Super Fighting Tokyo.

Guo Haihuang raised his hand, interrupting Lie Haiwang, "To rise and fall in victory and defeat is the right of modern martial artists, and it is also our advantage."

"Don't say that you've let me down. After all, in my opinion, martial arts and skills are inherently cunning things."

"As long as you come back alive, that's all that matters!"

Guo Haihuang smiled broadly and said leisurely, "As for Lie Haiwang's 'martial arts,' that's your own business. You'd better practice hard!"

Upon hearing this, King Liehai paused, then closed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Yes, I remember..."

"..."

As for the other side—

Compared to the dialogue between Guo Haihuang and Lie Haiwang, the dialogue between Shi Gui She Wang Ma here is more "youthful and energetic".

Garuda approached the king's bedside and stared at the king's right cheek, which he could not avoid.

The young woman from the Wu clan clenched her fists, her surrounding aura distorting into heart shapes, and laughed happily:

"Grandpa acknowledges Wangma's strength! So, he's allowed me to be with Wangma! From now on, Wangma will be staying at my house!"

Wang Ma: "..."

Wang Ma: "?"

Kazuo Yama, with a sense of relief, sighed helplessly, "Mr. Ohma, in the end, he still made a move on a high school girl..."

Ohma: "???"

The man nicknamed "Asura" was completely bewildered and even wanted to jump off the hospital bed to escape, but he was simply unable to move.

The fear and confusion in his left eye were something he had never shown even when facing [Power Dissipation]!

"puff……!"

Seeing this, Wu Fengshui covered his mouth and laughed out loud, waving his hand helplessly, "Garuda is still the same as ever, her way of pursuing her boyfriend is too forceful!"

Shiramu Cheng: "..."

Shiraki Cheng: "?"

He crossed his arms, tilted his head, looked left and right, and even stood on tiptoe, giving off an expression that said, "You have absolutely no right to judge others."

Wu Fengshui grinned.

Suddenly, a series of wails from the old man came from outside the door.

"Waaah, Garuda... I don't want to agree! Waaah..."

It's easy to guess that it must be that unparalleled great-granddaughter-obsessed Wu Huili Yang, who is throwing a tantrum because of Garuda's love affair.

There were even other members of the Wu clan encouraging him, saying, "You didn't go berserk? You've made great progress, Grandpa."

"..."

Before long, the quiet infirmary became noisy.

Wang Ma sighed helplessly, glanced around, ignored the little hearts around Garuda, and finally exchanged a smile with Yamashita Kazuo.

Yamashita Kazuo said reassuringly, "Mr. Wang Ma, welcome back."

"Ah, thank you for taking care of me, Kazuo Yamashita."

Wang Ma nodded. "Please continue to take care of me, because I need to become even stronger."

Yamashita Kazuo paused, then nodded with a faint smile.

"Please take good care of me, Mr. Wang Ma."

Mr. Yamashita——

This man in his fifties had lived a weary life in the so-called "reality," forgetting his dreams in the numbness of day after day.

He was forced to confront the so-called "reality" and stopped moving forward for various reasons.

However, Yamashita Kazuo had already realized that he—Tokita Ohma—would never give up.

Yamashita Kazuo finally understood that Tokita Ohma was the person he had failed to become, the person he wanted to become.

So, no matter how it ends, let's keep going!

"..."

Wang Ma paused for a moment.

Because Garuda was constantly pressed against his face, its breath tickling Wangma's skin, he had no choice but to change the subject.

Wang Ma looked at Bai Mucheng on the other side.

"By the way, isn't the next match about to start?"

Wangma asked in confusion, "You're going to fight that 'Fang of Destruction' Kanao, why aren't you preparing? Has the match been postponed?"

"Ah...no, no."

Bai Mucheng shook his head, his expression somewhat strange, and nodded thoughtfully, saying, "Yes, that's right... I should go and prepare..."

After saying that, Shiraki Cheng grinned and said, "Thanks for reminding me, Ohma. Remember to watch my match on TV."

Wang Ma blinked. "Ah, okay..."

He wasn't good at reading people, but at this moment, Wang Ma clearly sensed that Bai Mucheng's condition was a bit off.

It's not that I'm in a bad state... it's definitely not that kind of thing.

Rather, it's another extreme...

Bai Mucheng took his leave, while Wu Fengshui stayed by his side.

"..."

Afterwards, the few people who remained in the room looked at each other for a moment, recalling Bai Mucheng's actions earlier, and all of them had more or less noticed something.

Retsu Kaioh frowned slightly. "Shiraki... he really isn't preparing...?"

Yamashita Kazuo asked, puzzled, "What do you mean?"

Retsu Kaioh tried to describe it, "The feeling he gave me just now was like a contestant who had warmed up thoroughly and was about to go into the arena!"

Guo Haihuang added with a faint smile, "However, he had just watched the last game and then came straight to the medical room without any warm-up time."

Yamashita Kazuo was immediately filled with questions, "What on earth is this...?"

"Hum..."

Guo Haihuang smiled faintly, "It seems that Bai Mu has fully realized what 'real combat' means."

……

……

At the entrance to the infirmary, at the end of the left-hand corridor.

Several young members of the Wu family, worried that their grandfather might disturb the wounded soldiers' rest, slowly carried the old man here.

Wu Huiliyang huddled in the corner, still heartbroken over the question of "Garuda falling in love".

After much persuasion from everyone, this super-obsessed great-granddaughter finally calmed down a little.

"..."

Just then, Bai Mucheng and Wu Fengshui passed by and headed to another lounge.

As she passed by Wu Huiliyang, Wu Huiliyang slowly stood up.

The Wu family thought their grandfather was about to lose his temper again, but Wu Huili was very calm. It turned out she wanted to talk to Bai Mucheng.

"Shiraimu..."

"Ok?"

Bai Mucheng turned his head and smiled at the old man, "What is it, Grandpa?"

Wu Huili chuckled amusedly, "You're still loitering around here? Don't get beaten to a pulp by [Fang of Annihilation]!"

Shiramu Cheng nodded. "Okay, I'll go get ready!"

After saying that, he waved his hand and bid farewell to Wu Huiliyang.

"..."

Watching Bai Mucheng's departing figure, the young man from the Wu clan wondered, "The competition is about to start, is he only now going to prepare?"

Wu Huiliyang, however, had a different opinion: "Is he really... not preparing?"

The young man from the Wu clan was taken aback. "Huh?"

Wu Huili suddenly raised an eyebrow and chuckled, muttering, "A guy who likes to hit people is probably always ready to hit someone, right?"

"Hey, Shiraki!"

Suddenly, Wu Huili called out to Bai Mucheng, who was walking further and further away.

The first "Fang of Destruction" said in a deep voice, "Never underestimate the 'Fang of Destruction'!"

……

……

Meanwhile, in another corridor passage.

[Demon Spear] Kuroki Gensai, dressed in a black Taoist robe, stood barefoot in front of the wall on one side of the passage, firmly planted in a horse stance.

"call……"

His breathing was steady and deep.

Just then, at the corner of the corridor not far away.

A figure wearing bamboo leather shoes, a dark blue Taoist robe, and a samurai sword at his waist was walking towards them.

It was none other than Miyamoto Musashi, the peerless warrior.

"Well……"

Musashi smiled, his joy palpable, and looked around with great interest, observing everything around him.

Ultimately, it fell upon Kuroki Gensai.