Super Fighting Tokyo.

Meanwhile, outside the Tokyo Dome.

The Metropolitan Police Department's Special Mobile Unit had already set up a cordon, but more and more people were arriving after hearing the news.

However, Manabe Takumi and Iori Kazuka, who were in charge of the scene, discovered something strange:

Looking at the crowd watching the battle, there were no familiar faces or old friends, and even Mr. Mitarai and Katahara Sayaka were nowhere to be seen.

Where did they all go?

Just as the two were wondering, two more people suddenly arrived.

They were two old men—

Tokugawa Mitsunari and Katahara Mitsudo.

Chapter 709 The Way—Difficult to Obey People's Will

The main entrance and lobby of Tokyo Dome.

The door was broken, but the light was still on.

Two figures could be seen inside, gradually penetrating deeper into the hall during their previous exchange.

"..."

Bai Mucheng struck a pose.

Shift your weight to your toes, stand naturally with your feet in front of you on the left and behind you on the right, and turn your body to the side.

This way, the area that the opponent can target will be as small as possible.

Slightly raise your left shoulder to protect your chin, thus hindering the opponent's attack.

He is right-handed, but holds his fist in a relaxed position, ready to strike at any time.

Open your left hand and press down, adapting to the situation as needed.

That's exactly it!

Upon closer reflection, Shiraki Sei's "posture" was not an intentional imitation of anyone, but one can see the shadows of many people in it.

Master Ryu, Coach Luke, Baki Vanma, and even Gaolang...etc., but upon closer inspection, there are differences, seemingly similar but not quite the same.

As the training continued, Shiramu Cheng's stance gradually took shape without him even realizing it.

Suitable for striking, suitable for kicking, suitable for jumping, suitable for throwing, suitable for unleashing fighting spirit...!

—This is a fighting stance that suits Shiraki Sho!

however……

Shiraki looked up and saw Miyamoto Musashi in front of him, still in the same exhausted standing posture as in the "portrait".

wrong.

That wasn't a "posture," but rather Miyamoto Musashi's "stance"!

"Great, fantastic!"

Bai Mucheng smiled and said, "The real battle has only just begun!"

"..."

Musashi welcomed him with pleasure.

Just then, a shout suddenly came from the direction of the entrance to the hall.

"Musashi! Shiraki!!"

It was Tokugawa Mitsunari's voice.

"...?"

Both Shiraki and Musashi looked puzzled and turned to look in the direction of the sound.

There stood Tokugawa Mitsunari and Katahara Metsudou, accompanied by Mitarai and Katahara Sayaka, at the entrance of the hall.

Behind the four men stood Manabu Takumi, Iori Kazuka, and several high-ranking government officials.

"Gentlemen, I have something to tell you!"

Tokugawa was extremely excited and shouted, "Don't worry! Not only the underground arena, but I've also booked out the entire Tokyo Dome!"

"No one will bother you, and you can use this place as an arena without any problem!"

"But...but there's only one thing..."

"This is the only point that my friend Katahara Metsudo and I must make!"

"—Because this is a duel!"

Tokugawa roared loudly.

Then, Katahara Metsudou, leaning on his cane, stepped forward and gave a low, deep shout, opening instructions for the duel.

"Any weapon can be used."

"Whether you use or not, including items you carry with you, is entirely up to you!"

"in addition……"

Katahara Metsudo's beard fluttered, revealing the imposing presence of the Kengan Association's chairman.

"This competition is to determine who is the 'winner.' Fair and square competition is secondary to winning or losing. Please understand!"

"..."

"—That's it."

Tokugawa loudly added, "Don't worry about any rules. It doesn't matter if we blow up the entire Tokyo Dome. Fight with everything we have!"

"..."

Upon hearing this, Musashi burst out laughing.

Bai Mucheng shook his head helplessly and pursed his lips, saying, "Old men, you talk too much. Is it really necessary...?"

Tokugawa and Katahara Metsudo were taken aback. "Huh?"

Shiraki Shigeaki grinned and said, "Miyamoto Musashi is a 'seeker of the Way,' but in reality, he's also the worst foul-breaking maniac in history!"

"If you want to delve into Miyamoto Musashi's 'Way,' then..."

"No matter how many rules and restrictions there are, he will only openly and honestly trample the words 'open and honest' under his feet!"

"..."

Upon hearing this, Musashi was not angry but pleased, even quite happy.

He turned to look at Tokugawa and laughed loudly, "Your concern is unnecessary, Tokugawa! Shiraki understands me better in this regard!"

"Ah...is that so...but..."

Tokugawa blinked, a bead of sweat appearing on his forehead.

The old man clenched his fists, then changed the subject, "But, this is a duel, isn't it?! So there's something I must say!"

Katahara Metsudou also spoke up, "Hehehe, this is the only thing that cannot be given to the two of you; it must be done by us."

"..."

Shiraki Shō and Miyamoto Musashi understood each other perfectly, and thus both laughed.

The next second—

Swish!

The host, Sayaka Katahara, walked to the front of the crowd and raised her right hand high.

Tokugawa Mitsunari and Katahara Metsudou calmly asked, "Are you two ready...?"

At this moment, Katahara Sayaka also shouted loudly:

"Ready—?"

"—Fight!!!"

With a loud shout from Katahara Sayaka, the two old men, representing the "Underground Arena" and the "Kengan Association," simultaneously announced—

"The match begins!!!"

"..."

……

After speaking, Shiraki and Miyamoto Musashi looked at each other again, and the battle resumed.

Ah, I saw it again...

The two saw in each other the "illusion" that originated from this battle and existed behind each other.

That's the view they'll see in this "showdown".

It's very clear...!

Bai Mucheng could see it very clearly.

Even after all that has happened during this time, Shiraki's view of Musashi remains unchanged.

—It is "me".

No matter how Shiraki looks, he can see a "self" in Miyamoto Musashi, confronting him.

This in the end is why?

That being said, what could Miyamoto Musashi possibly see when he looks at me?

Well, I suppose nothing has changed.

Musashi must have been overwhelmed by the sights, as if he were in the streets of Edo, stepping into a grand garden party, completely unsure of where to look!

There's an endless array of food, drinks, and entertainment, and all sorts of experts gather here—it's a truly joyous occasion!