Super Fighting Tokyo.

Hao Angsheng turned around and looked at Meguro Masaki, who was grinning and weeping blood.

In fact, Meguro is not simply a madman; he possesses both judo skills and fighting instincts.

"Ah ah ah ah..."

He intended to attack from the very beginning, but even when Hao Angsheng turned his head to reply, he didn't reveal the slightest flaw, leaving Meguro with no way to strike.

"I am a full-fledged fighter at the Tokyo Dome Underground Arena—Ho Angsho!"

"That being said, this is not a competition, but rather an act of heroism or a street fight."

"Even if it takes place in the dojo, it's still real combat!"

"you……"

Gao Ansheng seemed to want to say more, but Meguro had already reached his limit and finally found a way to break through.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Meguro roared menacingly as he charged toward Kouangsheng, unleashing a speed far exceeding that of a sprinter, making him almost invisible.

Swish!

The next moment—

Snapped!

Hao Angsheng kicked out with his left foot, striking Meguro in the neck and sending him flying.

It turns out that the opening just now was deliberately exposed to lure Mukuro into attacking, so that he could launch a counterattack first!

And what he used was not the common side kick with the ball of his foot, but a straight thrust with his big toe!

"Cough!"

He lay on his back with black eyes, clutching his neck and rolling around, coughing up a mouthful of blood.

"I heard you want to gather intelligence?"

Hao Angsheng's expression remained unchanged. "I'll show you! My slashing fist...!!"

Chapter 401 The Man Who Weeps Blood

The situation has changed.

What started as a challenge by judo practitioners to the Shinshin-kai karate movement has turned into an arrest operation by "karate practitioners" against "criminal judo practitioners."

However, for these underground fighting practitioners, the situation is not much different.

"..."

Sonoda took out a folder and handed it to Katsumi Guji to look through, introducing the tragedy that Masaki Meguro had committed twenty years ago.

Katsumi scratched his head. "Oh dear, this feels really dangerous!"

For Katsumi Yuji, who is just over twenty years old, this story from twenty years ago truly evokes a sense of wistfulness, like listening to a tale.

"I think I heard my dad mention that there was once a judo master named 'Meguro' who was later killed."

"Although at that time, there were no rules in the confrontation between martial artists, and it was common for eyes or genitals to be smashed to pieces, it was rare for anyone to die."

Katsumi crossed his arms and looked at Masaki Meguro, who was lying on the ground coughing up blood. "Anyway, that guy's a madman, isn't he? Like Speck..."

"..."

Bai Mucheng nodded in agreement.

Even more so than the insane, death row inmate Spek, Masaki Meguro's bloodlust was even more insane; he simply wanted to kill people with judo.

The Metropolitan Police Department will certainly not let such villains go unpunished.

Shiraki then asked, "Given the Metropolitan Police Department's usual practices, shouldn't Meguro Masaki have assigned a special forces unit to handle this?"

"indeed."

Sonoda Morio nodded. "The former head of the Secret Burial Division, Seiichi Tenma, has been dismissed and imprisoned for serious crimes such as bribery, embezzlement, and concealing crimes."

"The Secret Burial Division has been reorganized and has returned to its original form as a special unit responsible for handling special crimes and high-risk missions."

"This 'teenager M' incident should have been handled by them, but Mr. Hao Angsheng happened to witness it, and I couldn't refuse."

"So we took the initiative and came here first."

Sonoda looked utterly helpless.

Having spent a lot of time with fighters, he knew that once those people decided to do something, they were absolutely impossible to persuade.

……

……

"Hahaha……"

The fallen Muguro let out a hoarse growl from his throat, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, barely managing to catch his breath.

At the same time, Hao Angsheng slowly retracted his leg, touched the ground with his left toes, and finally rooted himself down. His posture was light and steady, and he was flawless.

Even after delivering a fatal blow to Meguro, Kouang Sheng did not let his guard down in the slightest!

Height 177cm, weight 81kg.

—Compared to the burly Masaki Meguro, Kou Aoki's physique is not advantageous, but the aura he exudes is exceptionally imposing!

【Rope-Breaking Technique】Scooping Up, VS, 【The Cryer】Masaki Meguro.

"..."

Seeing this, Terada was somewhat worried.

As a formal disciple of the Divine Heart Society, he was not afraid to confront thugs and even fought with gangsters.

But faced with such a monstrous killer, Terada couldn't figure out how to fight him.

Terada frowned. "Is Teacher Gao alright?"

"Don't worry."

Katsumi patted Terada on the shoulder. "Terada, you need to watch carefully. This is a rare opportunity for guidance."

……

……

"Uh……!"

With a long, low growl, Meguro stood up again, grinned, revealing a mouthful of blood-stained white teeth, and smiled in a ferocious manner.

Tears of blood streamed from his eyes; he just wanted it to be faster...faster...

I can't control myself anymore...!

It was as if his entire body was about to explode, with blood and limbs gushing out, as if he wanted to kill his opponent completely and put him to death!

"Cough! It hurts...it hurts so much, it hurts so much..."

Swish!

Meguro charged forward again, heading straight for Kou's ascent.

At this moment, Hao raised his left side forward, touched the ground with his left toes, planted his right foot on the ground, raised his arms, and spread his palms forward.

It is the classic "Neko-tai" stance in karate, with some improvements made to the details of "Kabuto-ryu Karate"!

Boom boom boom!

With its dark eyes and wild beast-like appearance, it charged forward with great strides, as imposing as before.

Hao Angsheng remained expressionless and quickly thrust his left palm forward.

call out!

The palm struck empty air.

Just as he was about to get close, Meguro suddenly crouched down, dodging the rising left palm of the pickaxe.

At the same time, he raised his right arm and grabbed at Hao Ansheng's left collar.

Swish!

This extremely contorted, beast-like movement is both offensive and defensive, and exudes a strong sense of oppression.

But just as Meguro was about to grab Kou's collar, Kou's right elbow slammed down, hitting Meguro's nose and interrupting his movement.

"Aaaaaah!"

Meguro's nose bled from being hit so hard, but instead of retreating, he advanced, swinging his large hand to grab and swirl.

Swish swish!

This offensive may seem reckless, but it actually targets Hao Angsheng's collar, collarbone, upper arm, and other vital areas. If he is not careful, he will be grabbed and thrown.

Even Terada could see that Meguro Masaki was not just a madman, but was using extremely sophisticated judo techniques!

"Humph!"

Hao raised his knee and hands, flicking and striking repeatedly, easily repelling each of the incoming large hands.

Bang bang bang!

The two exchanged blows and kicks, eventually crossing paths and switching positions.

Just when everyone thought the battle was evenly matched, Meguro suddenly screamed in agony.

"It hurts...it hurts so much! It hurts so much!!"

—!?

Upon closer inspection, everyone saw that Meguro's judo uniform was torn, and his arms and upper body were covered in blood, as if he had been cut by countless sharp blades!

Blood dripped down, staining the dojo floor red.

In contrast, Gao Angsheng was in excellent condition, not even injured in the slightest, with only a few bloodstains on his hands and elbows.