Super Fighting Tokyo

Chapter 242 Rock Climbing Battle!
Wow!
The sturdy outer wall was blasted open by the [Extreme Strike], leaving a large hole and sending bricks and stones flying everywhere.

Sikorsky was in the middle of it, with most of his body floating outwards, except for his left little finger, which was gripping a protruding brick.

Using this tiny fulcrum, Sikorsky managed to steady himself and pull himself back into the building!

shuh...

Sikorsky jumped lightly and re-entered the ninth floor of the building, standing in front of Shiramoto.

"call--!"

He breathed a sigh of relief, seemingly relieved to have escaped a close call, but actually remained calm. "Sure enough, it's best not to stay outside. It felt really dangerous!"

Sikorsky joked, shrugging at Shiramu Cheng, "The monsters of the Wu clan have left, now it's time for 1v1!"

"Great, fantastic!"

Bai Mucheng twisted his neck and grinned, "Ready?"

……

……

At the same time, at the resettlement site outside the building.

Wu Huili witnessed the entire battle, and when she saw Wu Lei'an jump off the building to chase after Duo'er, she was immediately enraged.

"That brat Lei'an dares to disobey my orders! Go and kill the Ten Demon Serpent King Ma!"

Wu Lianyi stepped forward to comfort him, "Grandpa, the commission is to eliminate criminals. Although Lei An was angered, he is still doing his job."

Wu Huili pretended not to hear, "Alas, my Garuda is about to be stolen..."

At this moment, Garuda came over and asked curiously, "Grandpa, what are you talking about?"

"Oh, my dear grandson!"

Wu Huili immediately changed her expression, smiling kindly, "I was talking about feng shui and Bai Mucheng."

Garuda smiled sweetly, her eyes crinkling. "Those two have a very good relationship. I hope that's how it is between me and Wangma."

Wu Huiliyang: "..."

Wu Lianyi whispered a reminder, "Grandpa, your face is turning red. I have some blood pressure medication here."

"..."

After some persuasion, Garuda finally left to help prepare the bear meat dish.

Wu Huili pulled Wu Fengshui aside and asked, "Does your boyfriend take murder cases?"

Wu Fengshui laughed it off, "Bai Muqin will probably choose the rarer one first—for example, Sikorsky."

Wu Huili felt a pang of disappointment and squatted down in a corner to draw circles.

"Sikorsky—the one from the mafia?"

Wu Lianyi murmured the name, recalling the known information:
"It is said to be very strong. It beat the wrestling hero Alexander Garen to the brink of death and even climbed up a missile silo that was 100 meters high with its bare hands."

As she spoke, Wu Lian spread her five fingers and gestured:

"Even those of us who can 'liberate' are, in the end, not geckos or reptiles."

"Without using any tools, we couldn't climb up the smooth missile silo. Just how strong would that finger strength have to be?"

"At the very least, one should be able to grab a small nut, hang upside down from the ceiling, and easily read an entire short story."

"Such finger strength is no longer human."

"..."

Wu Fengshui thought for a moment, "There is a martial arts practitioner named [Liren] who is also exceptionally gifted in finger strength and can achieve this as well."

Wu Lianyi shook her head. "I've heard of him, but he's different. The thinking of a 'fighting expert' is completely different from that of an 'underground gang'."

"If your boyfriend uses the same tactics he uses against the rational person to fight Sikorsky, he will definitely suffer a great loss."

Upon hearing this, Wu Fengshui smiled, his eyes narrowing, and led Wu Lianyi to the monitoring station, saying, "Let's take a look together!"

Wu Lianyi understood. "Really? It seems you have a lot of confidence in him!"

……

……

"Ready? GO—!"

Bai Mucheng casually remarked, tensed his calves, and leaped forward, throwing a straight punch at Sikorsky.

[A burst of fighting spirit strikes!]
Ode!
As his fist was being thrown, Sikorsky suddenly raised his hand and flung out a handful of shards of glass.

Crash... Glass shards splattered forward, and Bai Mucheng dodged to the side.

At the same time, Sikorsky strode forward, seemingly to chase after Shiraki, but in reality, he suddenly leaped up the moment he got close.

Swish!
Sikorsky leaped up, his feet planted on the corridor wall, his left hand gripping a small protrusion outside the door, his entire body dangling about a meter in the air.

The instant Shirakawa turned around, Sikorsky kicked out with his right leg, striking Shirakawa in the face at an extremely tricky angle.

boom!
Bai Mucheng's nose bled from being kicked, and he took a few steps back to steady himself.

"Oh..."

He coughed up the blood from his nose and looked up at Sikorsky.

Despite being a burly man who is about 190cm tall and weighs about 100kg, he managed to hang himself steadily on the door frame using only three fingers!
Such finger strength is beyond human capabilities!

Judging from how relaxed he looks, he could probably hang there for several more hours without any problem.

"You have really impressive fingers, and unlike Rito, your playing style is more 'adult'."

Bai Mucheng murmured, "Using finger strength to climb the wall, creating a tricky angle of attack, and kicking someone in the neck without hesitation..."

Upon hearing this analysis, Sikorsky sneered and waited for Shiraki to make his move.

"but--"

Shiraki Cheng then changed the subject, "There are many 'techniques' that can adapt to various terrains, not just rock climbing!"

Swish!
Bai Mucheng strode forward, swinging his arms and legs rhythmically, and ran quickly toward Sikorsky.

Rashid is running!
This move is nothing special; it's just a smooth running motion, but it's also one of the techniques that allows you to adapt to different terrains—it's part of parkour!

The so-called "parkour" is not just about running in a cool way; it is not simply about cool running moves. It was originally a technology invented by humans to adapt to complex battlefields.

It is originally a fighting technique, also known as "Flying Path"!
Sikorsky wanted to do indoor rock climbing, so Shiraki Cheng simply did indoor parkour!

despair!
Shiraki stomped down, stepping into Sikorsky's kicking attack circle, only to be met with a large military boot foot.

In an instant, Bai Mucheng crouched down to gain leverage, leaned back and pressed his body to the ground, and slid forward in a kneeling shovel.

[Rashid runs away with a second move!]
Swish!
He dodged Sikorsky's kick, stood up, immediately turned around, and sprinted toward the wall opposite Sikorsky.

"Aha!"

Bai Mucheng leaps forward, pushes off the wall with his feet, and jumps two meters in one step. He slaps the top of the wall with his palm and uses the reaction force to jump again.

Rashid's triangle jump!
Swish!
This caused Shiramu Cheng to jump even higher, soaring towards the ceiling and hurtling towards Sikorsky from a bird's-eye view.

"—?!"

Seeing that things were not going well, Sikorsky suddenly clenched his left hand.

Shiramu Cheng spread his arms and pressed his entire body against his opponent.

Zangief's Flying Plunge!
boom!
Shiramu Cheng put his arms around Sikorsky's neck and hung his whole body on him.

According to Shiraki's estimate, with his own weight of 101kg plus Sikorsky's own weight of over 100kg, totaling 200kg, Sikorsky would inevitably fall.

To Bai Mucheng's surprise, Sikorsky exerted force with all five fingers and actually held up the two of them, even though his fingertips were bleeding—he knocked the door frame apart but didn't budge at all!

"Bravo!"

Bai Mucheng exclaimed in admiration.

He grabbed Sikorsky by the neck, tilted his head back, and slammed his forehead into Sikorsky's face.

Zangief's headbutt!
Boom!
In an instant, Sikorsky's nose bled from the impact, and the wooden door frame was torn apart by the violent shaking, unable to support the two of them any longer.

Before landing, Sikorsky struggled desperately, managing to force Shiraki back with a knee strike to avoid being pursued, before finally falling backward.

"call……"

Sikorsky rolled backward, then immediately stood up, looking ahead with lingering fear, his eyes fixed on Shiraki Cheng.

Shiraki skipped along, beaming with joy. "I never imagined that parkour could compete with rock climbing! Can any other sport do that? Isn't it amazing!?"

Sikorsky frowned, but he also felt there was some truth to it.

"Ha ha……"

As she laughed, she couldn't help but look at Bai Mucheng, the cold sweat on her forehead refusing to go away.

It's unexpectedly difficult to beat...

What an unexpected monster!

(End of this chapter)