Super Fighting Tokyo.

Sakurai Anne was hired by Shiraki to examine Kaneda Suekichi's medical records in order to prevent him from taking too many painkillers and causing problems.

Now that everything is confirmed to be alright, we naturally went upstairs to watch a movie with You Sha and Wu Fengshui while waiting for dinner.

……

In the living room on the first floor, only three people remained.

Kaneda, Himuro Ryo, Okubo.

When he's not in a heated argument, Kaneda Suekichi is actually a pretty funny guy and quite popular.

That's why I was able to become familiar with Okubo.

As for his relationship with Himuro, it was because they were both hired by the chairman of Yoshikuniya Bookstore, and the two even had a friendly sparring match.

"..."

Seeing that Kaneda was in good condition, Okubo and Himuro Ryo came over and asked him curiously about his experience fighting Shiraki.

Okubo rubbed his round buzz cut and grinned, "Pretty strong, huh!"

"Ah."

Even now, when Kaneda thinks about it, he still trembles with pain.

"Old-school martial artists—including my master—say that martial artists don't fight battles they can't win."

"Of course I wanted to win. I analyzed the impact of Shiraki's fighting style and worked hard for a long time, but in the end..."

"..."

Upon hearing this, Okubo shook his head helplessly, "I can understand, after all, I've lost to him before too."

"Haha, don't flatter me too much."

Jin Tian smiled bitterly, "Let alone winning, I even lost four matches in a row. It's already a miracle that I survived because Brother Bai Mu showed mercy."

Himuro Ryo comforted him, "Don't be so modest, you did beat him until his nose bled!"

"That's true, that's true."

Jintian nodded repeatedly, gesturing to the glass not far away, "Especially that move of removing the glass door, although it was just a coincidence, Brother Shiraki was indeed taken aback."

At this point, Jintian's mood eased considerably.

Okubo grabbed a handful of snacks and asked curiously, "So, how did Shiraki win? How far did you two go? Tell me quickly."

"..."

……

At the same time, in the practice hall on the first floor.

Shiraki Cheng threw away his tattered clothes, put on a clean pair of pants, and stood barefoot in the dojo, calmly recalling the "exhaustion" he had just experienced.

Gradually, the surrounding ink-wash reaction outlined the figure wearing a tattered cloak.

{snort!}

Vega stood with his arms crossed in front of Shiramoto, slightly raising his chin, his fierce aggression only increasing.

{Interesting, I'll use this trick on you.}

Don't worry about what others say; no matter who your opponent is, you are the one who will be fighting them.

The power contained within your body, your unique thirst, the wounds you've suffered, the blood you've shed… all belong to you!

{Keep pursuing power! Ultimately, it will all be mine, hehehe...}

{…}

Ignoring the last sentence, Vega's teachings are indeed useful.

Unlike Master Long's teachings, which can bring peace of mind, Vega's words are full of fragmented tension.

But it is precisely because of this that one can fully immerse oneself in that state of "peace" and "madness" that is a kind of "exhaustion"—

Mental strength!

"call……"

As he continued breathing, Shiraki Cheng once again immersed himself in a state of exhaustion.

Everything in the body drifted away, leaving only the pure soul floating in place, radiating a sinister light that was both dark purple and eerie blue.

……

……

Inside the living room.

"..."

After hearing Kaneda Suekichi's description, Okubo and Himuro Ryo both looked astonished.

"...Teleportation?"

Okubo blinked. "It's not some kind of pun, is it?"

Kinda's eyes snapped open in his eagerness, "It's true! To me, it's teleportation!"

Himuro Ryo speculated: "I heard Ashura Tokita Ohma mention that there is a move called 'Footstep' that uses the blink of an eye to make the opponent unable to see one's movement."

Kaneda shook his head. "When I'm fully focused on 'predicting,' I don't blink."

Okubo immediately slapped his thigh, "Nonsense, you're still keeping your eyes closed!"

"I opened my eyes!!"

Jintian was so angry that he gritted his teeth, his eyes were wide open, and the wound on his face almost burst open.

Okubo got back to the point, "So, just like that—suddenly, from in front of you, to behind you?"

Jintian nodded. "It's teleportation."

Himuro Ryoya frowned deeply. "And after the 'teleportation,' a tremendous power suddenly erupts?"

Kaneda nodded again, "Yes, it was after the teleportation that half of my body lost sensation, as if a Shinkansen train had passed right next to me."

"..."

Upon hearing this, both Himuro Ryo and Okubo paused for a moment.

Okubo spoke seriously, asking Kaneda, "As someone who practices ancient martial arts, have you ever heard of this 'secret technique'?"

Jin Tian shook his head decisively, "I've never heard of it."

Okubo then looked at Himuro Ryo, "In the 'Inner Castle,' where masters abound, do you know of this kind of 'secret technique'?"

Himuro Ryo also shook his head.

"call……"

Okubo then took a deep breath and sighed, "Even in the world of mixed martial arts, there's no such exaggerated thing..."

Himuro Ryo rubbed his chin. "So, how did Shiraki-kun do that?"

Jintian thought for a moment.

"I'm not bragging, but I did predict one of Shiraki's moves, so there was a clue to follow."

"I think that ultimate technique was a further development of what he had used before—[Exhaustion]—ultimately reaching a level that was almost like teleportation!"

"..."

Okubo also noticed this, after all, he had already experienced Shiraki's "soul-level [exhaustion]" in his battle with Shiraki.

"A technique that even we can't analyze...!"

Okubo clicked his tongue, then suddenly thought of something interesting, "What do you think Pike would feel facing this move?"

Upon hearing this, both Kaneda and Himuro tilted their heads, a smile appearing on their faces.

"Ugh! Pikachu..."

“Pico…”

……

……

The following day, in the evening.

Wu Fengshui rode his bicycle and took Bai Mucheng to the Tokyo Dome.

There's a game tonight...

White wood support VS leather.

—Kengan Zetsu Street Championship!

Chapter 558 My First Time

Taking the elevator, Shiraki Sei and Wu Fengshui arrived at the sixth basement level of Tokyo Dome.

The two parted ways at the crossroads.

Wu Fengshui went directly to the arena's audience section to meet up with You Sha and Maruk.

Shiraki Seisen went to the rest room alone to prepare for the match.

……

……

Inside the lounge.

Shiraki took off his clothes, leaving only a pair of shorts, and then used bandages to bind his palms, wrists, and ankles before starting to stretch.

The arena's receptionist, Mr. Mitarai, accompanied them silently.

This elderly gentleman was quite old, but he still maintained an upright posture, with a neatly styled slicked-back hair and beard, and his demeanor was very elegant.