Super Fighting Tokyo.

To everyone's surprise, Yujiro laughed upon hearing this.

He laughed so hard his face was chapped, and his body even trembled, mocking Baki's self-righteous cleverness.

"Hmph, are you just saying tough things to bluff your way out of my way?"

"You're still not good enough in this regard..."

Yujiro put his hands on his hips, tilted his head and chuckled, "I'm not oblivious to romance, haven't you noticed yet?"

"..."

Upon hearing this, both Baki and Ohma were taken aback.

They immediately noticed that the ground around them was rumbling, as if a thousand horses were galloping, and a large number of footsteps were approaching from afar.

"~~~~!?"

Baki and Ohma looked around.

Suddenly, tens of thousands of spectators who had been sitting in the stands began to move, entering the stadium through various passageways.

The audience has arrived!

On seats, on stairs, inside buildings, and even on people who have just arrived from outside...

Ordinary people walk through the passageway to avoid it, while those in better physical condition simply jump off from the stands!

Tens of thousands of spectators moved together, but not in chaos. Instead, they formed a crowd that moved from afar towards the battle site!

There's still time...

The battle wasn't over yet; they still had time to get closer and watch!

"..."

Huh...?

Why……

Baki and Ohma still didn't understand, and those who "thought a lot," such as Tokugawa Mitsunari and Katahara Metsudou, also didn't realize it.

But gradually, they all understood.

Because the spectators who came forward stopped naturally behind Yujiro Hanma without any warning lines or obstructions.

Using the distance between "Yujiro Hanma, Jou Shiraki and Musashi Miyamoto" as the radius, tens of thousands of spectators unanimously created a battlefield circle with a diameter of more than forty meters!

Outsiders thronged the area, with over 55,000 spectators gathering around at once;

Within the circle, there are only Shiraki Jou and Miyamoto Musashi, as well as Baki and Ohma later on.

why?

Because standing here, you can already see it clearly...?

wrong.

Because if we go any further, we'll be caught in the crossfire.

That's even more wrong; they don't have that kind of insight.

There is only one real answer—

Because "that's the end" is what Yujiro Hanma is "behind".

Indeed, the audience was very self-aware, knowing that compared to Yujiro Hanma, they were a group of "weaklings".

Yujiro Hanma is a strong man!

Defeating humans, slaughtering beasts, breaking weapons, shattering armor, and finally... overwhelming nations, instilling fear in military forces and making powerful nations think twice!

This man has maximized the potential inherent in "arm strength".

If there were a Nobel Prize for arm wrestling, everyone would agree to award it to him.

Therefore, the audience trusts Yujiro Hanma!

Yujiro Hanma did nothing and said nothing, but the audience was convinced of that.

Viewers with poor eyesight regarded the "strongman" standing in front of them as a god protecting them.

As long as you stand behind "Yujiro Hanma", you are safe and will not be affected by the battle in front of the "strong".

That back, where the "evil spirit" dwells, is worthy of such trust!

and so……

Yes, you can. If you get closer, you can see it more clearly!

They all want to witness it.

Witness the clash between [Fighting Spirit] Shiraki Sei and [Peerless Warrior] Miyamoto Musashi!

"..."

At this moment, even the experts watching the battle gathered around.

Among them was Motobu Izo, who was sitting in a wheelchair being pushed along by his apprentice "Kaiya" until they reached the front of the crowd.

"I see……"

Honbu Izo pursed his lips and lowered his head, teasingly saying, "Although Hanma Yujiro didn't mean it, we were indeed protected."

"..."

At this point, Baki and Ohma gradually came to understand everything.

It turns out that Yujiro came here simply to watch the battle from a suitable position, and even "determined" a safe distance because of it.

"Oh dear, this..."

Baki misunderstood his father, so he lowered his head somewhat embarrassedly, raised an eyebrow and looked up at Yujiro, "Anyway... I'm sorry you had to see this."

"Hmph, careless! Now that you know, why aren't you coming over here?"

Yujiro raised his hand and beckoned Baki and Ohma to get back behind him quickly and not cause any trouble on the field.

"..."

But before leaving, Baki and Ohma exchanged a glance, and a little scheme was brewing within them.

Swish-!

The two men simultaneously pushed off the ground and twisted their waists, throwing punches at each other that landed in the face with heavy thuds.

Bang! ! !

Their eyelids and lips were trembling and flying, and they each took a half step back, with wisps of white smoke still remaining on their faces.

The dull thud of the impact was like the crisp ringing of a bell on a boxing ring, causing Bai Mucheng, who was lying on the ground, to tremble.

"..."

wow...

Bai Mucheng braced himself with both hands on the ground, forcefully rolled over, and lay on his back, panting heavily with blood all over his face, but with a faint smile to express his gratitude.

For Ohma and Baki, this is a blessing for their old friend.

After delivering the punch, the two rubbed their sore faces and walked behind Yujiro to watch the fight with the surrounding crowd.

……

……

Snapped!

Shiraki straightened up from the ground, spat out a mouthful of blood, and faced Miyamoto Musashi with renewed vigor.

Musashi had no complaints about this.

Or rather, this kind of accident is just part of the battle for Musashi, and is not worth mentioning at all.

"But, heh heh..."

Musashi did not draw his sword again, but instead smiled and commented sharply, "Shiraki, if this were a battlefield, you would have been dead the moment you fell to the ground."

"Trampled to death by warhorses, shot to death by arrows, trampled to death by people, crushed to death by weapons, and crushed to death by the dead..."

As Musashi spoke, the smile on his face grew even more joyful, as if he were recalling some pleasant memories.

Those viewers who could see it more clearly couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

Even if some people think that Miyamoto Musashi is using words to disturb Shiraki Sho's mindset, they still can't help but feel scared.

"..."

Bai Mucheng nodded frankly, "Yes, I might die, but there are no 'ifs'."

"No...?"

Musashi pursed his lips and murmured.

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

Swish!

Musashi's body slumped as he gathered his strength in the soles of his feet, then stomped forward, striding straight towards Shiraki.

At the same time, Shiramu Cheng pushed off the ground with his back foot, propelling his body forward, and brought his right fist to his waist, gathering power to thrust it out swiftly.

[Battle Aura Bursts Out with Shock!]

Ode!

The two charged at each other simultaneously.

Shiraki's straight punch landed on Musashi's left upper arm, while Musashi's right fist, thrusting forward, also struck Shiraki's left forearm.

Bang!

With a loud thud, the two men stumbled back several steps, leaving several conspicuous footprints on the ground.

……

……

Watching this scene, Honbu Izo nodded thoughtfully.