Super Fighting Tokyo.

Chapter 681 Four Hands Facing Each Other

The group was not far apart.

Therefore, Miyamoto Musashi could hear clearly both Shiraki Sho's speculation and Koishi Mitsuyo's lament.

But Musashi said nothing.

He simply opened his menacing tiger eyes wide and stared intently at Pike, as if waiting for Pike's response.

"..."

Pike responded!

pat...

Under Musashi's gaze, Pico suddenly lay prone, his fingers spread and braced on the ground, his knees slightly higher than the ground, and his forefeet planted on the ground.

"—!?"

The moment this stance was completed, even Miyamoto Musashi, who had experienced countless life-or-death battles, was startled.

chap!

He pushed off the ground and stepped back, creating a large distance between himself and Pike.

"Oh! You're quite capable, Pike."

Musashi couldn't help but admire it once again.

Pike's forward-leaning stance is different from a desperate charge on the battlefield, and also quite different from a strongman's pouncing attack.

It needs to be even lower...

If I had to describe it, well... it's like the fighting stance of a ferocious beast!

Make your intentions clear, just move forward, and nothing else is needed.

It will never jump backward or move to the side, but has made a vow to move forward, which is the ultimate rushing posture!

Musashi answered calmly, "Pico, are you trying to make me take this attack...?"

Pico, of course, wouldn't answer, but his meaning was very clear.

Whether it's Tyrannosaurus Rex, Brachiosaurus, Supersaurus, Triceratops, or Deinonychus...

When the battle begins, it seems to work whether it's against it or against him, so it can do this!

Piccolo's mind flashed through images of the opponents he had previously defeated.

Ferocious dinosaurs and memorable fighters appeared one after another in Piccolo's mind, prompting him to think.

Meanwhile, Musashi was also pondering.

Faced with Pike's "crawl and dive" move, should you take it or dodge it?

Musashi was wondering what to do...

—Here it comes!

Bang!

Pike pushed off the ground with his hands and feet at the same time, creating four large craters in the grass. He was so fast that his outline was almost invisible as he charged forward with a roar!

boom--!

The sound was so loud that it made Musashi's ears itch.

What's wrong……!?

Wow, that was fast.

Recklessness, shock, joy, happiness, worry...

Hahaha!

Musashi's lips curled slightly, and amidst his tangled thoughts, a faint, inexplicable smile appeared, overlapping with Pike's thoughts.

The figures of both sides overlapped at this moment.

boom!

Pike bumped into Musashi, and the two faced each other, their fingers interlocked, and coincidentally, they both had the same thought—

I've got you?!

Pikachu captured Musashi, and Musashi captured Pikachu in return!

However, Pico's momentum was not yet exhausted.

Thump thump thump thump!

Pi Ke took large strides, one step at a time, forcefully pushing against Musashi's advance, causing Musashi to retreat continuously, leaving two tire tracks on the ground with each of his feet.

Swish, swish, swish...

Because of the height difference between the two, the angle at which Pi Ke lunges forward is slightly downward.

In other words, besides pushing Musashi backward, Pico is also pressing Musashi down to the ground!

Splash splash splash splash...

Musashi's bamboo leather shoes were thus crushed and eventually fell apart, leaving only Musashi's bare feet.

His heels carved through the flat grass, sinking deeper and deeper, embedding themselves several centimeters into the ground!

The deeper the heel goes, the greater the resistance to retreating, and the more exaggerated the force exerted on Musashi becomes.

But Musashi's stance remained unchanged, still holding hands tightly with Pike!

Musashi's ankles, knees, hips, waist, abdomen, shoulders, and arms—all the muscles in his body were locked together as a single unit.

What terrifying physical strength this is!

Snap...

In the end, Musashi retreated to the inside of the walls of the Fighting Spirit Martial Arts Hall.

Because the house was frequently damaged during practice, the exterior walls and interior walls of the Shiraki family's house were reinforced with special steel bars that were driven deep into the ground.

The moment Musashi's back touched the wall, he estimated its sturdiness and simply used the wall to his advantage by flexing his back.

click!

The bricks on the wall were shattered by Musashi's back muscles, and small pieces fell down with a clatter.

At this moment, Musashi finally stopped retreating, his feet almost completely embedded in the ground, wisps of white smoke rising from them.

call out……

Musashi stopped.

But his struggle with Piccolo did not stop; in fact, it intensified, with their fingers still interlocked, turning into a simple "four-handed" fight!

This posture is very similar to the scene in sumo wrestling where the two wrestlers clasp their hands together and wrestle against each other.

But the biggest difference at this moment is that the "strength" of both sides has far exceeded the limits that ordinary people can imagine!

"—!!"

The onlookers stared wide-eyed.

Which side will win...?!

Pico's grip strength held the strongest position during the longest period of dinosaur history, the Cretaceous.

Or perhaps, it's the grip strength of Musashi, enough to crush a fresh bamboo joint into dust in an instant?

Which side is stronger?!

"Hmph!"

Musashi and Piccolo simultaneously emitted the most primal sounds of human exertion from deep within their throats, further intensifying the force exerted by their ten fingers.

Under extreme pressure, wisps of white smoke even emerged from between the fingers, causing the surrounding air to distort towards the center.

crunch...

The positions of both sides' four hands remain unchanged.

Gradually, Pike, who was originally in a charging stance, slowly raised his body and looked down at Musashi from a superior position.

Is he trying to outdo Musashi?

Only the two of them know the answer.

From the side, the two men's strange strengths were mixed together, making it impossible to see the point of force or tell who was the winner.

The scene descended into chaos.

Everyone held their breath.

Just when things were at a stalemate, a familiar feeling suddenly came to mind for Pico.

The primitive man thought:

Speaking of which...

This feeling is truly amazing.

I had done the same thing before, capturing my opponent.

As hunters, they are accustomed to catching prey and are skilled at capturing it. They are also adept at gripping their prey with their hands.

But upon closer reflection...

Those friends from the Cretaceous period were all unable to "hold" themselves.

Holding hands is something I've only recently experienced.

"...!"

In Pike's mind, images of Kaoru Hanayama, Jack, and even Shiraki Masaru from just now flashed by, and in the end, he was overjoyed.

That's right, without a doubt...!

Just like how I grab "them" because I like them.