Super Fighting Tokyo.

Bai Mucheng drifted off to sleep, not knowing how much time had passed.

Perhaps, it's because I slept enough;

Or perhaps, it was the fighting spirit emanating from the surroundings that attracted them and triggered their senses;

He woke up slowly.

Although her eyes were bandaged and she was wearing sunglasses, her hearing and skin tactile sensation were unaffected.

Shiraki Cheng could hear the sounds of sparring and practice coming from the courtyard and inside the house, respectively.

He could also feel the sunlight on his skin, which felt warm to the touch, indicating that the sun was shining brightly and it wasn't evening yet.

Who is there?

It's invisible.

But this scene gave Bai Mucheng a feeling of complete integration, as if everything was one and inseparable.

Bai Mucheng couldn't help but wonder if his "Dao" lay within this.

Then, he switched to a lighter approach—

Ah, even though we can't see it, this scene must be incredibly beautiful right now, right?

"Great, fantastic."

The white wood support is enough to satisfy me.

……

……

As night fell, the Fighting Spirit Martial Arts Academy returned to its usual tranquility.

My friends left one after another.

Arisa and Maruk went back to their respective rooms to sleep.

Bai Mucheng was helped back to their bedroom by Wu Fengshui, where they enjoyed a quiet and pleasant night.

Tonight is different from yesterday.

Wu Fengshui has rested for a day and has fully recovered his strength; he is in excellent condition.

The girl suddenly suggested that she wanted to try what it felt like to be blindfolded.

Shiramu Cheng: "..."

The girl blinked her black-and-white eyes, smiled, and said softly, "I want to try what it feels like to be blindfolded."

Shiramu Cheng: "Am I the only one who should try?"

Wu Fengshui nodded and began taking off his clothes. "Yes."

"..."

"Be careful, be careful... ugh!?"

As it turned out, being blind made one more vulnerable to being at a huge disadvantage, suppressed by [Liberation], with no chance of fighting back.

……

……

three days later.

Shiraki Cheng's eyes have recovered considerably. Under the premise of avoiding direct sunlight, he can now occasionally remove the bandages indoors and wear sunglasses to avoid the light.

His body also got plenty of rest and became more toned.

"..."

In the morning, the sound of hitting sandbags could be heard from the training hall.

This is Shiraki Sei's daily practice.

Bang! Bang bang!!

He aimed at the sandbag and punched and kicked relentlessly, working up a comfortable sweat all over his body.

During the break, Wu Fengshui came over with a stack of documents.

"Shiraki-chan, the main function of the key card in your possession and that of [Tiger] Wakatsuki Samurai has been identified. It was indeed created by Penasonic Electronics President 'Urida Kazukizo'."

"IDEAL and the Insect Organization, using some unknown method, threatened Guada and created many key cards, each corresponding to one of the entrances and exits of the 'Inner City'."

"Specifically, it refers to the highest level of authority to open and close entrances and exits."

Wu Fengshui stretched.

"In other words, the key card in Shiraki's hand is the highest-level key that can directly close the outer gate of the 'Three Wolves' area."

Large items must be transported through import and export channels.

"Therefore, if one can control all the key cards and has the support of high-ranking officials in the political arena, one can hold many people by the throat. Combined with the advantage of numbers, one will have the opportunity to gradually erode their power."

Wu Fengshui then pulled out two more photos, one of Guada and the other of Inaba Ryo.

"According to internal intelligence from the Wu clan, these two should have taken the opportunity to escape and took most of the key cards with them, distributing them to various places and temporarily stopping some kind of conspiracy by IDEAL and the insects."

"The Wu family is still investigating the more detailed matters."

Bai Mucheng understood.

……

……

That afternoon, the sky was somewhat overcast, and there was no strong direct sunlight.

Feeling bored, Bai Mucheng put on his sunglasses and went to the hospital to change his dressing, taking the opportunity to wander around.

"..."

After changing his dressing, Bai Mucheng left the hospital and planned to go to a nearby coffee shop to sit down and have some dessert.

On the road, he met two long-lost friends—

【Asura】Ten Demon Snake King Horse.

Also, there's his Kengan partner and friend, Kazuo Yamashita.

Chapter 417 A Simple Question

Tokita Ohma still sports his signature seaweed-like hairstyle.

Wearing a casual outfit with a hooded jacket, he looked much better than before, and his body had become more and more robust.

What about Yamashita Kazuo?

Wearing a company suit and tie, he still had the air of a weak middle-aged man, but the fatigue from years of overtime work had eased considerably.

Recently, Yamashita Kazuo has been following Ohma around, taking care of his life. He seems to be doing nothing productive, but his schedule is actually more regular than when he was working.

"Yo!"

Wang Ma raised his hand in greeting.

Shiraki Cheng grinned and replied, "Long time no see, how have you been?"

With his hands in his pockets, Wang Ma smiled faintly and said, "It's the same as before, playing matches and fighting. It's just that I've been thinking about a lot of things from the past lately."

"Great, fantastic!"

Bai Mucheng patted Wang Ma on the shoulder, "Come and practice at the Fighting Spirit Martial Arts Hall when you have time. There haven't been any fights on the stage lately, the smell of blood is almost gone."

"Okay, but I might not be free lately. I need to find other people to hang out with."

Wang Ma looked Bai Mucheng up and down, and seeing that the other man's clothes were wrapped in bandages and that there was a wound on his neck, he guessed that he had recently been in a fierce battle.

"You...look like you've been beaten up pretty badly!"

"More than that! He almost went blind!"

Shiramu Cheng complained with a long face, feeling uncomfortable chatting while standing, so he simply suggested, "Want to go for coffee? There's also dessert, it's on me."

Yamashita Kazuo glanced at his watch. "There's enough time."

Wang Ma nodded, smiled, and rubbed his stomach. "I'm also hungry, so we won't be polite."

……

……

The three of them went to a coffee shop near the hospital.

Master Long once said—

Fighters expend a great deal of physical energy, which is probably why many of them have a strong craving for sweets.

Shiraki Sei is especially like this; he could even be considered a dessert connoisseur, enjoying trying everything from traditional to modern styles.

Shiramu Cheng recommended a few models.

Wang Ma wasn't one to stand on ceremony. After ordering, he rested his chin on his hand and muttered, "I'm not full from desserts, Yamashita Kazuo. How about we go for yakiniku tonight?"

Yamashita Kazuo suddenly felt a headache coming on, "I just ate this last night..."

Wang Ma didn't care at all. "You've already digested it in a day, haven't you?"

"And there's breakfast and lunch too..."

Yamashita Kazuo was already covered in sweat. He was only able to afford the food provided by Ohma because the Nogi Group had recently sponsored him with another sum of money.

When seven or eight desserts were served, Shiraki Seiwa and Ohma began to feast.

Seeing this, Yamashita Kazuo broke out in even more sweat and said helplessly, "The digestive abilities of you two fighters are truly something that I, a middle-aged man, envy."

After thinking for a moment, Shiraki and Ohma suggested in unison, "Let's go build some muscle."

"..."