Super Fighting Tokyo.

Pike tilted his head back even higher, his pupils reflecting the ceiling lights.

He couldn't understand why a material that was clearly "soft" had suddenly become hard and much sharper!

"Hoo-haaaaah!"

The intense confusion made Pico's face contort in horror.

He suddenly lowered his head and swung his arms out with great force, sending a powerful gust of wind crashing towards the front of him.

Immediately afterward, Shiraki Cheng pushed off the ground in a state of exhaustion, quickly taking a step back and precisely dodging Pike's heavy punch.

【Edge of Annihilation】!

"~~~~!!"

Seeing this, Pico became even more convinced of his judgment.

See? See?

That “hard and sharp” thing suddenly turned into smoke and dust, just like the light in the forest at dawn!

The shape is completely undetermined; it's all unknown!!

While Pike was still in a daze, Bai Mucheng jumped up with a "whoosh" and kicked Pike's face with both feet.

Zangief's Sour Cream Flying Kick!

boom--!

The hard and sharp legs, now made of heavy wrestling-style material, slammed into Pike's face like a heavy hammer.

With a muffled thud, Pike's upper body leaned back sharply, he staggered a few steps backward, and finally sat down on the ground with a "thud".

"~~~~!"

Those clear eyes widened in surprise and astonishment, and she rubbed her face with her brows furrowed.

……

……

The spectators in the stands were equally astonished.

Retsukai no Okita frowned.

"Shiraki's fighting style has not only failed to integrate multiple styles, but has instead become increasingly extreme, creating a different kind of 'whole'."

"He's so much better than when we first met..."

"..."

On the other side, Tokita Ohma watched intently, clenching his fists involuntarily. "Facing Pike, Shiraki Cheng has already successfully dodged several times..."

"So, Pico's body has no effect on Shiraki Sho!?"

"..."

But at that moment, the "Fighting King" Naoya Okubo stared intently at Pike's expression, finding it all very strange.

"Hmm? That expression is weird! I feel like I've seen it somewhere before...?"

……

……

By this time, Piccolo had already stood up again.

He drooped his arms, his back hunched as usual, using his well-developed muscles to support his bones and stand firm in place.

"...Great, fantastic!"

Bai Mucheng grinned maliciously, tilting his head and spitting out a mouthful of bloody foam.

The intense blows and movements caused his hands and feet to tremble slightly, but he was extremely excited and in excellent condition.

"I am coming--!"

With a loud shout, Bai Mucheng lunged forward and attacked Pi Ke.

When faced with the approaching Bai Mucheng, Pike's features scrunched up, and he even shrank back.

That wasn't an angry expression, but rather a feeling of "unwillingness to accept."

Tokugawa was shocked upon seeing this, exclaiming, "Has Pi Ke retreated?!"

"No...that's not right—!"

Okubo suddenly realized, "I remember now! I remember seeing a similar expression somewhere before! But instead of backing down, Pi showed 'disdain'!!"

"—!?"

Upon hearing this, several question marks immediately appeared above everyone's heads.

Before they could even ask a question, Pike had already made a move.

Whoosh!

Pi Ke suddenly swung out his left palm, tearing through the air like a beam of light, and slammed it forward, aiming for Bai Mucheng's chest.

That speed was much faster than the previous heavy punch, and the horizontal swing range was extremely large, making it impossible to dodge to the left or right.

Bai Mucheng immediately stopped, narrowly avoiding the palm strike, but then Pi Ke swung his right hand forcefully from below.

Whoosh!

Bai Mucheng's horizontal left arm strike blocked the attack, hitting Pi Ke's inner wrist, but it only absorbed part of the force, with the rest striking Bai Mucheng's side waist.

Snapped--! !

A sharp, almost ear-piercing slapping sound spread from the arena.

The white wooden frame was also thrown into the air, tumbling and rolling all the way before crashing heavily into the wooden fence in the distance, smashing the solid wood planks to pieces with a loud crash.

Bai Mucheng lay on his back on the broken wooden planks, with a large red handprint clearly visible on his waist.

……

"..."

This astonishing scene left Tokugawa speechless. "What... what kind of attack is that?"

Meanwhile, a few people were more concerned about what Okubo had said.

Kaoru Hanayama frowned. "Brother, you said Pi Ke is 'disgusted'? Disgusted with whom? Shiraki?"

"Ah, it's probably that kind of..."

Okubo rested his chin on his hand, a few beads of sweat trickling down his forehead.

This is something that neither Kaoru Hanayama, who has been involved in the Yakuza, nor Retsu Kaioh, who is immersed in martial arts, can understand.

Only Naoya Okubo, a fan of various variety shows and known as the "King of Fighters," was able to notice it immediately.

“In some entertainment prank shows, TV stations will prepare some ‘unknown blind boxes’ for the guests to touch.”

"If they touch something that the guests can't understand, they'll make that Pico-like expression!"

"—That's the expression on a human's face when facing the unknown."

"..."

Tokugawa was puzzled. "Wait a minute! Shouldn't the unknown be met with fear, or the birth of courage? That's what people usually say, right?"

Okubo rubbed his temples and said seriously, "I already said it's an 'entertainment program'..."

Tokugawa then realized, "Could it be...!?"

Okubo felt incredibly conflicted. "If humans encounter the unknown while in a state of 'entertainment,' their instinctive reaction is not to bravely challenge it, but to get away from it as quickly as possible!"

"To put it humorously, it's like when you wake up in the morning and reach out to touch something sticky. Your first reaction is to shake it off."

"—Pico's wave of his hand just now was a 'swinging' motion!"

Upon hearing this, everyone around immediately understood.

Even while being brutally beaten by Shiraki, Pike was still in a state of amusement!

That has nothing to do with "insult".

Retsukai pursed his lips tightly, "How could this be...?"

Hanma Baki also frowned, "Brother Shiraki..."

"..."

……

Coincidentally, Shiraki Seiya also occasionally watches variety shows.

Although not as professional as Okubo, he was facing Pike directly, so he reacted quickly after being slapped by Pike.

"Hey……"

Bai Mucheng's skin was slightly scratched by pieces of wood, and a bloody handprint was visible on one side of his body, but he didn't care at all.

What truly stung Shiraki was not Pike's slap, but the other party's attitude.

Splash...

Bai Mucheng stood up, his face gloomy, and looked up at Pike.

He saw it very clearly.

Pi Ke was facing himself, shaking his head and waving his hands with a bitter expression, repeatedly slapping his hands, as if afraid that Bai Mucheng would come closer again.

Although Pi doesn't have a language, that indicates that he is saying—

Don't come anymore!

I don't know what you are, so don't come back!

Eek!

So, I'm not playing anymore, okay?

"..."

Bai Mucheng knew that it had nothing to do with flesh or weapons, but rather with Pi Ke's "disdain" for the unknown when he was in a state of entertainment!