Super Fighting Tokyo.

According to Mupu, Sada Kuni is not afraid of death and can give up his own life or the lives of others without hesitation.

This upright and unconventional character made Mu Pu vow to follow him forever.

To this end, he did not hesitate to break the rules of the gambling notary and help Sada Kuni cheat in various gambling games.

For this reason, even if it means degrading himself into a despicable person, he—Megukirou—will help Sada Kuni achieve his goal and seize membership in the Kengan Association!

—Swish!

Suddenly, Mu Pu took off his suit jacket and threw it out, just like he had thrown out his briefcase earlier, as if to block Shiramu Cheng's view.

But Mu Pu's true purpose is something else entirely.

He threw his suit jacket in the direction the camera was located. In other words, his real purpose was not to block Bai Mucheng's view, but to temporarily prevent the referee from seeing the scene!

shuh...

Mu Pu drew a small knife from his waist.

It's a "Spetsnaz knife"!

Equipped by Soviet special forces, it can launch blades at close range with an initial speed of up to 60 km/h!

No matter how strong the defense is, it is still just flesh and blood, and it is impossible to withstand a sharp blade head-on.

In the instant before the referee could see, Moku would use this small knife to decide the final outcome of this challenge!

click!

Mu Pu pressed the trigger button.

But the moment the knife was launched by the spring, Shiramu Cheng suddenly changed his stance, no longer defending, but instead using all his strength to do a backflip and kicking upwards with a powerful kick.

【Guyoo somersault kick】!

Swish!

With a flick of his toe, he sent the knife blade flying upwards, embedding it directly into the cabin ceiling.

Mupu Guilang stared in astonishment at the scene before him, and at the same time saw Shiraki Cheng's calm eyes and regretful expression.

"Drawing a knife during a fight?"

"Brother Mupu, you've spoiled the mood..."

Chapter Seventy-Seven: From Nature

Whoa!

The moment Mupu threw the suit, Shiramu Cheng's consciousness was also racing through his mind.

He could sense it—

Beside him stood a burly soldier with a buzz cut, who was raising his strong arms in a defensive stance, his gaze calm and fearless.

His body was outlined by ink wash shadows.

Its name is "Gulie"!

Born into the Air Force, he studied "martial arts" and "military combat techniques," possessing an impactful defensive range, and at close range, he uses a variety of striking techniques to restrain his opponents.

In terms of defensive counter-attack, he is undoubtedly a "professional"!

"..."

Gu Lie's gaze was forward, sharp and unwavering.

Shiraki Cheng imitated Gu Lie's stance, but his movements were not concise enough, so Gu Lie continued to instruct him.

You need to pay attention to your body's habits.

Don't look away! The chance to retaliate is fleeting; stay calm and focus on that moment!

Bai Mucheng's stance gradually stabilized, becoming increasingly concise and efficient.

Gu Lie's illusory figure nodded slightly, looked at the eye pool in front of him, and then caught a glimpse of the blade of the small knife that had been kicked away by Shiramu Cheng directly above.

...That's right, I'm sure you'll learn faster through real combat. Go ahead and attack boldly.

There are no rules on the battlefield, and the situation changes in an instant. You have to adapt to all kinds of situations and not be afraid of change—that's what makes you a professional!

"..."

wow...

Mupu's black suit landed gently on the ground.

The people on the lower level all looked up at the blade stuck in the ceiling and whispered among themselves, "Hey, didn't that guy just pull out a knife? He threw it but it got kicked away?"

The people at the top also realized what was happening.

Akiyama Kaede frowned deeply. "That guy named Megumi, he deliberately blocked the camera just now? He cheated!"

However, the referees from the Kengan Association remained silent.

Akiyama Kaede hurriedly said, "Mr. Shiraki kicked something away; it should be stuck in the ceiling, out of the camera's field of view!"

"...Please don't treat me like an outsider, Ms. Akiyama. I can tell that kind of thing."

The referee paused, then turned around and explained seriously, "But if I were to make a direct ruling, wouldn't that mean letting go of the person who insulted the Quanyuan match? Besides, our 'new member' wouldn't be satisfied either."

"I won't stop until Mr. Shiraki finishes fighting."

The referee chuckled mischievously, "After all, I've been a referee for many years, I'm not going to spoil the fun."

……

……

Mokukirou was still stunned by the failure of his sneak attack.

He made up his mind, even abandoning his pride and degrading himself to the level of a despicable person, but was actually kicked away by Bai Mucheng!

“Brother Mupu, you seem to have made a great decision, but in the end, it’s just one move.”

"If you miss the first time, you throw another punch. That's what fighting is all about."

Bai Mucheng stared at what was in front of him. "Why wait until everything is ready? Your way of playing won't work."

"...Now, I'm going to move."

The next second—

Bai Mucheng bent down and stepped forward.

Ode!

【Charge with Fighting Spirit】!

That speed was truly ghostly; Mupu couldn't react in time, and Bai Mucheng instantly closed the distance.

What followed was an extremely fast mid-section straight punch.

Guile's Burning Straight Punch!

boom!

Mupu took a solid hit to the face, his nose was shattered, and he even lost several teeth.

"...?!"

He instinctively threw a punch, but missed.

Shiraki Seiichi first crouched down and swept his leg, hitting Moku's ankle. He then stood up and threw a straight punch to Moku's chest.

【Guyle Dragon Fang Combo】!

Mupu's chest caved in, and he felt short of breath and couldn't move. He could only try his best to open his eyes wide.

In his line of sight, he could clearly see that Bai Mucheng clenched his fists and pulled his arms back, contracting his back muscles to the limit, bending his upper arm and forearm at a right angle.

For a moment, Mupu suddenly had a strange feeling.

What lay on either side of Shiraki's shoulders were not two arms, but two sharp curved blades!

That feeling was similar to Mupu's unique way of clenching his fist, but it went a step further, completely turning the tip of his fist into a sharp blade.

"Although I can't be as 'fast' as my master, I have some insights to share..."

Bai Mucheng gave a low shout.

"Mupu, hold on tight!"

Swish!

Shiramu Cheng used his chest muscles to pull his arms, and quickly crossed his arms.

Guile O Sonic Chop!

The tips of both fists swept across.

puff!

Mu Pu's shirt was ripped open, revealing two gashes on his skin. The subcutaneous tissue was exposed, and dark red muscle fibers were visible. Two streams of blood gushed out!

"..."

The excruciating pain shot through his brain, causing Mu Pu to open his mouth wide, but he didn't even have time to let out a roar.

Shiramu Cheng once again pushed off the ground and did a backflip, kicking powerfully upwards just like he had kicked away Xiaodao before.

【Guyoo somersault kick】!

Swish!

The tip of the foot knife traveled upwards along Mupu's lower abdomen, vertically slicing open his chest, before striking his chin and sending him flying upwards with a "bang".

...Thump!

Mu Pu traced a parabola in mid-air before crashing heavily to the ground, his jaw nearly shattered, three clear wounds on his chest, and blood flowing uncontrollably.

Seeing this, the people on the lower level stared wide-eyed, completely unprepared for Mupu's swift defeat.