Super Fighting Tokyo.

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Facing the "strongest in the world four hundred years ago," Peco, who is the "strongest in the Cretaceous period," bared his teeth and roared in fury.

"Awoooooooo!"

The sound was deafening, one wave crashing over the next, making the leaves rustle.

However, they could not shake Musashi's aura.

The swordsman's body was twisted by his fighting spirit, turning into a ferocious, invisible flame, as if Musashi himself was burning!

Can……

Miyamoto Musashi's eyes remained calm, unblinking, like two stagnant pools of water defying gravity, showing no ripples whatsoever.

When those eyes met Pike's gaze, it instantly stirred Pike's wild side.

Pi wanted to resist!

The primitive man wanted to defy the swordsman's gaze.

He wanted to resist, sensing the ferocity behind him;

He wanted to fight back against that formidable enemy that he found troublesome—the figure of the "Deinonychus"!

Pi can "think" and then "do".

This is called "unity of knowledge and action".

Pike rebelled!

The next moment—

Pico slammed his left foot into the ground, his muscular body turned to the side, and he raised his right leg to waist level, kicking it forward with great force.

Whoosh!

A loud, explosive sound pierced the air.

This is undoubtedly a "kick".

But this kick didn't involve any restraint or feints; it came straight at you from the front, so pure it was outrageous!

It transcends human limits and surpasses the common sense of martial artists.

Such a kick once dealt a heavy blow to Shiraki Sho, Baki, Tokita Ohma, and others, and also sent Guji Katsumi flying more than ten meters!

however……

Swish!

Musashi planted his left foot firmly, stepped back with his right leg in an arc, twisted his waist and turned to the side, and raised both arms at the same time.

He somehow managed to get Pike's big foot to just miss his waist by a hair's breadth, with a stance reminiscent of a "bullfighter".

Whoosh!

Pi Ke's kick missed completely, creating a huge opening in his movement.

Musashi did not let this opportunity slip by.

He hooked his index fingers inward with both hands, using a "hand chop" stance to strike downwards, transforming them into two heavy iron hammers that slammed into Pi Ke's calves.

Thump—!

Pike's shinbone was hit.

At the same time, an invisible sword slashed down, striking the spot where the two iron fists were pounding.

"—!!"

The three attacks converged on one spot, specifically the shinbone on the front of the lower leg, where the muscle mass is the smallest. The pain was excruciating, causing Pi Ke to grit his teeth and howl.

"Urururu..."

Pico clutched his right calf and growled, then stomped his right foot heavily and swung his fists upwards, aiming for Musashi's head.

Swish!

Musashi remained unfazed, stepping back slightly to the side, perfectly anticipating Pike's fist trajectory and dodging it with minimal movement.

The next moment—

Whoosh!

The invisible sword slashed again, from under Pike's left armpit to his right waist, causing Pike to stagger back two or three steps, his face becoming even more ferocious.

"Well……"

Musashi looked at Pike, recalling the feeling of his hand just now.

Even if they managed to exploit his huge weakness, they only managed to cut into his muscle.

The bone was not broken.

Who is he...?

Musashi's eyes were fixed on Pike's side.

"Well……"

Even the second strike, aimed at the "weak point," only managed to cut into the muscle at most, without any visible internal organs being ejected.

Who exactly is he...?

Baki the Youngster, Shiraki, Doppo Guji, Kuroki, Hanma...

Of all the people I have ever met in this world, none are like Piccolo.

What exactly did this "guy" fight?!

"..."

Musashi stared straight ahead, trying to get a clear look.

"Oh?"

Gradually, Musashi's gaze moved upwards, and through Pike's tall body, he saw a phantom behind Pike.

"Ohhhhhhh!"

Musashi saw it, those behind Pike...

It's high praise and commendation!

Countless hands raised in celebration, bringing cheers and applause, as well as gold and jewels, transforming into a wave of praise!

"Yes, the quantity is astonishing."

Musashi was very satisfied. "I understand, Pikachu."

"You are an extraordinary 'outlier,' with an unusual physique and an extraordinary background!"

"Wow, that's incredible! Absolutely amazing!"

Musashi raised an eyebrow and smiled faintly, genuinely happy.

"I'm so glad you're so strong;"

"I'm so glad you're so famous;"

"I'm so glad you had this experience!"

As he spoke, Musashi's fighting spirit ignited again, transforming into raging flames that further distorted the space, adding a touch of eeriness.

Musashi glared and laughed, "And everything you possess... will all belong to me!"

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Not far away, beside the corridor inside the courtyard.

As Shiraki Masaru listened to Miyamoto Musashi's words, his memories surged, and he gestured to Dr. Payne, Tokugawa, and Mitsuyo Koishi beside him.

"Look, Miyamoto Musashi is beaming with pride, making no attempt to hide his ambition to rise above others."

Bai Mucheng's brows furrowed. "Musashi must have seen cheers and praise as high as towering buildings and towering mountains from Pike, right?"

"..."

Dr. Payne and Tokugawa were both so shocked that they were speechless.

At that moment, Mitsuyo Koishi suddenly spoke up, retorting, "There will be no cheers or praises."

"……what?"

Shiraki was taken aback and said in surprise, "Ah, well, you can probably tell, right? Musashi's love for cheers and praise is just like that."

“I know, Cheng.”

Mitsuyoshi nodded and corrected him, "I mean, even if Musashi kills Pike, there won't be any cheers or praise."

"...?!"

Upon hearing this, both Dr. Payne and Tokugawa were taken aback, but Shiraki seemed to understand.

This eccentric man with a "bone-breaking fetish" shares many similarities with Musashi, who has a "human-killing fetish."

"Well..."

Mitsuyoshi scratched his head. "Even if I break many people's bones, it will only satisfy my own sexual desires. There will be no cheers or praises."

"Even if I did that kind of thing to a 'criminal,' once it's exposed, even my best friends won't cheer for it."

"...Don't try to comfort me, because this is the truth. At most, you might not care, or even approve of me, but you would never cheer for me like this."

Mu Shi smiled faintly, "Hmph."

In the end, only I am happy.

"There were no cheers, no applause, and no praise..."