Super Fighting Tokyo.

"—To me, a weak, insignificant, and inexplicably old guy who was eliminated in the first round of the strongest tournament..."

Is it really okay to praise me like that?

Headquarters, reflecting on yesterday's battle, concluded:

"I first used wordplay to break my promise, then made you stay up all night to deplete your energy, so that you would be full of energy at first, then weak at second, and finally exhausted at third."

"Then, relying on props and scheming, we will launch a surprise attack on you."

"They even took advantage of Shiraki-kun's mindset of wanting to practice and his 'psychology' that he didn't really want to kill anyone."

“I didn’t resist and let you do whatever you wanted to make sure you would stop at the crucial moment.”

As he spoke, he blushed and couldn't help but lower his head in embarrassment.

But he remained frank and open, saying, "I should feel ashamed, but I will still fight this way because this is my true self, Izo."

"..."

Upon hearing this, Bai Mucheng peeled an orange while thinking seriously for a moment.

Finally, his brows furrowed, and he said earnestly, "Mr. Headquarters, I know this is really difficult for you, very, very difficult..."

The headquarters, however, didn't see anything wrong with it and was about to correct him when they heard Shiramu Cheng continue:

"This kind of 'difficulty' is not 'not wanting to do anything bad,' but rather a 'difficulty' in reality; it's a neutral term."

Shiraki tried to explain:

"Anything that is attractive to humans, anything that makes humans feel powerful, can only be obtained after facing difficulties."

"For any miracle, any great thing, the first step is always difficulty, failure, laziness, fatigue, and sorrow..."

"Those are the first steps to miracles and greatness."

Shiraki Cheng grinned and said:

"In today's modern world, everyone knows how to achieve a good physique, intelligence, and martial arts skills."

"The key lies in 'knowing' and 'doing'."

Shiraki looked at the headquarters and said, "Mr. Headquarters, you know it's very difficult to 'protect' Miyamoto Musashi, but you still did it."

"So, Izou Honbu is really powerful!"

"..."

Upon hearing what Shiraki said, the headquarters was speechless for a moment, and could only scratch his head, not knowing how to respond.

Shiraki Cheng took the initiative to start the conversation, habitually asking, "Mr. Headquarters, what is meant by 'powerful'?"

"..."

Upon hearing this, the headquarters thought about it seriously for a moment, and then suddenly asked, "Brother Shiraki, is it really necessary to know what 'powerful' is?"

"...!?"

Upon hearing this, Bai Mucheng was stunned.

The head of the department continued, "The struggle for life and death, the urge to kill opponents, the desire to rise above others, or the determination to protect the kind neighbors..."

"Do I need to know 'what strength' to do everything I've said above?"

"..."

Bai Mucheng crossed his arms, pursed his lips, and lowered his head in deep thought.

suddenly--

Swish!

A figure in a wheelchair suddenly rushed into the ward from outside, spun around quickly, and then stopped with a "click".

"—!?"

Everyone turned to look and saw a petite, blond doctor sitting in a wheelchair with an eerie face and slightly dark circles under his eyes.

It was none other than the eccentric doctor nicknamed "The Anatomist"—Eng Chū.

Thanks to him, and in cooperation with other doctors, the four injured people were successfully treated after a day and a night of hard work yesterday.

"Waaah~!"

At this moment, this "eccentric doctor" with no problems in his legs is playing with his wheelchair, spinning all the way into the ward, obviously to see his friends.

"Oh, Shiraki, you're recovering well. Shall we sign a body donation agreement?"

"...No, thank you."

Bai Mucheng habitually refused, but then, sensing that Yingchu had something else on her mind, he asked, "What happened?"

"I'll get up and call you to watch TV."

Yingchu tilted her head to indicate, "There's something interesting being reported on TV that you'll all find very interesting. It's about our 'friends'."

"..."

Yoshizawa Kokomi closed the door and turned on the television.

Inside the ward—

Shiraki Sei, Honbu Izang, Wu Fengshui, Eichu, and Shinmei.

The five of them gathered together, watching the news channel.

At this moment, the famous host "Yoshida" is doing an on-site report, with a wide river ditch in the background, right in the city of Tokyo.

At this moment, Yoshida was clearly soaked and looked quite disheveled.

But he couldn't suppress his excitement. Staring at his wet clothes, he tried to summarize everything that had just happened.

"To everyone who just turned on the TV, what I'm about to say is not fiction, nor is it from a variety show!"

Mr. Yoshida said loudly:

"As you all probably know, around the end of last year, a rumor began to circulate near the Kanda River in Tokyo—"

"The carp that once roamed the Kanda River have disappeared!"

“And just last night, something even more disturbing happened in the waters behind me.”

On the television screen appeared an elderly man with a full beard and white hair.

"Tetsuo Takenaka, male, 52 years old, a well-known fishing enthusiast."

"Just last night, the cruise ship that Mr. Takenaka Tetsu was traveling on, which was ten meters long, was twisted in half from the middle by an unknown creature!"

"The driver, Mr. Takenaka, has been transferred by rescuers, but he has not yet regained consciousness."

"Physically, this is impossible."

"What kind of power could have done that? What exactly happened?"

"To get to the bottom of this, police officers and firefighters conducted a joint investigation at the scene of the incident where I was located, however..."

Yoshida clenched his fist.

"However, however, however, however!"

"Just now, a monster-sized crocodile, over ten meters long, suddenly appeared in the waters behind me!"

"And the most unbelievable thing is that the monster crocodile didn't appear alone!"

"Someone was behind it, applying a powerful strangulation to the monster crocodile's neck, and finally subdued it!"

As they were talking, another photo was posted on the television.

It was a battle between a "man" and a "crocodile," or more accurately, a one-sided hunt by the "man" against the "crocodile."

The Hunter was a man with a tall, muscular build, a striking, almost artistic appearance, long hair, and a handsome face. He wore shorts.

"..."

Everyone in the ward knew.

That man came from two hundred million years ago, awakening from ancient rock salt layers.

Primitive man – Pico.

A triumphant return, a grand entrance!

Chapter 676 Modern Hunter

Inside a ward at Imperial University Hospital.

The five people stared intently at the television screen.

After being forced to adapt to an environment called "Shiraki-sei" in a battle with Shiraki-sei, Pico, a primitive man from the Cretaceous period 200 million years ago, faced a "layman's judgment" from modern humans.

Ultimately, those who agreed to reseal Pico won by a narrow margin.

But Pico left, disappearing into the Tokyo night, as if mocking all modern people, deciding his own fate.

Later, Pico appeared in that "strongest father-son battle on earth".

Because he rashly intervened in the fight between father and son, he was punched hard by the enraged Baki Hanma, and learned to be a spectator.

Now, Pico has reappeared!

"..."

On the television screen, a recording from a few minutes earlier was playing.

Wearing tattered shorts and possessing a robust physique, Pike, a caveman, actually hunted a monster crocodile over ten meters long in the Kanda River in Tokyo!

Faced with the monster that was practically a city legend, Pico grabbed the crocodile's neck from behind and strangled it with all his might, letting the crocodile roll around as it pleased.

Splash!

Water splashed and sprayed everywhere, leaving the river in a mess, even capsizing the kayaks and speedboats around it!

This scene looked like a scene from a science fiction movie; it was truly breathtaking.