Super Fighting Tokyo

Chapter 87 The Ultimate Weapon of Karate

Arms smuggling is a business where you can lose your life at any time.

In other words, none of those dozen or so mercenaries were exhausted deserters; they were desperate criminals forced into a do-or-die situation!
Facing such a group of people, you actually want to fight them bare-handed?!

Kaiji Ito couldn't understand it.

He looked blankly at the group of incredibly powerful monsters around him, and seeing that they were unmoved, Kaiji couldn't help but panic.

"Hey, why are you just standing there? It's dangerous, those guys might have guns!"

"..."

No one responded to these words; instead, they watched the scene quietly, not wanting to miss a single detail.

"No matter how many times I watch it, I still feel that the pure power without any lies is truly amazing."

Baku couldn't help but sigh, and couldn't hide his surprise, "But does that karate master really intend to go in bare-handed?"

His companion, the Nightwalker Queen Gu Yi, as one of the "forces," offered her opinion.

"Indeed, there is a consensus among fighters—there is a high wall between unarmed and armed combat."

Nightwalker changed the subject, smiling knowingly, "But this 'consensus' actually has a second half."

The tapir paused slightly, "What is it?"

Shiraki added from the side, "If one's skills are superb, one can leap over 'high walls' that need to be crossed, destroy them, or even go around them or dig tunnels..."

tapir:"……?"

The infamous "Lie Eater" is, after all, not a fighting expert, and would find it difficult to react to such a description.

He paused for a few seconds, then suddenly chuckled, "Xiao Cheng and Mr. Ye Xing, your analogies are too cunning, aren't they?"

Seeing the Baku in such a predicament was a rare sight, and Shiraki and Yagyou exchanged a knowing smile.

……

……

During the conversation, the dozen or so mercenaries had already adjusted their posture and gradually gathered together.

Yuji Katsumi continued walking forward, reaching the first three mercenaries.

"Fuck..."

One of the mercenaries, with a grim expression, held a military dagger and tried to threaten Katsumi to get out of the way.

But to everyone's surprise, Katsumi simply extended his right hand slowly.

The movement was too slow; it wasn't a punch at all, but rather like patting an old friend on the shoulder, and there was no indication that there was any need to dodge.

Suddenly, Katsumi quickened his pace, sticking his fingers into the mercenary's mouth, his thumb and forefinger together, pinching the mercenary's front teeth.

"……Alas?!"

Before the mercenary could react, Katsumi suddenly exerted force and pulled the two front teeth out by the roots!
In an instant, the excruciating pain of a tearing nerve surged into his brain, and the mercenary's face contorted in agony.

"Hey, why are you telling me to get lost? Wouldn't it be better to take me hostage?"

Katsumi opened his arms as if to welcome the group of mercenaries before him.

"I am a fighter of the Gambler's Sect. If you take me hostage, the Gambler's Sect will be in a lot of trouble. Aren't you tempted?"

Before he finished speaking, the mercenaries on both sides reached out, and several more mercenaries rushed forward from the front, trying to subdue Katsumi.

But Katsumi didn't stop at all and continued to move forward.

Swish!
Five or six mercenaries exerted their strength at the same time, but they still couldn't stop the foolish Katsumi. They were either pushed or dragged forward, forced to move forward with him.

"You guy..."

Enraged, one of the mercenaries behind him pulled out a dagger and stabbed at Keiji.

Suddenly, Keji turned around and delivered a low kick that struck the man's thigh, breaking the thigh bone. The broken bone pierced the skin, exposing the red and white fracture.

"Wow!"

The mercenaries' screams sent chills down the spines of Ito Kaiji and Kaji Takaomi.

At the same time, another mercenary approached and slashed at Katsumi's neck with a dagger.

Ke Si raised his hand first, slapped the opponent's wrist joint, knocking the dagger away, then grabbed the opponent's right shoulder with one hand and the opponent's groin with the other.

He used both arms to lift the burly mercenary upwards, sending him flying and throwing him directly into the sea.

"call……"

Katsumi took a deep breath, still feeling unsatisfied, and shouted at the remaining mercenaries.

Come on!!!

……

……

Mo Tanghou, who was watching from the sidelines, looked at the figure in the middle of the battle and introduced him to Bai Mucheng and the others.

"Height 185cm, weight 115kg, very low body fat;"

"With the stamina, I can run 100 meters in under ten seconds."

"His bench press capacity reaches 300kg, and his physical fitness surpasses that of modern Olympic athletes!"

"The man who perfectly fits all these criteria is him—Katsumi Kuji!" "And then..."

Mo Tanghou said in a deep voice, "His karate skills are even more unparalleled!"

……

……

No wonder he's a veteran mercenary.

After a brief moment of surprise, they realized the troublesome situation of their foolish charge, so they abandoned their reckless rush and instead created some distance between themselves and took out their weapons.

But since they had escaped, they didn't have any special equipment, only common military gear.

A dagger, a shovel, a bayonet, and a pistol...

The last person had nothing, so he could only pick up a glass wine bottle from the ground.

However, when the mercenaries looked closely, they found that Katsumi was nowhere to be seen.

"Where did they go?!"

The mercenaries exchanged bewildered glances, when suddenly one of them exclaimed, pointing at his companion beside him, "Hey, you...you behind you!"

His companion turned around and everything went black as he crashed into Katsumi's chest.

It turned out that while the mercenaries were regrouping, Katsumi had already taken the lead and, under the cover of night, rushed into the mercenary ranks.

Just as the gun-wielding mercenary was about to take aim, Katsumi grabbed him by the collar and threw him violently at another man. Katsumi also kicked the pistol away, sending it flying into the sea.

Another person attacked with a knife, and Keji turned and kicked him.

"Stop!"

The man's chin was kicked, making a sound of his jawbone breaking, which could still be clearly heard in the sea breeze.

"..."

Upon seeing this, the disheveled mercenary who was about to launch a sneak attack—holding a wine bottle—suddenly froze on the spot, trembling with fear, unable to move at all.

"Haha, you don't seem like a very smart guy..."

Katsumi didn't care at all, took the bottle from his hand, and gently placed it on the other person's head.

"Don't move!"

Before he finished speaking, Keji suddenly swung his hand and chopped the glass bottle above the man's head in two horizontally. The cut was perfectly clean, as if it had been sliced ​​by a water jet, separating it into two complete parts.

The icy liquor poured down his head, leaving the disheveled mercenary paralyzed with fear.

Yuji Katsumi delivered another powerful kick, sending him flying into the sea.

……

"It's a bottle cutter!"

Modoku shouted in a low voice, "Only by training karate to its ultimate level, until your limbs become like blades, can you unleash this ultimate technique!"

"The previous curator, Guji Dopo, only mastered the skill of slicing bottles at the age of thirty, while Guji Katsumi accomplished it at the age of twenty!"

"..."

Akiyama Kaede stared blankly at the scene before him—a scene that resembled something out of a movie.

Breaking a glass bottle is something even an ordinary person can do if they muster the courage, but to "cut" it open with bare hands is an unbelievable feat!

In Akiyama Kaede's memory, among the active fighters, almost no one could do something so incredible!
Imagine how terrifying it would be if that sharp hand knife were to strike a person's neck!
"..."

Clearly, a mercenary wielding a shovel had also considered this.

He fled with a purpose, heading straight for Akiyama Kaede, intending to take the only woman in the crowd hostage.

But just a few steps closer, suddenly—

Ode!
[Unleashing Fighting Spirit: The Supreme Fist!]
Bai Mucheng charged forward, combining a sprint with a powerful backbend, slamming his back into the mercenary and sending him flying.

boom!
The mercenary was sent flying backwards and crashed into Katsumi's arms.

"Oh, thanks!"

Katsumi called out, then slammed the mercenary to the ground while slowly raising his right fist.

Seeing the situation was bad, the mercenary hurriedly used the iron shovel in his hand to protect his head, which made Katsumi Uchiha laugh.

"Listen up, buddy."

Katsumi smiled faintly, "My lower attack can shatter three cement bricks to pieces. What do you think a mere iron shovel can stop?"

Before the mercenary could say anything, Katsumi's punch had already landed.

boom!
After a dull thud, Katsumi slowly raised his fist, pressing the entire shovel firmly against the mercenary's face. Blood was squeezed out from his face, and the fist mark on the iron shovel was clearly visible!

"..."

Modo Takeru took a deep breath and reminded Shiraki Sei beside him again.

"Bai Mu, watch carefully..."

"That is the ultimate weapon of modern karate—Katsumi Guji!"

(End of this chapter)