Super Fighting Tokyo.

Boom!

Hao Hongye's 131kg super-physical body was sent flying by this blow, landing sideways on the ground.

"Huh...huh..."

Bai Mucheng gasped for breath, his body still trembling from the excruciating pain, barely managing to wipe away the blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

The commentator yelled, "Super Meatball's down! Is the match over?!"

"..."

Bai Mucheng, however, did not relax in the slightest, his eyes still fixed on the fallen Hao Hongye, "Almost useless, it can't be that simple..."

really--

With one hand supporting her on the ground, Hao Hongye stood upside down, then used her forearm to propel her well-developed physique into a light leap, flipping in mid-air before landing steadily on the ground.

"spit……"

Hao Hongye spat out a mouthful of blood, turned to look at Bai Mucheng, and straightened his expression.

"As expected of an excellent warrior, facing someone with a superhuman physique like me, you knew you couldn't win by wrestling, so you chose to change tactics and strike my jaw."

"In terms of attacking the brain, the understanding of martial arts practitioners is very similar to that of modern medicine."

"Instead of attacking the head directly, target the jaw, which will make the opponent's brain wobble like pudding."

"However, as long as you guard against this and turn your neck in time, you can avoid being knocked out in one blow."

Hao Hongye rubbed her scraped chin, raised an eyebrow and sighed, "But it really was dangerous. You're really amazing. I have to be more serious now..."

With steady breathing, Hao Hongye suddenly slid to the side and, with the agility of a sprinter, quickly approached Bai Mucheng from the side.

Shiraki Cheng swung his right fist horizontally, intending to maintain the previous tactics, but the disadvantage of fixed-point strikes was completely exposed, and Hao Hongye seized the opportunity to easily circle behind him.

"It's okay, we'll help you recover later..."

Hao Hongye's voice rang out from behind Bai Mucheng.

Bai Mucheng was terrified. It was too late to dodge, so he decisively twisted his waist to the right and turned around, swinging his right arm horizontally as he dodged.

【Gulie O Spinning Backhand Punch】!

Swish!

His right arm swept across, but Kokoro dodged it by crouching down. At the same time, Shiramu Cheng noticed out of the corner of his eye that Kokoro's palm had already pushed out, aiming at his back.

? !

Bai Mucheng immediately crouched down with his left leg and pushed off the ground to lunge forward, trying to avoid the attack, but he was still half a step too slow.

Snapped!

Shiramu Cheng staggered forward a little, feeling as if he had been "pushed" out by Hao Hongye.

despair……

Shiramu Cheng turned around, about to rearrange his stance, but his facial expression suddenly became ferocious, and he felt that he couldn't exert any strength in his left arm.

……

……

Wu Fengshui's gaze sharpened. "What exactly is this...?"

Suddenly, Mitsuyo Koishi became excited, clapping his hands and laughing loudly, "Aha, it's broken! Shiraki-kun has been hit!"

Wu Fengshui: "...?"

Realizing his lapse in composure, Mitsuyo Koishi paused, then suppressed a laugh and explained, "What I just struck with Momiji was the most difficult bone to break—"

"That can't be fixed with plaster cast, the ribs on the inside of the scapula."

Mitsuyo Koishi pulled Baki Hanma over, and with great interest lifted his shirt to reveal the boy's scarred back, pressing on the left side of his spine.

"Thanks for the demonstration, this is it!"

"As everyone knows, I'm just a very ordinary mixed martial artist, except that I'm a little interested in bones, so I can see them very clearly."

Mu Shi became happier and happier as he talked, his face glowing with laughter.

"What Hao Hongye was trying to do just now was to break Bai Mu's inner ribs. Once that bone is broken, his left arm will no longer be able to exert force."

"And Brother Baimu's tactic—precise, pinpoint strikes—cannot be executed with just his left arm. At that point, Brother Baimu will undoubtedly be defeated!"

"Luckily, Brother Bai Mu dodged in time, preventing that bone from 'breaking completely'..."

Mu Shi paused for a moment and looked down at the audience.

"But I estimate that Hao Hongye's attack is still effective. Shiraki should have 'cracked' one of his back ribs and is in excruciating pain right now."

"While it won't significantly affect my punches, the power of my left arm will probably be halved..."

Mu Shi became more and more excited as he spoke, panting heavily.

"Speaking of which, that bone-breaking technique is really academic. If it were me, I'd probably just twist my shoulder, elbow, and wrist..."

"It feels really good and comfortable~! I'm talking about myself..."

Mugoshi thanked Baki, then turned and went to a corner to continue muttering to himself, sticking out his tongue from time to time and gesturing with his hands, revealing his eccentric nature.

"..."

Tokugawa had anticipated this and exclaimed with delight, "Not only Momiji, but even Muiseki has revealed his true nature!"

Yuji Doppo chuckled and nudged Tenma Nozomi, "Little sister, I knew it! Your senior really does have some pretty cool fetishes!"

Tianma Hope: "..."

Although she had heard of Mushi's "bone-breaking fetish" before, she really didn't expect it to be this exaggerated.

Is it because you suppressed your inner power for too long after taking on a disciple, in order to maintain your master's demeanor?

"..."

While listening to the others talk, Wu Fengshui continued to observe the scene.

She noticed that Hao Hongye had changed her stance, no longer simply defending and pressing forward, but reverting to a slightly more relaxed striking posture.

"Shiraki has injured his left arm, and Kou Momiji is about to launch an attack to end the match!"

Chapter 149 Violates Medical Practice!

"Ok?"

Upon hearing Wu Fengshui's words, Tianma was somewhat surprised, "Launching an attack? Wasn't Hao Hongye's attack just now considered an attack...?"

……

……

Off the field.

Hao Hongye pushed off the ground and charged forward, rushing towards Bai Muchengfei.

Bai Mucheng clenched his left fist with all his might, and a series of sharp pains shot through his back, making his face contort in agony, and cold sweat even broke out on his forehead.

But in that instant, Shiramu Cheng's pupils began to tremble violently, a powerful conscious drive propelling his body—

All engines are running!

Swish!

Shiramu raised his right arm, parrying Kokoro's left arm, and simultaneously slid to the right, finding a suitable position, and forcefully punched Kokoro's right shoulder with his left fist.

boom……

After the punch landed, its power was noticeably weakened, even less than "half" of its original strength!

But that's why Shiraki Sei couldn't stop hitting, because in addition to his left arm being difficult to use, he also had very little physical strength left.

In other words, he could no longer choose another place to inflict such an effective injury on Hao Hongye as he had on the deltoid muscle of his left upper arm!

Every punch and kick that follows must land "precisely" on that one spot.

Any failure, any wasted energy, could become the prelude to defeat!

"drink!"

With a loud shout, Hao Hongye turned around and launched a fierce attack with punches to the left and right, forcing Bai Mucheng to dodge in the middle and follow up with a central kick, launching a continuous barrage of attacks.

shhhhhhhhh...

……

……

"It's a barrage of attacks from Hao Hongye!"

The commentator exclaimed in shock, "Shiraki Sei is being suppressed! Were all the previous attacks completely ineffective?! The doctor is pressing him relentlessly!"

……

Yuji Doppo crossed his arms and analyzed, "What Hao Hongye wants to do is not to knock out Shiraki-kun with a series of knockouts, but to restrict Shiraki-kun's movement."

Snapped!

Dobu patted his left upper arm. "Apart from this muscle, the rest of Hao Hongye's body is almost completely unharmed."

"In other words, once he catches us, we're completely finished. Hao Hongye will launch an attack immediately!"

"..."

Hearing Doppo's words, Tenma Nozomi frowned, increasingly puzzled. "As for offense, hasn't Momiji been doing that all along?!"

Baki smiled and shook his head. "If that Kou Momiji's 'attack' was limited to this, he wouldn't have been able to stand in this underground arena."

……

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Snap snap snap...