Super Fighting Tokyo.

The streetlights were also turned on almost simultaneously.

"..."

Honbu Izang raised his hand, threw away the cigarette butt in his mouth, and slowly walked forward.

What a moment to celebrate!

I've been chasing my dreams for decades, and tonight everything will pay off.

It is precisely because we cannot obtain what we desire that we are able to persevere!

Then, let the mist of sake bless myself...!

click, click, click...

Our headquarters is taking steps forward, getting closer to Miyamoto Musashi.

At that moment, Tokugawa also sensed Motobu Izo's fighting spirit and quickly stepped forward to stop him, saying, "No, this is too sudden... and it's happening on the street..."

"The venue was a complete mess, and there weren't even any spectators!"

"So stop it! You two, if you want to fight, go to the underground arena!"

"..."

The old man was sweating with anxiety.

But the commander remained calm and said frankly, "Even if no one is watching right now, I will still fight this battle."

Tokugawa wanted to persuade him further, "But..."

Suddenly, a burst of applause rang out.

clap clap clap!

The three people present were startled and turned to look in the direction of the sound. They saw a figure stepping out from a dark alley beside the street.

He was a 75-year-old man with short, crew-cut hair, graying sideburns, wearing a traditional kimono and amber-rimmed glasses.

—【Martial Saint】Shechuan's unyielding spirit.

Snap! Snap!

Suddenly, Shibukawa appeared, clapping and cheering for the actions of the main force, Izo.

Then, Tokugawa was shocked to find that many more people were suddenly emerging from the shadows of other alleyways and from the streets and alleys in front and behind.

Baki, Doppo Guji, the two brothers from the Gao family, Guo Haihuang, and Lie Haiwang;

Goreian, Ten Demon Snake Ouma, Kuroki Gensai, Wakatsuki Samurai, Imai Cosmos;

Katahara Mitsudo, Kano Aya.

And then there's Jack Vanma, leaning on his cane.

Finally, Bai Mucheng and Wu Fengshui arrived.

"..."

In terms of sheer numbers, this group is far fewer than the underground arena, but the "quality" is clearly superior – every single one of them is a master!

Snap snap snap snap...!

Meanwhile, these experts were clapping and applauding, agreeing with the establishment of the headquarters.

"..."

This also surprised headquarters.

But soon, he saw his apprentice—the Earth God, Kaeya—in the shadows of the alley.

I see……

The headquarters realized that Kaiya had noticed their actions and had called some of his friends to come here to watch the battle together.

Because they had finally waited for this moment, and they all wanted to see this battle!

Thank you everyone...

Thank you for your agreement!

The commander stood with his legs together and bowed deeply to the people around him to express his gratitude.

I'm going to play like this.

On this ordinary street, yet filled with the blessings of friends, I will fight Miyamoto Musashi!

……

Tokugawa was also shocked by this scene, but he still felt something was wrong. "No, no...!! No matter how everyone fights, in the end..."

"Whether to fight or not depends on both sides, so we should ask Musashi!"

"..."

There was no response from headquarters.

He casually placed the bottle on the ground beside his feet, then put his hands in his pockets and walked step by step toward Musashi until they were just a step away.

"Ask you?"

The commander, with drooping eyelids, raised an eyebrow and denied, "The person with the right to decide is not you, and even if you don't fight, I will stab you in the back."

This is an undisguised declaration of battle!

The next moment—

Swish!

Suddenly, the commander swung his left hand, pulled out a packet of iron powder from his pocket, and threw it with lightning speed, hitting Musashi hard in the face.

Boom!

The gunpowder inside the iron powder exploded, turning into dust and fireworks.

Faced with this sudden "eye attack," Musashi did not dodge but instead quickly closed his eyes.

His right eye closed successfully, but his left eye was a little slower and was hit by iron powder, causing tears to well up in his eyes and temporarily obstructing his vision.

Whoosh!

The right hand of the main force took the opportunity to reach out from under Musashi's block, palm up, and grabbed Musashi's hip, while the left hand held Musashi's face.

Whoosh!

With a sudden burst of power, the main force spun Musashi clockwise, lifting his feet off the ground and suspending him in mid-air. At the same time, they pressed down with their hands, causing Musashi to slam his back against the ground.

Boom!

Musashi's head and back slammed into the ground simultaneously, making his head spin and his consciousness go blank.

The surprise attack was a resounding success!

"..."

While Musashi was unconscious, the commander knelt down and tucked Musashi's left leg under his armpit, then used both hands to hold Musashi's ankle tightly.

With just a slight exertion from the main force, Musashi would feel an indescribable stinging pain.

"Achilles tendon—"

This section introduces the parts that were locked up by oneself.

The Achilles tendon, also known as the Achilles tendon, is one of the thickest and largest tendons in the human body, playing a vital role in walking, standing, and maintaining balance.

"What follows may be pain you have never experienced before."

With a muffled groan, the main body flipped backward, pressing down with its full weight, twisting Musashi's Achilles tendon, and throwing him and his legs backward together.

crunch--

Swish! !

Musashi was sent flying like a cannonball, and just as he was about to crash into the ground, he suddenly reached out and slapped the ground.

Snap...

With this friction, Musashi successfully slowed down and rolled forward several times before finally lying on his back on the asphalt.

"It really works..."

Musashi tried to open his eyes, but everything was still blurry.

"Yes, my right eye is fine."

After a brief pause, Musashi rose and knelt down, without launching an immediate attack.

He looked towards headquarters and said with a faint smile, "Close-range eye strikes, chest throws, ankle twists... these are all techniques used in battles in my time."

At this point, Musashi's eyelids curved upwards, and he couldn't help but laugh.

"I welcome you to the headquarters."

"..."

The officer in charge did not reply, but instead lit a cigarette.

Upon witnessing this scene, Tokugawa, who was closest to the scene, was already sweating profusely with tension.

This is right on the street!

Although there were few neighbors around, the scattered villas were inhabited by government officials, who were already helpless against Tokugawa's capriciousness.

but……

Something's definitely not right! Are we just going to start fighting like this?!

"..."

The head of the unit turned around, went back to get the bottle of liquor he had put down earlier, and approached Miyamoto Musashi while smoking a cigarette.

I'm sorry, Mr. Tokugawa, you must be feeling very uneasy right now, right?

But this is my only chance!

Musashi's duel with Pikachu was interrupted by Baki Hanma—that was truly fortunate.

Thanks to this event, now is the time when Miyamoto Musashi's "heart is in turmoil"!