Super Fighting Tokyo.

Late at night.

The Metropolitan Police Department's SWAT team continued their work, while everyone else went home.

Fighting Spirit Martial Arts School.

Bai Mucheng and Wu Fengshui returned together.

Splash...

The two opened the living room door.

To Shiraki's surprise, Arisa and Maruk were still awake and waiting for him to return in the living room.

Even though they were aware of Shiramu Cheng's combat abilities, the fact that he was going to deal with terrorists made their family's worries obvious.

"what……"

Bai Mucheng was stunned for a moment, then smiled helplessly and said, "Anyway, I'm back."

Maruk nodded happily upon seeing Bai Mucheng return safely.

As for You Sha, she was hardly an "outsider," and she must have already learned from Wu Fengshui what her older brother was doing tonight.

But Yusa still asked, knowing the answer already, "Brother, what are you doing out so late at night?"

Shiramu Cheng thought for a moment, then pursed his lips and teased, "I've been to 'Everyday Life'!"

"Hey!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Fengshui grinned.

She blinked her black-and-white eyes and deliberately chimed in, "Oh, I see. So Shiraki-chan went to the 'everyday life' section!"

Shiramu Cheng: "..."

He turned to look at the girl beside him, and reached out his large hand to ruffle her short hair. "You actually took it seriously~!"

The girl's hair was all messed up, and she was covering her head, feeling dizzy.

"~~~~~~"

"Great, fantastic!"

As he spoke, Bai Mucheng took a deep breath.

The lingering echoes of the killing intent still resonated in his mind, gradually permeating the killing intent within his techniques and skills throughout his entire body.

That was "a part" of Shiraki Sei, so he wouldn't resist it.

But that is not all of Shiramu Cheng's "individuality", so he will not let him manipulate him.

That's good.

Bai Mucheng grinned as he looked at his family members who cared about him.

"Although I sometimes get caught up in it, I don't treat it as a 'daily routine,' otherwise the 'process' would be missing."

"It's the occasional 'extraordinary' experience that makes things fun..."

Chapter 699 One More Time

The bloody tragedy that occurred inside the suburban building was destined to remain unknown to the public.

However, some well-informed individuals have already learned the inside story through various channels.

……

The next day.

Wandering alone in this foolish place, at the mansion.

[Champion] Baki Hanma, a rare visitor, sought out [Martial God] Doppo, who was in seclusion.

The two sat in the study, leisurely sipping their coffee.

"..."

They were all acquaintances of last night's tragedy, and they chatted briefly, adding details that they themselves were unaware of.

After saying that, Doppo still found it hard to believe and sighed, "The peerless Miyamoto Musashi is actually eliminating terrorists in the modern world?"

"It's like a cliché plot from a fantasy novel!"

Doppo Guji, the father of modern karate, idolized Miyamoto Musashi, hence his rather complex expression.

Upon hearing this, Baki's expression darkened.

He hesitated, saying, "While the 'swordsman vs. terrorist' scenario is certainly thrilling, what happened last night can hardly be called 'justice'."

"Old Master Tokugawa showed me photos of that building. How should I put it..."

Baki rubbed his temples. "Those scenes would be absolutely restricted, even in 18+ gory comics."

Doppo pursed his lips and said with a self-deprecating smile, "In that case, I should really thank Musashi for not cutting me into those ugly and miserable shapes."

Baki said helplessly, "Hmph, two stray dogs who were defeated by Musashi are secretly rejoicing here. How heartwarming."

Clearly, both men readily acknowledged their past defeats.

"Isn't it fine?"

Du Bu laughed and said, "If comforting each other can make us stronger, then saying a few more words won't hurt."

"On another note..."

The two spoke in unison, then paused for a moment, realizing that they must have meant the same thing.

"—Shiraki Shō VS Miyamoto Musashi."

Baki said in a deep voice:

"【Strike Without Strike】VS【Realm Without Blade】This will not be an ordinary duel."

"The fight wasn't about determining a winner or loser; it was just that one person wanted to fight, and the other wanted to kill, and that's how it ended up like this."

Is this really a good idea?

"..."

Hearing the boy's question, Doppo suddenly countered, "Baki, haven't you also experienced battles that weren't fought for the sake of victory or defeat?"

Baki was taken aback, then remembered that Doppo was referring to the "strongest father-son battle on Earth".

"Yes, I have experienced it."

Baki nodded frankly, "My dad and I are definitely going to fight, but it's not going to be a match, it's going to be a father-son argument."

"Mmm~!"

Doppo pouted and nodded, then pressed, "So, Baki, is there something wrong? Does a fight always have to be serious and pure?"

Baki was taken aback and reminded him, "Mr. Doppo, what you just said was totally Musashi's style!"

Dobu was somewhat surprised, "Oh dear, I'm so embarrassed..."

Baki pursed his lips. "My dad told me this himself."

He recounted how, before Miyamoto Musashi and Yujiro Hanma fought, he asked Yujiro, "Is purity useful?" and shared many of his remarks about "getting ahead."

Dubu became increasingly astonished as he listened. "Really?! He actually said something like that?"

Baki nodded. "That's a perfectly reasonable statement."

Dubu tried to understand, and finally just forced himself to figure it out: "The kind of utilitarianism that reaches a certain level will inevitably backfire!"

"—That's right, that's exactly it, Baki!"

"As long as you carry chaos through to the end, you will become a transcendent clarity."

"That's Musashi for you! Things are getting more and more interesting!"

Doppo turned to look at Baki, whose face was full of astonishment, "Didn't you realize? You clearly succeeded in protecting Pikachu."

Upon hearing this, Baki was somewhat embarrassed. "Well... it was really just luck, it can hardly be considered a contest."

He changed the subject, his eyes lowered, and said, "Moreover, Pi Ke and Brother Bai Mu are two completely different kinds of people."

"..."

Doppo crossed his arms and pondered, "Musashi saw 'The Grand Garden Party' in Shiraki Sho; while Shiraki Sho saw 'Shiraki Sho' in Musashi."

"They're actually the same..."

Dobu pursed his lips and sighed, "They're all insatiable lunatics, utterly insane!"

……

……

That afternoon

Fighting Spirit Martial Arts Hall, the outdoor arena.

Shiraki Shōka and Rito are playing a routine practice match.

Through this period of training and combat experience, Rihito's movements have become increasingly refined, greatly increasing the threat posed by [Razor's Edge].

Even so, Rito knew very well that there was still a considerable gap between him and Shiraki Sei.

However, being able to accurately analyze the opponent's combat strength is also part of the progress.

But then again...

Li Ren looked up at Bai Mucheng, who was panting heavily with sweat pouring down his forehead, and couldn't help but smile helplessly.

As expected, Shiraki Cheng was "imagining" again.

Imagine his opponent, Rito, is a formidable master, capable of things like teleporting left and right in quick succession, or moving ten times faster... and so on.

As a result, even in practice matches, Shiraki Cheng struggled immensely and nearly suffered defeats on several occasions.

This is Shiraki Sei's daily "high-pressure, heavy-load" training!