Super Fighting Tokyo.

Inside the warehouse on the ground floor of the factory building.

Many mercenaries were moving between the shipping containers, trying to surround Shiraki and Miyamoto Musashi.

The gunman's experience made the mercenaries more cautious.

They realized that even if they drew their guns and aimed first, they would most likely be unable to keep up with Miyamoto Musashi, so they could not engage in a direct confrontation.

and……

boom!

Another figure rushed past, knocking someone away with a palm strike, leaving behind wisps of dark purple spiritual energy that eventually dissipated as a ghostly light.

[Vega's Mental Force Cyclone]!

boom--

Clang!

The mercenary, sent flying by a single blow, crashed heavily into the metal container, almost embedding himself inside it, and the metal was even torn apart by the impact!

"—!!"

Moreover, the mercenaries will not only face the peerless Miyamoto Musashi, but also the warrior Shiraki Sei, who is traveling with him!

Too fast...

Using the containers as cover, the two continued to move, making it impossible for the mercenaries to aim and rendering even the few quick-draw gunners ineffective!

No matter how powerful a firearm is, the damage it can cause in an instant is only "a little," and it is meaningless if it cannot hit the target.

That being the case...

Click!

Some of the mercenaries pulled out unusual firearms with enormous barrels containing nets for hunting large predators.

"Aim and fire!"

As one of the leaders of the Insect Organization spoke, a mercenary spotted Shiraki Cheng first and promptly pulled the trigger.

boom!

A large square net was launched, hurtling towards Bai Mucheng.

In that instant, ink flowed from Bai Mucheng's eyes, transforming into the phantom image of Master Chunli, who stood by with a faint smile, offering guidance.

When I was a detective, I was in charge of case investigations, which got me involved in many things, and I was often on the front lines.

Chunli gazed calmly at what lay before her.

She genuinely felt that this moment was dangerous and extremely difficult, but she was not afraid, because this was "battle"!

{Although I do carry a gun while on duty, I've never fired it except as a warning.}

Even in a truly dangerous situation where I have to resort to shooting, I can kick faster than I can shoot!

{…}

Chunli pushed off the ground with her right foot and kicked out with her left leg high, demonstrating for her disciple.

Shiraki followed Chun-Li's rhythm, kicking rapidly with his left leg, leaving afterimages in the air, and accurately hitting the "four corners" of the net.

Chun-Li's Hundred-Crack Legs!

Bang bang bang!

A precise four-kick combo hit the four corners of the oncoming net, simultaneously kicking away the four counterweights, and then stomping the net under his feet.

boom!

He stomped his foot on the ground, making a loud thud that caused the ground to crack open in a spiderweb pattern.

On the other side—

Two mercenaries also launched hunting nets at Musashi, one on each side, attempting to completely subdue him.

"Well……!"

Musashi, who was standing still, suddenly opened his eyes wide.

Faced with attacks from both sides, he did not use his twin swords, but simply drew his "Nameless Golden Heavy Sword," causing its cold light to gleam once more.

Draw the knife to the left, making a diagonal cut with the blade's straight edge to cleave the soft hunting net in two. Then, immediately draw the knife to the right, cutting through the other net along the way.

Whizzing!

After two flashes of cold light, the two large nets were suddenly cut into four pieces, each falling to the ground.

Swish~~~

Musashi twirled his sword, then suddenly flicked a small pebble with the tip of his blade, which accurately struck Shiraki Sho's heel.

Snapped!

Just now, a net rope that had been caught on the heel of the white wooden shoe due to the force of the stomp was precisely knocked away by Musashi's move.

Click!

Musashi sheathed his sword and murmured, "The net throw is a brilliant move, but the attack is too loose and can hardly be considered martial arts."

"The threat of the arrow rain is still greater..."

"..."

Having said that, Musashi slightly raised his head.

His eyes were long and narrow, with a sharp gaze. He was as calm as a Buddha statue, yet there was a hint of composure and a smile, revealing his unparalleled ease and skill.

That expression seemed to say—

You are definitely not qualified.

Chapter 693 Travel and Training

Touwang—

This weapon, which is effective against both unarmed and armed combat, was easily neutralized by Shiraki Jo and Musashi.

The former, with precise and quick kicks, cleared the four corners of the net.

The latter method, however, only requires two cuts to easily sever the flexible network cable!

"It's no use!"

"Netting doesn't work on them!"

"These two monsters..."

"..."

The mercenaries and assassins were all dumbfounded, staring in disbelief at what was happening before them, unsure of what to do.

Is this also a form of military deterrence by Musashi?

It doesn't matter.

The fact is, many of the mercenaries present were gripped by fear, and their minds went blank for a moment.

Musashi noticed this and pressed on relentlessly, stepping forward.

"I'm up."

The swordsman took a step forward.

At that moment, not far from Shiraki and Musashi, two shipping containers near the windows suddenly made a noise, and then one side of the container collapsed.

Clang!

The metal box walls slammed heavily onto the ground.

Once the smoke cleared, it was revealed that there were two huge water tanks inside the container, along with two large high-pressure fire sprinklers.

This prop is very special and needs to be custom-made.

"……Um?"

Bai Mucheng looked around and then noticed that the entire first-floor warehouse had been clearly waterproofed, and even the windows had been sealed off.

When he looked at the containers he had smashed, he saw that they also seemed to contain large water tanks.

"I see……"

Bai Mucheng understood.

This unusual device is most likely related to the gambling game on the platform, and was set up by the gambler for the "Lies Eaters" and the criminal organization.

"The gambling schemes designed by the gambling syndicate are as brilliant as ever!"

Shiramu Cheng grinned.

This analysis suggests that his and Musashi's sudden intrusion forced the mercenaries to make use of the special device on the first floor.

The net couldn't do anything to the two of them?

—Then let's try "water"!

"Awaited!"

The person operating the high-pressure water gun was a bearded man in camouflage, who was aiming it at Shiraki, while another water gun was aimed at Musashi.

"No matter how hard you hit it, you can't break it."

"No matter how I try to cut it, I can't cut it!"

"Now taste the gift I've prepared for you, prepare to die—!"

click!

The bearded man pressed the button, and the water gun sprayed out. The high-pressure water jet, like a heavy hammer striking in a straight line, rushed towards the white wooden frame.

Splash!