Super Fighting Tokyo.

He relaxed and then said with a somewhat stubborn smile, "Just as I expected, I couldn't fully withstand 'Bai Mucheng's' killing intent, which is why I was able to make you stop."

That's why I was able to stop you from continuing to fight!

Shiramu Cheng: "..."

Shiramu Cheng: "..."

In the end, Bai Mucheng could only laugh helplessly and scold, "Are you an idiot?!"

After saying this, Shiramu Cheng felt that the battle was over and turned to leave.

But in the instant he turned around—

Bang!

Suddenly, an explosion rang out around the headquarters, followed by billowing white smoke from gunpowder, and smoke bombs exploded again!

Splash...

When the smoke and dust cleared, the headquarters, which had been kneeling on the ground, had vanished without a trace.

Headquarters is now in hiding. Evacuate!

"..."

Looking at the empty space, Shiramu Cheng pursed his lips, then suddenly smiled happily and said, "You're really amazing, Mr. Headquarters..."

Chapter 674 Reflection

explosion!

—Again?!

The passersby who were watching from a distance were all frightened by the scene. They stared intently and saw a living person disappear into thin air.

"He escaped?"

"You've given up?"

"So powerful, I can't even see the movements!"

Is this filming a movie...?

"..."

……

Passersby were talking about it.

Meanwhile, Shiraki, who was closest to the group, waved his hand to drive away the thick smoke while looking around with wide eyes, but could not see anyone from the headquarters.

The lingering echo of murderous intent was barely audible.

Therefore, Honbu Izo did not hide to launch a sneak attack, but actually ran away to stop Shiraki Sei from continuing the fight!

"..."

The more Shiraki Shige thought about it, the more interesting it became.

The sheer number of technologies and weapons possessed by the headquarters can only be described as tragic, and all of them can be driven by the headquarters' [types].

Therefore, if one wants to deal with Miyamoto Musashi, one must indeed get past Motobu Izo.

And Shiraki Cheng did indeed use this battle as practice to get a feel for it...

That impulse to destroy his opponent, which exists within his techniques and skills—that is, the "wave of killing intent."

"..."

"The feeling is right."

Bai Mucheng stared at the empty space in front of him and muttered to himself.

In the end, the main body knelt on the ground, unable to dodge, and abandoned all defensive measures, calmly accepting Shiraki's heavy punch.

Shiraki Sei could sense that at that moment, the headquarters didn't want to "fight Shiraki Sei," but rather wanted to "make it impossible for Shiraki Sei to continue fighting."

—The headquarters did it.

Even more surprisingly, the headquarters' actions were beyond Shiraki Sei's expectations!

Shiraki Sei initially guessed that the headquarters intended to abandon its defenses and accept its own destruction, hoping that Shiraki Sei would stop punching.

But Shiraki Cheng never expected that headquarters had hidden a smoke bomb!

If Shiraki Seijin had thrown a punch just now, the headquarters would probably have detonated a smoke bomb, risking both of them to die together.

By then, Shiraki and his headquarters will be unable to continue fighting.

but……

Bai Mucheng grinned and frowned, then scratched his head.

Perhaps the headquarters had great confidence in Shiraki Sei, believing that Shiraki Sei could see through his "give up" thoughts, and thus made Shiraki Sei stop?

Both answers seem possible.

Bai Mucheng became increasingly confused and agitated, but it was good to be able to further sense the "fluctuation of killing intent," so he simply stopped paying attention to it.

"..."

He turned and walked away.

He first walked towards Wu Lei'an, and casually tore his already tattered shirt to use as a bandage to stop the bleeding from Wu Lei'an's thigh.

"laugh……"

Wu Lei'an sat on the ground, propping his chin up with one hand. His head was still spinning, and he was so angry that his face was contorted with rage, yet he was helpless.

Regardless of how the outcome is determined, Wu Lei'an believes he has already lost, a fact he acknowledges.

But I'm really annoyed!

Crackling sounds...

Wu Lei'an was so angry that he ground his teeth.

"..."

Shiraki Cheng went to the other side and found Jack Vanma lying on the ground, untying the ropes binding his wrists and neck.

Pfft!

Jack slammed his arms down on the ground with a dull thud.

He himself remained pursed and frowning, his toothless jaws clenched tightly, and he buried his head deep in the ground, trembling with effort.

"Hiss...whoosh...!"

After letting out a long breath, Jack raised his head, pushed himself up, his face still covered in blood and dirt, looking utterly miserable.

But Jack's expression showed a sense of relief and reflection after "accepting" the situation.

Isn't the "biting" force enough...?

Indeed, it cannot be considered "martial arts".

So just you wait, Honbu Izo!

Snap...

Jack raised his large hand, supported Bai Mucheng's shoulder, staggered to his feet, and then tilted his head and spat out a mouthful of blood.

He wanted to thank Shiraki, but because his teeth were all broken, he couldn't even speak clearly, so he had no choice but to give up.

"cut!"

Wu Lei'an cursed, stood up, staggered back, and grinned, "Where did the main force go? Did they go home?"

"..."

No one responded to Wu Lei'an.

But at the same time, just over ten meters away from the three of them—behind a large tree—Bonbu Izo was hiding, his back against the tree trunk.

This is reasonable.

After all, even if one is proficient in "ninjutsu," it is impossible to teleport to another place. At most, one can only find a corner to hide in, making it impossible for others to find one.

"Haa...haa...whoosh—!"

The department head let out a long sigh of relief.

At this moment, his face was covered in blood and cold sweat, several teeth were loose, and his internal organs were aching.

Despite trying their best to protect their bodies, taking several hits from the three-headed monster, especially Shiraki's last few moves, caused a great shock to the headquarters.

but……

Hmph, I'm pretty good, aren't I...!

The headquarters couldn't help but purse its lips, revealing a faint smile.

Even in a hopeless situation where victory seems impossible, I can still uphold my will when facing that [Fighting Spirit] Bai Mucheng!

This is how I, Honbu Izo, have carried on the ancient martial arts tradition to this day!

"..."

Thinking this, the headquarters decided to sit down and rest for a while, wait for the three people nearby to leave, and then contact Kaiya to pick them up.

But the next second—

Snapped!

A semi-transparent, invisible fist bypassed the thick tree trunk and struck the left side of the headquarters' face, causing him to hallucinate that his eyelids were flying off.

"—!?"

The headquarters was startled, and another layer of cold sweat broke out.

I got hit!