Super Fighting Tokyo.

Need I say more? It's because this posture allows for both "striking" and "fighting".

"..."

Gradually, Shiraki Cheng's entire body became completely exhausted.

Every muscle, every bone, and even every cell transformed into spiritual energy, as if a dark purple glow emanated from within.

Starting in such an extremely relaxed state, the speed must be incomprehensibly fast.

Soul-level [Exhaustion] – mental energy, which shaped my movements.

And my consciousness—

What can my "waves of killing intent" create? What realm can it reach?

Will I be able to get there...?

Simply throwing an "invisible punch" is not enough.

Above that, there is also—

Can my "invisible fist" be created by the "wave of killing intent"? Can it reach a "realm" beyond that...?

——！

Thinking of this, Bai Mucheng couldn't stop his desire to "strike," and he kept punching and kicking in place, launching a series of attacks.

Whoosh~ Whoosh whoosh whoosh~~~!

Various punches and kicks of different weights, light, medium, and heavy, were quickly unleashed by Shiraki Sei, transforming into a series of consecutive aerial strikes combining hooks, swings, and sweeps.

Its movements were so fast from the start that they were dazzling, as if a strong wind was surging and churning, making them impossible to see clearly.

But Shiramu Cheng is still accelerating!

The more they fought, the faster they fought, and the more they wanted to fight. After each punch, four or five more punches and kicks would follow, exploding one after another like branches and leaves.

Whoosh! Snap! Boom!

As practice continued, Shiraki Seung's punches and kicks became increasingly intense, even incorporating leaps and bounds, leaving him in a dazed state.

With more and more thoughts running through his mind, Shiraki Seiye became increasingly happy as he fought, entering a state of complete absorption.

Gradually, the surrounding ink wash surged.

The ink-wash dotted lines outlined the character "Long," who was looking helplessly at his apprentice, about to remind him not to get too excited.

suddenly--

{……？}

Long noticed that a ghostly figure appeared next to Bai Mucheng, wearing a yellow safety helmet, a brown casual leather jacket, and dark red taekwondo trousers.

Just as Shiraki Cheng was about to fall due to his overactive mind and overly rapid attacks—

Swish!

The phantom suddenly pushed off the ground and twisted its waist, turning around to kick out a [Tornado Kick], colliding with Bai Mucheng's staggering steps.

Bang~!

In an instant, the two forces were cleverly neutralized.

Bai Mucheng landed firmly on his feet, stomping his foot on the floor with a muffled "thump," and got up to catch his breath, still feeling unsatisfied.

"Haa...haa..."

At this moment, the shadowy figure beside him had already taken off his helmet, revealing a head of medium-length golden hair.

He lectured Bai Mucheng, "You idiot, don't make reckless moves without considering the consequences!"

After saying that, he shook his head helplessly and glanced at Long, who was watching from not far away.

{Seriously, you're just like him, great fighting spirit, but you're both stubborn...}

The phantom and Long smiled knowingly and went their separate ways.

"call……"

Shiraki took a deep breath, then lay back on the ground, feeling the exhilaration of sweat sliding down his skin and finally dripping onto the floor.

"Great, fantastic!"

How exactly is he going to face Miyamoto Musashi?

—Just thinking about this problem is fun enough.

……

……

On the same day, in the afternoon.

TV Tokyo's news program broadcast a shocking report, a video from the Metropolitan Police Department—

Yesterday, around 9 a.m.

A man calling himself "Miyamoto Musashi" clashed with several police officers in a busy street in Shibuya and used bizarre moves to knock all the officers unconscious with his bare hands.

The scene was just like a martial arts scene from a period drama.

The police officer lying on the ground had no external injuries, but showed no signs of fighting back.

The man who called himself "Miyamoto Musashi" turned and left as if nothing had happened.

……

--above.

This news, broadcast on television and subsequently reposted online, sparked numerous discussions and remains shrouded in mystery.

Ordinary people are puzzled by this.

Within the underground fighting community, the existence of "Miyamoto Musashi" is spreading at an astonishing speed, reaching the ears of everyone.

……

The headquarters of the Divine Heart Society.

After watching the news, the father and son, Yuji Doppo and Yuji Katsumi, sat on the sofa in silence for thirty minutes.

Finally, Doppo spoke first, "It's really me..."

Katsumi nodded earnestly, "That's me!"

……

Inside a room.

[Monster] Jack Hanma is injecting himself with his daily dose of enhancement drugs.

After witnessing the news, he stood up abruptly, knocking over bottles and jars with a clatter, his eyes fixed on the screen.

So strong...!!

Who exactly is this person?!

……

The training room at the Katahara Mitsudo residence.

【Fang of Destruction】Gano Awa, has just finished a training battle with his fellow Guardians.

He was wiping his sweat and drinking water when he saw the news about Miyamoto Musashi on the television he had turned on.

"—?!"

In an instant, Ghana's eyes widened, feeling restless and unable to calm down.

……

Shibukawa-ryu Aikijujutsu Dojo.

[Martial Saint] Shechuan, full of vigor, assumed a stance to continue practicing, his heart also churning with emotion.

What kind of mess is this...?

Now that things have come to this, that "Miyamoto Musashi" move is practically saying that modern martial arts are all useless superficial skills!

……

An empty lot on the outskirts of Tokyo.

[Ashura] Tokita Ohma, after watching the news video, has been silent for an unknown amount of time, which makes Yamashita Kazuo a little worried.

But suddenly, Wang Ma let out a long sigh.

He continued practicing.

"No matter who the opponent is, my Two Tigers Style will continue to fight!"

……

In the countryside, in the woods.

The Demon Spear Master, Kuroki Gensai, is practicing his martial arts, standing in a stance beside a burning campfire.

He recalled the video he saw, his gaze blending the firelight with the night, outlining the face of "Miyamoto Musashi".

"Um..."

"It's not enough; it's still far from the person I aspire to be."

"I, Kuroki Gensai, am still too green..."

……

The chairman's office in the high-rise building of the TEPCO Group.

The long-dormant ambitious figure of the Kengan Association, who is also the chairman of Tokyo Electric Power Company, "Katsumasa Hayami," is now staring at the television with a sinister grin.

Inside the office were several representatives of criminal groups, from IDEAL and the Bug organization.

"The opportunity has arrived!"

Hayami exclaimed excitedly, "Nothing could break this deadlock more than an executioner from the samurai era!"

……