Super Fighting Tokyo.

The once confident and optimistic young man has now been completely shattered, exposing his true nature.

Hypocrisy, pretentiousness, arrogance, insolence, conceit, ego...

All of this, along with tears, snot, saliva... all mixed together, turning into a glistening liquid, stubbornly exposed!

Rito glanced at it a few times and felt a little strange. "Why do I suddenly feel that it's not shameful? Or even ugly?"

Shiraki thought for a moment, "Because it's very 'frank', right?"

"……Yes."

Another voice came.

It turned out to be "Matsumoto Koe," who had just finished taking care of Hanma Baki in the locker room and was planning to go home alone when she ran into everyone here.

She looked at little Ali kneeling on the ground, weeping, and murmured, "That way, there was nothing wrong with it."

As Shaojiang continued walking forward, he passed by Xiao Ali, who was kneeling on the ground, and suddenly bent down and gently hugged him.

Her clothes were covered in Ali's tears, but Koji didn't think it was a big deal.

"..."

Gradually, Xiao Ali stopped sobbing, released her emotions, and her expression returned to normal.

He stood up, bowed to Shaojiang in thanks, and then couldn't help but ask curiously, "Excuse me, why did you hold me so tightly? So gently and attentively..."

Shaojiang answered very frankly.

Even more frankly than when Little Ali knelt and wept.

“I think your mother… would definitely do the same…”

"I am not your lover, but even so, I love you."

Shaojiang calmly said, "To love someone, you don't need romantic feelings. Your mother didn't have romantic feelings for you, but she still loved you."

"—That's what I think. Goodbye."

Shaojiang nodded, then turned and left again.

Little Ali was left alone, staring at the empty corridor in front of him.

He suffered a crushing defeat in the fight.

And what about love? Baki Hanma didn't even compete with him; he didn't even have the right to be a loser...

"..."

……

The group that had been secretly observing from the corner also left and found another elevator.

Along the way, Rito exclaimed from the bottom of his heart, "Matsumoto Koe—no wonder she's Baki Hanma's girlfriend! I always felt she was a bit too strong..."

"By the way, is that Kozue really a high school student? Even Yujiro Hanma remembers her, that's really amazing!"

"..."

Li Ren kept chattering away, and the atmosphere quickly returned to its previous lively state, with everyone laughing and talking.

As for Little Ali?

Who knows?

That's just how it is with fighters; some fall, some leave the stage, some experience regret, and some persevere...

—That's the only road.

……

……

The next day.

After finishing his morning exercise, Bai Mucheng rested and took a shower.

After drying himself off and getting dressed, he told everyone that he was going out to visit a friend and would have lunch at his friend's place, so there was no need to wait for him.

"..."

Wu Fengshui lay on the sofa, somewhat curious, "Bai Muqin, who are you going to see?"

"The old gentleman of this headquarters—Izou of this headquarters."

Shiraki put on his coat. "Kaiya is also at the old man's dojo at headquarters. I want to talk to him about survival skills on the battlefield."

Although Master Gu Lie was familiar with these things, he was not a local after all.

Regarding supplies and more specific localization details, we still have to find that "active special forces soldier" - [Earth God] Kaeya.

Chapter 426 I've Become Stronger

It was late autumn, and the weather was perfect.

Shiraki walked down the street, his well-developed muscles filling out his autumn clothes, almost perfectly showcasing the cut and style of the garments.

With a height of 187cm and a muscular physique like a clothes hanger, he is quite eye-catching on the street.

Occasionally, a few young girls passing by would spot Bai Mucheng from afar and try to strike up a conversation with him to get his contact information.

But once you get close, you can see that there are scars of all sizes on Shiraki's exposed skin.

Face, neck... and of course, hands.

His hands were covered in calluses and scars, to the point that they were unbearable to look at. Anyone who glanced at them would stop and hesitate, a sense of unease creeping into their mind.

This guy must get into fights all the time, right?

"..."

Shiramu Cheng continued walking.

At an intersection, he happened to meet a handsome young man wearing a hoodie.

It was "Hanma Baki".

He must have just finished his morning run and was covered in a light sweat. He was replenishing his fluids and adjusting his breathing by walking.

Good morning, [Champion]!

"Ah? It's Brother Shiraki..."

Baki was somewhat surprised, since Shiraki rarely walked this way when training, so he guessed that there must have been something else going on that caused the encounter.

Since they were going the same way, they walked together.

"..."

Recalling the "challenge" that took place last night in the underground arena of the dome, Shiraki Cheng couldn't help but sigh.

"It's really time to get ready for the fight! Yujiro Hanma vs. Baki Hanma..."

Shiraki Cheng grinned, "Truly amazing!"

Baki wiped the water from the corner of his mouth, his expression calm. "It's just a father-son argument that happens in every family. It's nothing to brag about."

Shiraki looked up at the sky and said, "Yes, that's exactly the kind of thing 'Baki Hanma' would think."

"Ha ha……"

Hearing this, Baki smiled helplessly, "Whether it's Shiraki or Mr. Guji, why do you all say that?"

The boy raised his eyebrows and sighed.

"My pursuit of martial arts and strength is not to become the 'strongest on earth'."

"It's just that my father happens to be the strongest on earth, so I had no choice..."

"If Dad is the weakest creature on Earth, then I'll just become the 'second weakest' creature. It's that simple."

"..."

Shiraki understood, so he changed his tune, "Yes, that's indeed a thought that a 'son' would have."

"Like 'Baki Hanma,' they are both remarkable..."

Bai Mucheng smiled faintly and sighed.

At the next intersection, he patted Baki on the shoulder, pointed in another direction, and said, "I'm going this way. See you later!"

"Ah, okay."

Baki glanced around. "That direction... is that Mr. Honbu's dojo? Shiraki-kun, do you need to see Mr. Honbu?"

Shiramu Cheng nodded, "I still want to go and explore that 'lawless zone'."

……

……

Headquarters Jujutsu Dojo (Practical Jujutsu Dojo)

The curator here is the middle-aged man with long silver hair, a stocky build, and sparse stubble on his face.

Honbu Izo, a master of ancient-style practical jujitsu.

Compared to the Fighting Spirit Martial Arts Hall, this dojo has a more traditional architectural style, characterized by simplicity and unpretentiousness, while also subtly conveying the murderous aura of "ancient martial arts".

Shiraki Cheng visited.

At this time, there were two other people in the dojo, both of whom were old friends of Shiraki Cheng.

One of the disciples of the main branch, the bald, baby-faced special forces war god - [Earth God] Kaeya;

And, the master of boxing—[Fist Hero] Retsukai-oh;

Kaiya was someone Shiraki had arranged long ago.

Retsukai-oh's visit was purely coincidental; he simply came to the headquarters' dojo to sit down, exchange recent observations, and share his cultivation insights.

"..."