Super Fighting Tokyo.

It is evident that there are some differences in the two people's postures, such as the grip of their fingers and the extension of their limbs.

But upon closer inspection, one can sense that "the form is not similar, but the spirit is similar."

To paraphrase Takashi, when it comes to "throwing a punch that satisfies yourself," everyone's approach is different.

shuh...

The two men twisted their feet, propelling their bodies, and slowly threw out right straight punches.

Then lean back, slowly raise and pull your left leg back, kick it forward steadily, and finally come to a heavy stop.

"call……"

With each breath, the two landed on their left legs, returning to their original stance, and closed their eyes at the same time, feeling the muscles in their bodies engage.

shuh...

A left hook punch is thrown forward.

With a natural twist of the waist and hips, using the left leg as support, the right foot sweeps the ground with an upper sweeping kick, creating a solid, rolling motion on the floor.

Shift your weight to your right leg, press down in a lunge position with both legs, and clench your right fist at your waist.

With his fingers clenched tightly, gathering strength, and his muscles bulging as if bursting with a faint rumble, he unleashed an incredibly heavy right hook.

"drink……"

{snort……}

The two voices became similar, eventually merging into a "Ha!" as they simultaneously leaped up, unleashing a right hook [Rising Dragon].

Whoosh...!

An invisible gust of wind swept by, like a cherry blossom-colored tornado.

……

……

On the other side, inside the courtyard, is the arena.

Wu Lei'an forced Maruk to spar, and the two exchanged blows and kicks, taking turns practicing offense and defense.

Although Maruk's mind is that of a child and he often plays with high school students, he has not neglected his intense training.

Furthermore, considering the effects of drug modification on the brain, in terms of physical fitness and reflexes alone, Maruk is no less than Wu Yizu, a top-tier member of the Wu clan.

Wu Lei'an thought it was alright.

Although Maruk's moves are less cunning due to his immature mind, they still feel quite good to play.

Swish swish~ Bang!

Wu Lei'an launched a rapid barrage of punches, forcing Maruk to raise his arms in defense.

When it was Maruk's turn, he gritted his teeth and threw a series of hook punches, which Wu Lei'an blocked one by one. But in the end, he turned around and threw a powerful backhand punch.

Snapped!

This punch directly ripped Wu Lei'an's right arm off, causing him to stagger and sway.

"Kuhahaha! You've worked out well, your touch feels great!"

Wu Lei'an chuckled maliciously and quickened the pace.

Let's have a good time!

Maintain a fixed order, with alternating offense and defense!

From punches to kicks, and even headbutts!

There's no need to think about any strategy; just throw your moves at the opponent and then figure out how to counter the other person's attacks!

Bang bang bang bang!

"Faster! Faster!! Faster!!!"

Wu Lei'an urged him repeatedly, forcing Maruk to concentrate fully and push his speed to the limit, sweating profusely.

In the end, Maruk was forced into a corner and quickly closed in to grab Wu Lei'an's wrist, intending to trip and throw him.

Wu Lei'an, however, had already seen through it. He steadied himself, then grabbed Maruk's wrist and twisted it violently in a wide arc.

wow-

Bang!

Maruk did a somersault on the spot, eventually falling flat on his back, covered in dust.

"Ugh~~~~"

"Click-click-click!"

Wu Lei'an certainly wouldn't hurt the big, clumsy guy; he just grinned and looked down at Maruk.

This was a well-timed practice session, and you could even say it was pretty good.

After all, among the Wu clan, only a few in the top ranks could keep up with Wu Lei'an's training speed.

Wu Lei'an was in a good mood, and Maruk also felt that he had learned a lot.

but……

At that moment, the two people, one standing and one lying down, simultaneously opened their mouths wide and let out a long "Haa~!"

They yawned again!

It wasn't just the two of them.

First floor equipment room.

Shiramu Cheng, who was doing a super-heavy bench press, suddenly opened his mouth, squinted his eyes, and yawned loudly during the most strenuous sticky start phase.

"Haa~!"

Boom!

The barbell was pushed up and put back on the rack.

Shiramu lay on the bench, feeling the sweat slide from his forehead to the back of his head, yet he always had a sense of emptiness, completely unsatisfied.

A surge of consciousness within his mind caused Bai Mucheng to recall what should have happened.

"It'll be here soon, won't it...?"

……

……

The next day.

Shiraki went to the "Shinshin-kai Headquarters" for a martial arts exchange.

On the other hand, the injuries that Katsumi sustained in the battle with Pico have almost healed, and the bandages have now been removed.

Shiraki stayed and had lunch with Yuji Katsumi.

"..."

After the meal, the two chatted idly in the dojo.

As Katsumi sipped his tea, he raised his hand and clenched his right fist, saying with a faint smile, "Although the doctor advised me to rest, I have already started special training."

Bai Mucheng pursed his lips. "Special training right after recovering from serious injuries?"

"Yes……"

Katsumi nodded, then suddenly realized what he meant and teased Shiramu Cheng, "Why are you surprised? You always seem to be fighting again right after you've recovered from a serious injury, right?"

"Hahaha!"

Bai Mucheng grinned and shook his head, then sipped his tea with a smile.

Katsumi got back to the point, "Almost ever since that 'father-son showdown,' I haven't been able to find peace of mind."

"If you don't overexert your body to release yourself, you'll feel..."

Katsumi looked at Shiraki Shō, "Anyway, we're pretty much the same, aren't we?"

Bai Mucheng nodded.

Katsumi leaned back on the sofa, a faint smile playing on his lips. "Everyone's like that."

“My dad is incredibly foolish. The day after his match with Yu Lei Ling, he went out alone again to do ‘waterfall training’ in the mountains.”

"It's just one person standing still under the icy waterfall!"

"They're already quite old..."

Katsumi sighed helplessly and recalled:

“A few days ago, I invited Master Shechuan Gangqi, the ‘Martial Saint,’ to the Shenxin Association to exchange ideas and discuss martial arts.”

"The teacher is very well-informed and told me about the recent activities of other people."

Katsumi recounted in detail:

"Jiuju master Motobu Izo is also training in the mountains."

"【Rope-breaking technique】The pickaxe is raised, and he is frantically hitting the sandbag every day. It seems that he has even spent a lot of money on the tape used to repair the sandbag."

"His brother, Gao Hongye, also seems to have abandoned his regular job and is training like crazy every day."

"Heavyweight four-time champion [Fighting God] Gaolang has missed a series of recent matches and is reportedly undergoing special training."

"besides……"

"Jack Van Ma is taking more and more medication every day."

"The 'Boxing Hero' Retsukai, who is far away in the United States, is said to still be boxing, but there is no news about him, and we don't know how he is doing."

"Another person in the United States, Mr. Unchain Biscat Oliva, volunteered to take on the heaviest work in the prison."

"There are many other people like this..."

"As far as Professor Shibukawa knows, the only one who hasn't changed is 'Kaoru Hanayama,' after all, he's still the same person!"

Katsumi stroked his chin and looked at Shiraki with a smile.