Super Fighting Tokyo.

As Lamar said.

Retsukai and Shiraki's right fists collided, causing the outer skin of the gauntlets to crack and the fluffy filling to scatter everywhere.

Just as Katahara Sayaka, who was in charge of hosting, was about to pause the match, she saw Retsu Kaioh and Shiraki Sho open their mouths at the same time and shout in unison.

"Stand back!"

Swish!

Before Sheath could react, Shiramu Cheng and Retsu Haiwang stood still and began to punch each other repeatedly.

Bang bang bang!

The right hand held a damaged boxing glove, while the left hand held an intact one. The four gloves collided repeatedly, exchanging blows dozens of times in just a few breaths.

"Okay... so fast!"

At that moment, She Xiang on the stage was stunned.

She knew very well that Shiraki Cheng and Retsu Haiwang were just exchanging the most basic punches.

Even so—even with the "boxing gloves" as a trajectory reference, it is still difficult to see the two men's arm movements clearly.

……

……

The audience stared wide-eyed, their experience mirroring that of the audience in the incense.

Almost invisible!

To the average person, it's almost impossible to see their fighting movements!

Bang! Bang! Smash!

As the fight continued, the already cracked boxing gloves on their right hands became even more damaged with each collision.

Pieces of genuine leather and stuffing flew around, scattering like snowflakes on the ring.

"...?"

Is this even considered boxing?

If you don't delve into the details of the rules, it still counts.

Therefore, the audience at the scene can assume that, for the sake of this 'boxing ring,' the fight taking place at this moment is an unfamiliar boxing match.

Even laymen should know that although boxing is a sport of "punching", "footwork" is absolutely crucial.

At this moment, Shiraki Sei and Retsu Kaioh are evenly matched in their fistfight.

If the two of them add pace, the battle situation will change in an instant!

Swish!

Bai Mucheng was the first to move his feet.

However, this was not his own will, but rather he was suppressed by Retsu Kaioh's fist. If he continued to fight, his defenses would be breached, so he had no choice but to do so.

despair!

Bai Mucheng stomped his left foot on the ground, slid to the right, and then followed up with a powerful left punch.

Retsukai's eyes darted around, having already seen through Shiraki's footwork. Suddenly, he leaped off the ground, dodging Shiraki's mid-section punch with a jump.

Bai Mucheng quickly retracted his hand and changed his move, pushing off the ground with his right foot and explosively striking with his leg muscles like a spring, delivering a swift upward hook.

"Stop!"

【Rising Dragon Fist】!

Retsukai-oh pressed down with both fists to block Shiraki-sei's hook punch, used the force to spin his body in mid-air, and finally landed steadily.

"what!"

The instant they landed, Shiraki Cheng and Retsu Kaioh simultaneously threw out their left fists, their gauntlets striking each other.

boom!

Retsukai took a half step back.

Shiramu Chengze fell flat on his back and slid two or three meters across the ring, feeling a swelling sensation in his chest.

"..."

Bai Mucheng gritted his teeth and stood up, somewhat surprised to see that Lie Haiwang remained standing still.

“A powerful punch, but not nearly enough—especially with gloves on.”

Retsu Kaioh stretched his arms.

"Similar to a long-distance runner's 'second breath'."

"When the body is struck and exceeds a certain limit, pain can turn into ecstasy."

"At this moment, the body will gain powerful endurance sufficient to instantly offset the 'existing burden'!"

Retsu Kaioh rearranged his stance.

"This has been confirmed by modern medicine in recent years."

"In the underground arena, there are also powerful fighters who can actively control the secretion of anesthetic drugs in their brains!"

"In martial arts, this state is called 'restoration,' and our training goal since ancient times has been to keep the body in a state of restoration at all times!"

"..."

Bai Mucheng coughed a few times, the residual force of the punch from before still lingering, causing him to tremble uncontrollably from the pain.

But as his eyes began to tremble, the trembling in his body gradually stopped.

All engines are running!

A strong sense of personal consciousness within the brain sends signals that drive the body, with authority exceeding that of the "trembling instinct," causing Shiraki Cheng's condition to gradually recover.

He pressed his left fist down and raised his right fist slightly, almost level with his eyes.

Hmm, it seems fine!

Bai Mucheng slowly glided forward, entering the "air control circle" of Lie Haiwang. His trembling pupils were bloodshot, yet they revealed a sense of joy.

How will Retsu Kaioh attack? How should I defend against it? How should I counterattack? And how will the opponent defend?

Countless curiosities arose in my mind, like bubbles, and it was even more interesting to pop them.

"Great, fantastic!"

Bai Mucheng and Lie Haiwang exchanged a smile.

"How wonderful it is to play a few rounds of 'rock-paper-scissors' with good friends!"

Chapter 191: Brilliant!

On the ring, a new round of boxing offense and defense begins.

But unlike before—when the rapid-fire exchanges were almost invisible—this time, Shiraki and Retsu Kaioh both used "more basic" boxing techniques.

Bang bang bang!

Under the rules of a boxing ring, Retsu Kaioh uses "fist techniques," while Shiraki Sei employs more "fighting skills," and the two use these techniques to compete against each other.

However, when the boxing fans below the ring looked closely, they noticed something amiss, recognizing many familiar "shadows" in the two men's movements.

Straight punch, jab, hook, uppercut...

The punching motions of Shiraki Sei and Retsu Kaioh were surprisingly similar to these basic boxing "principles".

In other words, the punches thrown by the two men were in accordance with the "principles" of boxing!

……

……

"This……"

Lamar paused, finding it difficult to comment at the moment.

He had watched countless matches in Gaolang and wanted to say that he had never seen anything like the boxing between Shiraki Sei and Retsu Kaioh, but the words just wouldn't come out.

Isn't that boxing?

Both of them violated the rules to varying degrees, and even tore the right fist glove.

But if we turn back the clock to 1865—when the Marquess of Queensbury Rules were first established…

At that time, the rules of boxing were not yet fully detailed, so what Shiraki Sei and Retsu Kaioh fought was undoubtedly boxing!

Lalma suddenly had a bizarre idea:

If Queensbury had seen this "exhibition match" back then, perhaps boxing would have evolved into another kind of pseudo-sport!

"..."

Lamar was in high spirits when a familiar voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Those two have different styles, but they are both formidable warriors."

The one speaking was none other than the "God of War" Gaolang, who was standing behind Lamar, already wearing boxing gloves and a pre-match robe.

Lamar turned to his old friend, "Finished warming up?"

"Yes."

Gaolang still had that dead fish-like expression, but now there was a glint of shrewdness in his eyes.

"Shiraki Sei and Retsu Kaioh - they fought too casually, but their movements touched on the most basic essence of boxing."

"To put it bluntly, it's about offense and defense at the 'strike' level."

"I valued this aspect of boxing, which is why I switched from Muay Thai to boxing, continuing to refine my skills while maintaining the Muay Thai style."

"..."