Super Fighting Tokyo.

"Huh—?!"

Spek's body leaned back, staggering backward, spitting out a large amount of blood from his mouth and nose, and his two eyeballs trembled uncontrollably.

Not good!

Spake immediately realized what was happening and, fearing that Bai Mucheng would pursue him, quickly raised his arms.

But to Spek's surprise, the expected pursuit did not come.

Bai Mucheng remained standing there, panting heavily. He turned his head and spat out a mouthful of blood, his blood-red eyes staring straight at Sibek.

"Am I... overthinking things, kid..."

Spek slowly straightened up, rubbed his sore nose, and a twisted smile returned to his face.

"Although my punches are powerful, you're about to give out after all my relentless blows, aren't you?"

"..."

Bai Mucheng wiped the blood from his mouth. His clothes and pants were kicked and torn to shreds, and his body was covered in red, swollen and bruised areas.

He slowly clenched his trembling fists and whispered hoarsely, "There's nothing I can do. These aren't the fists and feet of a 'destroyer,' but they are certainly fists that can 'beat people.'"

"laugh!"

Spek laughed loudly, "Then try again, kid!"

He took a deep breath, strode forward, and without breathing, unleashed a barrage of punches and kicks that rained down on Bai Mucheng.

"—!!"

Again!

The second round of continuous attacks without breathing!

Bai Mucheng's pupils trembled violently. He activated all his "engines," completely abandoning his unconscious state and pushing his concentration to the limit.

no problem……

Absolutely no problem!

The martial arts I've learned, the body I've trained, the techniques I've mastered...

With everything I have, I can withstand the relentless, breathless attacks!

Facing the impending heavy punch, the falling wheel smash, the front kick, and the sweeping leg...

I can handle all of them skillfully!

Use your wrist to deflect, strike in advance, crouch to dodge, jump to avoid, or—

The non-critical parts of the body will bear the brunt!

——!

Bang! Bang!

Spek's relentless, breathless pounding continued, even surpassing previous bursts, reaching the third minute.

However, this time, the damage Shiramu Cheng suffered was less severe than the "two minutes" in the first round.

He only suffered a nosebleed from being hit, and only one rib was broken.

Swish!

Bai Mucheng dodged Sibek's fist to the side, and even jumped up, using his foot to step on Sibek's next punch, using the momentum to jump even higher.

He twisted his body in mid-air, as if about to launch a flying kick, but suddenly stopped and landed steadily on the ground.

That light and effortless parkour style was indeed like the wind in the desert, elusive yet all-pervasive.

Whoosh!

Spek's punch, aimed at mid-air, missed again due to Shiramu Cheng's change of move, exposing a huge opening.

Bai Mucheng stomped forward and punched hard, hitting Sibek in the face a second time.

[Engine is extremely powerful!]

Boom!

More than 36 trillion cells in the body work together, creating a thunderous and explosive explosion!

However, Spek's body is also a non-human monster.

Despite being hit by a heavy punch that could shatter even a 150kg sandbag, Spek took two hits in a row but did not fall down. Instead, he held his breath and continued to swing and strike.

"Yeah!"

Swish!

Spek threw a punch, which was dodged by Shiramu Cheng, who then kicked him away by stepping on his wrist.

Shiramu Cheng twisted his waist and turned to the side, then threw another punch.

[Strike with extreme force!]

Boom!

A heavy punch slammed into Spek's face, squeezing out bright red blood.

Spek felt dizzy and his eyes were glazed over from the blows. He threw powerful punches with both hands, but Bai Mucheng dodged or slapped them away.

Ode!

Another heavy punch landed, hitting Spek squarely in the face.

That wasn't a fist capable of destroying a god, nor did it carry any symbolic meaning; it was simply a swing thrown to "defeat the opponent."

Sbeek vs. Shiraki!

The one who breaks through the gods VS the one who defeats others!

Bang bang bang!

……

Witnessing this scene, Honbu Izo muttered to himself, "His understanding of techniques has reached this level...?"

……

"call--!"

Spek took a deep breath, his face contorted with rage, and prepared to unleash another attack.

But this time, the breathless attack lasted only about ten seconds before Shiramu Cheng dismantled it, tearing out a fatal opening with his fists and feet.

Taking advantage of the opening, Bai Mucheng flipped over and kicked vertically, his heel slamming into Sibek's face.

Ode!

[Unleashing Battle Spirit: Eagle Blade]!

Spek staggered from the kick, his eyes glazed over, and he vaguely saw Bai Mucheng pull back his right fist and then take a big step forward.

Boom!!

[Strike to the extreme] Another punch, it's lost count of how many times, landed squarely on Spek's face.

"continue……"

Despite being seriously injured, Bai Mucheng became increasingly excited as the fight progressed, his mind racing with countless ways to counter Sibek's punches and kicks.

His parkour moves have been fully adapted to continuous shooting without breathing.

In other words, it means being able to survive in a harsh environment where you can "fire continuously without breathing" without suffering fatal injuries!

No problem, but not enough!

He strode forward, closing in on Spek, urging urgently, "Come on, attack again!"

Chapter 175 Bone Fracture Time~

[Strike to the extreme] —

This is what Bai Mucheng can do at this stage: completely abandoning his own unconsciousness, with all 36 trillion cells working together to unleash the "purest strike".

The power it displayed fully utilized Shiraki's 101kg body, far exceeding that of other fighters in the same weight class.

To put it bluntly, the force of the blow far exceeded what Sibek had anticipated!

"Crack—!"

Spek coughed dryly, then leaned back and staggered.

Faced with that level of heavy punch, the first one was fine, but the second one would cause some pain, and now Bai Mucheng has already thrown countless punches.

Moreover, every shot was aimed directly at the Spek's face!

"what……"

Spek's nose was knocked crooked, several of his front teeth were loose, and blood kept gushing from his mouth and nose, sparsely scattered on the ground.

"Crack—!"

It took a few seconds for Spek to regain his senses and stand firmly, but he was still panting heavily.

Such a tough blow...

It's not the kind of punch that can win with one blow, but it still has considerable power, is especially difficult to counter, and you never know when it will strike!

"...!"

Spake was stunned for a moment, then looked up and saw Bai Mucheng approaching step by step.

"Come on, attack again!"

Bai Mucheng's steps were bouncy, his hands sometimes open and sometimes clenched, which even made Sibek dizzy for a moment.

"Ha...ha...haya—!"

Spek's breathing became more rapid, his eyes stung, and tears welled up uncontrollably.