02x20 - Their Own Way

[bunniefuu]

Is that so?

You got the point now, huh?

Whoopee.

He's got the point now!

Baki Hanma,

whether you've got the point or not,

whether you're asleep or awake,

it doesn't change
that you represent a giant monster to me!

Well, then.

Guess I'd better get on with this

monster extermination.

I'm calling it a monster extermination

but I ain't gonna be doing
any martial arts

during this battle with my kaiju.

I'm makin' it look like
I'll throw an uppercut.

But the truth is,
what I'm actually throwing is an uppercut!

For a super-top-class
master martial artist like Baki,

I bet this fight is so boring
that it would make him yawn.

Huh?

I'm sorry, Baki.

But ya know...

I hope you understand.

This here little fight of ours, Baki,

And it's not exactly the same

as the ones master martial artists
like you have,

that are all about who wins and loses.

In this battle between you and me,

it only ends when one of us
finally admits to being defeated.

Sometimes you might find yourself

staring at an opponent
you've knocked down.

Later, you might end up the loser.

For people like us, a fight isn't over
until both fighters say it is.

Baki, keep your big mouth shut
and fight m...

Chiharu, thank you.

I'm honored to learn from you.

You know
all that stretching you did earlier?

Yeah, it didn't help you.

Let me show you
the Chiharu Shiba style of fighting.

What? My style?

Yeah, watch.

This is how you fight like Chiharu Shiba.

Very funny.

I'm not a person you should make fun of.

If I were you, this is what I'd do.

Stop playing around,
and just fight like Baki Hanma.

I'd like to do that. Really.

That would be
the easiest style for me to use.

But

that's not ever going to bring
this fight to an end.

No matter how much I beat you.

- Why, you little punk, I'm gonna rip out...
- Even if you died...

No. Even once you're dead,
you'd still fight.

Pretty boy!

- Hmm?
- You punk.

You're f*ck' arrogant enough
to think you can fight like me?!

Yeah, I can.

b*stard...

Chiharu, I can.

You bet I can.

How come?

Well, Chiharu, uh...

I'm a great admirer of yours.

Baki...

You see?

Bet you didn't expect me
to be so good at being you, huh?

The Chiharu way.

Don't stop the blow just as it starts.

And, of course, don't wait
until he's fully stretched out.

At the max point of impact,

land it at the point-zero-zero
target of precision.

That's what it is,
the so-called "Chiharu way."

He had
an ordinary constitution,

but a psyche like steel.

Chiharu's steel started
to develop a large bend within it.

An average black belt
doesn't even compare to you.

Ascending heights
through sheer fighting spirit.

I mean, you certainly can
get yourself all fired up, angry.

As if your mind is lifting up
your body on its own.

And you tell yourself
that the sacrifice was worth it.

In exchange for the damage to my face,

I've taken your right hand
and your left leg.

Chiharu, why don't we stop this?

There's no need
to lose your left hand as well.

Baki.

You said you were gonna show me
the style of Chiharu Shiba.

You're determined to show me
the Chiharu way, ain't that right?

- Sure am.
- Then are you all done showing me yet?

Come on, b*tch, show me.

Huh?

Taking the hits with
one's weakest point is the Chiharu way.

You know what body part of yours
I'm aiming for, don't ya?

Try and stop me!

The both of them
had the other one...

in trouble against the ropes.

Oh, and, Chiharu, don't miss.

This ain't
my first time doin' this.

It isn't about
exposing one's weakness.

In fact, it's the Chiharu Shiba way

to use that weakness as a weapon.

On your face is where
a soft nose, lips, and cheeks all coexist.

It is being attacked
by a hard, tough fist.

Then give them what they want.

Meet the strong point
with your weak point.

On top of it, crush their confidence.

Your injured right arm

is attacked by a kick
trained to be hard as steel.

Then, welcome the attack.

Let them smash into it
until they are satisfied.

Transforming weak points into weapons
is the Chiharu Shiba way.

That Chiharu Shiba way
now had Chiharu Shiba on the ropes.

- You've never done it.
- Huh?

Chiharu Shiba has never once
poked someone's eyes out.

Aiming for vital spots is martial arts.

Therefore, the Chiharu way
is the exact opposite.

It would be impossible
to call your way a martial art.

There's no way you could do that.

Poking your fingers
into the eyeballs,

which are the ultimate vital spots,

Chiharu Shiba has never done that.

So, Chiharu,

better poke good and straight.

Hmm?

Eye-poking takes a lot of skill.

Your opponent moves at will,

while your target is a mere two
or three centimeters in size.

It's as difficult

as simultaneously catching
two flies buzzing through the air.

There's no way you could ever do it.

How about this,

I'll poke my eyes into your two fingers?

All you gotta do
is thrust your arm out straight.

And once they meet,
I'll twist your fingers with my eyeballs.

There's no takin' that back now.

The shame you've caused.

The bragging you've done.

You have no choice
but to back up your words.

Our only path forward now is to do this.

Later on,

Chiharu Shiba talked about it.

He said he never had any intention
of crushing Baki's eyeballs.

That's why he was going to make a fist
just before he struck.

But in reality, it turned out

that there wasn't even
enough time for that.

Ultimate move, unleashed.

Shall we call this move,
the "c*ck Dash"?

Yeah-heh-heh-heh-heh!

Woo-hoo!

So, what will you do?

Since you're still inexperienced,
this will certainly happen to you one day.

When you're struck
and your brain is shaken,

it cannot be stopped with half measures.

If you just wait for it to go away,

then the time it takes to recover
can be five to ten minutes.

Then you're at your opponent's mercy.

So, what will you do?

It goes without saying,

if you cannot wait,
then you go out and meet it head on.

Are you able to understand that, Retsu?

To stop something from shaking,
you must shake with it.

You meet it yourself.

Come on. Open your ears.

Listen carefully to your brain.

Listen closely to how its shaking.

When is it good timing to meet you?

Three...

If you screw this up,
you'll never stand up again.

Five! Six!

- Seven!
- Meet the damage!

- Head on!
- Eight!

Nine!

I welcome you, damage.

He finally made it up, huh? Fine.

That's more than fine. That's perfect.

I won't change my style for anyone.

Isn't this the time in between rounds
when you give me advice?

I only know about boxing.

I can't give advice
about something I've never seen before.

Man, this is pathetic.

I have no idea
what you're trying to do inside that ring.

I have no idea
how you're able to fight, dodge hits,

or how you keep getting back up
after being knocked down like that!

They're all the same.

Huh?

No matter what kind of moves
I use against him,

I'm still only using my own two fists.

That is the Western kung fu
you know so well.

It's called boxing.

It's ridiculous that the second
is getting advice from his boxer.

Please give me your advice!

Huh?

Uh.

Give it your all! Everything you got!

Watch out!

That's enough.

Use everything that I've got.

That is applicable advice.

Follow it. Accept it with gratitude.

Only the laziest ones say

they've already used
everything they've got.

Once more!

In fact, now's the time.

As if it were the first time!

Time to use everything I've got.

That is how...

...how to repay my coach!

At last.

This has finally turned
into a real boxing match.

Joe's down!

Cruiser's been
knocked down to one knee!

Seven! Eight!

I don't believe it!

My own boxer brought
Smoking Joe Cruiser to his knees!

You okay, Joe?

Now that Joe has mustered

enough guts
to get back up from the canvas,

that's when...

Fight!

...boxing goes beyond the realm of sports.

You can't call it a game anymore.

There it is!
He's covering Joe's eyes!

You certainly are sweating a lot.

But why?

If you are such a genius fighter,

then why haven't you been able
to punch me yet?

I'm an old man
who's only using jumping techniques.

Why can't you hit me?

I haven't lost yet!

But you won't be able to win it.

Do you understand yet?

When someone attacks you from up above,
all you can do is defend against them.

He's coming from right overhead!

- He's spinning!
- Be careful now, Joe.

I hope he doesn't hurt you too bad.

Often,
boxing is a fight to the death.

One! Two!

Three!

Four!

Five!

You okay, Joe?

I'm okay.

Fight!

From here on out,
it's a fight to the death.

Whatever spare energy Joe has left
is on the verge of flickering out.

Now's my chance!

That struck home.

And that.

And that!

The end, it's close.

Look it that!

Joe's not finished yet!

Danger!

Into the air!

He hit him in mid-air!

What incredible...

...what incredible perseverance.

Even though his body,

his body has taken serious damage as well.

This is...

This is Smoking Joe...

That's right.
This guy ain't a nobody.

He's Smoking Joe, dammit!

It's Smoking Joe.

I have no choice.

The secret attack I intended to
hold back for a more difficult fight...

No more holding it.

I have to release it!

Forward. Forward

Keep moving forward!

The philtrum.

When struck directly by a fist,
it becomes a pain point

because it is the junction
of many facial nerves.

The philtrum is a vital point,

and impact to it can leave the victim
close to death or even dead.

It paralyzes all four limbs
and ceases all movement.

Nine! Ten!

He did it!

I can't believe
you beat Smoking Joe Cruiser!

A mysterious last round.

Awesome. You're so damn awesome!

You defeated a real heavyweight in there,
an actual top contender!

I saw my dead dad
for the first time in a long time.

We had a nice conversation,
after the match had ended.

It's thanks to you
that I could have a long talk with him.

Smoking Joe,

you're wrong.

You're not the loser.

That move that I used on you,

I need to tell you...

It's the champ!

It's Bolt!

Hey, Champ!

The champ is congratulating Retsu!

This man holding up my arm,

he's the world champion.

Thanks
for what you did, Chiharu.

I did nothing.

I didn't beat Baki,

and worse than that,
I couldn't even fight him back.

I just kept challenging him
over and over again.

We fought each other
a total of four times.

I didn't have one chance in a million
of winning against him.

You couldn't even touch him?

Oh, sure.

But only because he let me
get a handful of punches in.

Especially the third go
I got in some really good ones that time.

Then you did fight back against him.

Naw.

That was, special,

because I either got lucky
or he let me make some solid contact.

I don't care how
you landed those punches.

Really? You mean it?

So, how'd you finally lose?

ICE PACK

Huh?

Is that right? His eyes?

Yeah, his eyes.

I had my two fingers stuck out like this.

Then he rammed into them
with his eyeballs.

Maybe it wasn't his eyes?

No. it was.

Chiharu, do you think you could do
the same thing with your own eyes?

No way in hell.

And why not?

Because my eyes would get crushed,
that's why!

You're afraid of losing your sight?

Well, to be honest with you,

there's no way
I could take my eyes out myself.

So there's something that Chiharu can't do

that Baki Hanma was able to do, huh?

The truth is, and I'm not saying this
'cause I'm sore about losing or anything,

but it seems to me that when he did

that particular special move
with his eyes,

he somehow had the idea
that his eyes wouldn't be crushed.

At least, it seemed that way.

Are you telling me
that your eyes wouldn't be crushed

when poked with a finger?

Hold on!

I mean, imagine.

What if you went
at a totally super-fast speed,

and then you decided
to go ramming your eyes

right into two fingers
that somebody stuck out?

If it was just fingers, then ya know what?

I think that it might just work out.

And what kind of speed
are we talking about?

Hmm.

Like, as fast as a b*llet train, maybe.

As fast as a b*llet train, huh?

Uh oh, I think he believes me.