Super Fighting Tokyo.

"Kukaka! That little brat Garuda probably wants to be blessed by Grandpa too!"

“Lei’an, don’t say that… Look, Grandpa’s about to lose his temper again.”

"..."

……

Foreigners have arrived.

【Mr.Unchain】Biscayne Oliva, 【Mr. Two】Jo Kebar.

Also, Arisa's good friend—Mohammed Ali.

Even Bai Mucheng didn't know why his younger sister had such a strong ability to make friends, even managing to invite this reclusive and great boxer!

Happy wedding!

"I wish you both the best!"

"I wish you all the best."

……

……

Next to arrive were acquaintances.

[Champion] Baki Hanma, Koe Matsumoto, [Ashura] Ohma Tokita, Garuda Wu, Kazuo Yamashita, and Dr. Payne, the "Nobel Prize laureate in Chemistry".

Baki even brought along a special guest—[Genjin] Pike!

Pico had just taken a shower and, imitating the others, put on an oversized suit, though the clothes were already showing signs of tearing.

"Congratulations, Brother Bai Mu."

"Congratulations, Shiraki Cheng."

"Feng Shui Sister, I wish you happiness!"

"Congratulations, Mr. Shiraki!"

"Happy marriage, Mr. Shiraki."

"..."

It turns out that Wu Jialuo has already become entangled with Wang Ma. No wonder Wu Huiliyang—that rare great-granddaughter-obsessed woman—was so furious.

……

……

Looking further into the distance, one could see that on the side of the stands on one side of the arena, the strongest creature on earth, Yujiro Hanma, was standing with his best friend, Captain Stray.

Captain Strei raised his hand in greeting.

After a satisfying battle with his son, even [Ogre] Yujiro Hanma wouldn't spoil the mood here.

He tilted his head slightly, revealing a faint, almost imperceptible smile.

very gentle.

Ok.

In short...

Bai Mucheng and Wu Fengshui each extended their hands to welcome the guests who came to offer their blessings.

Welcome!

……

……

Even more people came.

Finally, amidst the astonished gazes of everyone and Bai Mucheng's cheerful greetings, a guest whom no one had expected arrived.

He was an old man with white hair and beard, bald on top, dressed in a traditional kimono, resembling a portrait, with eyes as sharp as swords.

—【Peerless】Miyamoto Musashi

More accurately, it was 62-year-old Miyamoto Musashi.

His soul, which lived to the age of 62, had completely adapted to this body.

Therefore, Miyamoto Musashi at this moment is not "living a second life," but rather continuing the life of "Miyamoto Musashi," regarding everything in the present world as the next step after the age of 62.

Tokugawa asked Musashi for his opinion, and Musashi said that this was just right.

After all, four hundred years ago, when Musashi passed away, the world had already undergone tremendous changes, and "swords clashing" was no longer the mainstream.

That being the case...

Why not continue walking and see what happens, and live a life called "Miyamoto Musashi"?

"..."

Through Tokugawa's connections, Musashi temporarily became a swordsmanship instructor for the Metropolitan Police Department and is currently planning to open a dojo to continue writing books.

……

……

The wedding ceremony begins.

Amidst everyone's blessings, Bai Mucheng and Wu Fengshui recited their vows and kissed.

The two held hands again and turned to greet the crowd.

The ink flowed and surged.

Bai Mucheng could see that his masters were also standing in the crowd, offering their best wishes to their disciples.

Ryu, Zangief, Jamie, Guile, Luke, Rashid, Sagat, Cammy, Deejeon, Edward, Marissa, Blanca, Vega, Dalsim, Ken, Chun-Li, Akuma...

Of course, there's much more.

That's for sure, isn't it?

Because we will definitely continue fighting.

……

……

this day.

Fighting Spirit Martial Arts Hall, open the door.

The epilogue—it begins right here on this street! (The End)

Reflections on "What is power"...

Strength? Power? Struggle?

Is it money? Is it power? Is it a decent job?

Massive number of likes?

Hahaha……

OK, OK...

Let's keep it simple.

I want to become stronger.

Can you believe it?

Even in an era where cars can drive themselves and rockets can fly to Mars, there will still be some people who pursue strength solely through their bodies and fists.

Yes, you're right.

—We are a bunch of fools.

But, you know...

If you want to explore what true strength is, you must take the first step.

Just like us fighting idiots!

It all starts on this street—!!

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……

you.

Yes, it's you.

Once you begin to explore what power truly means, it will linger in your mind.

"Fighting" may not be the answer.

But perhaps he...

It will show us the path to the answer!

—Thinking this way, you walk towards the "Fighting Spirit Martial Arts Hall," a place you've always seen but never actually entered.

"..."

Inside the Fighting Spirit Martial Arts Hall.

Bai Mucheng clenched his fist, faced the heavy sandbag, and struck continuously with his footwork, producing muffled "thump thump" sounds that stirred the hearts of the listeners.

"what!"

With a punch, the rope suspending the heavy sandbag snapped, and Bai Mucheng sent it flying to the distant wall.

At the corner of the wall, six or seven heavy sandbags had already been piled up.