Super Fighting Tokyo.

That's exactly the spirit we're looking for!

Luke clapped his hands, then stepped sideways to his side. "The early bird catches the worm! Come on, let's make our move!"

Ode!

【Charge with Fighting Spirit】!

Shiramu pushed off the ground and charged forward, closing in on Luke at incredible speed. He unleashed a flurry of light punches before switching to a low sweeping kick.

Bang! Bang! Smash!

But Luke skillfully blocked all of these attacks.

He even managed to dodge the sweeping kick by slightly retreating, then immediately followed up with a left leg kick that struck Shiramu Cheng's shin, causing him to lean forward.

Luke took the opportunity to lower his center of gravity and cut in, then used his left elbow to strike Shiramoto's face as he leaned forward.

[Broken nose]!

boom!

—?!

Bai Mucheng was instantly hit in the nose and bled profusely. He felt a stinging sensation in his eyes and took two steps back.

How is it? Is it alright?

"can!"

Bai Mucheng wiped the blood from his nose, his body swayed with his steps, he swung his arms and clenched his fists again.

Luke grinned, revealing a set of white teeth.

He has two noticeable scars on his face: one runs from his forehead to his cheek, diagonally across his right eye, and the other runs diagonally from below his left eye to his jaw.

But combined with that smile, there was no hint of ferocity; on the contrary, it was exceptionally refreshing.

{That's exactly the feeling!}

Bang bang bang!

The two exchanged blows, constantly attacking and defending, greatly increasing the intensity of their sparring practice.

Finally, Shiraki, exhausted and panting, collapsed to the ground, his entire body soaked in sweat.

Luke finally stopped and gave his apprentice a thumbs up.

Great, keep up the good work!

As he spoke, Luke was about to take his leave.

But at that moment, a sudden change occurred—

Suddenly, the ink-wash painting in the distance began to churn, followed by a dark shadow that shot out, its details completely obscured, and vanished in the blink of an eye.

{……! ? }

Both master and apprentice were taken aback.

Then, Luke suddenly realized something, put his hands on his hips, and chuckled: "Haha, he's still full of energy! Was he attracted by your energy, apprentice?"

{Perhaps because it was our first meeting? He was still a little shy…}

Luke waved his hand, showing no intention of revealing the truth. Instead, he lectured Shiramu Cheng, "You need to concentrate even more, or you'll miss it!"

"……what!"

Bai Mucheng, who was lying on the ground, barely managed to raise a thumb to indicate that he was listening—although he was still full of questions.

……

……

Practice over.

Rest and stretch.

Finally, of course, you have to take a hot shower.

The weather was still getting colder, so when Wu Fengshui went shopping, he picked out a few dry clothes for Bai Mucheng, which would be very convenient to change into.

"..."

I had lunch with the gang members in the camp.

Afterward, Shiramu Cheng chewed the last bite, got up, and swayed away from the camp, disappearing at the end of the street.

The younger men were puzzled.

"Hey, where is Boss Shiraki going?"

"Shall we take a walk after dinner?"

"..."

……

Bai Mucheng was indeed taking a walk, but this time he went quite far, passing through the Three Wolves in one breath and going directly to the intersection of the Six Insects, Four Turtles, and Three Wolves.

【Fierce Tiger】Wakatsuki Samurai is currently staying at this camp and sparring with martial arts masters in the vicinity.

However, Shiraki Cheng did not come to see Wakatsuki.

He walked straight into the camp, put his hands in his pockets, and stood leisurely in front of the many experts.

"I said..."

Bai Mucheng raised an eyebrow and looked at the crowd before him. "I'd like to freely wander around the inner city—on my own turf, is that alright?"

Upon hearing this, the surrounding experts were immediately stunned.

They pondered Bai Mucheng's words repeatedly, and finally the camp leader—a master of short sticks—stepped forward to confirm with Bai Mucheng.

"Brother, do you mean you don't intend to just spar, but rather to take over our territory?"

The short stick expert was slightly annoyed. "Are you going to turn the entire inner city into your territory and then stroll around freely?!"

Bai Mucheng looked up at the sky and said, "I just suddenly had the idea to do this. I didn't mean to bother you. As long as you acknowledge it, that's fine."

"Haha, isn't that a bit too casual? It's practically a provocation..."

The short stick expert understood immediately, and his right hand was already on the short stick at his waist.

The next second—

Swish!

The expert grabbed the short stick and swung it upwards, but before he could even begin, Shiramu Cheng's left jab had already struck his opponent's jaw.

Whoosh!

With just one strike, the short stick expert's eyes rolled back, and he collapsed unconscious to the ground.

"..."

Shiramu looked back at the camp and, seeing that no one was fighting anymore, nodded and smiled, "In that case, I'll continue my stroll in my territory."

After saying that, he continued walking forward.

Only then did everyone in the camp suddenly come to their senses and realize what Bai Mucheng was trying to do.

"Could it be..."

As they watched the other person's departing figure, the people in the camp burst into exclamations.

"Is the invasion war going back on track!?"

"Hey, someone's really going to break through the entire inner city!"

"Shiraki Cheng, who defeated [Second Master], is going to take a stroll around the inner city and inspect his territory!"

"The battle for territory in the inner city has begun again!"

"Charge! [Battle Spirit]!"

"Just like that, all the neighborhoods you've walked through will become your territory!"

"Then, stroll around the inner city thoroughly! The kind of leisurely stroll that leaves no room for gossip!"

"Alas……"

Cheers erupted, transforming into all sorts of blessings as Bai Mucheng embarked on this journey.

……

……

In this way, Shiraki Cheng traversed the Four Turtle Street, knocked down two or three more experts from different camps, and took over the Four Turtle Street in one fell swoop.

Heading westward, we entered the territory of the neighboring "Six Insects Street".

[Demon Spear] Kuroki Gensai, who is temporarily residing in the central camp, heard the news first and has been waiting for Shiraki Sei for a long time.

Or perhaps, the reason why Kuroki Gensai, having completed his mission, remained in the inner city was to wait for Shiroki Cheng to come and have a chat.

The two of them each took a bottle of water and sat down by the extinguished campfire.

Kuroki Gensai said in a deep voice, "Hmm! Young man, have you made your goal clear?"

"..."

Bai Mucheng drank his water and thought about it seriously.

"Mr. Kebar's punches taught me how to view 'foothold' and showed me the power of foothold."

"And now, regardless of whether the inner city is truly the 'freest city on earth,' there is, in this city, the 'freest man on earth.'"

"—That's why I can't bear to leave no matter what."

Shiraki Shigeaki tilted his head and glanced in the direction of the Tokita Street area, which was the last stop of his walk.

"After establishing a foothold, I also want to understand the power of freedom."

"If you want to know the answer to this question, you can only go to that 'free' man—[The Unbound] Bisket O'Lewis."

Shiramu Cheng grinned, smiling broadly.

"Regardless of what Oliva himself thinks, this is my guess—"