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Do it!

I'll only say this once, so listen up!

Hold back again and I'll tear you into mincemeat!

"Master"

Your master's first comeback match...

A personal pupil like you must be pretty nervous...

Heh. Me, nervous?

His opponent, Richard Filth, supposedly has 2000 wins and 0 losses...

T-two thousand...?!

He's been a bouncer at a Chicago night club for over 10 years

and has had near-nightly fights with violent patrons over 2000 times...

The toughest guy on Earth...

That's what they call him there, and for good reason.

He's never once dodged an opponent's attack.

That apparently includes active, ranked heavyweight boxers...

So what?

You sayin' he won't dodge those God Fists either?

W-what the hell's he wearing?!

Unexpectedly, or perhaps just as expected,

Unexpectedly, or perhaps just as expected, Bouncer Richard Filth

Richard Filth makes his entrance in a tuxedo! Bouncer Richard Filth

Almost as if to say, "This is MY uniform!" Bouncer Richard Filth

His appearance even has an air of elegance to it! Bouncer Richard Filth

His appearance even has an air of elegance to it!

Preening bastard!

Step aside, if you would.

Director...!

W-what's this?! Orochi is wearing a suit!

W-what's this?! Orochi is wearing a suit! Shinshinkai Karate Orochi Doppo

What on earth could this mean?! Shinshinkai Karate Orochi Doppo

Doppo...?

Both fighters have appeared in formal attire, almost as if prearranged!

That's Dad for ya.

Baki...

That ain't Orochi Doppo, Shinshinkai representative...

It's Orochi Doppo, 10th dan, founder of Orochi-Style Karate!

Aside from the use of weapons, everything goes!

Stand back, boy.

It's already begun...

What?!

H-he's down!

Before the match could even begin, Richard Filth sank Orochi Doppo!

Why did he take that telephone punch...?

D- Doppo...

Courteous bastard...

Begin!

This is beyond a joke.

Wouldn't you agree, Katsumi-san?

Wonderful...!

Now this is how a real brawl should be!

Filth-kun... It's my turn next!

Cut the act and bring it on!

Not even that front kick can send him down?!

Here it comes!

W-what...?!

I sure felt that...!

Neither yield! Neither yield a single step!

This truly is a battle of wills!

You know, Filth...

...I just love westerns!

Especially those flashy John Wayne fistfights...!

Cut the crap!

This ain't no movie!

No way! His elbow had no effect on him?!

A direct hit...!

That form...!

It's the Sanchin!

The Sanchin...

A defensive form passed down from the antiquity of karate.

Once perfected, it allows one to endure all manners of attacks...

Sorry...

My body took so many of your punches

that it instinctively used the Sanchin technique...

But now playtime...

...is over!

Match over!

Awesome...!

Yeah...!

Orochi-Style Karate is unbeatable!

What crap...

That was cool, Dad...!

Looks like I can't let my guard down in my next match...

Talk about insincere...

I'd always wanted to fight a guy like this at least once...

In a brawl like this...

The God of War, Orochi Doppo, wins with ease!

Is there nowhere I can put these away?

By withstanding the attacks of the undefeated bouncer Richard Filth,

Orochi Doppo came out on top with an easy victory indeed!

--The God of War's honor-- --Oh, it's over already?

Guess I'll just have to keep them on.

Excellent fight!

I'm honored to have seen the God of War in action!

You're embarrassin' me...

You needn't tag along.

Save the celebration for when I win the title!

Yes, sir!

That's better. It's a pain how you have to go more as you grow older.

Aren't you Baki-san?

You fight very well! Spectacular, even!

Could I possibly shake your hand?

Uh, OK...

Never fear! I washed my hands!

That took its toll...

Can't let the young folk... see the God of War... Iike this...

You came, Natsue...!

You must be exhausted...

I just let him knock me around for fun...!

Well? Was I cool, or what?

I'm alright. Stop, it's not that much blood...!

That tickles...!

What's wrong...?

You're always a Superman... I know that...

I knew that, but...

Shocked to see me getting beat up with your own eyes?

Those punches were like mere farts to me!

Just you watch.

I'll make that gold belt a necklace for you...!

How inconvenient...

I was planning to give her that as a present too...

Sorry for making you be my second, Baki-san...

But you're not very kind.

Roger Harlon is a top-class, large-size fighter,

even in this tournament.

Is that so? Well, whatever happens, happens.

Round 1, Match 15, D Block Fight #3 will now take place!

In the Seiryu corner...

In the Seiryu corner... Amateur Wrestling Roger Harlon

196 cm, 139 kg Olympic amateur wrestler, Roger Harlon! Amateur Wrestling Roger Harlon

In the Byakko corner... Shibukawa-Style Jujutsu Shibukawa Goki

155 cm, 47 kg, Shibukawa-Style Jujutsu, Shibukawa Goki! Shibukawa-Style Jujutsu Shibukawa Goki

Just look at this difference in size!

It's like adult and child... no, maybe even greater!

Is this kind of match-up even ethical?!

Listen, you two. Pay close attention to that Shibukawa fellow.

That old man?

Regardless of the outcome, it would do no harm to observe him...

"Master!"

We Japanese very deeply and tirelessly covet that word!

But have we ever seen such masters fight before?!

Society is so fascinated with masters

that we hardly ever put them into actual combat situations!

Martial arts fans should speak up and tell it like it is!

Masters are sheltered!

The bastard touched on the most taboo of the taboo...

Fighters, to your positions!

Mister Shibukawa.

I will crush you with my full strength.

I believe doing so shows respect to your opponent.

I'm glad to hear it. Thank you for consulting me.

And then I will prove that the Olympic warriors are the strongest

in both ancient and modern times.

Don't take it personally, Shibukawa.

Will Shibukawa Goki prove that masters are as skilled as people say?!

Or will Olympic warrior Roger Harlon crush that dream into dust?!

Those muscles aren't for show.

Could those two be even more unequal than they look...?

Baki-san.

Could you hold onto these for me?

They're high-quality glasses made from top-notch tortoiseshell.

I would hate to risk the slight chance of getting them scratched...

Uhh, sure...

You sure talk big, at a time like this...

Begin!

What?!

What's going on?!

I doubt you will ever understand...

No way...!

Things must look pretty murky after hits like those...

Am I gonna lose to this old man...?!

It's time to bring the curtain down.

T-t-the master is TOO strong!

Who IS this guy...?

High-five...!

Now, now, don't be so solemn.

I could very well be fighting you in the near future.

As well as that monster over there.

Yeah.

Here.

See you later.

A master, huh...

I wish to forfeit the match.

Until today, my eating, sleeping, crying, laughing, and everything else

was all for the sole purpose of defeating people.

But I can't turn such fists on my own brother...

When an infant plays with its father,

it does not consider the father's wellbeing.

It will strike, hit, and kick with all its might.

You're saying our current difference is like that of infant and father...?!

You've never won a single fight against me.

Think about what that means, Kosho.

What a twist of fate this is!

Brothers of shared blood must now fight in a blood feud!

Athlete Shinogi Kureha Brothers of shared blood must now fight in a blood feud!

Shinogi-Style Karate Shinogi Kosho Brothers of shared blood must now fight in a blood feud!

Twist of fate, my ass!

He's one sick bastard, that Tokugawa geezer!

Begin!

Yes... I finally realize now that I'm here...

All the training I've ever done...

...it was all to surpass you, Brother!

My brother would never go down so easily...

He would never take my attacks so gracelessly...!

What...?!

Fighting against you was the correct choice after all...

This fight is neither dramatic nor anything else.

I merely persuaded Mr. Tokugawa into making it happen.

That can't be...!

Why?!

Because no matter how this tournament plays out,

your pathetic karate has no chance of winning the title.

Until today, I've hurt you quite a lot, and I've even made you cry...

It's for that very reason that I absolutely cannot stand the idea

of anyone else besides myself hurting you.

Talk about being blunt...!

Only I am allowed to hurt you...

It's always--

It's always been like that! I--

I always stood in your shadow...!

You were always in front...!

But...

...that also ends now...

The Cord-Cut...!

...Bro!

Bro?

Since when are you allowed to call me that, Kosho?

A wall.

The brother.

The father.

The enemy.

And one's own self.

When a man confronts that colossal wall, his true worth is questioned.

Glance away and it's defeat!

Next Episode- "The One to Surpass"