Super Fighting Tokyo.

But at that moment, Pike suddenly noticed that Baki was also glaring at him, and even exuding an even stronger and more ferocious aura.

"None of your business! Get out of the way!!"

The boy shouted loudly.

Such words were of course incomprehensible to Pico, who came from the Cretaceous period.

But in that instant, Pike suddenly realized that he had been scolded.

He seemed to have violated an unwritten law of nature—when two powerful forces are fighting, no one is allowed to interfere.

So, I made a mistake.

That "tooth," capable of tearing apart even the armor of primitive creatures, ended up shattered as the price for learning social rules.

Well, there's nothing I can do about it, because I made a mistake...

Thinking this, Pi Ke broke free from Bai Mucheng's embrace, sat down cross-legged with a slightly aggrieved expression, hugged her knees with both hands, leaned against Bai Mucheng, and obediently stayed put.

Bai Mucheng patted Pi Ke on the shoulder to comfort him.

"..."

The brief interlude has ended.

But everyone could see that if Pikachu hadn't shown up, Baki would have been finished!

"What a joyous occasion it is that the grand feast, which was about to end, is about to begin again..."

Yujiro, hands on his hips, strode toward Baki. "But son, what's with this 0.5-second infinite loop competition? Don't you get exhausted?"

Swish!

Yujiro swept his right leg across, creating a gust of wind in front of him, forcing Baki to jump back and dodge.

Baki, however, accepted everything that had just happened with equanimity.

"Spare me, Dad."

"If I could decide the outcome with one punch, I would have done so from the very beginning."

"Precisely because it's impossible, we have no choice but to resort to this desperate measure: to find loopholes and opportunities..."

"Since we are born weak, we have no choice but to use deception."

"So, I hope you can understand."

"..."

"Oh, sure."

With his hands in his pockets, Yujiro slowly walked towards Baki, raising his left hand as he went.

"But, it doesn't feel right for a father and son, who are connected by blood, to be testing each other like this."

"How about we do it this way—"

Yujiro raised his left hand, his five fingers spread out.

"0.5 seconds or so, that's too tight a timeframe."

"—Five seconds."

"I will count down to five, dropping one finger every second, and the moment my hand forms a fist, I will strike."

"That's it, get ready both physically and mentally."

Yujiro said it very casually.

Without waiting for Baki's agreement, Yujiro immediately began the countdown.

"five……"

"Wait a minute! What's going on?!"

Baki was still not in a hurry to react, but was forced to snap back to his senses by the next "four".

"Three, two, one."

As soon as Yujiro finished speaking, he clenched his left fist.

At the same time, Baki, who had his hands in his pockets, suddenly squatted down at an extremely fast speed and pulled out his fist with lightning speed.

But before he could even throw a punch, he was stunned by what he saw.

It's unclear whether Yujiro acted on a whim or had planned to do so for a long time.

In short, after Yujiro clenched his left fist, he did not immediately swing it, but deliberately slowed down the speed to an extreme, and even shouted it out in an exaggerated way.

"Ah! Ah~ Ah~ Ah~ Ah~!"

The metallic left fist slowly moved toward Baki's face, eventually pressing against his right cheek.

Yujiro deliberately abandoned the speed contest because he wanted to see how Baki would respond!

"Whoosh!"

Yujiro pursed his lips and mimicked a sound, then suddenly braced himself with his left arm and began to exert force.

Faced with his father's high expectations, Baki, the son, presented the most grand gift of the night—!

Whoa!

Baki's head was forced to spin, and his body also began to rotate, wrapping around Yujiro's left arm that had been swung out.

The boy used his right leg as his "upper jaw" and his left knee as his "lower jaw".

Like a tiger's jaws, it bit down hard on its opponent, namely, it bit down on Yujiro's neck!

Starting from this point, Baki forcefully pressed down on Yujiro's neck, slamming him face-first into the ground, while simultaneously twisting Yujiro's left arm backward, thus creating a ground technique suppression.

This secret technique is called—Tiger King!

"..."

The audience watched this scene with such tension that they were sweating profusely.

To be able to pin Yujiro Hanma to the ground is an unprecedented feat!

Baki reversed the situation and won the round!

"call……"

Baki exhaled wisps of hot air.

He could clearly feel his knees pressing down on his father's thick neck, and his hands gripping his father's wrists.

Now, Yujiro is indeed under Baki's control!

but……

The boy shouted angrily, "Stop pretending, Dad! You're not just going to give up like this, are you?! I won't accept it, show me how to turn the tables!!"

"That's what makes Yujiro Hanma!"

"..."

The boy's voice echoed throughout the surroundings.

In response, Yujiro made an "OK" sign with his free right hand.

immediately--

Yujiro slowly raised his right hand, pulling his entire right arm behind his back, raising it as high as his captured left arm.

Looking at this scene, Baki felt confused.

Even if he raised his right arm, it was already suppressed by me. What could he do with just his right arm...?

The next moment—

Bang!

Yujiro clenched his right fist and punched the ground with all his might.

With a loud "boom," the entire arm was plunged into the asphalt road, tearing open spiderweb-like cracks around it.

Yujiro continued his movements with force, almost treating the ground as a fragile "jelly," and punched through it with his right fist!

—Splash!

His right fist burst from the ground and struck Baki's face, sending Baki flying a great distance!

The answer is too simplistic.

For Yujiro Hanma, the definition of "ground" is different from that of ordinary people.

With his superhuman strength, he can even see the ground as jelly or agar, so no joint lock or grappling technique works on him!

shuh...

As Yujiro stood up, the "power" that earned him the title of the strongest erupted forth, sweeping across the surroundings like a tsunami.

It's as if a god possessed him!

"Okay, let's begin..."

Yujiro smiled faintly, even with a hint of gentleness.

At the same time, Baki, the son, also noticed this after getting up—

Alas! His coming-of-age ceremony is about to begin.

Chapter 587 Dress

Yujiro Hanma – Arm wrestler.

The term "arm wrestler" doesn't actually exist.

It was Yujiro's incredibly strong and powerful arms, which far exceeded the norm, that led people to spontaneously "create a new term" and call him an arm wrestler.

How strong is he...?!