Super Fighting Tokyo.

"Maruk wants Uncle Akagi to win!"

Maruk stared at Garo, gritting his teeth as he said:

"Brother Mo said that the bad guys are going to attack this city with missiles, but Maruk has so many friends here, so I don't want the bad guys to launch their missiles!"

"Brother Cheng, Sister Yusa, Brother Baku, Uncle Akagi... and many other people we ate barbecue with before!"

Maruk's breathing gradually stabilized.

Even though he could sense from Gara that "he might not be able to win," Maruk's eyes remained firm.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Maruk will no longer fear Rodem, because Maruk—I can now clearly feel my own existence!"

"Brother Cheng, please leave this battle to me!"

"..."

Hearing these naive and childish words, which even gave people goosebumps, Jialuo couldn't help but laugh.

Madarame Baku has really found an interesting fellow!

Galo looked at Shiramu Cheng again, who was shrugging helplessly at him, clearly intending to respect Maruk's choice.

Hmm, it's a little infuriating?

Gara's eyes darted around, noticing that Maruk had already started moving and was approaching him step by step.

"I'm determined to get the cards to the higher levels, and if you dare to interfere..."

I'll kick you!

Maruk leaped into the air and delivered a high kick.

Swish!

Galo had anticipated Maruk's move, and dodged to the side by sliding to the side, while simultaneously blocking Maruk's ankle with her palm.

As Maruk landed, Garo had already circled around to Maruk's back.

A strong sense of crisis welled up in his heart. Just as Maruk was about to turn around and throw a punch, Garo made the move first.

Snapped!

A precise low kick struck Maruk in the back of the knee, forcing Maruk to bend his legs and lose his balance.

"Whoa!"

Gara's expression was relaxed, as if he had foreseen everything and was manipulating Maruk at will.

Just before Maruk was about to kneel, Garo aimed at Maruk's head and kicked forward with a powerful front kick.

Swish!

Maruk leaned back to dodge, and in the process, he rolled over several times.

After he regained his footing, it was clearly visible to the naked eye that a small patch of skin on one side of Maruk's cheek had been scraped open by his leather shoes, with blood seeping from under the skin.

If Gara's kick had landed, Maruk's cervical spine would probably have been broken!

"..."

Maruk and Garo—their lightning-fast offense and defense could be concluded with just one glance.

This is not on the same level as the previous "Megukirou"!

Either of them could easily toy with Mupu, just like Shiraki Seiji did just now!

"Hehe, it's clearly a domesticated kitten, but it's quite resilient..."

Jialuo raised her chin, glancing around out of the corner of her eye, and noticed Bai Mucheng.

At that moment, Shiraki was supporting Kaji Takaomi beside him while clapping and cheering for Maruk, the sound quite jarring in the hall.

"..."

Upon seeing this, Galo couldn't help but frown.

Regardless of what the Baku is planning, this guy named Maruk is quite interesting, but that Shiraki Masaru is just too conspicuous.

Is it because you don't like the look of it? No, it's not that...

Galo gradually realized that it was her own nature and instinct that had made her regard Shiraki Cheng as a "target of struggle," and therefore she was unwilling to shift her attention.

"Heh, this is interesting!"

Galo stared at Bai Mucheng, "After I've finished bullying this little cat, I'll play with you properly!"

To everyone's surprise, Shiramu Cheng scratched his face and said, "No need. I advise you to focus, because if you underestimate Maruk, he'll bully you instead..."

Galo was puzzled.

Shiraki grinned. "After all, Maruk is a member of 'our place' and has worked hard to train himself."

Galo was even more confused. "Where?"

Shiraki Cheng put his hand on Kaji Takaomi's shoulder and said happily, "Brother Gara, have you heard of the 'Fighting Spirit Martial Arts Hall'?"

Galo: "..."

Galo: "?"

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"what?"

Galo stared wide-eyed, completely bewildered.

What exactly is the Fighting Spirit Martial Arts Academy? Is it the name of an organization? Or a martial arts dojo?

Before Garo could think it through, Maruk had already clenched his fist and punched him.

Swish!

As a subject of human experimentation, Maruk's physical abilities far surpassed those of ordinary people; even a simple punch was incredibly powerful.

But in Galo's view, no matter how powerful the punch is, it is meaningless if it doesn't hit the target.

He dodged to the side, easily avoiding the punch, and even had the leisure to stroke his chin.

Just as Gara was about to offer his opinion, Maruk suddenly launched a low kick, aiming at Gara's shin.

despair!

Galo immediately pushed off the ground to gain momentum, rotated his body, and lifted his leg to avoid the kick. Then he turned around and kicked back, striking Maruk's outstretched arms.

boom!

Maruk staggered back several steps before finally regaining his balance.

"Whoa!"

Galo raised an eyebrow, noticing something amiss.

His first encounter with Maruk, which took place in the ship's corridor, was a resounding victory for him, ending with him kicking Maruk away.

In the second round, although Maruk was still inexperienced, his movements were noticeably smoother, and the situation was far less one-sided than before.

Even worse...

Gara noticed her ankle; the fabric of her trousers there had been torn by Maruk's kick, leaving red marks on her skin from the friction.

Although it was only a little bit, Gara could vaguely sense that Maruk's martial arts skills were improving!

"Heh, you've made progress. You've realized it now..."

Galo's gaze swept across.

He looked at Maruk, Shiraki, the men in black and mercenaries confronting them, and the group of terrified debtors.

In Galo's eyes, all of this was proving one very simple thing—

This world is full of "force".

This world revolves around "force"!

The so-called "love and care" is nothing but a high-sounding rhetoric; humanity establishes social order through force.

Nobles, emperors, powerful families...

Throughout history, those who have held power have possessed formidable fighting strength and invincible military might.

People with powerful and extraordinary characteristics are driven by these characteristics to seek money, pursue violence, and wield force...

Regardless of whether they are righteous or evil, the means they can ultimately resort to is force!

That's why the gambling match was established, the Kengan Association existed, the men in black and the mercenaries confronted each other, and Shiraki Seiya was able to watch the battle with ease.

The current situation was created by force!

In Galo's view, the rumored "abandoned building killer" Rodham was indeed infamous and might have some fighting skills.

Those who only know how to use force indiscriminately will have their true nature exposed in no time and will be easily defeated.

Essentially, one must have the "awareness and courage" to use one's own force.

"..."

Galo stared at Maruk, noticing his youthful yet resolute eyes.

Having spent years in actual combat, Gara can easily see through the intentions of those who misuse force, as was the case in their first encounter with Maruk.

But now, he couldn't quite tell.

With Maruk's childlike mind, could he really realize how to control his own power as someone who has trained for many years?

"Get out of my way! Maruk doesn't intend to kill you!"

Maruk gritted his teeth, his footsteps shuffling on the ground.

“But if you try to stop Maruk, he’ll kick you away…”