Super Fighting Tokyo

Chapter 184 Movement and Stillness

Asahi Akio straightened his baseball cap, savoring the feeling of regaining what he had lost, and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

That swift uppercut was a feeling of impending death that no matter how strong the enemy, no one could give Asahi Akio!

"Hmm... Haha!"

With a somber expression, Ma Renzhao reached out and shook hands tightly with the boxer. "...Thank you for not ruining my career. I lost."

The boxer nodded and hummed in agreement, not disliking Asahi Akio's frankness.

"By the way..."

Asahi turned his head and looked at the mess around him, with sandbag fillers scattered everywhere.

"It's unreasonable to be able to smash a heavy sandbag with just a bare right straight punch."

He looked at the boxer, suddenly puzzled, "What you just used, was it boxing?"

"It's boxing, but in my opinion, there's no difference between boxing and boxing techniques."

The boxer said in a deep voice, "As long as it uses the fist, then boxing is still boxing!! And it's an incomplete kind."

"...Well, although I really want to refute it, I just can't bring myself to say it."

Akio Asahi thought for a moment, then asked, "If any other boxer wants revenge against you, what should they call you?"

"strong."

The boxer responded seriously, "Retsu Kaioh."

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……

Those nearby witnessed the two punches thrown by Retsu Kaioh.

King Rama XIII of Thailand applauded this.

"Great job, sir!"

He turned to Tokugawa and asked, "Is this the warrior from the underground arena?"

"good."

Tokugawa smiled and fanned himself with his fan. "There are countless masters of martial arts in this world, but only a very few of the top experts can earn the title of 'Sea King'."

"The King of the Sea—that's a rare martial arts prodigy!"

"..."

Lalma was good at judging people, so after glancing at Retsu Kaioh a few times, she smiled and gave her assessment.

"Hehe, he truly lives up to his name, fierce and intense, yet never straying from the righteous path. He is a truly upright and powerful individual."

……

……

As the two were talking, the guards of the Tokugawa family came forward to help pick up the stuffing scattered all over the ground.

Retsukai thanked the guards and turned back to the group.

Along the way, he noticed a broken boxing machine not far away. The connecting rod of the hand target was completely crooked and twisted, obviously deformed by external force.

who did it?

It's him?

Lie Haiwang fixed his gaze on Bai Mucheng and received a hand gesture in response. The other party's friendly and approachable attitude surprised him.

Meanwhile, on the other side——

On the ring, the battle between Rihito and the active boxer has already been decided.

Both fighters fought for the full three minutes. Rito was clearly more seriously injured, with a lot of blood flowing from his nose, but his remaining stamina was significantly better than that of active boxers.

If the fight continues, the "stronger" Ryūjin will inevitably win.

Retsu Kaioh could naturally see that if Rito unlocked more "techniques," he might win more easily.

"..."

It doesn't matter.

King Liehai thought to himself.

As the saying goes, "Haste makes waste," and for fighters, this boxing exhibition has not yet "truly" opened.

So, Lie Haiwang bid farewell to several acquaintances and went to the mirror on the sidelines to do static "standing meditation" training.

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……

Arisa is quite perceptive, commenting on Retsu Kaioh: "He's a very serious person!"

She turned her head and found that her older brother had already gone to a company's booth and was inquiring about the procurement of some professional equipment.

After all, it is a professional exhibition, and the participating companies are all quite powerful, with a wide variety of equipment and high quality.

However, as they talked, the company's salesperson noticed that Bai Mucheng often seemed to drift off into his own thoughts, as if he were pondering something important.

"Excuse me……"

The salesperson adjusted his glasses. "Is there a problem? I can help you think of it."

Shiraki stroked his chin, the words of Retsukai still echoing in his mind—

There is no difference between boxing and boxing techniques. As long as it uses the fist, boxing is also a type of boxing technique!

So, ultimately, how are the types of "fighting skills" defined? Is it based on the rules of the competition? Or on deeper, more fundamental abilities?

Karate, wrestling, boxing, even Muay Thai... "..."

Shiramu Cheng looked at the salesperson and asked, "Do you like martial arts?"

The salesperson scratched his head. "After all, I work in this industry, so I really like it."

Shiraki asked again, "Do you prefer watching both sides compete, or do you prefer a particular fighting style?"

This question stumped the salesperson.

He hesitated for a long time, and was about to answer when he looked up but Bai Mucheng was nowhere to be seen.

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The boxing exhibition is still ongoing.

The skilled fighters scattered in different places, while more and more ordinary people gathered, and the heated atmosphere gradually intensified.

Now, today's "main event" is here.

"Everyone, this way!"

On the main stage, a long-haired woman in sportswear appeared. She was Nana Uehara, the owner of Glorious Boxing Gym, one of the exhibitors.

She picked up the microphone and introduced herself to the audience:
"Today, our gym's current professional boxers will be the 'surprise guests' at this exhibition, providing introductory guidance to those interested in boxing!"

"He is none other than the heavyweight four-time champion—Gaoran Winzavado!!"

As Nana Uehara introduced him, a muscular boxer slowly walked onto the stage, dressed in comfortable, high-end sportswear.

His appearance is far from ordinary!
She has a wheatish complexion, long black hair tied up in front of her left shoulder, and a pendant ornament on her forehead.

His face was cold and stern, with arched eyebrows and slightly dead fish eyes, but his gaze was still sharp as a knife.

Height 187cm, weight 91kg.

He held the gold belt in all four major boxing organizations, was hailed as the "revolutionary son of boxing," and was also known as the "God of Fighting" in Thailand.

Gaolangwen Savado!
"..."

The moment the "God of War" was seen, the entire venue erupted in excitement.

It could even be said that Gaolang is the most famous of all the boxers present today—whether active or retired!
"Here it comes! It really is the [Battle God]!"

"Today was definitely worth the price of admission!"

"Will there be an autograph session? I think there will be!"

"...Do you need business cards?"

"..."

Seeing the audience's enthusiasm, Nana Uehara, who was in charge of hosting, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Great! Thanks to Gao-chan, everyone's so enthusiastic. I wish some of them could join the gym!"

Uehara Nana paused for a moment, then continued into the microphone:
"The introductory technique I'll be teaching today is the basic 'shadow boxing'."

"Please keep a safe distance from each other, follow Coach Gaolang's movements, imagine your opponent is right in front of you, and throw your fist!"

With top boxers as demonstration models, Nana Uehara had no trouble giving instructions.

"Defend your chin with both fists, lower your center of gravity, bend your knees slightly, and stand in an L-shape."

"First is the basic jab. After retracting your shoulder, release the force of your fist and throw it out quickly, imagining that you are hitting the opponent's face. The shoulder on the side of the punch should be close to the chin or cheek."

"The key is to quickly retract the swing after it's thrown out; don't distort the movement."

"Next is the straight punch. Remember to push off the ground with your back foot at the moment of the punch to unleash the power of your whole body."

"Once you get used to it, you can throw jabs and straight punches continuously, gradually increasing the speed, and you can even add movement to enhance the training effect."

"Alright, you've learned the basics of boxing. Now, please follow along with Gaolang's movements."

"..."

Uehara Nana explained earnestly.

Having someone to help with the hosting was a real convenience for Gaolang; all he had to do was give the introductions and earnestly pump his fist.

However, as the fight progressed, Gaolang's attention was suddenly drawn to several corners of the audience.

"..."

The first thing that catches the eye is a muscular man with his hair tied up in front of a full-length mirror on the sidelines.

He didn't participate in the shadow boxing, but he didn't do nothing either; he just squatted in front of the mirror, motionless.

Judging from his appearance, it seems to be a "standing stance" exercise that focuses on strengthening the lower body during boxing practice.

"..."

There was another person in the crowd a little closer.

He was a man of similarly robust physique, but he did not stand out from the crowd; he also trained in shadow boxing with others.

But compared to the others' "beginner" steps, this man was clearly more "serious," even to the point of being completely absorbed.

He bared his teeth and grimaced as he threw a punch, as if he were really hitting someone with all his might, displaying extraordinary ferocity;

He pulled back his fist with lightning speed, a bead of cold sweat dripping from his forehead, as if he had almost been caught by a powerful enemy.

"..."

These two, one still and one active, were completely opposite, yet both captivated Gaolang's attention.

(End of this chapter)