Super Fighting Tokyo

Chapter 286 Scary
Regardless of industry reputation, rumors from the underworld, or Bai Mucheng's memories, all the information about the Silent Sea King has one thing in common—

This guy is a stubborn one.

It's the most annoying kind!
To promote the concept of "martial arts education," King Jihai poached talent from everyone he met, and even if he was rejected, he didn't care and continued to work hard.

In that possible future, the Silent Sea King and the Reckless Sea King will fight each other, and the Silent Sea King will even try to win over the Fist Hero, the Reckless Sea King.

In order to prove himself to Lie, Ji Haiwang knew he was no match, but he still fought with all his might on the stage, not caring about making a fool of himself.

Fists and kicks, grappling, coaxing, deception, cunning... and finally even hiding behind one's head!
Thus, the Sea King, whose strength was a level below "Lie", forced Lie to kick and strike with all his might, even attacking vital points, before the outcome was finally decided.

Even so, when defeated and unconscious, Ji Haiwang's hand still did not loosen its grip on Lie Haiwang's forearm, refusing to give up until the very last moment.

For the upright and passionate Fist King Retsukai, this result was not a victory; he admired the obsession of the Silent King!

……

……

Time returns to the present.

The stubborn ones are right in front of us.

Silent Sea King: "..."

Silent Sea King: "Haha, my goodness..."

He was intimidated by Shiraki's smile and aura, and thus blurted out the words unconsciously.

Bai Mucheng was somewhat surprised and asked, "Mr. Ji, what's wrong?"

Silent Sea King scratched his head sheepishly, "I didn't expect you to agree to fight so readily. I'm a little surprised, since there wasn't really a reason..."

Shiraki understood and let out a soft breath. "Mr. Ji, you are the one who initiated the battle, so your considerations end with 'initiating a battle request'."

"You want to fight me."

"The rest is up to me to consider—to agree or to refuse."

Bai Mucheng put his hands on his hips, grinned, and said, "But I just couldn't resist! Mr. Ji, I want to see how powerful you are!"

King Jihai nodded gently and said, "I see, I understand."

But the next second—

Bai Mucheng started looking around with his hands on his hips, "So, shall we start fighting here? Or shall we find a quieter place to play a little longer?"

Fighting spirit rises!
King Jihai paused for a moment, then shook his head repeatedly, "Stop, stop, I was just showing it to Chunnan, so tonight isn't suitable. Let's take him to heal his injuries and go to the arena tomorrow!"

"Great, the arena is mine now."

Bai Mucheng took out the lighter, tossed it casually a couple of times, and exchanged a smile with Wu Fengshui beside him.

The Sea King felt a chill run down his spine, but he forced a laugh and tried to force a response.

I initially thought the two teams were evenly matched, and that I had a chance of winning if I went all out, but now something feels off...

"..."

After finalizing the battle plan for tomorrow, Ji Haiwang turned back to take care of Chun Nan and treated his wounds temporarily.

Silent Sea King exclaimed excitedly, "Come watch my match tomorrow, Fatty!"

Chunnan hesitated.

Although he lacked discernment, he could still roughly judge the difference in strength between Bai Mucheng and Ji Haiwang based on the residual instincts within him.

"There's no need for you to go to this lengths for me, Mr. Ji."

Chunnan wiped the snot, tears, and blood from his face and said tremblingly, "Even if you want to encourage me, do I really still have a chance to change things?"

"Yes, there is! And even if there isn't, it doesn't matter! The key isn't whether there is or not, it's 'wanting to change'!"

King Jihai was in high spirits, clenching his fist and laughing:

"Even if you are no match for them, you must fight, because if you don't fight, you will surely lose. Only after fighting can there be other outcomes. Why not give it your all?"

"This is also part of martial arts education, little brother Chunnan!"

Ji Haiwang patted Chun Nan on the shoulder, revealing a faint chuckle, "Besides, when it comes to battles—who wins and who loses is still uncertain!"

"For confused young people like you, I will definitely win!"

"..."

……

With Haruo being taken care of by the lonely sea king, Kono can't escape either.

As for the unconscious guardians, the patrolling Wu clan members will deal with them and then pass the information on to the clan elder.

And so on...

Therefore, there was no trouble for Bai Mucheng and Wu Fengshui.

The two chatted and laughed, continuing to enjoy the evening, and strolled to the next street, hoping to find that smelly bakery.

"..."

After waiting a moment, King Jihai asked a patrolman from the Wu clan to take Chunnan to the hospital.

During this time, he lectured Kono for a while, leaving Kono feeling dizzy and almost collapsing and crying on the spot.

After Haruo was taken to the hospital, Kono quickly took his leave.

Only then was the Silent Sea King satisfied. He put his hands in his pockets, took a deep breath, and leisurely walked out of the dark alley.

"..." Unexpectedly, someone was waiting for him outside the alley entrance, leaning against the wall.

"Ha~! Haha~!"

The old man burst into hearty laughter, displaying the valiant spirit of the "Martial Saint" Shechuan.

Shechuan looked at Ji Haiwang and slapped his thigh with a laugh, "Impressive, Ji, you actually took the initiative to challenge someone just for the sake of teaching them a lesson."

Ji Haiwang showed great respect to his senior and quickly bowed to greet him, "Teacher Shechuan, when did you arrive?"

"Before you begin to preach."

Shechuan, hands in his pockets, looked up at the sky and said, "Brother Ji, if you're so eager to teach young people, why don't you go into the education industry?"

King Jihai scratched his head, blushing slightly. "To be honest, all I know is fist techniques."

"Hahaha, that's it."

Shechuan sighed, "I was just talking to Wu Huiliyang, refuting statements like 'martial arts is a social sport,' and now you've refuted me again!"

"Ah? This..."

Silent Sea King was somewhat embarrassed, awkwardly rubbing his hands, "You are a recognized master of practical combat, so what do you think of what I said..."

Before he could finish speaking, Shibukawa waved his hand to interrupt him.

"What a load of bull!"

Shibukawa spread his hands, showing his kimono overcoat to Jikai-o, "This isn't an everyday outfit. Underneath the kimono is a judo uniform. Can this be considered everyday combat?"

King Jihai was stunned.

Shibukawa then changed the subject, "--The above is what Honbu Izo told me. He sometimes thinks some random things."

Silent Sea King: "..."

Surprisingly, he was somewhat confused by what Shechuan said.

After much deliberation, Ji Haiwang tentatively asked, "Teacher Shechuan, do you agree with my point of view?"

"Whether I agree or not is none of your business, Xiao Ji!"

Shibukawa retorted, "When it comes to opinions, there's no need for us to convince each other, whether it's you, me, the headquarters, or Shiraki-kun."

"There's only one thing that won't change—"

Shibukawa narrowed his eyes and looked at Jikai-oh, "You're going to fight Shiraki-kun tomorrow, what are your thoughts?"

The Silent Sea King finally came to his senses, patting his chest and panting heavily, "That was terrifying! I'm still sweating bullets!"

Haha!

Shibukawa laughed heartily, turned around and said goodbye, "Good luck, but don't get beaten to death."

Silent Sea King: "..."

Ji Haiwang: "Teacher Shibukawa, you scared me, didn't you? You must have scared me!"

……

……

the next day.
Wuzhili Central Square, temporary arena for the celebration.

As the celebration date drew closer, the number of spectators increased considerably.

Wu Huiliyang, Wu Fengshui, Wu Lianyi, and other members of the Wu clan;
Shibukawa Goki, Sonoda Morio, and the members of the Judo Club;

[God of Destruction] Haruo Kono, Akio Kono, president of N-Company;
Of course, there are also professional wrestling groups: Kyogo Kurachi, Kanzaki Hose, and so on...

There were one or two hundred spectators, and the scene was quite lively.

At this moment, Chunnan was still somewhat nervous, with bandages wrapped around his body, and was especially afraid of the ring. He simply didn't have the courage to stand up again.

After much deliberation, his desire got the better of him, and he went and bought two more ice creams.

On his way back to his seat, he was knocked down by Wu Lei'an, who was passing by, because of his large size. He was almost crushed into the audience behind him.

Suddenly, a large hand reached out and, with just a grasp of the wrist, lifted Chunnan, who weighed over 300 kilograms.

"—?!"

Chunnan was startled and looked down to see a burly man with dreadlocks.

"Hey, watch out, little brother."

"You're hurt? Is it okay for you to eat ice cream? You should listen to the doctor, haha!"

"..."

Chun Nan was stunned, still reeling from the shock of being "casually" pulled up.

The burly man continued with a laugh, "Come on, take a seat and watch the game together. I heard it's going to be very interesting!"

Chunnan swallowed hard. "Please...may I ask who you are..."

"I'm not qualified to give my name!"

[Prison Angel] Guan Linchun crossed his arms and strode to meet up with the Tibetans and others, grinning as he said:

"I was just a professional wrestler who happened to be passing by."

(End of this chapter)