Super Fighting Tokyo.

He is about 182cm tall and weighs around 112kg, with extremely well-developed muscles.

But what is most impressive, and also most unsettling, is his pair of "eyes".

— It is a chilling “pale white”.

Both the pupil and the eyeball are a deep white, with only a "circle" as the boundary of the pupil.

Like a dead man, he was filled with broken madness, yet he enjoyed this state immensely, revealing an unspeakable brutality.

"..."

Shiraki acknowledged that person

He was the former leader of the evil organization "Shadow Luo," who was defeated by a group of fighters and should have died, but he was resurrected and returned.

Now, he has lost a lot of his memory, and although he is still cruel and arrogant, he has unknowingly changed his way of doing things.

He temporarily abandoned his ambition to rule the world, instead wandering alone, fixated on satisfying his "hunger" through battle.

Azure darkness, those shrouded in ominous light, chosen by spiritual power, an endless nightmare!

Its name is Vega!

As Master Ryu commented: Putting aside his evil heart and power, Vega can be said to be the pinnacle of fighters.

{Hmph, you heard that too?}

Vega crossed his arms and raised his chin, which was covered with sparse stubble.

That sound was so pleasant!

{Power attracts power... understand?}

Vega took a step, each foot stomping with a solid, muffled sound, accompanied by an overwhelming surge of ink-wash painting, gradually approaching Bai Mucheng.

Those who crave power in order to become strong will inevitably seek out opponents against whom they can wield their power.

{You want to fight that savage?}

{…}

Before he could finish speaking, Vega suddenly delivered a heavy punch to Shiramu Cheng's abdomen.

The white wooden support held up the arm for defense.

Bang!

The fist struck Bai Mucheng's forearm muscle, sending him staggering back several meters, leaving two scratch marks on the sandy ground.

{snort!}

Vega gripped the five fingers of his right hand, which was clenched into a fist.

A faint blue light emanated from between the bandaged fingers, merging and coexisting with the dark purple spiritual energy.

Boom!

Vega clenched his right fist so hard that the air seemed to vibrate.

{You're going to use [Exhaustion] to touch my mental power?}

Oh, that's interesting. I'll give it a try.

{Teaching you some techniques might help me recover some of my fragmented memories.}

{As for you, you'd better work harder, lest I wipe you out.}

Vega slowly lowered his center of gravity, his left arm forward with his fingers spread and pressed down, and his right arm half-clenched and raised to chest level, occasionally clenching it a few times.

His stance was like that of a wild beast ready to pounce at any moment, as if he were about to strike!

{……bring it on.}

Chapter 535 Two Favorites

It was evening.

Upon returning from work, Wu Fengshui went back to the Douhun Martial Arts Academy and found Bai Mucheng still practicing in the courtyard.

The sandy ground was riddled with holes from the fighting, and drops of blood were scattered all around. Bai Mucheng's face was covered in a large amount of blood, mixed with sweat.

At this moment, Shiramu Cheng's stance had changed.

Stand with your feet shoulder-width apart, knees slightly bent, and lower your weight to your thighs, slightly behind the center.

Press your left hand forward, with your fingers slightly bent and fingertips pointing forward.

He raised his right fist to protect his ribs, but instead of pressing it tightly against his skin as usual, it was in a more relaxed state, ready to strike.

"call……"

Wisps of hot air flowed from Bai Mucheng's mouth.

His eyes trembled, and the whites of his eyes were bloodshot. He maintained the "engine" state for a long time, pushing his physical strength to the limit.

finally--

Bang!

He felt as if he had been struck hard in the chest, and was knocked back a few steps. He grinned and looked in front of him, then immediately delivered a flying knee strike.

Swish-!

In the state of "exhaustion", the flying knee strikes like an arrow, moving at an unbelievable speed, and even making a shattering sound as it cuts through the air.

despair……

When Bai Mucheng landed, his body swayed a few times, and finally he collapsed to the ground, soaked in his own sweat.

"..."

Wu Fengshui greeted him from the sidelines, and Bai Mucheng, lying on the ground, turned his head and grinned in response.

Are you free tomorrow?

"Yes, I have!"

"Want to go watch the game together? It's for my friend Katsumi."

"it is good!"

The girl agreed with a smile.

……

……

The next day, early in the morning.

Around five o'clock, before the sun had risen, Bai Mucheng and Wu Fengshui set off from home.

Their destination was, of course, the Tokyo Dome, but not the underground arena; rather, it was the enormous stadium located above ground.

These were the conditions proposed by Tokugawa Mitsunari during the Battle of Pico in Guji.

Firstly, the match will start at 6:00 AM.

Secondly, the match is not held underground, but on an above-ground stadium.

According to Tokugawa's private revelation, these two conditions were proposed by "Guji Doppo," who asked Tokugawa to make sure to arrange things this way.

"..."

On the way to Tokyo Dome, Shiraki Cheng and Wu Fengshui talked about this.

"There are many disciples of the Divine Heart Society. If they all want to go to the scene to watch the battle, the underground arena cannot accommodate them all. It is understandable that they choose to fight in the arena."

Wu Fengshui pondered for a moment, then yawned, "But what about the first rule? Why does it have to start at six in the morning?"

Shiraki Cheng sat on the back of the motorcycle, enjoying the breeze passing by.

He suddenly laughed and said, "Because the morning is wonderful!"

Wu Fengshui was stunned for a moment, "...Huh?"

Shiraki Cheng said leisurely, "For Brother Doppo, Katsumi's appearance is like a new sun gradually rising in the field of 'karate', isn't it?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Fengshui gradually understood, "It really is great!"

"..."

……

Upon arriving near Tokyo Dome, the two parked their car nearby and walked together toward the entrance.

On the distant horizon, the sun slowly rises today.

In the morning sunlight, Katsumi Kuji ran forward, gradually appearing in their field of vision as he drew nearer.

The weather is warming up, and it's not cold today at all.

Therefore, Katsumi Uchi was only wearing shorts and a short-sleeved shirt, sneakers, a baseball cap, and a backpack containing his monastic robe.

blah blah blah...

Katsumi had clearly been running for a long time, even all the way from the headquarters of the Shinshinkai, and was panting heavily with a thin layer of sweat on his body.

"..."

Wu Fengshui wanted to go and say hello, but Bai Mucheng gently patted his shoulder and stopped him, gesturing for the girl to look towards the entrance.

Two figures were already waiting outside the entrance to the giant egg.

One of them was a short, old man, none other than Tokugawa Mitsunari;

The other one, whom Wu Fengshui had also met, was an older woman with short hair who was still elegant and dignified.

She was Xia Hui, the wife of Yudi Dubu and the adoptive mother of Yudi Keji.

"..."

Bai Mucheng and Wu Fengshui secretly observed from a distance.