Super Fighting Tokyo.

And at a certain moment, his punch had a "subtle" feel to it.

……what?

Spek couldn't understand, but his movements didn't stop for a moment. He continued to pour out the remaining air in his body like a tsunami.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The different sounds and that strange feel appeared once again.

……

……

"Shiraki-chan!"

Wu Fengshui's eyes widened, and he reached out to ask headquarters for his sniper rifle back to provide long-range firearms support.

But the headquarters shook their heads in protest, their eyes fixed on the details of the battle, a gleam in their eyes. "Really? Is this the kind of fighting style he's going to employ..."

Wu Fengshui asked, puzzled, "What?"

The headquarters explained in a low voice, "Just like parkour, other extreme sports athletes also risk skiing down sheer cliffs."

"And a very few skilled martial artists will even deliberately leap off cliffs hundreds of meters high, letting themselves tumble straight down to the bottom of the valley, striking the rock face along the way, doing everything they can to survive."

"Doing this will not only develop superhuman endurance, but also enhance concentration in life-or-death situations!"

"When Bai Mu faces Sibek, he is making the same kind of counterattack as 'falling off a cliff'!"

The commander raised his palm, then turned it horizontally.

"Sbek's indiscriminate barrage is like the life-or-death impact one suffers while falling off a cliff, except it's not vertical, but 'horizontal'."

"From this perspective, Shiraki's actions become easier to understand—"

The headquarters instructed Wu Fengshui to look more carefully.

With the enhanced eyesight brought about by "liberation," Wu Fengshui quickly grasped the key.

Shiraki Sei wasn't entirely on the defensive; he would occasionally flick his arm or raise his thigh to dodge or deflect Spek's punches and kicks!

"Haha, that's really interesting!"

The commander patted his crossed thighs, leaned forward, squinted, and observed intently before making a judgment.

"For Shiramu Cheng, he is now using 'parkour' techniques to experience a five-minute high-speed horizontal fall off a cliff!"

Chapter 174 A Series of Attacks! A Series of Attacks!! A Series of Attacks!!

The highly skilled jujitsu master, "Honbu Izo," kept his eyes glued to the battle while chatting with Wu Fengshui beside him.

"The extraordinary thing called 'death' can bring about a momentary miracle, commonly known as a 'revolving lantern'."

"That kind of life-or-death moment—an extraordinary instantaneous concentration—allows one to see everything clearly, even surviving a fall off a cliff unscathed!"

"But ultimately, why would a perfectly normal person jump off a cliff..."

At this point, the head of the unit suddenly laughed.

"If the opponent's 'consecutive attacks' are as dangerous as 'falling off a cliff,' then of course 'sparring with someone' is better!"

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……

Bang bang bang bang! !

Spek's face contorted as he wildly swung his arms, delivering a series of heavy punches like a madman.

But the strange feeling just wouldn't go away, and even got worse.

It's like when a torrential rain is pouring down, there are a few "blank spots" where you can't get any full force out of the downpour.

"……what?"

Suddenly, Spek noticed that his two punches, left and right, had been deflected by Bai Mucheng's wrists and had not hit their mark.

"You still have the strength to block, kid!"

Spek immediately understood.

He had never imagined that anyone could actually "defend" against his relentless, breathless attacks, or even block a few punches.

But for Spek, it was just an “accident”.

Only a very small number of punches were blocked; many more heavy punches still landed squarely on Bai Mucheng!

"Hahahaha!"

Spek grinned maliciously, then suddenly strode forward and swept his leg towards Bai Mucheng's head.

call!

The kick even made a whooshing sound, as if it could blow someone's head off.

"—!!"

Bai Mucheng kept a close eye on Sibek's movements and immediately crouched down to dodge.

But at the same time, Spek threw a punch, his body twisting dramatically, generating the force of his entire body's return.

boom!

This heavy punch landed squarely on Bai Mucheng's face.

In an instant, a large amount of blood gushed from his nose, and even his teeth became loose, with the gaps between his teeth stained bright red.

"Huh—?!"

Bai Mucheng gritted his teeth, and even as blood dripped into his eyes, he did not blink, making sure he could see Spek's every move.

In terms of power, Spek's punches and kicks are not as powerful as Kaoru Hanayama's heavy punches, and in terms of speed, they are not as fast as Katsumi Guji's sonic punches.

But its true terror lies in its "continuous barrage".

As Izo said, the essence of continuous punches without breathing is "falling off a cliff".

—It's a five-minute, non-stop plunge off a cliff!

During a fall, even a moment's loss of focus can cause concentration to vanish, leading to a complete loss of control.

Snap!

Just as Sibek was about to kick, Bai Mucheng pressed his ankle down with both palms.

The next punch was about to hit his heart, but Bai Mucheng suddenly turned to the side to block it, twisting his body and using his left deltoid muscle to take the hit.

……very good!

The excruciating pain seemed to pierce through Bai Mucheng's upper body, but his thoughts at that moment were simple—

No problem, I can handle those two attacks!

Block, defend, dodge, avoid...

No matter how fast and fierce the attacks are, they are ultimately just fists and feet.

And given the impending physical attack, I have the skills to deal with it!

Bang bang bang!

Spek landed three consecutive heavy punches on Bai Mucheng's face, one from each hand.

Bai Mucheng's face was distorted from the beating, and half a broken tooth flew out of his mouth, but his eyes remained fixed on Sibek.

"Hey!"

Spek kicked out horizontally, aiming straight for Bai Mucheng's neck.

In that life-or-death moment, Bai Mucheng's concentration reached its peak, realizing that now was the time!

Swish!

Bai Mucheng delivered a horizontal left hook, striking Sibek's raised left calf.

The rapid strike caused Spek's movements to freeze for a moment, creating a fleeting opening.

In that instant, Shiramu pushed off the ground with his back foot, and the goal of over 36 trillion cells in his body was aligned, as he forcefully clenched his right fist and swung it out.

Ode!

"Drink!"

The fist slammed into Spek's face, and the immense power exploded in an instant!

[Strike with extreme force!]

Boom!!

A heavy, muffled thud spread from the amusement park area, echoing through the quiet, deserted night.

……

……

Further away, on the streets outside the park.

Baki was walking hand in hand with Kozue when his ears twitched, as if he heard the roar of the [Strike Extreme] attack.

Even from a great distance, Baki Hanma could still sense that powerful punch that was so impactful.

The boy turned around, a glint in his eyes, and couldn't help but sigh softly.

"Wow, Brother Shiraki is amazing..."

……

……

Boom!!

A heavy punch landed on Spek's face, interrupting the two-minute-long, breathless barrage of blows.