Super Fighting Tokyo.

...Boom!

The enormous Buddha head first flew into the sky, and then fell heavily down, crashing down beside the white wooden frame and creating a huge shockwave.

"!!!"

Bai Mucheng stood firmly to the side.

When he looked up again, he saw "Shura" standing on the headless stone Buddha, with his back to Bai Mucheng, slowly withdrawing his fist and straightening his body.

{——！}

"Shura" turned his head to the right, looking with his right eye at Bai Mucheng behind him.

In that instant, countless dark red ink surged, mixed with blood-red killing intent, sweeping away all the surrounding illusions and destroying them completely!

Hellfire Island, volcano, lava, stone Buddha...

None of them escaped; they were all swallowed up by the wave of killing intent.

Only "Shura" himself remained standing!

Its name is: GOUKI.

His name is Gouki!

He is a demon who fights relentlessly, carrying a wave of killing intent in his pursuit of the ultimate in martial arts.

He is also the senior martial uncle of "Long" and "Ken", and practices the "Assassination Fist" that is inherited from the two of them.

Because of his excessive pursuit of power, Akuma once dueled with his master "Todoroki" and ultimately killed Todoroki, winning the deathmatch.

From then on, Akuma embarked on the path of "Shura".

He trains on Hellfire Island and travels the world, constantly seeking suitable opponents for "death battles" in order to climb to the top.

He had fought Ryu many times and eventually acknowledged Ryu's strength—a strength that was different from his own.

"..."

Shiraki looked up and met the gaze of Akuma's left eye, which was looking back at him.

Even though he had already experienced the "wave of killing intent" and even trained in it, Shiraki Cheng still couldn't help but tremble.

Rather than saying that the "Surge of Killing Intent" influenced Akuma, it would be more accurate to say that Akuma embarked on the path of the "Surge of Killing Intent"!

—He has already reached that level!

{…}

Gouki remained silent, and as a wisp of ink-like dotted line drifted by, he vanished simultaneously, silently turning into black smoke.

The next moment—

"—?!"

Bai Mucheng was suddenly startled to realize that he had somehow already assumed a fighting stance.

And right in front of him was the vanished, invisible Akuma!

They're about to fight!

Bai Mucheng didn't have time to think about anything else.

FIGHT!

Swish!

Shiraki threw a straight punch forward, but Gouki kicked it away with his leg.

"?!"

Bai Mucheng immediately clenched his fists and raised his arms in defense.

Suddenly, Akuma's face turned completely black, leaving only his blood-red eyes, which followed his body as he charged forward.

Swish!

Gouki cuts close to Shiraki, stomps his right foot forward and pushes off the ground, and throws a right hook from below.

Rising Dragon!

boom!

The heavy punch, bound by hemp rope, slammed into Bai Mucheng's arms, continuing upwards, breaking through Bai Mucheng's defensive stance, and striking his jaw.

{Ugh—!}

With a loud shout from Gouki, Shiraki Cheng was thrown backward and flew several meters into the air before crashing heavily to the ground.

poof...

Bai Mucheng lay face up, his head spinning from the blows, unable to move.

{snort.}

Gouki glanced at Shiraki Sei and was about to leave when he suddenly noticed that Shiraki Sei's lips were curled up and he was even baring his teeth.

Are you... laughing?

Gouki looked up at the sky, recalling "Ryu," the one he had fought to the death with, who, though defeated, was still smiling.

{Your smile is... just like that person's...}

{You're just like him...}

Judging from the conversation, it seems that Takashi mentioned Shiraki Sho, his "disciple," during a casual chat with Akuma.

Before the words were even finished, in the next instant—

{snort!}

Akuma suddenly bent down and threw a punch with devastating force, aiming for Shiraki's head, but the punch veered off course mid-air.

Boom!

Finally, the heavy fist slammed into the side of Bai Mucheng's head, hitting the ground hard and causing ink to spray everywhere, even cracking open in a spiderweb pattern.

Splash splash splash splash...

The sound of shattering echoed.

Gouki then straightened up and looked Shiraki Cheng up and down again.

{...Alright, I'll guide you in your cultivation.}

{After that...}

If you can still laugh, then laugh one more time!

{…}

Having said that, Gouki stood still, waiting for Shiraki to get up.

While waiting, Akuma stared at his fist and muttered in a low voice:

Our school's martial arts are assassination techniques.

This fist technique is a ghostly fist style that has been passed down through generations, resulting in mountains of corpses.

My journey felt like walking through the mountains of the underworld...

{The journey began with a death match against my master, Hōteki.}

Akuma's Memories:

{At the time, I was prepared to die if I didn't surpass him; he was equally prepared that he would never remain at the pinnacle of assassination if he didn't kill me.}

He could also be considered a "ghost."

Since things have come to this, my pursuit of the heavens... is also a tribute to the master I slew!

"..."

As he spoke, Bai Mucheng had already stood up.

He rubbed his aching chin, tilted his head and spat out a mouthful of blood, no longer showing any fear.

Akuma's gaze sharpened. {Hmm, don't let me see you make any cowardly moves! How can you talk about strength if you don't aim for the heavens!}

After saying that, Gouki stood still and continued to practice his punches, showing no sign of giving any instruction.

Bai Mucheng was stunned, somewhat puzzled.

Gouki snorted coldly, "If you want to learn, you must seize it; this is the true essence of becoming an apprentice!"

"..."

Shiraki understood and tried to follow Akuma's movements, throwing punches alongside the "Master of Fists" to experience the fluctuations of his killing intent.

Boom! Boom! Boom...

Their movements were slow and heavy, turning into a series of loud, piercing sounds as they threw punches.

Under the moonlight and in the darkness of night, the ink wash painting surged endlessly.

The dotted line outlines the character "隆" and appears beside the two, following Shiraki and Akuma, doing pure punching practice.

Chapter 702 Expensive Warm-up

The basic punching exercises continued until late at night.

Bai Mucheng was soaked through, his sweat soaking the sand beneath his feet. He eventually collapsed to the ground, too exhausted to move.

"Huh...huh..."

Bai Mucheng panted, fully enjoying the exhaustion emanating from all parts of his body.

{…}

At this moment, Akuma stopped throwing a punch, turned around and looked down at Shiraki, who was lying on the ground.

Bai Mucheng raised his fist and replied with a smile, "Not bad, fantastic!"