Super Fighting Tokyo.

【The Ultimate Weapon of Karate】—Katsumi Guji possesses extraordinary talent.

Having experienced the intrusion of five death row inmates, his mindset is much more mature than before, and he remains quite composed when faced with provocations.

“I said, Brother Bai Mu.”

Katsumi shook his head and laughed, "It's rare for someone to come and challenge the Divine Heart Society. This courage alone is commendable. Give them some encouragement!"

Shiramu Cheng grinned, "They came to see me!"

Katsumi put his hands on his hips and said, "Here, you are a specially invited instructor of the Divine Heart Society, so you are still under my jurisdiction as the second-generation director."

"..."

The two chatted and laughed.

The white-clad man from Tokyo Electric Power Company (TEPCO) was not annoyed, clearly having anticipated this, and was extremely patient.

Or perhaps he was only responsible for bringing people there, and then left it to "Masaki Meguro" to do as he pleased, without caring about anything else.

The fighters' battle has begun.

"Hoo! Ha... Hoo! Ha..."

The madman named "Meguro Masaki" was hunched over, panting heavily, as if extremely excited, his tongue sticking out, looking inhuman.

Tick ​​tock!

One of his saliva drops fell to the ground and landed on the dojo floor.

"Hey!"

Yu Di Keji frowned deeply.

The two uninvited guests had already taken off their shoes and followed the basic etiquette of the temple, but it was only a formality; their behavior remained contemptuous.

Katsumi shouted in a deep voice, "Clean up your filth!"

"Ah, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry..."

Masaki Meguro kept bowing his head, speaking with his tongue sticking out, his voice strange.

He wiped the drool off the floor with his drooling hand, then reached out to Katsumi Inochi as if to shake hands and apologize.

"I can't help it, I can't help it..."

Meguro murmured softly, then shook his raised hand, signaling to Katsumi Goji to shake it as soon as possible.

Katsumi, of course, did not refuse. He stepped forward, extended his right hand, and gently shook hands with Masaki Meguro.

"Haha, I'll have to wash my hands in a bit."

Before Katsumi could finish speaking, the next second—

Masaki Meguro changed the subject, his voice hoarse and sinister as he said, "I won't be able to resist causing destruction!"

He suddenly exerted force with his muscular right arm, trying to pull Katsumi down, but the movement froze midway and he could no longer move.

"……oh?"

Bai Mucheng craned his neck to look and immediately noticed something amiss.

It turned out that Keji had known there was a trap all along, so he took the initiative to stabilize his stance, standing with his toes pointing inward, knees slightly bent, center of gravity lowered, and shoulders and feet shoulder-width apart.

This is the basic stance in karate – the Sanpō stance!

This is an excellent posture that can withstand even the wind and waves at sea, combining offense and defense. It is impossible for a mere "pulling" to shake it.

"Ah... he's not dead..."

Masaki Meguro froze, his round, blank eyes wide open, his words still strange and eerie.

The foolish man, though self-disciplined, will not be disturbed.

As mentioned before, he possesses extraordinary talent and is evolving at a rapid pace.

This person who came to challenge the establishment reeked of blood from all over his body, clearly indicating that he was in cahoots with the "death row inmates".

The move he used when shaking hands was undoubtedly a deadly one, so there's no need to hold back!

"You despicable liar!"

Katsumi used his right arm to pull to the left, breaking free from Masaki Meguro's grasp and causing the latter to stagger, exposing a huge opening.

Boom boom boom!

Katsumi unleashed three consecutive punches from top to bottom, striking Mukuro's neck, abdomen, and groin, the three points forming a straight line.

This swift and powerful combo actually sent the 195cm tall and 130kg Masaki Meguro flying!

With a "whoosh," Muhei flew backward and landed several meters away, lying on his back, his hands and feet trembling uncontrollably.

Terada from the Shinshinkai, seeing this, exclaimed in surprise, "It's here! It's Director Katsumi's triple attack right in the center!!"

"call!"

After finishing his attack, Katsumi stood firmly on the ground. "You can't even take that much? You bastard!"

Before the words were finished—

Swish!

With a wave of his hand, Meguro, who was lying down, launched a sneak attack as if throwing something out.

However, Keji had already seen through this, and with his left hand, he parried and smashed the flying object away with a "thud".

His eyes darted around and saw a blood-stained piece of cloth, as if it had just been torn from his Taoist robe.

"Haha, blinding yourself with blood? I've seen this kind of trick a lot lately, but I didn't expect you to come up with something new."

Katsumi smiled and looked at Meguro again, but suddenly froze.

He had anticipated that the big guy could withstand his "three-hit combo down the center line," but the opponent's condition was clearly somewhat strange.

Bloodstains were now visible on his already messy hair.

His eyes were wide open, with bloodshot veins bulging out, and blood even seeping from his eye sockets, flowing out bloody tears that smeared his face.

He didn't care about his dislocated jaw; he just snapped it back into place with a loud "crack".

"Haaaaaaahhhhhh..."

With its tongue lolling out, hot liquid trickled from the corner of its mouth. It showed no sign of pain after being attacked; instead, it became extremely excited, grinning maliciously.

Terada was equally stunned. "What's wrong with that guy? Isn't he afraid of dying at all?"

He turned to ask Bai Mucheng for advice, but suddenly realized that Bai Mucheng was no longer by his side.

"what?"

"..."

On the other side, here are the people in white suits from Tokyo Electric Power Company.

He was standing with his arms crossed, smiling as he watched Masaki Meguro act up.

Although it deviated from the plan and Meguro did not directly confront Shiraki, his battle with Guji Katsumi was no different.

His main purpose in coming here was to gather experience and data.

Unlike "Yokozaki Sapain," Meguro Masaki is a "beast" kept by the chairman of TEPCO and can be used at will.

"Hmph, let them cause as much trouble as they want."

The man in the white suit sneered, "So-called fighters are nothing but a bunch of naive brutes who only know how to solve problems with their bare hands."

"Hmm, I see..."

Bai Mucheng nodded. "Are you trying to use fearless beasts to test my or Brother Keji's moves, and then figure out a way to deal with them?"

The man in the white suit smiled and admitted, "That's exactly right... Oh?!"

He suddenly turned his head and was startled by Bai Mucheng who came to his side, fearing that the other party would suddenly attack him.

Bai Mucheng raised his hands, "Look, no matter what the plan is, this is how I came to your side and posed a threat to you."

"You guys are so indecisive!"

"Furthermore, you underestimate the power of 'bare hands' too much."

Bai Mucheng patted the man in the white suit on the shoulder and laughed, "Anyway, have fun now that you're here!"

"..."

The man in the white suit felt completely bewildered, yet a cold sweat broke out on his brow, and a sense of unease began to rise within him.

At the same time, Meguro had fully recovered.

He let out a strange "Hey ya ya ya" cry, pushed off the ground with his feet, and strode forward at an extremely fast speed, running wildly towards Yuji Katsumi.

He stretched out his arms along the way, still using judo techniques, trying to tackle Katsumi Guji.

As a karate practitioner, Katsumi Guji naturally wouldn't give his opponent a chance.

Swish!

With just a slight shift of his feet, he shifted his position away from Mukuro, causing him to miss his lunge, and then delivered a sweeping kick to his side, sending him flying.

boom!

Muhei flew backward and crashed to the ground again, his face covered in blood from the kicks. But he immediately rolled over, lay on the ground, and shook the blood off his face.

"Hoo..."

"..."

Seeing this, Katsumi Goji whistled, seemingly unfazed. "It's rare to see a judoka this resilient. Should I go a little harder?"

As he spoke, he changed his stance, pulling his right fist back in preparation for unleashing his "Sonic Fist" killing move.

But at this very moment—

Whoa!

The dojo gate was opened again, and a tall, thin man with long hair walked in, along with a police officer with a mustache.

Bai Mucheng turned his head to look.

The latter is an old acquaintance of Shiraki Sei—Sonoda Morio, the "Senior Superintendent" of the Metropolitan Police Department.