Super Fighting Tokyo.

"..."

Yuji Katsumi murmured softly, looking at his right arm.

The right hand, which was already covered in blood, exploded along with the entire right forearm, leaving the skin torn and bleeding.

The skin on the entire palm split open, revealing bright red subcutaneous tissue.

His muscular forearm was split open, revealing two pale bones in the middle.

The muscles surrounding the bones are like rubber bands that have been stretched too far, causing the tendons in the hands to snap and be elastically pulled together at both ends, revealing clear muscle cross-sectional textures.

That was beyond description; it was beyond even detailed description!

"yes……"

Katsumi lowered his gaze and sighed softly, "This isn't a whip, and it doesn't have many joints; it's just an ordinary arm, ordinary bones..."

The magic of imagination—has been broken.

The scene left the audience stunned.

Even the bones are showing...

"..."

Yudi Keji didn't care at all; after all, bones weren't whips.

He tore off the black belt from his waist and used it to tie his right upper arm, barely managing to stop the bleeding.

wake up.

But it doesn't matter anymore, whether it's waking up from a dream or the magic being lifted.

Even though my right arm was so painful that I couldn't feel it anymore, and it was still bleeding uncontrollably, that was enough, and I didn't need to worry about it too much.

Because Pi Ke was lying on the ground, face up.

And the person standing there—is me.

Swish!

Katsumi used his shoulder to lift his horribly mangled right arm high into the air.

In an instant, the entire stadium erupted in cheers.

That was a cheer that was stronger and purer than any World Cup or any large-scale concert!

Disciples of the Divine Heart Society, the Sea Emperor, a martial artist, the strongest boy, a boxer, an arena operator, a street fighter...

Those people cheered in unison, marveling at the level that Yudi Keji had reached.

At the command of Mo Tanghou, "Ready!"

"brake!"

The disciples of the Divine Heart Society raised their fists in unison, responding to Yudi Keji with a new wave of shouts.

Katsumi was immersed in it, enjoying the bath.

This is a victory that everyone gave him...

Swish!

Yudi Keji bowed in gratitude.

That's the highest level of expression of gratitude at a karate dojo.

He had to express it this way...!

He had to lower his head and express his gratitude from the bottom of his heart!

thank you all!

It's precisely because we feel gratitude that we call it "thank you," right? This should be what gratitude is, right?!

"..."

Keji bowed again to the other side.

But just then, a strange "shasha" sound came from the ground behind him.

"?"

Katsumi looked back and was immediately filled with astonishment.

He was shocked to see that Pike, who had been lying on his back, had turned over and was now lying on his side on the lawn.

Wait, roll over...?

How could that be...

How could someone who was knocked to the ground...

"..."

Thinking of this, Katsumi's expression returned to calm.

He looked up into the distance at the people who were cheering him on, his expression becoming more complex.

Don't be surprised, everyone...

This male, Pike, wasn't knocked down; he just fell asleep on his own!

……

……

On the other side, in the audience seats.

The astute experts had already noticed that Pico had suddenly turned to lie on his side.

In response, Dr. Payne explained, "Pico is just resting."

"rest!?"

The surrounding crowd was immediately startled, and Baki, Tokugawa, and Wu Fengshui immediately craned their necks to look.

Dr. Payne pursed his lips. "If we're talking about who won or lost, it's definitely over."

Baki realized what was happening. "You mean, this wasn't Katsumi's victory?"

"Young man..."

Dr. Payne looked at Baki and sighed softly.

“Look at Mr. Katsumi’s right hand. It’s a miracle that it wasn’t broken on the spot, let alone stopped the bleeding. The extent of the damage is obvious.”

"As for the other limbs, they are no longer usable."

Dr. Payne looked towards the center of the arena.

"If this match were taking place in nature, then Pico wouldn't need to continue attacking Mr. Katsumi."

Even if you escape, the bloodstains will not disappear.

"So what should we do?"

"A beast would never do anything wasteful."

"In other words, it would be most reasonable for Pico to lie there and wait for Mr. Katsumi to die!"

"..."

By the end, even the boy who was known as the "strongest" couldn't help but break out in a few beads of sweat.

He suddenly turned his head to look at the field.

You can vaguely see that Pike, who is lying on his side on the ground, has two lines of tears streaming down his face from the corner of his eye.

Is that it...?

Pike likes to attack enemies and will also eat his favorite things. When he eats, it is time to say goodbye, so he will shed tears.

……

……

Yuji also noticed the two lines of hot tears that Pi Ke shed.

Is it?

So, it's time to part ways...!

Yuji Katsumi straightened his face, closed his eyes to enjoy the moment, and also expressed his gratitude to Pico.

Thanks……

Thank you, Pico!

You, the strongest male in prehistoric times, shed tears because of separation from your powerful enemy, and because of parting from me!

In other words, you've admitted that I'm a formidable opponent!

I was rewarded!!

"..."

As Yuji thought this, he saw that Pico had finished his nap and was slowly getting up from the ground.

At the same time, the previously enthusiastic celebrations in the stadium fell silent because of this scene, and everyone seemed to stop breathing.

"He stood up!?"

Suedang Atsushi stared blankly at the scene, "No... wait..."

This senior student, who was extremely respectful of Yudi Keji, suddenly realized what was happening and subconsciously murmured to himself.

"Director, no...run!"

"..."

The sound was very faint; Yuji couldn't hear it.

Even if he could hear it, at this moment, Keji's "heart" was entirely devoted to Piko.

So you admit I'm a formidable opponent...

How can I repay this kindness? And how should I respond?