Super Fighting Tokyo.

Fighting Spirit Martial Arts School, morning.

Bai Mucheng's injury has healed somewhat, but he still needs to rest for a while, so he hasn't been doing any high-intensity training.

Taking advantage of the good sunshine, he sat on the outdoor veranda, put on his coat, sat cross-legged and drank tea, while watching Maruk train in the courtyard.

"..."

The sounds of fists and feet cutting through the air were pleasant to the ear, making Bai Mucheng feel drowsy.

Just then, a black luxury car stopped on the street outside the courtyard.

A bald old man in a kimono got off the car, waved to his entourage to wait where they were, and then walked into the courtyard with a grin.

It was none other than Tokugawa Mitsunari.

"Oh, you're recovering well! Did I bother you?"

The old man, who held a high position in the eyes of politicians, never put on airs when dealing with fighters, and even brought some snacks for Shiraki.

"Quickly, these are high-end snacks, let's try them together."

Tokugawa also sat in the corridor, helping Shiraki Shigeaki unpack the sweets box.

Shiraki Shigenori poured Tokugawa a cup of hot tea, and the two of them slowly savored it, eating and drinking together, feeling relaxed and comfortable.

"……almost."

Tokugawa suddenly spoke, looking at the tea in his cup, "Baki and Yujiro—the strongest father and son on the field are about to start arguing."

Bai Mucheng nodded with a smile, "Yes."

Upon hearing this, Tokugawa suddenly slapped his thigh and burst into laughter.

"I like you guys just the way you are, unlike the idiots in the government who have to give reasons and guess the cause for everything you say."

That's why I enjoy chatting with you guys!

Tokugawa took a bite of a snack. "Speaking of which, Shiraki, do you know anything about Yujiro Hanma's 'profession'?"

"Profession?"

Shiraki Cheng was taken aback, then thought, "...A hand strength master?"

"That's right, Yujiro Hanma is indeed an arm wrestler!"

Tokugawa nodded and said:

"What if members of parliament, cartoonists, pianists, soldiers, rock singers... what if these people were born with Yujiro's arm strength..."

"Then anyone can achieve their dreams with just this arm strength!"

"—Anyone can become an Ogre!!"

"In other words, all professions are just substitutes for arm wrestlers, and Yujiro Hanma is the only arm wrestler in the world!"

Tokugawa took a sip of tea, his emotions gradually calming down. "But now, the wind has shifted a little."

"—The son of that [Great Ferocity], Baki Hanma."

Tokugawa smiled faintly:

"You've probably heard about that boy's extraordinary qualities; they lie in his unparalleled imagination."

"He can rely on his imagination to fight against fictional giant mantises, Tyrannosaurus Rex, and even Yujiro Hanma himself!"

"Moreover, what makes him special is that he is extremely strict with himself."

"A boxer's bare-handed training involves imagining and changing the opponent at will, so as to unleash advanced techniques that cannot be used in actual combat."

"But Baki is the complete opposite."

"His imagined opponent was stronger than the actual one!!"

"This is the strongest boy on earth!"

Tokugawa took a sip of tea, his expression a mix of amusement and wistfulness.

"But as if fate were playing a joke, every time Baki became stronger, Yujiro would also take a big step forward."

"Let me tell you something interesting, I only found out about it recently myself..."

Tokugawa smiled faintly:

"Whether it's fortunate or unfortunate, Yujiro, who overemphasized his combat abilities, unknowingly mastered a special ability—"

"He can see all the weaknesses of the person in front of him."

"From tiny cancer cells that are difficult for even the person to detect, to cavities that have not yet shown, all weaknesses are seen as vital points by Yujiro!"

Tokugawa tried to clench his fist.

"Sometimes it's a punch honed through countless trials, sometimes it's a blade that can cut through iron like mud, sometimes it's a bullet flying past, and sometimes it's even a modern weapon..."

"All of the above were shattered, defeated, crushed, destroyed, insulted, and ridiculed by Yujiro."

"As an arm wrestler, his career is spotless!"

"And these experiences gave Yujiro an ability far beyond precision instruments, senior doctors... far beyond all people and things—to discover weaknesses!"

At this point, Tokugawa suddenly grinned and said, "It's almost like X-ray vision..."

"..."

Bai Mucheng listened quietly.

Although Grandpa Tokugawa talked a lot today, Shiraki didn't interrupt him. After all, he liked it this way and he liked the Fighting Spirit Martial Arts Hall to be lively.

At that very moment, another person visited the Fighting Spirit Martial Arts Hall.

He was dressed in a suit, had an incredibly strong physique, long, flowing orange-red hair, and a handsome face.

—Red leaves of the hoe.

But he didn't come to see Shiraki Sei.

This renowned doctor had learned that Tokugawa was away, so he came specifically to follow him.

“Mr. Tokugawa, isn’t it clear to you? Yujiro Hanma’s ‘view’ is absolutely accurate.”

Koko came to this side of the corridor and sat cross-legged next to Old Master Tokugawa.

Tokugawa nodded calmly without changing his expression, "Yes, I know, but I didn't expect Yujiro to remind me to get a medical check-up, and I certainly didn't expect that I would have lung cancer."

"..."

Upon hearing this, Bai Mucheng, who was standing next to him, was also taken aback.

Even though his memory had already foreseen it, hearing the old man say it himself still gave him a different feeling.

Tokugawa knew his days were numbered.

But this old man valued being a "fighter" more than his own life.

Therefore, in order to prepare for the strongest father-son battle on earth, and to prevent anyone from disturbing the father and son, Tokugawa was willing to give up useless treatment and personally arrange everything!

Whether it's wealth, power, or even life itself, Tokugawa had long intended to use everything in his power!

Hao Hongye said solemnly, "The crucial moment has arrived."

"Should we accept treatment? Or should we easily give up the fight, allowing the disease to spread and take our lives..."

"This is the last chance to make a choice."

"And the one who makes the choice is you—Mr. Tokugawa."

"..."

Tokugawa paused, then took another sip of tea.

"You know the answer but you don't..."

"What choice do I have? I will walk this path without regret! This is the only path I can take!"

He looked up at Hao Hongye. "You're the same, right, Doctor?"

Hao Hongye's expression darkened. "Does this mean you won't follow my arrangements?"

Tokugawa responded solemnly, "I never said I would obey your arrangements; I simply intend to walk a path without regrets."

"..."

Now that things have come to this, both Kou Hongye and Shiraki Cheng understand.

Isn't this just common sense?

Regardless of Tokugawa Mitsunari, Kou Momiji, Shiraki Sho, or Hanma Baki, Tokita Ohma, Pike, Guji Doppo, Retsu Kaioh... and so on, even Hanma Yujiro!

Everyone is like that...

Chapter 577 Destiny

Tokugawa Mitsunari, the operator of the underground fighting arena, the 13th head of the Tokugawa Zaibatsu, and an unparalleled fanatical duelist.

He is now diagnosed with lung cancer and is seriously ill.

But he was unwilling to stay in the hospital ward, relying on his wealth, connections, power, and so on to prolong his life and live out the rest of his days.

Tokugawa did not want to live that kind of life.

Therefore, he refused Hao Hongye's treatment and left the hospital.

"..."

As Tokugawa finished speaking, silence fell over the courtyard of the Fighting Spirit Martial Arts Hall.

Shiramu Cheng broke the ice by gesturing to Hao Hongye, "It's still a bit chilly. How about we go to the living room for tea?"

Hao Hongye smiled faintly, "Coincidentally, I can also give Brother Bai Mu a follow-up check-up."

Tokugawa waved his hand helplessly and said, "Alright, alright, to put it bluntly, you just don't want me to be exposed to the cold wind. I'll do as you say."

"..."