Super Fighting Tokyo

Chapter 86 Foolish Katsumi
On the observation deck, everyone looked up.

The helicopter door opened, revealing the man's appearance.

With neat and tidy short black hair, a strong and resolute facial contour, and sharp and handsome features, he presented a near-perfect three-section and five-eye ratio, making him a "handsome man".

He was wearing a white karate uniform, cinched at the waist with a wide black belt, and with his sleeves rolled up high.

Although she was squatting, her figure was still clearly visible.

With broad shoulders and a narrow waist, he has a perfectly proportioned inverted triangle figure. His muscle groups are sculpted and distinct, with streamlined, bulging arm muscles and long, powerful legs.

"..."

Equally noticeable was the man's chest.

The words "Honbu-Shin" are embroidered on the left side of the robe on the chest.

Undoubtedly, the man and that Master Mo Tanghou were from the same school and were both members of the Divine Heart Society headquarters!

……

……

"The second generation of the Divine Heart Society?"

Akiyama Kaede frowned deeply.

Such leadership changes in large martial arts groups are also a form of business intelligence, which is why Akiyama Kaede had heard about them.

It is said that the founder and first director of the Shinshin Society, "Yuji Doppo," retired not long ago for some reason, handing over the position of director to his adopted son, "Yuji Katsumi," who was only twenty-one years old.

Akiyama Kaede looked at the helicopter, "That man... is that him?"

Atsushi Moto crossed his arms and exclaimed, "It's me!"

But he really didn't expect to run into his own "second-generation director" here tonight; it's truly a case of coincidence.

Turning his head, he saw that Bai Mucheng looked eager to try, and Mo Tanghou couldn't help but remind him.

"Hey, Shiraki, don't underestimate the Shinshin-kai's karate just because you beat me!"

Compared to gamblers, martial artists tend to have much smoother relationships, and they can easily become friends after fighting.

Although Suedang Hou felt that Shiraki Cheng was a bit too familiar, he didn't dislike him.

"The curator's adopted son, Katsumi Guji, was originally a carefully nurtured ace who was to participate in the World Championship in the future, but was later sent to the underground fighting arena by the curator."

Mo Tang Hou has an extremely difficult personality to admit defeat, and he only truly admires a few people, one of whom is his own second generation.

"That Katsumi Guji—one of my generals, his karate is not on the same level as mine!"

"He is the ultimate karate master, the ultimate weapon of karate!"

"..."

"Gudu..."

Upon hearing this, Akiyama Kaede couldn't help but swallow.

Actually, there's no need for much explanation. Just think about it carefully and you'll understand. The Divine Heart Society is a massive fighting group with over one million members.

How could someone who can hold the position of director of the Divine Heart Society be mediocre?
……

……

The helicopter descended slowly.

The people on the observation deck also went up to the deck via a staircase on one side.

When he was still a few meters from the ground, Katsumi Yuji stood up and jumped down with a "whoosh," landing steadily on the deck helipad.

"Haha, I heard there would be a fight as soon as I arrived, so I lazily wore a martial arts uniform..."

Yuji Katsumi spotted Modo Atsushi early on and waved to him, "Hey, Modo, don't tell anyone about this, or I'll lose face!"

Suedang Atsushi chuckled twice, about to ask a question, when Yuji Katsumi suddenly stepped forward, put his arm around Suedang Atsushi's shoulder, and teased him with a smile.

"Hey you, coming to a place like this to train, you're really working hard! But I heard you lost? Kato's going to laugh at you, huh? Haha!"

Suedang Hou felt helpless. After Yuji Katsumi finished making fun of him, he finally had a chance to speak, "General, why did you come here?"

Keji loosened his grip on her arm. "My dad introduced me to this place."

Mo Tanghou was taken aback. "Chief of the Yuji Doppo Museum?"

"Yes."

Katsumi explained with a smile, "After the tournament at the Tokyo Dome that night, I couldn't sit still. I wanted to find some masters to spar with and test my new understanding of karate, so I told my dad about this idea."

“He has a wide network of connections and seems to be an old friend of the former leader of some kind of ‘gambling gang,’ so he helped me make the connection.”

"I knew it. The world is so big, there must be more than just Tokugawa's family that can organize underground fighting tournaments."

As he spoke, Keji scanned his surroundings with his eyes.

He noticed Maruk, Garo, the two old gentlemen, and Shiraki Cheng, and couldn't help but smile with satisfaction. "Moreover, it seems that there are indeed more experts than just the contestants from that night..."

"..."

……

Akiyama Kaede sized up Guji Katsumi. Up close, his physique was even more imposing!

It's not an exaggerated feeling, but rather a near-perfect muscle group, as if each muscle has been fully trained, combined to form that naturally perfect body of a martial artist!

"..."

Katsumi noticed Akiyama Kaede and recalled that Suedo Atsushi had just been talking to her.

"Oh, beautiful lady, would you like an autograph?"

Katsumi patted Motohiro on the back, "Since he's Motohiro's friend, there's definitely no problem!"

Seeing this, Mo Tanghou was also helpless.

Their general has such a frivolous personality. Although he has toned it down a lot after losing to the boxer that night, he still occasionally indulges in his verbal sparring.

And this is the man who, when he steps into the ring, is undoubtedly the "ultimate weapon of karate"!
"All right!"

Katsumi, hands on his hips, looked at the gambling leader and said, "You're Dad's friend's son, right? I've seen your picture, so who's my opponent?"

"..." The gambling leader tilted his head in a gesture.

Katsumi turned around and looked over Akiyama Kaede, his gaze landing on Shiraki Sho not far away, noticing his injured and bleeding arms.

Is he the guy who defeated Suedang Atsushi?

Their eyes met.

Without a word, Katsumi Kuji could judge the opponent's strength at a single glance.

That man was absolutely capable of participating in the elimination rounds in the Tokyo Dome's underground chamber that night!

It's not just because he can defeat Modo Atsushi, but also because of that unique aura of underground fighters—even if they are injured, they will choose to continue fighting out of their own will!
"..."

The two remained staring at each other, neither uttering a sound.

Gradually, caught between two pairs of gazes, Akiyama Kaede could no longer bear the silence, and a few beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

She moved to the edge of the boat to rest for a while.

But after catching his breath, when he looked up again, Akiyama Kaede suddenly realized that Shiraki Shō and Guji Katsumi's gazes had not left him.

What is this...

Akiyama Kaede was puzzled, and the next moment, both Shiraki Shō and Guji Katsumi spoke at the same time, shouting loudly.

"do not move!"

? !
Akiyama Kaede was confused and her body stiffened instinctively.

At the same time, Shiraki Shō and Guji Katsumi slid forward, aimed at Akiyama Kaede's head, and kicked out a powerful high kick.

Swish—bang!

The two men didn't kick Akiyama Kaede, but instead struck her from behind—two hands that were stealthily reaching out from the pitch-black night.

Just as those two hands were about to grab Akiyama Kaede's neck, Shiraki Sei and Guji Katsumi kicked their elbows, one on the left and one on the right.

With a scream of pain, the attacker was kicked off the edge of the boat and fell into the sea without even showing his face.

Akiyama Kaede looked back and realized that he had almost been taken hostage. His pupils contracted slightly, and he was also surprised by the reaction speed of Shiraki Shō and Guji Katsumi.

Katsumi was puzzled. "That's scary. What's going on?"

Bai Mucheng craned his neck to look, "Are they mercenaries from a smuggling ship?"

Baku speculated, "They probably escaped by jumping into the sea from the smuggling ship, but because there were gamblers on the shore, they could only hide in the seawater for the time being."

"I guess the water was too cold at night, and if they didn't get ashore soon, they would be exhausted and might even die from hypothermia, so they tried to take hostages to escape, right?"

"..."

Looking around, everyone saw that more than a dozen mercenaries had climbed onto the cruise ship from various places, crossed the edge of the ship, and reached the deck.

These mercenaries, soaked to the bone and at their wits' end, decided to make a last-ditch effort to try and take someone hostage in order to escape.

Galo scoffed at this, "Hmph, a bunch of fish that slipped through the net, stray dogs!"

Even so, they were still a dozen or so soldiers armed with sharp weapons, all well-trained and with the mentality of fighting a desperate battle.

The armed men present—including Shiraki Cheng—made preparations to deal with the uninvited guests first.

However, just as everyone was about to make a move, Katsumi Goji suddenly reached out to stop them and stepped to the front.

He recalled.

"You know that 'Alexander Galen', right?"

"In Lien Chan's underground elimination rounds, he participated in the competition without any injuries. Because he did not want to take advantage of others, he chose to have an extra round and killed a 270kg, nearly 15-meter-long man-eating python with his bare hands."

"That victory was absolutely fantastic!"

"And I'm not the kind of person who likes to take advantage of others..."

Katsumi, facing the approaching mercenaries, suddenly turned around, winked at the people behind him, and smiled:
"So now, I'll give it a try too!"

(End of this chapter)