Super Fighting Tokyo.

boom!

"Although it's my first time boxing, it feels pretty good!"

Rito raised his head, looked at the active boxer on the other side, and grinned mockingly, "I have a feeling that even according to the rules of boxing, I will be very strong!"

This arrogant provocation aroused extreme dissatisfaction from the active boxer.

He was just entertaining his fans when the blond guy in front of him suddenly stole his thunder, and the guy still had that "I'm the best" attitude.

"Kid, you're the one who wanted to play this 'experience match' with me, don't regret it later..."

The active boxer stretched his legs and gestured to his manager outside the ring, asking him to help him put on his boxing gloves.

The agent was clearly worried, "Is it really okay to play an exhibition match in a place like this?"

"If you can still tolerate being provoked to your face, you might as well retire!"

The active boxer glared back at his manager, then comforted him, "It's okay. Although that kid is great at rock climbing, he's obviously a boxing novice. You can tell just by looking at his footwork."

"..."

boom!

The active boxer also clashed his gloves together, took a few steps forward and bumped fists with Rito, and then the two of them took a few steps back.

The agent on the sidelines had no choice but to act as a temporary referee, loudly proclaiming, "In short, it's a three-minute exhibition match."

"Ready, go!"

Swish!

Before he could finish speaking, while Rito was still weighing the gloves in his hand and feeling their strange texture, the active boxer had already stepped forward and quickly threw a straight punch.

boom!

This punch hit Rito's nose, followed by a hook to his abdomen, and then a series of uppercuts to his chest.

Boom! !

The rapid barrage of heavy punches forced Rito to retreat repeatedly.

His nose was bleeding, and tears welled up in his eyes from the soreness in his face.

"Whoa! What a powerful punch!"

Rito wiped the blood from his face and grinned. "But you can't beat me with punches like that! You've never had a real fight, have you, buddy?"

"..."

The active boxer bit his mouth guard, remained silent, and simply continued to throw punches.

But to his surprise, Rito suddenly strode forward, met his fist head-on, and launched a flurry of wild punches.

Boom!

Two brute-force blows landed on the active boxer's face, causing him to bleed from one side of his nose.

"Pfft!"

Rito felt instantly refreshed, bared his teeth, and grinned, saying, "Maybe I have a lot of boxing talent!"

"--laugh!"

The active boxer, enraged by the blows, refused to back down or maneuver, and instead exchanged heavy punches with Rito. For a time, the two were locked in a stalemate, neither willing to give an inch.

boom!

Rito took another punch to the face, took a half step back, and continued his relentless attack, but inwardly he was filled with unease:

What a sturdy fellow! But I'm going to beat you until you submit!

Although using a "special technique" could end the battle in an instant...

As a fighter, Rito's "special skills" stemming from his talent are truly impressive.

That was a technique called "Razor's Edge," which, with its innate superhuman finger strength, allowed the user's fingertips to cut through the human body like a razor.

In other words, it is similar to the fist of one of the death row inmates, Sikorsky.

……

……

The two on the stage were locked in a fierce battle.

While watching the match, Tokugawa Mitsunari suddenly noticed that the "fist master" he had been waiting for had arrived, so he approached him with a smile and asked for his opinion.

The boxer looked at the two on the stage and sighed, "Although they have some talent, they are both too inexperienced to be considered fighters."

"Oh?"

Before Tokugawa could reply, someone nearby raised a question.

Everyone turned to look and found that the person who spoke to them was a young man with stubble wearing a baseball cap, who was also an "active boxer" and quite famous.

OPBF Super Cruiserweight Champion – Akio Asahi!

He went from amateur to professional and never lost a game.

Moreover, all fourteen of his professional fights were won by knockout in the first round, with the number of fights and rounds being exactly the same, making him a well-deserved rising star in the boxing world.

He had some connection with the active boxer on stage, having trained at the same gym, and therefore didn't want his own person to be looked down upon.

"You're quite muscular, buddy. Looks like you've got some skills."

Asahi patted the boxer on the shoulder and said softly, "But no matter what, don't underestimate 'professional athletes'..."

"How about it, want to have a fight with me? I won't hurt you."

"..."

The boxer sized up Asahi Akihiro for a few moments, then shook his head. "I refuse."

"Really? Does that mean you lack confidence?"

Ma Renzhao smiled and shook his head, then pulled the boxer to a short distance away, where the two stood in front of a heavy sandbag.

"Okay, let's each hit the punching bag with all our might, and you'll experience what a 'professional' punch is like."

"..."

The boxer stared at the punching bag, seemingly lost in thought, before asking, "It's brand new, is it okay if it gets damaged?"

Ma Renzhao paused, then put his hands on his hips and chuckled, "Young man, if you break this punching bag, I can recommend you to sign with any club."

"very good……"

The boxer nodded and stood still in front of the sandbag.

Although he had no interest in signing with the club, he didn't mind showing off occasionally for the sake of his high fighting spirit.

"drink!"

The unarmed boxer quickly throws a right straight punch.

With a muffled boom, the heavy sandbag underwent a visible deformation. The force penetrated through it, tearing a large hole in the "back of the sandbag" and spraying out a large amount of filling material.

—?!

Before Asahiro could react, the boxer turned around and threw a powerful uppercut at him.

Swish!

In that instant, it was as if a carousel was flashing before Asahi's eyes, and he unconsciously closed them.

But the boxer suddenly withdrew his strength and stepped back, using only an uppercut to knock off Ma Renzhao's baseball cap. Then, he reached out with his other hand, grabbed the cap, and put it back on Ma Renzhao's head.

To onlookers, it appeared as if Akio Asahi had perfectly calculated the distance, thus choosing not to avoid it, displaying the demeanor of a master.

That's why I rejected you.

The boxer lowered his voice and gently patted Asahi Akio's shoulder, "Fighting me is too dangerous and would be very disadvantageous for you."

"Your strength is insufficient to motivate me to give my all!"

"..."

Chapter 183 Movement and Stillness

Asahi Akio straightened his baseball cap, savoring the feeling of regaining what he had lost, and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

That swift uppercut was a feeling of impending death that no matter how strong the enemy, no one could give Asahi Akio!

"Hmm... Haha!"

With a somber expression, Ma Renzhao reached out and shook hands tightly with the boxer. "...Thank you for not ruining my career. I lost."

The boxer nodded and hummed in agreement, not disliking Asahi Akio's frankness.

"Speaking of which..."

Asahi turned his head and looked at the mess around him, with sandbag fillers scattered everywhere.

"It's unreasonable to be able to smash a heavy sandbag with just a bare right straight punch."

He looked at the boxer, suddenly puzzled, "What you just used, was it boxing?"

"It's boxing, but in my opinion, there's no difference between boxing and boxing techniques."

The boxer said in a deep voice, "As long as it uses the fist, then boxing is still boxing!! And it's an incomplete kind."

"...Well, although I really want to refute it, I just can't bring myself to say it."

Akio Asahi thought for a moment, then asked, "If any other boxer wants revenge against you, what should they call you?"

"strong."

The boxer responded seriously, "Retsu Kaioh."

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