He's gonna stand!
Guevaru's gonna stand!
Can he even stand?
Even after taking that hit?
My poor people.
I do this for them.
My poor people!
Guevaru got up!
He's gonna try again. We can see more!
I believed you'd get up.
"Today is a good day to die."
The US Army coined the phrase.
During the Vietnam War,
they say American soldiers on the front line liked to say it.
Guevaru, you of all people should know
the true meaning behind the words.
Yeah, it's a barefaced lie.
It's not a phrase about dying.
It's about living.
It's about surviving the fierce battle,
fighting bravely and returning to your homeland alive.
Exactly.
The real truth…
Is there's no good day to die,
until you die.
You always have to live for today!
Guevaru.
This is the finale.
Oliva made a fist!
He plans on ending it.
"The wind rises…"
All right.
"…We must try to live."
It's time to settle this!
Biscuit Oliva.
The strongest man in America.
Your value lies in that body of yours.
Within a frame of over 180 cm,
lies more than 150 kg of muscle, unprecedented in human history.
The destructive force born of that body,
is beyond that of my imagination…
Not.
What?
That's…
A tuxedo.
The upright tuxedo fell, as if by command!
The history of barehanded fights, the history of martial arts,
directly correlates with human history.
The continuous cycle of having faith in brawn, and denying it.
Eventually, the loss of strength led to the acquisition of speed.
Muscle, loss of strength, and balance.
Speed, angle, and weak point.
Even in "chi" and breath work there were various technical reforms
and creative innovations.
Thus, modern martial arts.
But, there has been no progress since the historic times of stone axes.
There exists a definite blind spot
I'm all ears.
I will tell you.
It's "support."
Support?
Even Chinese martial arts with its 4,000 years of history,
only sees the supporting ground as a surface.
Boxing,
Sumo…
All of these various martial arts,
don't question how the body pushes against the ground at an angle.
No wonder they're forced to rely on muscle.
Because they don't recognize earth as the greatest support.
They're not even aware of what's a millimeter under the earth.
They merely stand there.
You will experience it now.
The rigidity of the core that exists 6,378,000 meters underground.
Feel it,
feet of mine!
To the deepest depths of the Earth.
The most solid thing located in the center of this planet…
The core of the Earth!
Guevaru.
He wants to congratulate you.
Bosch!
You've bested me. Forgive me.
Something's wrong. This can't be.
And this guy wants to greet you.
What?
Hey.
Why?
I'm called the Earth's strongest or something…
Why is this man here?
But that's not me.
Guevaru, it's you.
Just as I thought.
Well, duh!
Yeah?
Something like this,
is usually…
Is usually…
A dream.
Hey.
Carry Mr. Guevaru.
Courteously and with care.
The fight is over.
We won't hear the singing anymore.
You're so strong.
Yeah.
Your faith in your body was stronger.
Easy for you to say.
Guevaru was strong,
but he didn't have the love.
The love for muscle.
At a much earlier stage than I,
he said goodbye to an irreplaceable love: muscles.
Loss of strength? Technique? Balance? Support?
Guevaru dallied with those other loves.
But she took her revenge.
She's the jealous type, you see.
The body you see right now,
is actually not the real size.
So how is it kept so compact?
Compact?
He's huge.
It's because I'm holding it in.
Holding it in?
But let's say if I were to open the door that holds these muscles.
The size would most likely
tear apart my skin where I stand,
crush all of you,
destroy the building,
breach the outer gate,
and reach even the heavens!
No.
No way. That's impossible.
Baki.
My meals in a day
have never dropped below 10,000 calories.
Even for Olympic-level athletes,
it isn't easy ingesting more than 10,000 calories in a day.
Ten thousand calories.
The Japanese are fond of eating rice balls, yes?
That amount of calories is equal to about 500 rice balls.
But look!
I keep my fat percentage within five percent.
It's a diet already beyond what physical activity can burn off
and still it's five percent.
It's illogical.
But when you say it,
it doesn't sound like a lie.
The space shuttle,
has a fuel tank far larger than its body.
In order to use it all before it enters the upper atmosphere,
it continues to burn, even now.
I suppress what is trying to expand within.
Holding in, sealing in,
pushing in, and binding it.
I continue to confine it. I can't let up, even for even a moment.
I didn't know that.
Who would think,
that we're all alive right now
thanks to you vigilantly keeping yourself compact.
We're all so grateful!
What's amazing about me
is that despite that, I'm still able to get a good night's sleep.
Hey.
Let me down.
Oh!
Oh, sorry, sorry.
Boy,
you want a round with me that much?
This power,
it's as if…
Bring it on!
I'll fight.
I apologize for talking big.
It's a lie that I'm bigger than the building.
I know that!
And actually, I didn't refine these muscles to fight.
This body…
was made to do this for this person.
H-Hey…
Sorry to make you wait, Maria.
Heave, ho!
On a moonlit night
Heave, ho!
Raise the anchor
Heave, ho!
On a stormy night
Heave, ho!
Hoist the sail!
With the stars as the guide
Set course for treasure
Put the rum aside until then!
Heave, ho!
On a moonlit night
Heave, ho!
On a stormy night
Heave, ho!
Hoist the sail!
No witnesses?
It was empty when you woke in the morning?
It's not for me, but for me and Maria?
It's money.
It's his island's currency.
Cap!
When did he do this?
It was out of consideration for you.
If he had wanted to walk right out the front,
he's a man with the ability to easily do so.
You can't exactly pretend you didn't see
an inmate walk out the gate.
If you did, you guys would lose face.
That's why he escaped.
Your sentence will be far lighter
for not noticing rather than ignoring it.
He was being considerate.
Accept it with gratitude.
Now,
what should I do with this?
You can't use it here,
nor in America proper.
I see.
There's only one place in the world you can use it.
It's an invitation.
"Come to the island if you want to use it," huh?
Are you going to go?
Maybe not today.
Where were you, boss?
It doesn't take a month to use the toilet!
Your ax was still in the tree!
Yo, I'm back.
Back?
Oliva.
Oli…
One month ago…
He's apparently the strongest in America.
His arm is 70 cm thick! About this much?
Could you beat him, boss?
Maybe I'll give it try.
Expected nothing less.
Mr. President!
What?
You went to America?
So what was Biscuit Oliva like?
He was strong.
Did you win?
No.
Oh!
This guy had a kid again!
Twins at that!
What, twins?
Wait, didn't you have…
How many is this?
Nine.
You have too many!
Well…
Speaking of which, old lady Sara's pig!
That's right! It's constipated.
Oh, same as last month?
Yeah, what is he feeding it?
Roll call!
Don't dawdle, you slugs!
Hurry up and line up!
Room one, report!
Room one, present!
Room two, present!
Room three, present!
Room four, present!
There's no need to tell you again that you're all human scum!
You have absolutely no freedom.
You're only allowed to breathe!
Curse yourselves for having to wake up at a place like this!
-Excuse me. -Huh?
What is it boy? You need to pee-pee?
Can I step outside?
What?
I want to get some air, just for four to five minutes.
What?
Sorry.
Freeze!
Sorry.
See you when you get back!
Go, boy!
Breathe in plenty of outside air!
And then just leave!
Freeze!
It's an escape!
He's just gonna walk out the front?
Unfortunately, you won't be breathing in outside air.
Go back peacefully, Baki Hanma.
You made quite the effort.
Will you tell me the reason behind your reckless action?
Well, I thought maybe I'll also become…
Unchained.
And what's your conclusion at this point?
I can do it.
I think.
Subtitle translation by: Harry Darkins