Super Fighting Tokyo.

Shadow boxing, also known as "empty punching," involves facing a mirror during training and imagining yourself hitting an opponent, performing various offensive, defensive, dodging, and counter-attacking maneuvers.

The man in black in the back row was a boxing fan and knew the term, but this only made him more confused.

"A simulated practice? You can get injured all over by punching the air? And just now... you were bleeding? How is that possible?!"

"..."

Bai Mucheng thought for a moment, then suddenly stretched out his empty palm, his five fingers spread out.

"Now imagine that I have half a lemon cut in my hand. You can squeeze juice out of the fresh pulp and smell the lemon scent. It's super sour."

And then—

Bai Mucheng suddenly shoved his hand into the mouth of the man in black in the back row and laughed, "Let me lick it for you!"

"Varied--

The men in black in the back row didn't react at all. Following Bai Mucheng's words and imagining what he said, they felt their tongues were sour. Even the two people in the front row couldn't help but salivate.

Shiraki then showed his empty palm.

"The human body is amazing. You just imagined a sour taste, and as a result, you started drooling."

"Then, if we go a step further and imagine things more specifically when practicing shadow boxing, we can get more realistic feedback..."

Such an explanation was something neither the junior leader nor the two men in black had ever heard before.

For the men in black who were simply carrying out their superiors' orders, they all found Shiraki Sei's analogy quite interesting.

But for the petty boss with whom he had a bad relationship, he felt a strange sense of unease, as if he were insignificant in Bai Mucheng's eyes.

Has this guy lost his mind? How come he's chatting with people from the Di'ai Group?

"cut!"

The squad leader frowned and said fiercely, "Whether it's lemon or dried plum, don't try to pull any tricks in tonight's match!"

Unexpectedly, Bai Mucheng used the small leader as a negative example and analyzed to the two men in black: "You see, when you are under a lot of pressure, your mind will become dark and you will be more prone to anger."

The two men in black, who frequently went to collect debts from deadbeats, were also in a bad mood and quickly asked for advice, "So, how should we resolve this?"

"Let's build muscle."

Bai Mucheng leaned back in the back seat and laughed heartily, "More exercise will make you feel better."

The men in black all agreed that it made sense.

The veins on the junior leader's forehead bulged even more.

……

……

The open space of the Shiraki family's dojo.

Bai Mucheng had been walking for more than ten minutes. As darkness fell, You Sha leaned against the wall, fidgeting restlessly, unable to sit still.

She knew that her brother was doing it for her safety, but she was also worried about him.

"..."

While she was thinking, another car drove up from another direction and stopped in front of Yusa.

Yusa became wary and was about to run away when the back door of the car suddenly opened, revealing Garuda waving at her.

"Arisa-kun, over here!" Garuda exclaimed happily, "We've come to pick you up!"

Yusa froze. "Pick me up...where to?"

The driver's side window rolled down, and Wu Fengshui was driving. She patted the car door with a smile, "Of course I'm here to watch your brother fight!"

Chapter Five Madness

“I’ve been investigating the Mischievous Tooth Group these past few days. It seems they really did hire a ‘Kengan Association registered fighter,’ but how could a mid-to-low-level yakuza group afford to pay appearance fees?”

“There are undercurrents flowing within the ‘inner world’…”

Wu Fengshui excitedly licked his lips and waved to the girl by the roadside.

"Tonight will be very interesting. Don't worry, Garuda and I will protect you."

"Arisa-chan, come on boldly!"

"..."

Seeing that You Sha hadn't answered, probably because she didn't plan to go together, Wu Fengshui and Garuda secretly sighed in regret.

But thinking about it carefully, it makes sense. Unlike the women from the "Wu Clan," Arisa is just an "ordinary person." It's normal for her to feel scared when she hears words like "yakuza" and "underground boxing matches."

“If you don’t want to go, there’s no need to force yourself,” Garuda leaned against the car window, comforting Yusa. “We’ll contact you by phone and he’ll tell you the results of the match—”

Before she could finish speaking, Yusa suddenly raised her hands and cheered.

"Alas!"

She ran to the car in a flash, expressed her gratitude to the two people inside, and her eyes lit up with excitement, feeling an indescribable sense of exhilaration.

"..."

This scene, however, stunned Wu Fengshui and Garuda.

Normally, the storyline should be that Arisa, with a worried expression, overcomes her fear, musters her courage, and finally gets into the car with determination.

But now, how come Yusa's eyes are shining, and she's sitting in the car with a "whoosh"?!

"Arisa-kun," Garuda couldn't suppress her curiosity, "you should know where we're going, right? Aren't you a little... scared?"

"No way!"

Yusa rested her chin on her hand and sighed, "I am very worried about my older brother, but I'm not scared—I've always been lucky, so there won't be any problems."

Garuda was even more puzzled.

After all, as far as she knew, the brother and sister, Shiraki Shiro and Sakurai Arisa, were not having a good time; in fact, their lives were quite miserable.

Parents passed away, brother fell seriously ill, dojo went bankrupt, loan sharks harassed her, and her land was coveted by yakuza... How could Yusa claim to be lucky when all these messy things happened one after another?

"For example--"

Yusa counted on her fingers, recalling things one by one.

“I was adopted and met my grandfather and older brother; I wanted to drop out of school to pay for my brother's medical treatment, but someone came to our door offering a loan; my brother and I were about to lose our home, but then my brother's illness was cured…”

"And now—I was worried about my older brother, and then Garuda and Fengshui Sister came to pick me up."

Arisa clenched her fist tightly and said confidently, "As expected, I'm incredibly lucky!"

"..."

Upon hearing this, Wu Fengshui and Garuda exchanged a glance in the rearview mirror.

Because most members of the Wu clan are engaged in assassination, their worldview is very different from that of ordinary people. However, even from the perspective of the Wu clan, Yusa's thought process is still a bit abnormal.

Or rather, it's no wonder it's a family tradition of fighters, it carries a touch of "madness".

……

……

The car drove towards the suburbs.

Away from the city lights, stepping into the dim darkness is like stepping from the "ordinary world" into the "inner world".

The destination was an "underground casino" located in an abandoned resort.

From the outside, the place looks deserted, but once you enter the gate and walk further in, you can see an unfinished building with scaffolding on the outside and no windows installed, but the building is electrified inside.

The car was parked in the open space outside the building.

You Sha, Garuda, and Wu Fengshui got out of the car one after another and looked around.

Tonight is indeed lively.

The open space was filled not only with black sedans in a yakuza style, but also SUVs with haphazard paint jobs, and even motorcycles in the style of a bosozoku (motorcycle gang).

Stepping into the unfinished building, an even more oppressive atmosphere hits you.

Looking around, you can see many gambling establishments operating in a gray area—or even illegally, such as pachinko, mahjong, roulette, Texas Hold'em, blackjack…

Yakuza, biker gangs, thugs, and delinquents—all sorts of "bad guys" roam under the dim lights, making a constant racket.

The air was filled with the scent of cigarettes and cologne, which was slightly pungent.

Yusa couldn't help but swallow hard, murmuring, "Tonight, my brother will be boxing here..."

"wrong."

Upon hearing this, Garuda corrected, "Brother Shiraki is going to have an underground boxing match with a 'Kengan Association registered fighter,' not a real 'Kengan match.'"

Yu Sha asked, puzzled, "What's the difference?"

"There are many levels, and underground fighting also has different levels. Kengan is the top of the pyramid."

The current patriarch of the Wu clan has a deep connection with the Kengan Association, and Garuda, as the patriarch's most beloved great-granddaughter, is also a frequent spectator of Kengan matches.

She listed them off, "For example, the audience—most of the audience for the Kengan matches are members, including many tycoons and politicians; in addition to the bets between the two participants, the off-site betting amounts are also calculated in the tens of millions."

"But most importantly—the atmosphere."

"The atmosphere at a real Kengan match is far more 'exciting' than here."

Garuda yawned boredly, "In other words, even if we bring in registered fighters from the Kengan Association, this place is still just a 'fake'..."

Arisa nodded, probably understanding.

Like a low-level thug who occasionally wanders the streets, they may seem imposing, but if they were to stand shoulder to shoulder with certain tycoons, politicians, scholars, or Olympic champions, their lack of spirit and morale would be clearly visible.

"..."

As Yusa thought this, she looked around, intending to find her older brother first.

However, she suddenly bumped into someone—or more accurately, that person deliberately blocked the way for Arisa and the other two.