Super Fighting Tokyo.

Dorian pushed off the ground with one foot and stood up from the ruins. Although he was covered in dirt and even had a nosebleed, his breathing was as steady as if nothing had happened.

"sharp……"

Knowing the power of Muay Thai, Gaolang couldn't help but praise, "After taking a 'neck slam' throw, an ordinary person might be killed, but he was still able to get up and fight back immediately."

Shiraki Sei had anticipated this.

After all, Dorian had taken a hit from the "Extreme Strike" and was still able to fight with great vigor.

The body he developed to learn the boxing technique was capable of splitting mountains and rocks decades ago, and its power still lingers today!

"..."

Boom!

Dorian landed firmly on his feet and coughed up blood from his nose.

"Muay Thai, karate, military combat techniques, and perhaps even some other styles of boxing? Maybe more..."

Dorian smiled.

"What remarkable skills! And they all possess an indescribable passion, even relentlessly honing their craft to master them completely!"

"but--"

Dorian then changed the subject: "That's precisely why, because you have such passion for everything, you can never defeat me!"

"..."

After speaking, Dorian bent his knees inward, assumed a horse stance, and slowly raised his arms in accordance with his body movements.

"Anyway, none of you can defeat me!"

As he spoke, he moved, even sitting up on the spot and performing slow-motion martial arts.

This is a common basic training method in boxing—and indeed in most combat techniques.

But this was a fierce battle, so Dorian's actions were quite strange.

However, the fighters present soon noticed something amiss.

Dorian appeared to be practicing martial arts, but in reality, he was adopting a "dynamic stance," with his defenses impenetrable and ready to launch a counterattack at any moment!

Katsumi Oji gritted his teeth, "Is this guy planning to 'not attack'?"

Du Bu rubbed his chin, laughing and teasing, "Hmm, doesn't it feel as steady as mine?"

In the previous "Tokyo Dome Underground Elimination Tournament", [Martial God] Yuji Dubu once fought against the 75-year-old [Martial Saint] Shibukawa Goki.

At that time, facing Shibukawa, who could leverage its strength against him, Doppo chose not to attack.

Taking advantage of the moment when Shechuan attacked, he countered with the harmless "Bodhisattva Right Fist," causing the "Aikido Grandmaster" to suffer a great loss!

"..."

Retsukai frowned. "Even a seasoned martial arts master, facing an opponent who 'doesn't attack,' has no choice but to take the initiative to attack in order to win. That's why Shiraki..."

Ode!

Bai Mucheng stomped his foot to generate power, then took a step forward and threw a punch.

[Battle Aura Bursts Out with Shock!]

As expected, the punch was deflected by Dorian's palm.

Dorian followed up with a powerful punch that struck Shiraki Sei in the face, producing a dull thud.

"—Ugh!"

Shiraki gritted his teeth and braced himself, his arms outstretched, ready to unleash Zangief's "Siberian Express" throw.

Dorian seemed to see through Shiraki's intentions and threw three punches in quick succession along the center line, hitting Shiraki's philtrum, chest, and lower abdomen.

Bang bang bang!

These three strikes caused Bai Mucheng to pause in his movements, and his attempt to grab and throw with both arms missed.

shuh...

Dorian jumped back to create distance, exhaled a breath of hot air, pressed his body down, and thrust forward with the heel of his palm.

Horse stance fighting!

"drink!"

boom!

Bai Mucheng was hit in the face and staggered back several steps, blood gushing from his nose. His expression was one of utter astonishment.

It doesn't hurt!

Bai Mucheng was puzzled.

The martial arts master known as the "Sea King" actually has such weak punching and kicking power?!

"...?!"

Could it be...?

Something is wrong!

—Not only Bai Mucheng himself, but everyone else in the courtyard was also shocked by what they saw.

Hey Shiraki, what are you spacing out for?!

Dorian was clearly standing behind Shiramu Cheng, but Shiramu Cheng was completely unaware, still focused intently on what was in front of him, as if he were battling against "air".

"Pooh……"

Dorian spat out a mouthful of blood and couldn't help but let out a sinister chuckle.

Hypnosis – complete.

Chapter 216 Hypnosis

A bizarre scene unfolded at the scene of the fierce battle on the street.

Bai Mucheng stood sideways, assumed a fighting stance, and focused intently on what lay before him, his face full of excitement, but there was no one in front of him.

Dorian, who should have been fighting him, was now standing behind Shiraki, smiling leisurely.

"...Hello, hello!"

Katsumi's eyes widened. "Shiraki-kun, which way are you looking...? Shiraki!"

Rito shouted even louder, "Wake up, Shiraki! The enemy is behind us, stop standing there like a daze!"

On the deserted streets, the fighters' shouts carried especially far.

No matter how loud the two shouted, Bai Mucheng didn't react at all, continuing to punch and kick at the air as if they were in the middle of a fierce battle.

"Hmph, not bad..."

Dorian chuckled softly and explained slowly, "He can't hear you, even if you shout right up to his ear, it won't work..."

"Mro Shiraki is fighting hard!"

Dorian moved to Bai Mucheng's side and stared at several vital points on his body.

He said slowly and deliberately, "Bai Mu is currently fighting against the phantom of me that he has imagined in his mind, the one that suits his desires."

"..."

These explanations caused everyone in the courtyard to stare wide-eyed in disbelief at the scene.

Among them, Wu Fengshui was the most surprised, because she often trained with Bai Mucheng.

"Is it Shiraki's special training method?"

Wu Fengshui recalled Bai Mucheng's daily training, which included battling against opponents in his mind.

Shiraki Shiroki attributes this to imagination, and the principle is similar to shadow boxing, but it is exceptionally intense, even capable of causing nosebleeds out of thin air.

And now, Dorian is actually able to actively guide Shiraki into that training state!?

"My dear brother!"

Wu Fengshui looked at Lie Haiwang, "Are there such techniques in boxing?"

"This is not martial arts..."

King Lie Hai frowned and whispered, "It's probably 'hypnosis'!"

Hypnosis?!

Everyone was taken aback by what they heard, and even the well-informed Yuji Dubu was greatly puzzled.

"This move exploits the psychological weakness of the duelist."

Retsu Kaioh explained in a deep voice: "Wanting to win in a magnificent and beautiful way, wanting to win with an absolute advantage—grasp this mentality of the duelist and use hypnosis!"

"In this way, a duelist under hypnosis will create a 'rookie opponent who suits his wishes' and will unconsciously imagine a 'match that suits his wishes'!"

Wu Fengshui was stunned. "So now Bai Muqin is facing..."

"That's right, it's just a fantasy fighter without a physical body, purely catering to human psychology!"

Retsukai looked at Shiraki, "Under Dorian's hypnosis, Shiraki is fighting an imaginary enemy in his mind!"

"..."

Whoosh! Swish!

Bai Mucheng punched and kicked, striking at the empty space in front of him, beads of sweat falling as the fierce battle continued.

"That's really unexpected..."

Dorian stood to the side, carefully observing Bai Mucheng's actions. "As expected of a young man, he has a rich imagination, hence the remarkable effect of the hypnosis."

Swish!

Shiraki stretched out his hands and delivered another neck-clutching knee strike, his movements swift and fierce like a tiger, yet posing no threat to Dorian beside him.