Super Fighting Tokyo

Chapter 95 Transcending the Competition
Several huge waterproof tarpaulins are tied to one side of the Espoovaru cruise ship.

One of the cards had been opened recently in preparation for replacing the spare equipment.

That wasn't a deliberate arrangement...

However, due to the carelessness of the man in black, the knot on one side was not tied tightly.

The fighting that broke out nearby caused the deck to shake repeatedly, eventually causing the knots to come undone, and the huge tarpaulin was lifted up by the sea breeze with a "whoosh".

Then——

The two heroes were obscured!

……

Cover completely with a waterproof sheet.

On the relatively stiff composite fabric, two distinct bulges appear, which are precisely where Shiraki Sho and Guji Katsumi are located.

The next moment——

One of the "bulges" suddenly began to stir and undergo visible deformation.

"Stop!"

Hiss!

With a loud shout, five fingers, aligned vertically, pierced through the waterproof fabric, cutting it open along the grain, leaving a large gash.

Yuji jumped out of the opening and landed steadily on the ground covered with a waterproof cloth.

"..."

"Tch, it's cut open!"

Kaiji Ito was shocked. "That waterproof fabric that even scissors can't cut through, he actually cut it open with his bare hands?!"

Atsushi Moto crossed his arms. “It’s the Piercing Hand! It’s the Piercing Hand of Karate—that bladed weapon!”

"..."

"call……"

Katsumi took a deep breath, looked at his right hand, and smelled the blood on his own nose.

"The usual hand-piercing exercises involve shoving your palm hard into a tightly bound bamboo pole, a super painful training session. Dislocations and fractures are common..."

"In comparison, this waterproof fabric is no different from toilet paper."

He looked up at the other "bulge" not far away, but it remained motionless, whether it was unable to be broken through or was maintaining a defensive stance.

"Brother Shiraki, aren't you going to attack? But this is a competition..."

"I really want to... really want to settle things with you, otherwise I'll never be satisfied..."

Yuji Katsumi extended his left leg forward, placed his right hand on his waist with his five fingers together, aimed at the upper middle section of the bulge in the waterproof cloth, and then pushed off with his back foot to rush forward in a straight line.

Swish!
Yuji Katsumi thrust out his hand with such speed that it left an afterimage, as if he was about to pierce through the entire bulge in front of him!

And the instant his five fingers touched the raised fabric—

Suddenly, something beneath the fabric pushed upwards, deflecting Yuji's forearm and evading his stabbing hand.

Hiss!

With the remaining force of his hand, he tore a slit in the raised fabric.

Shiramu Cheng's right arm stretched out from the middle, raised high, and his five fingers were clenched into a fist. Without aiming, he smashed down with all his might.

[Collarbone augmentation]!
Wow!
The enormous range of motion caused the surrounding waterproof fabric to twist and deform, creating a complex sense of layering, and the entire fabric sank into the ground.

Yuji Katsumi steadied himself in a horse stance, pulled his arms back to his waist, and thrust out with both hands with great force!

"Hah!"

The right fist and the double-handed strike crossed each other, causing the already tattered waterproof cloth caught in the middle to be shredded and torn apart as if it had fallen into a blender.

Shiraki Cheng leaped up from the middle, unleashing a series of spinning kicks that swept towards Yuji Katsumi.

【Longlong Whirlwind Kick】!
boom!
Yuji leaned back to dodge, but his upper arm was hit. He lost his balance and simply squatted down, intending to counterattack with a back kick.

At the same time, Shiramu Cheng landed and was about to kick back.

However, an unexpected situation occurred—

Shiraki Shō and Guji Katsumi suddenly slipped, their kicks deviating slightly and failing to hit each other before passing each other.

? !
Their gazes shifted downwards, and they immediately understood what had happened.

It turned out to be fragments of a previously torn waterproof tarpaulin, with water droplets trapped inside, stuck to the tarpaulin on the ground. The combination of these three elements made it slippery underfoot. This wasn't a big problem, of course; one could simply jump a short distance away.

But in the lightning-fast exchange, neither Shiraki Shō nor Guji Katsumi were willing to stop. So they adjusted their postures, adapted to the slippery rhythm, and prepared to strike again.

……

"Shiraki will definitely be the first to adapt!"

Wu Fengshui clenched his fists nervously and said in a low voice, "With all the engines running, he must have the skill to maintain his balance!"

However, Suedo Atsushi, standing to the side, also frowned and said nervously through gritted teeth, "My general—he can step on washi paper and perform martial arts on thin sheets of paper!"

……

The first to adapt—

It's him!

Yuji leaned back, twisted his whole body with an exaggerated range, and used the sliding motion under his feet to execute a spinning kick!

Because it was "rotational leverage" rather than "confrontation," his movements were faster than Shiramu Cheng's!

Swish!
Yuji Katsumi kicked Shiramu Cheng hard in the chest, sending him flying upwards, and then slammed him to the ground with a hook kick.

boom!
Shiraki landed heavily, coughing as he opened his mouth, but his eyes were wide open, fixed on Katsumi Goji's movements.

Yudi Keji raised his leg and knee, intending to step on Bai Mucheng's neck again.

But when the deadly foot blade came down, he missed a step and kicked a hole in the deck with a loud "bang".

Bai Mucheng stood up first, his steps unsteady. He took a half step back, using his knees to rub against the ground to move, and then turned forward, punching out with his fist half-clenched.

[Jamie's Drunken Spin]!
Boom!

The two swift Drunken Fist strikes felt surprisingly heavy, as if they were hitting a cliff face.

"?!"

Bai Mucheng turned his head and saw Yudi Keji standing with his toes slightly bent, his center of gravity lowered, and his shoulders and feet the same width apart.

This is the basic stance in karate – the Sanpō stance!

Originating at sea, its creators often had to fight on unstable decks. After a lot of trial and error and sacrifice, this stance, which combines offense and defense, was finally born!
Speaking of which, Shiraki once gave pointers to a female fighter named Momose Miyo in a women's fighting arena, and she blocked a punch from "Revolution Princess" Hongo Hina with a three-hit stand.

Even a regular first-dan black belt could withstand a punch from Hongo Himeko with the Sansho-shiki stance, demonstrating the excellent balance of this stance.

Now that Yudi Keji has used it, his whole body is as stable as Mount Tai, without the slightest disturbance under his feet, and he can even withstand two punches from Bai Mu.

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeees!"

Yuji Katsumi's eyes flashed with a fierce light. He stretched out his hands, one above the other, and pushed forward, striking Shiramu Cheng's jaw and lower abdomen. He mustered all his strength and sent Shiramu Cheng flying.

In that instant, onlookers heard a muffled sound and even saw a gust of air.

Shiraki Seiji, who was hit, felt as if he had been hit by a truck. He couldn't tell where he was hit for a moment, and felt as if his whole body was about to fall apart.

Pfft!
Bai Mucheng flew several meters backward and fell to the ground.

"You...you really used it!?"

Mo Tang Hou was shocked. "Up and down palm strikes—this kind of incredibly powerful move is absolutely impossible to use against people under normal circumstances!"

"..."

Upon hearing Suedo Atsushi's exclamation, Yuji Katsumi couldn't help but laugh helplessly.

It wasn't that he didn't want to pursue, but after taking two blows from Bai Mucheng's drunken fist, he needed time to catch his breath and calm his trembling body.

As for using killer moves—that goes without saying.

If I only perform at the level of a "competition", I will definitely be the one who gets killed when facing Shiraki Cheng!

This is now a death match that transcends any competition!

"Finally, Brother Yudi, you've reached the white-hot stage too..."

Bai Mucheng stood up tremblingly, maintaining the [Engine] state. Despite being in excruciating pain all over his body, his fighting spirit only intensified.

"The technique of turning limbs into blades is not only found in karate, but also in Muay Thai, boxing, and even military combat techniques."

"Hmm, with all the [engines] running, I think I can do it too."

Bai Mucheng lowered his body, his feet one in front of the other, his eyes looking forward as he stood sideways, clenching his fists and pulling his back back.

This stance originated from battlefield combat techniques and has undergone further modifications.

【Gu Lie, a real boxer】!
(End of this chapter)