Super Fighting Tokyo.

Hanzi held up three fingers as he finished speaking.

"Possessing someone to chat is one thing, but if someone wants to possess someone just for the purpose of fighting, I can only think of 'two' scenarios."

"Either you create a 'personal body', but it can't be a corpse that has already lost its functions; the condition must be good."

"Either, we need to find a suitable person."

"..."

Everyone was listening attentively, and Maruk was also listening carefully.

Hanzi explained in detail: "First, this person's body should ideally have been adapted to different personalities so that spirits can possess them more smoothly."

Maruk nodded. "Oh."

Hanzi continued, "Secondly, this person must be simple-minded and able to coexist peacefully with the possessing soul for the time being."

Maruk nodded. "Oh, okay."

Hanzi added, "Of course, since it's for fighting, the person's body also needs to be strong, otherwise they won't be able to withstand Erhu's soul."

Maruk nodded, "Oh, oh, oh!"

"--above."

Hanzi sighed helplessly, "It's fortunate that the souls of the Ten Demon Snakes and Two Tigers are gentle enough, otherwise the conditions would be even more outrageous than these."

Maruk listened attentively. "I see, Maruk understands!"

But as soon as he finished speaking, Maruk suddenly noticed that many people in the living room turned their heads and looked at him.

Maruk: "..."

Maruk: "...Huh?"

……

……

As a drug-modified human, Maruk did indeed once have a personality that was addicted to killing, but now it has been locked away in his heart.

This robust young man with medium-length slicked-back hair is undoubtedly a formidable fighter, and is also a simple and friendly person.

The conditions are almost perfectly met.

"..."

Everyone started introducing Maruk in a flurry of chatter.

Upon hearing this, even the well-informed Tokugawa Hanko couldn't help but slap his thigh and burst into laughter.

"Haha, I guess this is a kind of fate?"

"In that case..."

Hanzi slowly got up and walked towards Maruk, who was sitting on the sofa.

"The spirit summoning won't last long, so you must cherish it!"

After saying this, Hanzi knelt down, put his hands together, and began chanting incantations again, probably from scriptures, but more complex than before.

"Wah la yi wu yi wah..."

A few seconds later—

Snapped!

Tokugawa Hanko jumped off the ground, reaching a height far exceeding that of an old woman, almost touching her back to the ceiling on the first floor.

She landed lightly, rolled her eyes, and her posture once again transformed into that of ten demons and two tigers.

"Ugh! Wah-la-yi-u-ru-li-la~~~~~!"

"..."

Everyone stared intently, eager to see what Tokugawa Hanko was about to do.

But at that moment, Tokugawa turned around, his back to the scene of the spirit séance.

Wu Fengshui asked, somewhat puzzled, "Grandpa Tokugawa, aren't you going to watch it anymore?"

"No, no..."

Tokugawa waved his hands and shook his head repeatedly, sweat beading on his forehead, as if he couldn't bear to look at him. "I have tasted it many times."

"...?"

Everyone listened with confusion.

The next second—

Swish!

Suddenly, Tokugawa Hanko grabbed Maruk's shoulder and, before anyone could react, forcefully kissed Maruk's lips.

Mouth to mouth!

Chirp!

"~~~~~~~!?"

Upon seeing this, everyone in the living room froze in place.

Even Bai Mucheng, who had expected this, couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his eye, truly shocked by the shocking scene before him.

Katahara Metsudo blinked curiously, while Kano Aki frowned in confusion;

Wu Fengshui raised his hand to cover his veiled eyes;

If there's gauze, stand on tiptoe and widen your eyes;

"Ah, this..."

Kazuo Yamashita even opened his mouth so wide it looked like it could fit a giant light bulb inside!

Wang Ma's expression was equally complicated, his head filled with question marks. "Hey!?"

About ten seconds later—

Boo!

Lip points.

Tokugawa Hanko staggered back a few steps, barely managing not to fall, as if he had exhausted a lot of energy.

Meanwhile, "Maruk," who had been slumped on the sofa, slowly stood up, supporting himself on the armrests. His eyes rolled around a few times before finally settling down.

The "Maruk" blinked, clenched his fists a few times, and let out a long breath.

"Hoo-ha~~~~!"

Erhu frowned, his expression much more mature than Maruk's, and then slightly raised the corners of his mouth, smiling with a unique kind of dashing charm.

"Okay, that solves everything!"

Chapter 603 Type Four

Maruk stood up?!

"...!?"

Everyone in the living room stared wide-eyed as they looked "Maruk" up and down.

Maruk —

This young man, whose mental age is only that of an elementary school student, is a regular at the Fighting Spirit Martial Arts Academy and is good friends with many people in the industry.

Maruk frequents places like the Kengan-kai, Shinshin-kai, the Royal Sakura Girls' Academy, the Gambler's Club, the underground fighting arena, and even the women's fighting group Valkyrie...

Occasionally, he would be invited to participate in practice matches.

Although he doesn't know many moves, his strength lies in his excellent physical condition and pure movements. His fighting style is recognized as clean and beautiful, and his record is quite good.

"...!!"

But at this very moment, as Hanzi uses Maruk's body to complete the spirit summoning...

I wonder if it's a psychological reason?

Or perhaps it's because the "Ten Demon Snakes and Two Tigers" are similar in size to "Maruk".

Upon closer inspection, everyone discovered that "Maruk" had changed its appearance.

All I saw was—

Maruk frowned slightly, his eyes sharp yet revealing a hint of a smile.

His lips curled up in a smile, exuding arrogance and composure.

A few stubbles had appeared on his chin, adding a touch of vicissitude to the young man's face.

"call--!"

"Maruk" let out another long breath.

He ran his hands through his head, messing up his originally slicked-back medium-length hair, making it loose and natural.

Her bangs fell naturally, covering her forehead.

Then, "Maruk" found a long strip of cloth, tied up the rest of his medium-length hair, and let it hang down on his left shoulder, adding a touch of unruliness.

He had one hand on his hip, his posture relaxed, yet his center of gravity was very stable, leaving no doubt that he could handle any situation.

"..."

Everyone stared intently.

This "illusionary face" is absolutely genuine!

He was none other than Tokita Ohma's master, and also the grandmaster who improved the Niko-ryu style—Tokita Niko!

Many years ago, Erhu fought against powerful enemies in a series of debates to stop the rampaging Wangma, and ultimately died in the last battle.