Super Fighting Tokyo

Chapter 90 A coup
PowerBomb——

The literal translation is "Power Bomb," also known as "Bomb Drop"!
Commonly seen in professional wrestling, this involves lifting an opponent with tremendous force, trapping their head between their legs, and then slamming them face down onto the ring.

This move is impressive and highly entertaining, making it a classic move for many professional wrestlers.

However, due to various reasons, such as its large openings and the need for strength, almost no one has ever thought that this move would be used in actual combat in mixed martial arts.

What's even more unimaginable is just how terrifying a "bomb drop" would be if the "performance" element were removed and the player truly went all out!
Boom!

Yuji Katsumi's back slammed heavily onto the metal deck, the intense tremor spreading outwards and reaching the feet of everyone around him.

"Ahem!"

Yuji Katsumi coughed with his head tilted back, his pupils trembling uncontrollably, and saliva mixed with gastric juices sprayed out of his mouth and nose.

The intense impact reverberated in his cervical spine and lungs, making it difficult for Keji to breathe, and he couldn't stop exhaling.

"??!!"

This terrifying scene left the onlookers in black completely stunned.

"Is...is it a bomb drop?!"

"It wasn't a regular bomb throw; that guy swung a burly man weighing over 110kg up and even did a forward somersault!"

"He took two punches, breaking his forehead, all for this fall!"

"What a terrifying person..."

"..."

……

The onlookers were also taken aback.

Ye Xingfei Gu paused for a moment, then chuckled dryly, "It seems I'm getting old and my judgment is wrong. Lord Bai Mu still chooses a quick attack."

Upon hearing this, Baku was puzzled. "It was clearly Katsumi who made the first move, and Jo's movements were so slow that even I could see them clearly. Why do you say that Jo is a 'fast attacker'?"

The answer is 'state'.

Suddenly, Gara spoke up, saying in a deep voice, "Bai Mu is indeed a fast attacker, but not in terms of speed of movement, but in terms of speed of 'getting into the zone'!"

“That’s right,” Ye Xing raised an eyebrow slightly and added, “Lord Baku must have watched fighting matches and often heard the commentator say, ‘The match has entered a heated phase.’”

"The white-hot stage is the most intense moment of the entire match, when both sides often unleash a level of strength far exceeding their usual level."

"If we think about it this way—"

Ye Xing smiled and said, "If a person's consciousness is strong enough to control their body and put themselves into a 'fierce state of struggle' from the very beginning, then that is indeed quite terrifying."

"That's exactly what Lord Shiraki just did."

“Trading blows for blows, gritting your teeth and bleeding, throwing recklessly—these kinds of things don’t usually happen at the very beginning of a fight.”

"This is certainly not to say that Lord Yuji is being careless, but in terms of 'speed of adjusting one's state,' Lord Shiraki is clearly superior. He has extremely strong control over his mind and body!"

"..."

As they were speaking, one of the men in black exclaimed in surprise.

"Keep chasing! Shiraki Shigeaki wants to end the match right away!"

……

……

Swish!
Shiraki raised both arms, aimed at Katsumi who had collapsed in pain, and stomped down with his left leg.

Zangief Energy Stomping!
Boom!
Katsumi desperately rolled over, barely dodging the kick and allowing Shiraki to land on the deck.

Seeing that his opponent's attack had missed, Keji rolled over again, intending to use the momentum to get up and regroup.

But to Katsumi's utter surprise, just as he returned to his half-squatting position, he saw Shiramu Cheng chasing after him and forcefully throwing a right straight punch.

[Gure Magnum Full Ammo]!
boom!
Katsumi was hit squarely in the face, blood gushing from his nose and mouth, and he fell backward to the ground again.

"Crack——!"

The soreness and swelling in his face made Katsumi's expression contorted, his eyes almost unable to open, and blood spurting from his face covered him, making him look extremely wretched. Shiramu Cheng, however, did not stop moving, his lower limbs suddenly exerting force as he bent down and stepped forward.

【Charge with Fighting Spirit】!
Ode!
Just as he was about to approach Katsumi Inochi and launch the next round of pursuit.

"Stop!"

Keji gritted his teeth, suddenly slapped the ground with both hands, flipped over and jumped up, kicking Bai Mucheng hard with his heels.

Swish!
"It's a rising roundhouse kick!" Atsushi Suedo exclaimed. "A rising top kick with 115kg of weight on top of you, the power of this move should be...!!"

Suddenly, Mo Tanghou's pupils contracted.

It turned out that Bai Mucheng did not choose to pursue immediately after charging forward, but instead raised his arms and assumed a defensive posture.

boom!
Be on guard!
Katsumi's rising spinning kick struck Shiraki's forearm, merely forcing his opponent back slightly, but revealing a huge opening in himself, leaving his center wide open as he regained his footing.

Seeing that things were not going well, Keji reached out to block.

Bai Mucheng's legs suddenly pushed off the ground, his body straightened like a spring, and he threw a powerful uppercut with his right arm.

【Rising Dragon Fist】!
boom!
The fist struck Katsumi's palm, pushing upwards until the back of his hand hit his own chin, sending him flying and rolling before he fell to the ground again.

"Huh...huh..."

Heavy breathing came from Bai Mucheng's mouth, clearly audible even from a great distance.

The wound on his forehead was bleeding profusely, staining one side of his cheek red. Blood beads gathered on his chin and dripped down.

His eyes were bloodshot, his mind was racing to its limit, and he forced his body into a desperate state, making every move seem like a last-ditch effort.

Doing this will certainly consume a great deal of physical strength, but the power will also be multiplied!

Seeing that Yuji Katsumi had fallen to the ground and was not getting up, Shiraki Cheng did not wait, but strode forward to pursue him further.

Snapped!
Shiraki leaped into the air, swooped down, and kicked at the fallen Katsumi.

Jamie's Shadowless Kick!
boom!
Katsumi rolled away again to dodge, then lay panting on the ground, blood flowing from his mouth and nose, and his pupils slightly unfocused.

Shiraki Shigeo gritted his teeth, his eyes bloodshot but he didn't blink, staring intently at Yuji Katsumi, bracing himself on the ground with his right arm and sweeping his left leg across.

【Gure Dragon Fang Chain-】

Just as the move was halfway through, Katsumi suddenly snapped back to his senses, his face contorted with rage, and swept his leg, kicking Shiraki's right arm, which was supporting him on the ground.

"—?!"

Shiraki Sei's right arm had already been hit by Yuji Katsumi's "palm strike," leaving his upper arm visibly swollen and red. Now, after being kicked again, he could no longer maintain his balance.

thump...

The white wooden support lost its balance and collapsed.

With a low growl, Yuji Katsumi gave a fierce chase, delivering a powerful knee strike that sent Shiraki Cheng flying and flying into the distance.

"..."

Bai Mucheng rolled over, clutching his right arm as he quickly got up, the excruciating pain causing him to cough involuntarily.

On the other hand, after that knee strike, although he regained his stance, he seemed to have exhausted all his strength and remained motionless in place.

Upon witnessing this scene, the onlookers all stared wide-eyed.

He... fainted while standing!?

The referee was about to step forward to check when Bai Mucheng stopped him.

Shiraki looked left and right, picked up a piece of broken glass from the ground, and threw it at Katsumi Oji in full view of everyone.

Swish!
Just as the glass was about to hit Katsumi, he suddenly shifted his feet, dodging with minimal movement, and then remained still, maintaining his karate stance without moving an inch.

The referee temporarily ignored Bai Mucheng's foul and asked in confusion, "What is he doing...?"

"It's very simple."

Bai Mucheng's right arm trembled with pain as he chuckled in a low voice, "In order to recover from his injury and be able to fight back, he is using the clever trick of 'escape'."

(End of this chapter)