Super Fighting Tokyo

Chapter 217 Hypnosis

A bizarre scene unfolded at the scene of the fierce battle on the street.

Bai Mucheng stood sideways, assumed a fighting stance, and focused intently on what lay before him, his face full of excitement, but there was no one in front of him.

Dorian, who should have been fighting him, was now standing behind Shiraki, smiling leisurely.

"...Hello, hello!"

Katsumi's eyes widened. "Shiraki-kun, which way are you looking...? Shiraki!"

Rito shouted even louder, "Wake up, Shiraki! The enemy is behind us, stop standing there like a daze!"

On the deserted streets, the fighters' shouts carried especially far.

No matter how loud the two shouted, Bai Mucheng didn't react at all, continuing to punch and kick at the air as if they were in the middle of a fierce battle.

"Hmph, not bad..."

Dorian chuckled softly and explained slowly, "He can't hear you, even if you shout right up to his ear, it won't work..."

"Mr. Shiraki is fighting hard!"

Dorian moved to Bai Mucheng's side and stared at several vital points on his body.

He said slowly and deliberately, "Bai Mu is currently fighting against the phantom of me that he has imagined in his mind, the one that suits his desires."

"..."

These explanations caused everyone in the courtyard to stare wide-eyed in disbelief at the scene.

Among them, Wu Fengshui was the most surprised, because she often trained with Bai Mucheng.

"Is it Shiraki's special training method?"

Wu Fengshui recalled Bai Mucheng's daily training, which included battling against opponents in his mind.

Shiraki Shiroki attributes this to imagination, and the principle is similar to shadow boxing, but it is exceptionally intense, even capable of causing nosebleeds out of thin air.

And now, Dorian is actually able to actively guide Shiraki into that training state!?

"My dear brother!"

Wu Fengshui looked at Lie Haiwang, "Are there such techniques in boxing?"

"This is not martial arts..."

King Lie Hai frowned and whispered, "It's probably 'hypnosis'!"

Hypnosis?!
Everyone was taken aback by what they heard, and even the well-informed Yuji Dubu was greatly puzzled.

"This move exploits the psychological weakness of the duelist."

Retsu Kaioh explained in a deep voice: "Wanting to win in a magnificent and beautiful way, wanting to win with an absolute advantage—grasp this mentality of the duelist and use hypnosis!"

"In this way, a duelist under hypnosis will create a 'rookie opponent who suits his wishes' and will unconsciously imagine a 'match that suits his wishes'!"

Wu Fengshui was stunned. "So now Bai Muqin is facing..."

"That's right, it's just a fantasy fighter without a physical body, purely catering to human psychology!"

Retsukai looked at Shiraki, "Under Dorian's hypnosis, Shiraki is fighting an imaginary enemy in his mind!"

"..."

Whoosh! Swish!
Bai Mucheng punched and kicked, striking at the empty space in front of him, beads of sweat falling as the fierce battle continued.

"That's really unexpected..."

Dorian stood to the side, carefully observing Bai Mucheng's actions. "As expected of a young man, he has a rich imagination, hence the remarkable effect of the hypnosis."

Swish!
Shiraki stretched out his hands and delivered another neck-clutching knee strike, his movements swift and fierce like a tiger, yet posing no threat to Dorian beside him.

"Haha, they're fighting hard right now..."

"It's quite adorable that you're going to such lengths to experience everything about me."

Dorian steadied himself, chuckled, and raised his head. "Well then, it's time for the curtain to fall!"

"So that you may live forever in this dreamlike state, go in peace, to the endless world of dreams!"

Swish!
Dorian aimed at Shiraki's neck, gripped his left fist in reverse, and slammed it down with great force and speed, intending to completely destroy his vital breathing area.

But just as the knuckles were about to touch Shiraki's throat—

boom!
Bai Mucheng suddenly trembled, and his whole body flew backward, crashing heavily to the ground on his back, leaving a long scratch on the road.

"Crack——!"

Bai Mucheng clutched his throat, coughing up large mouthfuls of blood, staining his body with a bloody stench; the scene was extremely gruesome!

Such a scene caused the hearts of onlookers to sink.

From a distance—from their perspective—it appeared that with Dorian's punch, Shiramu Cheng had suffered a fatal injury and needed immediate medical attention.

Wu Fengshui's blood vessels bulged around his eyes. He activated his [Liberation] mode and was about to fire to save the person when he was stopped by Lie Haiwang beside him. "Wait, something's not right!"

Retsukai narrowed his eyes, carefully recalling the scene just now, "Shiraki was sent flying backward before being hit by Dorian?"

……First?

This description left everyone utterly bewildered.

The person who was most puzzled was Dorian himself.

—Because Retsu Kaioh's judgment was correct!
Before that fatal punch could land, Shiraki pushed off the ground with both feet, narrowly avoiding Dorian's attack!
"?"

Dorian was still clenching his fist, looking at the fallen Shiraki in the distance, not yet realizing what had happened, when suddenly—

Swish!
Bai Mucheng, who was lying on his back, suddenly bent to the side, his whole body in a () shape, as if he was dodging someone's stomping and chasing.

"Huh??"

Dorian was completely bewildered when he suddenly saw the white wooden frame lift his hips, push off the ground with all his might, flip himself back more than half a circle, and finally land steadily in a squatting position.

"Drink!"

With a loud shout, Bai Mucheng jumped up from his crouching position, gathered power in his fists at his waist, palms facing each other, and thrust them forward to strike.

call!
He punched the air with both fists, creating a strong gust of wind.

[A fierce counterattack by the Twin Towers of Tigers!]
Faced with such a swift counterattack, Dorian asked himself honestly that he would find it difficult to defend completely and would most likely take a severe hit.

Therefore, Dorian finally understood the situation.

"..."

It's a difference in mindset!

Retsu Kaioh explained the reason: "What Shiraki craves has never been an easy battle, but to witness 'what true strength is,' and sometimes he even hopes that his opponent will be stronger!"

"Whether it's a battle full of twists and turns or an unexpected situation, that's how battles should be for Shiraki."

"Shiraki craves the battle itself, not the outcome of victory or defeat!"

"..."

At the same time, Dorian also realized this.

Watching Shiramu Cheng being hypnotized—his imagined phantoms attacking him relentlessly, even causing him to bleed from the nose and have one eye bloodshot—Dorian couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"This is the first time hypnosis has produced such an effect. It's truly beyond reason. Could it be that a strong fighting spirit has become a hindrance?"

Dorian slowly stepped forward, searching for Bai Mucheng's weakness again. "It's an honor that you thought I was so strong..."

Swish!
Dorian swept his leg straight at Shiraki's head.

But at the very moment before the blow was about to land, Shiramu Cheng suddenly raised his left and right hands, one above the other, to parry—

【Zangirf Tundra Storm】!
Dorian was startled when his ankle was grabbed.

blocked? !

Before he could react, Bai Mucheng twisted his waist to restrain him, and Bai Mucheng flipped him over and threw him to the ground with a loud "boom".

Swish!
Shiraki raised his right foot and stomped down hard, hitting Dorian squarely in the abdomen.

Zangief Energy Stomping!
click!
Dorian's abdomen was dented from being stepped on, his face turned purplish-red, and he was in so much pain that his veins bulged. He opened his mouth wide and let out a wail.

But Bai Mucheng's expression did not relax. Instead, he immediately raised his knee to strike, followed by a second kick on his tiptoes, striking the air in front of him.

In a hypnotic hallucination, Dorian dodged the attack and immediately got up to counterattack, so Shiraki Cheng responded with a second round kick from Muay Thai!

despair!
The white wood supported my feet as I landed, and I stood firmly on my feet.

And Dorian in front of him—

Whether in fantasy or reality, he was knocked to the ground, coughing up blood with his mouth wide open.

"Pretty!"

Upon witnessing this scene, Retsu Kaioh couldn't help but praise, "To be able to fight against an imagined formidable enemy without flinching and with honor—Shiraki is already used to this kind of situation!"

"..."

Swish!
Shiraki jumped off the ground, did a forward somersault, and his feet, like crescent moons, drew an arc in the air before landing heavily on Dorian's face.

Rashid Crescent Kick!
Boom-!
From his perspective, Shiraki's kick hit "two" Dorians in total.

One of them had just stood up and was about to throw a punch in retaliation when he was kicked in the nose.
One of them was still lying on the ground, eyes wide open and panting, when he was hit in the nose by a heel.

puff!

Two streams of blood sprayed out, blooming into small red flowers around them, but both were within Bai Mucheng's preconceived notions.

"Great, fantastic..."

(End of this chapter)