Super Fighting Tokyo.

Vega crouched down instantly, swaying Shiramu Cheng, then flipped forward and jumped up, using all his strength to spin around and slam his heels and knees down together.

[Both knees burst open!]

Boom!

A series of powerful blows landed on Bai Mucheng from above, producing a series of muffled thuds.

As Shiraki was attacked, he quickly retreated and tried to create distance between himself and Vega, but Vega quickly caught up.

"—?!"

Bai Mucheng's eyes gleamed, and his left arm instantly completed the "disengagement" action, disappearing without a trace in Vega's sight. When he reappeared, he had already grabbed Vega's shoulder.

【Edge's Mental Flash Punch】!

Swish!

With his left arm pulling Vega's body back, he immediately followed up with his right palm thrusting forward, unleashing a series of [Wave Palm Strike] attacks.

Bang bang bang!

An invisible fist, mixed with a swift palm strike, hurtled towards Vega, causing the ink-wash painting to surge and churn.

Vega, however, was not surprised but delighted, grinning and revealing a set of white teeth.

His body trembled violently for a moment, and the instant Bai Mucheng's attack ended, he continued his devastating suppression.

He clenched his right fist, infused it with azure spiritual energy, and unleashed a powerful mid-section hammer strike.

Drink up!

[Mental Hammer]!

boom--!

Bai Mucheng's arms were knocked away, and his head was smashed into the ground with a hammer. His entire face was buried in the sand below with a "thud," stirring up dust.

{……snort!}

After landing a blow, Vega paused his offensive and crossed his arms over his chest.

He rubbed his cheek with the pad of his right hand, wiping away a drop of ink that had dripped down his face. Realizing he was injured, he suddenly grinned widely, his smile widening even more.

{Hahaha! This thirst is unbearable!}

{Hey, you want to use that caveman to satisfy your lust, right? Then get to work!}

"..."

Bai Mucheng got up from the ground and patted the dust off his face.

He could certainly feel his own thirst, but even Bai Mucheng himself didn't know how to face Pike at this moment, so he was quite troubled.

{snort!}

Vega snorted and casually raised his chin.

Is that thing on your neck just for show?

Use your brain!

Chapter 544 Let me go first

Use your brain!

Hearing Vega's words, Shiraki Cheng used the heel of his hand to press his chin against his head, tilted his head and cracked it, making a crisp "crack" sound.

He sat cross-legged on the ground, rubbed his chin in thought for a moment, then struck his left palm with the outside of his right fist, making a "smack" sound. ...

"Okay, let's do it this way!"

{Hahaha!}

Vega grinned, revealing a set of healthy white teeth, turned and strode away, his figure disappearing into the rippling ink painting.

……

……

Meanwhile, elsewhere in Tokyo.

Baki Hanma's house.

Beneath this detached house is a training room dedicated to Baki Hanma, connected to the ground floor by a ladder.

The basement is kept simple, with the main structure made of cement and only has a chandelier and some common equipment. It is Baki Hanma's main training ground for "empty-handed training".

At this moment, he was in a fighting stance, facing an empty space in front of him.

He was "imagining".

Imagine, who exactly is Piccolo...?

Baki has done this countless times, using his imagination to create numerous powerful enemies and then engaging in brutal battles with them.

Whether it's Retsu Kaioh, Tyson, Gaoran, or even Tyrannosaurus Rex...

I can imagine it all, and I can fight it all to my heart's content!

however……

Baki now cannot even imagine what Pikachu would do when fighting him!

Baki couldn't help but swallow.

Wow, that's amazing! This is the first time I've ever encountered something like this...

It can't even reproduce the image—the shadow and the form!

Pico, you're amazing...

"..."

The boy's face was focused, and he was already covered in sweat without realizing it.

Suddenly, he noticed someone had come into the basement.

Turning around, I saw that it was [Fist Hero] Retsukai-oh who had come to visit, and he lightly jumped down from the entrance.

"Mr. Lie!?"

Baki was quite surprised.

Retsu Kaioh was visiting for the first time and began to look around.

"Hmm, the 'factory' for creating monsters—Baki Hanma—is as rudimentary as I imagined."

Retsu Kaioh looked at Baki, who was covered in sweat, and said with a faint smile, "You're really going all out!"

"Ha ha!"

Baki was happy because he wanted to talk to his friend again.

"I just realized something—I'm still a long way from being a 'monster'!"

The boy paused, then suddenly asked, "Pico, who exactly is he...?"

Retsu Kaioh replied solemnly, "I don't know. Neither Katsumi nor I can answer that."

Baki grinned wryly, "Even those who fought him don't know!"

"I'm sorry..."

Retsukai pursed his lips and lowered his head, "Neither I nor Katsumi—neither of us can make Piko truly move."

"..."

A brief silence fell over the basement.

But at that moment, Baki hugged himself tightly, panting heavily, his eyes filled with an undisguised fervor.

"……Um?"

King Retsu was puzzled.

Baki, however, was already extremely excited. "I can't take it anymore, Retsu, this kind of thing..."

The boy opened his arms wide, his eyes shining brightly.

"To fight to my heart's content with someone stronger than I can even imagine!!"

"I can't stand this kind of thing!"

"We don't know how strong Pi might be, or even how he'll attack!"

"I actually got the chance to fight someone like that!!"

"..."

Retsu Kaioh stared blankly at Baki.

"Um……"

The martial arts master paused for a few seconds before slowly speaking, "It seems you're ready. Go contact Tokugawa tomorrow."

"Hmph, that would be too slow."

Baki raised an eyebrow. "No, I'm not going to contact him tomorrow. Tomorrow—I'm going to walk right up to Piko."

The palpable fighting spirit emanating from him even momentarily stunned King Liehai.

He had something he wanted to say, but he didn't say it.

Baki, perhaps you don't want to hear these things...

But in my opinion, your current appearance is now identical to that of your father, Yujiro Hanma.

It felt like I was having a conversation with [Ogre].

Retsukai couldn't help but be curious.

At this moment, how many people on this planet could keep up with the fervor that Baki was radiating?