Super Fighting Tokyo.

However, when combined with that blood-soaked face, tightly furrowed brows, and bulging veins on his forehead, it becomes ferocious and terrifying!

despair!

Jack stomped his foot on the ground and straightened his burly body.

The next moment—

Whoosh!

With his left hand gripping the iron chain and his right hand throwing a weight, he struck Jack's forehead with the broken copper, causing blood to spurt out with a "clang".

"—!!"

Jack, who hadn't even regained his footing, was hit so hard that his head was buzzing. He covered his forehead and was forced to squat on the ground.

Meanwhile, the main force continued their actions, swinging their copper locks with a "clattering" sound, and then sweeping the top weight across Jack's face.

Clap!

A loud, crisp sound erupted.

This blow caused even more blood to flow from Jack's already bloodied mouth, gushing down his chin.

Da da... da... da...

Fresh blood dripped onto the ground.

Jack's eyes trembled, his whole body shook, his mind was a complete mess, and everything in front of him was blurry.

He vaguely saw a figure rushing towards him.

"—!?"

When Jack finally realized what was happening, he felt someone grab his left wrist and twist it to the side.

"Gah!"

A sharp pain shot through my left arm joint.

It's Jiu-Jitsu.

—It's from the main branch!

Jack opened his eyes wide and, through the blurry bloodstains, saw his left arm being carried on the shoulder of the main body's Izo, with the other's neck pressing against his elbow.

"—!?"

The joint was targeted, causing a sharp pain to erupt in Jack's elbow.

This caused Jack's muscles to relax for a brief moment, no longer tense.

Izo seized the moment, twisting his waist and turning his body, using his shoulder as a fulcrum to flip the 243cm tall Jack over.

Whoa!

The 201kg behemoth, its joints locked by headquarters, was slammed to the ground with an incredibly powerful over-the-shoulder throw!

Boom—!!

A loud bang was heard.

Jack landed on his back, his eyes glazed over from the impact, and blood splattered from his mouth.

Before he could react, his left arm was grabbed by headquarters, forcing him to roll over and fall face-first to the ground.

Boom!

With his left hand, he hooked back and tucked Jack's left arm under his armpit, while simultaneously thrusting his right knee forward, pressing down on Jack's left shoulder from behind.

In this way, the giant Jack, who is 243cm tall and weighs 201kg, was captured by the headquarters using joint locks and pinned to the ground.

"..."

That way, we can defeat Jack, right?

dream!

Jack Van Ma is the ultimate monster who can withstand 30 hours of training a day, inject lethal doses of steroids, and even undergo two bone lengthening surgeries.

Gunpowder explosions couldn't shake him, knife stabs couldn't hurt him, and neither carving nor chiseling could solve him!

This is something that we are well aware of.

The reason he was able to use grappling techniques on Jack was entirely due to the repeated heavy blows with the weight and the final throw, which caused Jack to lose consciousness.

Once Jack recovers even a little, even if his arm is broken, he will probably be able to regain his senses immediately and get up to fight to the death!

Don't forget, even if Pike could send him flying with a single punch, Jack's fighting spirit wouldn't diminish. He'd strike a pose of "the strongest middle finger on earth" and make a final stand!

Therefore, if we are to "determine a winner," we can only...

Swish!

The officer lifted his jacket, revealing a variety of props inside, and finally pulled out a long rope. He used the rope to bind Jack's wrists and then pulled him down.

Swish—swish swish…

Under the watchful eyes of onlookers, the officer used hemp rope to tie Jack's hands behind his back, and at the same time, wrapped the rope around Jack's neck.

The movements of the main force were fluid and seamless, and the binding was completed in the blink of an eye.

All kinds of martial arts, this is the binding technique!

The headquarters used hemp rope to tie Jack up, and in this position, Jack could not exert any force and could only lie face down on the ground!

"..."

Only then did Jack finally come to his senses, but it was too late to change anything. He could only stare wide-eyed and accept everything in a daze.

"call!"

The department head exhaled, knelt before Jack, looked down at him, and said:

“【The Great Fiend】Yujiro Hanma once said: In a decisive battle, the one whose head is higher is the winner.”

"From this perspective, I guess I'm the winner?"

"..."

Jack remained silent, unable to utter a single word of rebuttal, neither to his father, Yujiro Hanma, nor to Izo Motobu before him.

He could only furrow his brows, purse his toothless lips, and swallow the bitter pill.

But the headquarters didn't finish its sentence.

All I saw was—

The commander drew the "Armored Sword" from his waist; it was the same sword that had cut Jack's ankle earlier.

Swish!

He directly inserted it into the ground in front of Jack's head, no more than half an inch from Jack's face, just like he had used the tip of the spear against Wu Lei'an before.

Whether it's Wu Lei'an or Jack, our headquarters can easily take their lives!

"This is—the power of life and death."

The commander slightly raised his head and slowly said:

"Whether to kill or not is up to me."

"The one who first seizes the power of life and death over their opponent is the rightful victor."

Therefore—the outcome is already decided.

"Another one taken down..."

The department head sighed deeply, slowly stood up, and then changed the subject.

"But then again, there was another person who once shared his views on winning and losing in front of everyone, which shocked me."

"That person was you, wasn't it...?"

Headquarters looked up.

Bai Mucheng stood sideways, his left hand slightly outstretched and pressed down, his right fist clenched tightly against his chest to protect his ribs, his body rising and falling with the rhythm of his breathing.

His clothes were tattered, revealing his scarred muscles.

The torn strips of fabric from the shirt were used to bind the wounds on the arms to stop the bleeding, without affecting the wounds in the slightest.

The arms looked horribly injured, but they were actually just playful superficial wounds!

"Brother Bai Mu..."

The headquarters murmured, "You once protected Kuroki Gensai and told Miyamoto Musashi that the loser would be 'satisfied,' while the winner should swallow the bitter pill of 'dissatisfaction.'"

"—For you, this is what a complete battle should be."

"I don't want to argue about this."

The commander paused, then said resolutely, "But I will definitely protect you—!!"

"..."

After he finished speaking, the headquarters slowly moved forward.

Shiraki Seiya understood immediately, and took a step forward with his body turned to the side, his left foot moving slowly and making a sound as it scraped against the floor tiles.

Snap...

A slight sound was heard.

The next moment—

Whoosh!

Suddenly, the commander reached his left hand into his robes, seemingly about to throw another dart, but in reality, he suddenly pulled out the "locking copper," which was an iron chain with a weight.

Whoa!

The copper lock was swung out by the headquarters, and with a "whoosh" it slashed past the side of the white wooden support. Immediately afterwards, the headquarters pulled the chain sharply, causing the weight to hook back.

Wow!

This time, they directly used the copper-locked iron chain to bind Bai Mucheng's left wrist.

"—!"