morning.

Shiraki was in excellent condition after warming up.

He moved a 150kg sandbag into the yard, and wearing short sleeves and shorts, he stood barefoot on the sand ring to prepare for striking practice.

Tap, tap, tap-tap...

His feet bounced on the ground, adjusting his rhythm every now and then, preparing to exert force with his body.

The ink wash surged, outlining the figure of Edward.

{snort!}