Super Fighting Tokyo.

Bai Mucheng charged forward and delivered a side kick that struck the burly man in the neck.

[Ryuo Uppercut Kick]!

boom!

This kick sent the burly man with the headband flying backward with a scream, spitting blood from his mouth and nose. He crashed into the thugs behind him and was then bounced forward again.

Swish!

Bai Mucheng stomped his left foot forward, aimed at the head of the returning burly man with the headband, and then delivered a powerful headbutt.

[Zangief's headbutt]!

boom! !

The burly man in the headband was hit on the bridge of his nose, which dented in a large area. He staggered backward, blood spurting from his mouth and nose, and collapsed to the ground with a crooked mouth and slanted eyes.

"Aha—!"

Shiraki grinned and turned to look at the other villains.

He felt incredibly excited, like the most savage gladiator in the arena, his mind going wild, causing tears to well up in his eyes.

wow...

A tall, robust, and imposing figure, over two meters tall, was clapping and celebrating not far away.

{Hmm, taking out the most important person in the team first—that's a good tactic!}

Her voice was feminine, yet full of heroic spirit.

{...Hmm? You want to know what power is? That's a very direct question!}

{Great, I like it!}

Want to find the answer to this question?

The burly woman crossed her arms and opened her eyes wide with boundless energy.

At the same time, several thugs around them came to their senses and looked at Bai Mucheng, wanting to avenge their leader. They used their numbers to surround and attack him.

"—!!"

Without a second thought, Bai Mucheng twisted his waist and hips and threw a punch, smashing it into the face of the person in front.

"Shh!!"

With a muffled thud, the man's jaw shattered on the spot, scattering his white teeth all over the ground in a clattering mess.

Blood splattered, staining the white wooden fist red.

He immediately pushed off the ground and charged into the midst of the villains, focusing all his attention on fighting against them all!

That's exactly it!

The burly woman clapped her hands. {My definition of 'power' is…}

Can we take that step?

"..."

Shiraki Sei was able to glimpse the new phantom and hear his new master's words, but he didn't have time to respond or think about it in detail.

As more thugs regained their senses, they swarmed in to attack.

"Pah! He's nobody!"

"There are over a hundred people in this camp! How can we let outsiders look down on us!?"

"Kill him! Go!"

"..."

Despite this, an undeniable anxiety is gradually spreading among the villains.

Someone has already noticed...

What Shiramu Cheng did was not out of a "scheming" attempt to restrain or provoke, but rather something simpler, more direct, more brutal, and more powerful—

Block the door! Fight!!

Chapter 429 Four-way brawl!

Licheng, the side exit of the Three Wolves Street area.

The thugs gathered together, forming layers upon layers, and erupted into a noisy commotion.

"Hey, let's go!"

"He was all alone... all alone..."

"Don't shoot, you idiot! He's deliberately adjusting his position; you'll accidentally hit someone!"

"Why think so much? Just kill him!"

"..."

The thugs were saying frightening things.

However, even those at the very front were still two or three steps away from Shiramu Cheng in the center of the encirclement, and dared not move any further.

The closer the villain is to the front, the more desperately they are thinking—

What exactly is the purpose of this "outsider" who suddenly barged into the inner city?

Was it to stop the riots in the inner city? To uphold justice?

Or perhaps, he wants to take this opportunity to make a name for himself in the inner city?

Or perhaps, to gain money? Territory?

"..."

The more I pondered it, the harder it became to answer, and the more uneasy I felt.

Because if there is no answer, then the purpose of this "outsider" is not related to power and wealth, but something "more superficial"—

He came solely for the fight!

No, it wasn't about relying on the support of powerful forces, or secretly plotting something... it wasn't that kind of battle.

Instead, it's a fight fought entirely alone, even bare-handed, based solely on physical strength—a fight of pure, unadulterated power!

...This is outrageous.

Facing over a hundred fully armed members of the Licheng militia, is he really going to fight 1v100+ with his bare hands?!

Is this really something a "human" person would consider?!

"you you……"

After catching their breath several times, some of the thugs were the first to regain their senses and their fighting spirit was rekindled.

That's for sure.

After all, the truth is that Bai Mucheng is all alone, and he can't get past the more than one hundred villains from the inner city with just a little trick of "intimidation".

Once reality is recognized, what follows is the fury of the villains!

"Pooh!"

One of the thugs wielding a knife spat, "Our camp is big enough to fight a street battle in the inner city. You can just die!"

After saying that, he launched the first attack, slashing his sword down at Shiramu Cheng.

Swish!

Bai Mucheng leaped forward, spun around to avoid the blade, and then delivered a powerful backhand punch that struck the knife-wielding thug squarely in the face.

--boom! !

With a muffled thud, the thug's nose and front teeth were shattered, and he cried out as he staggered backward, lying on his back in the crowd behind him.

"brake!"

Bai Mucheng didn't hesitate. After a loud shout, he chased after them and disappeared into the crowd three steps away.

"In that case, 'scale' becomes useless, buddy!"

Snapped!

Bai Mucheng kicked the knife-wielding thug in the face, using it as a springboard, while simultaneously shoving his right leg into the ground and turning around to unleash two rapid drunken punches.

Boom!

The thugs who were attacking from behind were hit by two half-clenched drunken punches, and were forced to retreat with their eyes half-closed, tears and blood gushing from their noses.

At the same time, thugs were closing in from both the left and right sides.

Shiraki Cheng swept out a Muay Thai elbow strike with his left arm, followed by a wrestling karate chop with his right palm.

Bang! Smash!

These two movements incorporate the styles of both "Sagat" and "Zangief," and are then activated with the [Engine o-motsu].

Mastering the moves isn't enough; you also need to be able to spot the right moment and execute the right move!

"Aha!"

With a loud shout, Bai Mucheng instantly repelled the four men.

Seeing that this wasn't enough, someone immediately shouted, "Let's all attack together and pin him down!!"

Swish!

Some people were carrying knives, some were holding sticks, some were bare-handed, some were holding brass knuckles or chains, and of course, there were daggers...

In an instant, almost seven or eight people rushed forward.

As they pressed towards Bai Mucheng, he shifted his feet to dodge, simultaneously spotting an opening in the crowd and sweeping a kick to the lower body of a key figure.

Whoa!