Super Fighting Tokyo.

Face, nose, chest, abdomen, arms...

Kebar was hit all over his body and was slammed to the ground. He was then chased down by Shiraki's punches and crashed into the ground.

Boom—!

Kebar fell to the ground, his back slamming into the sand, creating a large crater, the dust around him outlining his body.

"ah!"

Shiramu Cheng continued his movements without stopping, raising his large foot and stomping down fiercely.

Zangief Energy Stomping!

Boom!

He stomped his heel heavily on Kebar's face, causing blood to splatter like a puddle, staining Bai Mucheng's trousers and calves red.

"..."

After stomping that kick, Shiraki Cheng was clearly exhausted and desperately needed to catch his breath.

He staggered backward, putting some distance between himself and Kebar.

At this moment, Kebar's face was covered in blood, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and his pupils in the middle of his eyelids were unfocused as he silently gazed at the sky.

His singing continues.

“Ee-er… ya-ha… the moment of departure…”

With a "crack," he broke free of the hole in the ground, turned around, and lay face down, gripping the sand and gravel tightly with both hands.

"laugh……!"

Wisps of hot white steam rose from Kebar's mouth and nose.

He braced himself with his hands on the ground and slowly propped himself up.

Upon seeing this, the surrounding audience erupted in cheers.

"Oh...I want to stand up!!"

"Kebar still wants to stand up—!"

"Can you stand up?!"

"Bai Mucheng is also teetering on the brink of collapse. Is he about to fall?!"

"..."

Strangely, the noisy sounds gradually transformed into the sound of ocean waves, reaching Kebar's ears and calming his mind.

Kebar looked up and saw Shiraki Cheng barely managing to assume a side stance, but his head had already drooped involuntarily, exhaling hot breath and drops of blood.

Taking several punches from Kebar would cause Shiraki Sho considerable damage.

That's true, after all, it was "my" fist...

Kebar supported himself with his hands on the ground, thinking of Shiramu Cheng.

Is he still able to fight?

Ah, judging from his movements, he really does want to fight...

But who was he fighting for? Or what was he fighting for?

...And me?

Kebar suddenly realized.

He once told Oliva: "If you need something or someone to fight, that is actually a weakness."

But looking at the shaky yet still standing Shiraki, Kebar's opinion changed slightly, or rather, he realized the truth.

He examined his past, recalled his reasons for fighting, and suddenly discovered the answer.

For whom? For—

The poor and weak people.

A mother emaciated, a baby crying incessantly, a helpless elderly person, a weak and exhausted man, a sick person barely clothed...

It was seeing all this that made the peerless young pirate, Kaibar, determined to make his home island independent!

Therefore, he knelt on the ground, clasped his hands together, and prayed for the poor and weak people;

Therefore, he called on the people of the island to fight for independence!

Even with a bloody head and unbearable pain, he dared to challenge a giant cruise ship tens of thousands of times his size with only a small pirate ship!

It's like a tiny island that dares to challenge the United States—this behemoth.

To protect the weak, we challenge the behemoth!

For the poor and vulnerable people...

—That's exactly what Kebar is fighting for!

As long as the reasons remain, Kebar can rise up countless times!

"..."

Thinking this, Kebar slowly stood up, one hand on his hip.

The audience's cheers grew even louder.

"They've stood up!"

"Kebarh has stood up!"

"He can still fight!!"

"..."

Kebar opened his eyes wide, staring straight ahead at Shiramu Cheng, who had caught his breath.

He was very curious: what was Shiramu Cheng fighting for?

But Kebar didn't ask that question.

There's no need to ask these questions, because the answer lies in the battle itself; as long as you fight, everything will become clear!

"..."

Kebal's hair was blown by the wind.

"Today is a good day to die."

He uttered that powerful catchphrase again, but this time he took the initiative to explain—

"This saying originated among American soldiers."

"Soldiers who have been on dangerous battlefields all like to say this phrase."

"But the truth behind this statement is a complete lie."

Kebar said slowly:

"These are not words spoken in preparation for death, but words spoken in preparation for life."

"In order to survive the brutal war, in order to fight bravely, and then return alive to our homeland..."

"..."

Bai Mu understood and adjusted himself with each breath.

He returned to his side stance and understood the true meaning of Kebar's words.

On a good day to die—there is no need to die.

No matter when—there is only one thing to do, and that is to live in the present!

"Great, fantastic!"

A sharp light shone from the depths of Bai Mucheng's eyes, following his movements and leaving two distinct streaks of light in the air.

His aura distorted the space around him.

Punch, kick, elbow, knee, bump, hug, jump...

All skills can be acquired at will, which means being free and at ease.

[The Intent to Kill]!

Upon seeing this, the audience swallowed hard, but before they could even exclaim in surprise, they sensed another twisted aura.

—?!

Turning his head, he saw that a strong wind had already blown over Kebar's side, making his figure seem to twist and the space around him swirling and contorting!

"The wind is nice..."

Kebar stepped out and landed on the ground.

Even if a fierce wind rises, one should never give up on life!

Victory is imminent!

Chapter 471 Earth's Core

The audience could sense it subtly.

Shiraki Cheng, yes, Kebar—

This battle has long surpassed the limits that the inner city can contain, reaching a higher realm!

huh... huh...

The autumn wind howled.

Kebar's figure seemed to be twisted and swayed by the wind, his whole body trembling, his muscles tightening in rhythm with his breathing.

At this moment, Kebar's aura was not that of a "human," but rather that of a "beast"!