Super Fighting Tokyo.

Baki leaned against the wall, his eyes darting around, and smiled, "Since it's your Niko-ryu, you're in charge, right?"

"Haha, is that even a question?"

Wang Ma grinned, "The King of the Sea is a rare genius embraced by thousands of years of martial arts, so I can only challenge him with my Two Tigers Style."

"—Use the real [Demon Slayer]!!"

"..."

Baki understood and nodded with a faint smile.

When Ohma paused to wipe his sweat, Baki suddenly gestured with his chin towards Garuda beside him, "Is this Ohma's girlfriend?"

Garuda raised his hand and cheered, "Yes!"

Wang Ma was stunned. "No way—!!"

He rubbed his head helplessly, blaming Baki for bringing up the topic, "Anyway, it's not... Let's talk about it after we're done with this!"

Baki raised an eyebrow and exchanged a smile with Yamashita Kazuo.

Kazuo Yamamoto smiled and offered his blessings, "Mr. Ohma, good luck!"

"Ok!"

……

……

at the same time.

Qinglong side, players' rest room.

creak...

Retsukai pushed open the door and went out.

He was wearing black training pants, barefoot, and fully prepared to step into the arena to fight.

Guo Haihuang followed silently behind Lie Haiwang with his hands behind his back.

The two walked along the passage and saw Bai Mucheng waiting for them by the wall on one side.

"..."

Bai Mucheng stood with his hands in his pockets, leaning against the wall, looking Lie Haiwang up and down.

"There are no rules prohibiting the use of weapons in today's competition."

"But it seems that the mighty Sea King has no intention of using weapons."

Bai Mucheng smiled faintly, "Not only do you not have any weapons on you, but you also have no intention of using any weapons on the field—I can sense that."

"Um……"

Retsukai-oh nodded and said seriously, "I have no intention of using weapons, but that does not mean I underestimate Tokita Ohma."

Bai Mucheng grinned and said, "I know, that's just how Lie Haiwang is."

Retsukai was puzzled, "My...style...?"

"It's all about equality."

Shiraki explained, "If you consider Miyamoto Musashi as an opponent, you have to accept the use of weapons so that the two sides are equal."

"And if you're going to face Tokita Ohma, you'll have to push your skills to the limit."

"Using thousands of years of martial arts techniques against decades of Erhu style—"

"So even if the rules are lifted, you don't plan to use weapons, not out of contempt, but because that's the style of the 'King of the Sea'."

"..."

Pa~!

Guo Haihuang clapped his hands from behind, reminding the two that time was almost up.

Bai Mucheng smiled and stepped aside, walking diagonally behind Lie Haiwang, and together with Guo Haihuang, escorted Lie Haiwang into the arena.

At that moment, Shiraki suddenly thought, "It really looks like it..."

Retsukai-oh asked in confusion, "What?"

Shiraki recalled, "Pico before, and now Miyamoto Musashi—Retsu Kaioh was the first to challenge them."

"As expected of Retsukai-oh..."

"Even if he is eaten or killed, Retsukai-oh will fight against those he considers strong. This is Retsukai-oh's 'righteousness'!"

"So, so..."

As the passage neared its end, Bai Mucheng raised his hand and patted Lie Haiwang on the back.

Snapped!

"So, Lie, don't be so stingy. Once in a while, be frank and accept someone else's 'righteousness'!"

……

……

From the direction of Azure Dragon, [Fist Hero] Lie Haiwang enters the arena.

From the direction of the White Tiger, the [Asura] Tokita no Oma enters the field.

"..."

They stepped onto the arena almost simultaneously, their feet treading on the sandy ground, walking step by step toward each other, and finally meeting in the arena.

The two stood facing each other.

"Here I am!"

Sheath Incense's voice resounded throughout the entire venue.

"Fist Technique VS Two Tiger Style! Warrior VS Warrior!! [Fist Hero] VS [Asura]!!!"

"How incredibly romantic! A battle I've been eagerly anticipating!"

Sheath Incense gripped the microphone tightly.

"The two heroes stood facing each other, both very serious, but there was not a trace of bloodshed on their faces. Instead, they were full of anticipation!"

"Even they themselves are extremely looking forward to the fierce battle that is about to begin!"

……

……

Wang Ma looked at Retsukai-oh and said seriously and calmly, "No matter what style of martial arts it is, everyone dreams of one day being able to compete with fist techniques, right?"

"Lie, thank you. Erhu will also be very happy that I have this opportunity."

"..."

Retsu Kaioh's face was serious. "Tokita, I will respond to you with all my might!"

Wang Ma grinned broadly, "Ah, me too."

After that, the meeting ended.

At the referee's signal, Wang Ma and Lie Haiwang turned around and returned to their original positions on either side of the field.

……

……

Meanwhile, at the entrance of Qinglong Pass.

Guo Haihuang and Bai Mucheng were both turning their heads in the same direction.

Over there—beside Tokugawa Mitsunari sat a man with his hair tied up, wearing a light blue martial arts uniform, with a leopard-like head and tiger-like eyes, exuding an extraordinary aura.

It is none other than the peerless Miyamoto Musashi!

This was also the first time Guo Haihuang had seen the other party in reality and witnessed the fighting spirit that distorted the air.

"..."

Guo Haihuang pursed his lips, his expression somewhat complicated.

Bai Mucheng asked curiously, "Teacher Guo, what do you think?"

Guo Haihuang took a deep breath and said slowly, "No matter what opponent I face, my fist technique, as a self-defense technique, will ensure that I come back alive."

These words were very strange, but Shiraki immediately understood them.

"Fist Technique" will definitely come back alive.

But what about "Retsu Kaioh"?

"White Wood..."

Guo Haihuang's lips curled up, his eyelids arched, and he smiled very happily.

Just as he was about to say something, he saw Bai Mucheng turn around and suddenly leap up, stepping onto the wooden fence of the arena.

Swish!

Shiraki Jobi leaped upwards, jumping over the crowds along the way, and finally reached the stairs, standing next to the large drum bearing the Tokugawa family crest.

It was this large drum that heralded the start of battle after battle.

"……ah!?"

The staff member in charge of beating the drums was startled by the sudden arrival of Shiraki.

Bai Mucheng, however, did not care at all. He held the side of the drum with his left hand, spread his five fingers with his right hand, and aimed at the drum surface to strike it hard.

Boom-! ! !

The sound of drums echoed throughout the underground arena.

At the same time, the sound of the incense stick rang out:

"Game start!"

……