[theme music playing]
[man singing rock song in Japanese]
[music ends]
[narrator] A half second before the realization of the "now."
It's a divine state of mind
that even the person doing it isn't aware of.
To grasp that "thing."
There is not a single person
who doesn't give off this "signal" half a second before.
Both, their hands in their pockets, are constantly observing.
Watching for the "now" that will come at any second.
It is just like the sword, sitting inside the sheath,
waiting for the moment it's drawn.
That moment could come at any time.
It could be now.
Or now.
Or even now.
Oh. That's right.
Huh?
Uh, what?
[Yujiro snickers]
Two blood relatives, a father and his son,
guessing at each other's goals.
It's not quite right.
Uh...
Huh? What's he doing?
That's enough.
Huh?
There's no need to wait the half-second before one of us... makes up his mind.
[Baki] Huh? Why is he doing this?
Want me to tell you why?
[Baki] Uh, please do.
Nothing will ever feel as rushed
as that half-second before a decision's made.
Five seconds.
Uh...
I'll give a countdown of the five seconds myself,
before letting loose with my attack against you.
What?
You're not really gonna count down, are you? Are you?!
I'll bend each one of my fingers,
and once all of my fingers are bent and my hand transforms into a fist...
I'll let loose.
[crowd gasping]
They were supposed to just guess each other's trigger moment,
but he's turned it into a completely different game.
[Yujiro] The physical preparation.
The mental preparation.
Prepare yourself fully.
Now, hold on right there!
I haven't agreed to anything!
[Yujiro] Five.
[gasps]
Four.
[Baki] What kind of game is this?!
[Yujiro] Three.
[all gasping]
[Yujiro] Two.
One! [grunts]
[Baki] Now!
[narrator] The fastest "first draw" is faster than a fraction of a second.
Ultimately, the choice the young man's body made
to be the fastest was not to pull his hands out of his pockets,
but to leave his hands at the same height
and lower his body in order to draw out his hands.
It is similar to the body movement technique,
where the hilt is touching the floor,
and the sword is drawn by twisting sideways
and stepping back.
The logics of the art of drawing a sword.
[smug growling]
[blows]
[narrator] It was the greatest present given to him that evening
from his son, Baki.
The upper jaw
and lower jaw...
[Yujiro grunts]
...this secret technique imitates crushing tiger jaws.
[gasps]
It's called Tiger King!
- A magnificent achievement! -[Baki groaning]
[Oliva sighs]
How can you let yourself get beaten by such a classic fighting move like that?
You must be getting senile, Ogre.
[chuckles] But one thing's for certain.
You're a strong kid.
Incredibly strong, Baki.
[narrator] Beneath his knee,
he could clearly feel his father's neck.
He could clearly feel his father's arm,
robbed of its freedom.
[Baki] Well, looks like I got the upper hand,
literally and figuratively!
Huh?
[narrator] A feeling of achievement that was larger than him.
And an excitement that was as large as life.
He felt the impact of both!
Ugh.
Dumb Ogre, you were cocky to the point of being careless.
Baki's a monster with your powerful DNA.
Big mistake underestimating him.
You're as dumb as they come.
Well, well, well, Dad. What are you thinking now?
[strained groaning]
[as Yujiro] I always wondered what you'd do in this situation,
and this is exactly the kind of trick I would expect you to pull.
[as himself] That's what you wanna say, right, Dad?
Come on, speak up.
Don't pull this shit on me, Dad!
I know there's no way you're letting this end!
I'm not gonna let you fuckin' do this,
so get your shit together!
That's what the Yujiro Hanma that I know would try to do, goddammit!
[snarling]
[Doppo] Baki, don't you push your luck.
Your old man's not that weak, you know.
Huh?
“O..."
"Okay..."
[ominous music playing]
Now he's lifting
his right arm, and
lifting his arm up...
What's that supposed to mean?
Is he feeling confident?
He has to have some reason for doing it.
Is he agitated or confused?
I can't predict what he's gonna do.
I have him completely dominated.
What the hell does he think he's gonna do by lifting his right arm?
[booming thud]
[Doppo] Uh-oh.
[growling]
- [man 1] Watch out! The ground's cracking! - [man 2] Whoa! Look!
[gasps]
[man 3] He punched into the street!
Right through the pavement!
With his arm!
[Yujiro grunts]
[Baki groans]
[Baki grunts]
[crowd gasping, muttering]
[man 4] He's not human!
[man 5] Holy shit! He's so damn strong!
[chuckles] Nice one, punching through the asphalt.
That's one hell of an idea.
[Doppo] If it hadn't been Yujiro Hanma, it'd be impossible.
[Oliva] That's for sure.
That's absolutely for sure.
For Ogre,
his idea of the ground and asphalt isn't the same as everyone else.
If you fight on top of gelatin,
pinning your opponent to the ground isn't pinning at all.
[Baki groans]
I'm sorry, Dad.
That trick?
Really was the kind of trick I'd pull myself.
But clearly you can see,
this fight,
I'm gonna win even if it means pissing my own pants.
You sure, boss? Think about it...
It's been a while since it started. Know what I mean?
Since what started?
I mean,
on the news and stuff they seem to be making a pretty big deal about it.
You wanna watch some family's father and son fight?
Well, uh...
I...
I do wanna watch!
[Hanayama] Me too.
[Baki] Well, what do ya think, everybody?
My dad's pretty awesome, huh?
He's so strong that even I, Baki Hanma, pissed my pants.
[Yujiro] You did good up to Tiger King.
But you cry so easily. And wet yourself even easier.
[Baki] Yeah, that's right. That's exactly right.
I cry. Wet myself.
I deceive. And I play tricks.
You only realized that now?
I'll get the victory,
by whatever means necessary.
Even if I gotta cry.
Or piss myself.
Whether I've gotta deceive you.
Whether I've gotta trick you.
[Yujiro grunts]
- [gasping] - What was that?!
[man 1] Some kind of a roll kick!
He countered it with the same thing!
[man 2] Whoa!
- He landed! - [man 3] He wasn't hit?!
Damn good move, Dad.
Huh?
Real nice. That's good enough.
[Baki] Wha--
What is that face? Is he proud?
I... I never knew he could look like that!
[Yujiro chuckles]
The genes that are dormant inside of you,
they're not gonna be awakened by half-assed attempts.
So I'm prepared to slap them into waking up.
Huh?
The Hanma blood... DNA...
[Doppo] It won't be long now.
[intrigued growling]
[Oliva] He's gonna end it.
[Yujiro] My son, Baki.
My life has been filled with so much boredom until now.
- Whoa! - Look at his back!
- It's a demon! - The face of an Oni!
[Yujiro] The person to give me my first thrill in life
could naturally only be my own son.
He... he made his back weep.
Is he really... gonna do that?
Huh? Do what?
He's crazy!
Live well.
Huh?
[Yujiro] Thank you for a wonderful evening.
Huh?
Do as you're told! Make your father happy!
[whimpers]
[Yujiro yells loudly]
[crowd screaming]
[eerie dramatic music playing]
[Yujiro growling]
Hmm.
[music ends]
[suspenseful music playing]
Whoa, can you believe this?
Who'd have thought an ancient chamber of this size still existed?
Professor Chris,
what is this?
[Chris] Hmm.
Well, at first look, ` it looks rather ominous.
It looks like a drawing of some kind of demon.
What bothers me most is,
why is the drawing on the back?
From an anatomical perspective, it's very exact.
The arms,
shoulders,
and from the waist to the feet.
But why on earth is only the back like a demon's face?
What do you think, Professor?
Is this a kind of religious image?
[Chris] This one is the same thing.
They're weapons.
Tips of various sizes.
They're weapons pointed at him.
Considering the variety and number of them,
they represent an army.
And a vast one at that.
This is so amazing.
A display of incredible fighting power.
Mm-hmm. That's a heck of a lot of weapons on him.
That's not exactly what this means.
It's saying that this devil had such great fighting power
that this much weaponry had to be readied to face it all at once.
[worker] That's for sure.
- [Yujiro grunting loudly] - [dramatic music]
[yelping]
[yelling]
Oh no! My car's been totally destroyed!
[Doppo] You're gonna kill your son.
[Mitsunari whimpers]
[glass clinking]
[Yujiro grunts loudly]
[narrator] The utter destructive power
to strike a human
and also completely crush a large van in the same punch.
It was a little late,
but Baki realized something.
“Yes, what I am fighting is ultra-violence,
that frightens entire nations.”
"Even if I gave it everything I've got,
there's no way I could defeat it."
[Baki] Aah.
There it is.
I know this feeling.
This sweet numbness.
These endorphins.
[chuckles] It kind of itches.
Must be showing up on my back,
that tiny Oni demon...
That's right.
I did everything.
I gave it everything I had.
I squeezed out every last bit of energy.
I've had it.
I... think that's enough.
Huh?
You don't wanna continue?
[Baki sighs]
I'm really proud
that I have a dad as strong as you are.
Hmm.
[growls softly]
[confused grunt]
The question is, continue or let it go?
[confused grunting]
[Baki] I know full well my tricks don't work on you.
But to hear you ask if I wanna continue,
well, Dad, that's just so...
[Yujiro grunts softly]
Dad?
[Baki] I mean, for me, that's just... Huh?
Who's that?
[dramatic music playing]
Dad?
Yuichiro Hanma?
Are you lost or something?
- Huh? - [woman] What is it?
-"Yuichiro Hanma?" - Who's that?
Are... are you my grandpa?!
[Yuichiro chuckles]
You haven't changed.
H... his shoulders are so broad.
[growls softly]
I'm surprised and saddened
to find my child struggling against one of his own.
[growls]
Baki, my boy.
Uh... yes, sir?
You know you can beat him. If you want.
[gasps]
Baki can see him?
Huh? What do you mean? Uh, Baki can see who?
He is able to see Yuichiro Hanma.
The man who defeated America before Yujiro.
Huh? Both of them defeated America?
I'm sorry... I don't quite understand what you're talking about.
He's Yuichiro Hanma.
Yujiro Hanma's... biological father.
It was the battle of Okinawa during World War Two.
I'll never forget the date. April 1st, 1945.
That's when the U.S. army started its invasion of Okinawa.
The six months of hell that followed was called the Battle of Okinawa.
Six bloody months until the signing of the surrender
on September 7th in Kadena.
But the full truth isn't really known.
Twelve kilometers off the northeastern shore
of the main island of Okinawa,
there's a puny solitary island,
less than a kilometer in circumference.
So small that it's not on any map.
Into that small afterthought of an island,
more than 1,000 tons of explosives were launched in total against it.
Over 1,000 tons?!
That many explosives were used against Japan's army?
It wasn't used against the Japanese Army.
And it wasn't used against the locals.
It was used against one single man,
Yuichiro Hanma.
Bombardment from naval guns on the ocean.
Aerial bombing from the sky above.
After so much bombing that even the island's shape was changed.
the Americans landed.
The mission given to the soldiers was simply to find the giant fighter's corpse.
Only briefly did it feel like a Sunday picnic.
But then, standing behind them,
there was the Japanese man they were meant to bring back as a corpse.
Dangling from his right hand
was the soldier who had been pulling up the rear,
with his neck hanging at a funny angle.
Not so funny for him though.
[man growling]
[Mitsunari] The commander of this operation,
Major General James, said this...
Even fighting against that battleship Yamato,
we only suffered 12 casualties,
before it was sunk!
How the hell can we be disgraced like that by a single monkey?!
[Mitsunari] The young officers didn't dare say
what they wanted to tell their commander.
"Sorry, General, but that man's not like any damn monkey I've ever seen."
This is not an issue of efficiency.
This is, an issue of our damned dignity!
The dignity of the Marine Corps!
[Mitsunari] Because the Japanese man proved so unbeatable,
General James asked
Supreme Commander, General Douglas MacArthur,
for permission to use the unthinkable.
An atom bomb.
That's wrong! Ridiculous!
Thirty-eight days earlier, Hirohito called over the radio.
He said that Japan was surrendering and the war was finally coming to an end.
They'd never let James drop his bomb.
Then that night, after the order had been given to cease the operation,
that's when it all happened.
After hearing the sound of a loud impact, what the marines on deck saw
was the corpse of Major General James,
his body thrust deep into the deck of the very ship he commanded.
There was only one marine on deck that night.
It was his misfortune to be the only witness to the event.
While relaxing on the deck with a cigarette,
he was shocked by a massive crash.
When the soldier turned around,
he was able to see something very clearly.
It was the face of a demon
who was just about to calmly walk away.
It was the face of a fiercely brutal Oni!
It was a sudden and grisly end to the operation's commander.
Amazing, considering the great deck of the battleship Iowa
was 233 millimeters thick.
Apparently, the crew members were deeply frightened
at what they saw.
What kind of power was used to throw the General down like that?!
Had it been some kind of new technique or weapon?
No, it was an Oni!
A monster they had never heard of before.
And he hadn't left.
While the 2,000 crewmen had assembled on deck
to witness the awful fate of their General,
the Oni had been hiding himself, lying in wait.
Then on the deck of that battleship, Yuichiro used a very mysterious technique.
Mind you, I personally didn't see it. But still,
the fact remains that every single one of the men aboard that ship
plunged themselves into the ocean, hoping to escape him.
Clearly, they realized how dreadful that Oni truly was.
Within only a few minutes,
every crew member of the great battleship Iowa,
the pride of the USA, abandoned ship.
Is it really any wonder, then,
that they say he was the first one to defeat America?
But... what technique did he actually use?
The special technique, the one that he had used,
it is called "Dress."
Damn, he disappeared.
[Baki whimpers]
Seeing that face once again made me remember something I'd forgotten.
[dramatic music sting]
Dad's best technique, called "Dress."
[breathes shakily]
[theme music playing]
[music ends]