Super Fighting Tokyo.

As he spoke, Keji gently raised his hand and struck the plastic bag in mid-air, making it float up lightly. Then he raised his knee and pushed it up, making the plastic bag float again.

Splash...

Katsumi struck repeatedly, relying on his exquisite control over each strike to keep the plastic bag suspended beside him and rhythmically bobbing up and down.

Such advanced technology is far more complex than it appears.

Clearly, after the battle with Pike, Katsumi Uchi also gained a lot, and even went further.

"..."

Gaolang turned slightly to remind Katsumi, "Don't overexert yourself, remember to follow the doctor's orders!"

"Ha ha!"

Katsumi grinned, twisted his body, and delivered a flying kick, sending the plastic bag hurtling towards Gaoran.

With a light jab, Gaolang neutralized the force on the plastic bag, causing it to pause briefly in mid-air for a second before gently falling to the ground.

Whoosh! Whoosh whoosh!

Gaolang unleashed a flurry of left punches, striking the plastic bag repeatedly, causing it to almost freeze in mid-air and constantly change shape.

Katsumi sat back in his wheelchair, whistling in admiration, "Wow! Your punching speed is even faster now!"

--Snapped!

Gaolang threw a hook punch, sending the plastic bag flying to the side, where it was caught by Shiraki, who continued to punch and kick it.

clap clap clap!

The extremely rapid punches and kicks, along with the quick pulling and moving of the plastic bag, presented a completely different visual experience from the previous "stillness".

Swish swish!

The plastic bag surrounded Bai Mucheng, flashing in and out of existence as it was struck, like a semi-transparent dragon, moving so fast that the eyes could barely keep up.

In the end, as Bai Mucheng threw a jab, the plastic bag was sent flying straight forward, "whoosh," towards the window.

At that moment, a figure was climbing in through the window.

Pa~!

The man gently nudged the plastic bag with his head, then quickly punched it, opening the bag again and sending it hurtling towards Yuji Katsumi.

shuh...

Keji raised his left hand and easily grabbed the plastic bag.

"Hoo~!"

Katsumi let out a breath and looked at the late-night visitor along with the other two, only to find that it was none other than the "Champion" Baki Hanma.

"..."

Following the dojo rules, Baki obediently took off his shoes and laughed, "The Shinshin Kaikan is quite lively even late at night!"

Katsumi was quite surprised. "The front door was already closed, so you broke in illegally through the window?"

Instead of answering directly, Baki complained, "Climbing up to the ninth floor was quite an ordeal."

Upon hearing this, Gaolang couldn't help but exclaim, "As expected of Baki Hanma."

"..."

Having reached this point in their relationship, there was naturally no need for formalities; a casual stroll and chat were perfectly fine, even though climbing nine floors with bare hands was truly an exaggeration.

Swish!

Katsumi threw the plastic bag at Baki again.

Baki lightly caught it, and then, as if kicking a shuttlecock, handed it to Shiraki.

Bai Mucheng then used his elbow to deflect the object horizontally, bringing it to a steady stop, and then pushed it to Jia Aorang with his palm.

Snapped!

Whoosh!

Swish...

The three of them passed the plastic bag back and forth, occasionally giving Katsumi, who was in a wheelchair, a hard time and forcing him to "pass the ball" with his head.

They played games and chatted at the same time.

"Anyway, shall we begin?"

Bai Mucheng's eyes gleamed, "The strongest on Earth, the strongest in history, the strongest among humans, in short, the strongest—father and son fighting."

Baki was very troubled. "Whether it's Shiraki's description or reality, the commotion has been too big."

Katsumi sighed helplessly, "There's nothing I can do about it. After all, Baki vs. Yujiro is the best fighting style I can think of right now."

Snapped!

Baki continued to open the plastic bag, and sighed as well.

"I feel like I've lost even my hatred, but I've still decided to fight. Why is that...?"

Bai Mucheng tilted his head. "No reason is needed."

"...Yes, even if we knew the reason, we couldn't stop it."

Baki took the plastic bag again, but made it float in front of him. Then, with a swift foot kick, he split the tough plastic bag in two.

The sharpness of that kick was comparable to that of a sharp blade!

Splash...

The torn plastic bag landed on its left and right sides, never to float again.

"Because we are father and son!"

"—Isn't this much better?"

Chapter 578 Everyone is trying their best

The night is deep.

Since it's rare to have guests gathered, Yudi Keji certainly wouldn't be negligent.

Katsumi Yuchi, Shiraki Cheng, Gaolan, Saba——

After a short activity and playing with plastic bags, everyone went to the eighth-floor lounge, grabbed a bottle of tea, and munched on some late-night snacks.

"..."

Keji staggered to his feet from the wheelchair and plopped down on the sofa, finally feeling much more comfortable, and let out a long sigh.

Ah~~~! This feels so much better!

The other three were either standing or sitting, each lost in their own thoughts.

Seeing this, Katsumi suddenly laughed and said, "Even if we satisfy Piko, we guys still can't sit still!"

Gaolang thought for a moment, "Is it because of a... feeling? That's why I can't stop..."

"Do you feel it?"

Katsumi pondered, "So, it's not just us few who are busier; many people are busier too."

He gave an example: "My dad, who is known for his 'foolish wanderings,' recently went into seclusion in the mountains outside Tokyo, and I don't know when he will be back."

"And there's Tokita Ohma. I heard from the Shinshin-kai disciples who are forest rangers that he went to train in the Aokigahara Forest."

"in addition……"

Katsumi suddenly found it amusing and glanced at the three of them with amusement, especially at Gaolang.

"Did you know? Retsu Kaioh has gone abroad to practice boxing!"

Gaolang: "..."

Gaolang: "...?"

The four-time heavyweight boxing champion crossed his arms, tilted his head, and a few question marks appeared on his forehead.

Baki was even more surprised, "Eh?! Boxing...?!"

Katsumi smiled faintly and said, "That's right, it's boxing."

"Why??"

Baki was also full of questions. "He's the 'Sea King' of the martial arts world, why would he become a boxer?"

"I'm not going to be a boxer."

Katsumi waved his hand to correct him, "Retsukai-oh is still Retsukai-oh. He will rely on his own style to step onto the stage."

At this moment, Gaolang also recovered from his astonishment.

He sighed, his dead fish eyes widening slightly. "Then he..."

Katsumi, of course, knew what Gauran was going to ask.

"Of course, what Retsukai-oh wants to do is not to merge the fighting techniques of different fields like the mighty [Battle God].

"He doesn't use boxing techniques; he wants to climb to the top using only his fists!"

"..."

Bai Mucheng chewed on a candy, paused, and said, "The boxing world isn't easy to make a living in, is it?"

"of course."

Gaolang nodded and recalled, "I only switched to boxing after I had established myself in Muay Thai, so I have a deep understanding of this."

"The 'commonness' of boxing makes it easy to overlook its depth."

Gaolang raised his hand in a gesture of greeting.

"To attack while preventing the opponent from making a move—this simple game has continued for more than 150 years in modern times."