Super Fighting Tokyo.

If you were to smash your head against the ground at this angle, you would definitely suffer a severe blow to the back of your head!

"—?!"

Bai Mucheng's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and his killing intent continued. He immediately pressed his hands down behind him, touching the ground before "himself" could.

Snapped!

The instant his palms slammed to the ground, Shiraki Cheng did not resist Shibukawa, but instead used his wrists to rotate his entire body to the side.

Swish!

Shibukawa pressed down, and with the advantage of his opponent's weight and his own strength, Shiraki could not counter in an instant, so he chose to "turn sideways".

This way, we can directly retaliate!

Shiraki deflected the force of the river crossing, then braced himself with his elbows and extended his legs to deliver a series of spinning kicks.

[Jamie O's explosive comeback!]

Swish!

The roundhouse kick was aimed at Shibukawa's ankle, and it looked like it was about to hit.

Shechuan neither dodged nor defended, but directly swept his leg down, stepping on Shiramu Cheng's supporting hand and then forcefully pulling his toes down.

"hiss--!"

Bai Mucheng felt a sharp pain, his hands could no longer support his body, and he lost his balance and fell. The swift roundhouse kick was neutralized at its source.

Without stopping, Shechuan used the ball of his foot as a fulcrum to lift his other leg and aim it at Shiramu Cheng's neck to step down.

"Stop!"

He shouted loudly, but missed his step.

Shiraki lifted his hips and landed on the ground, then flipped backward several times, barely dodging Shibukawa's attacks and reaching a relatively safe distance.

He gritted his teeth and got up. The back of his left hand, which had been stepped on, was already red and looked like it was in excruciating pain!

"You were...you were seen through?"

Wu Fengshui's eyes widened. "Is Teacher Shechuan's ability to predict killing intent stronger than Kaiya's?"

Upon hearing this, Shibukawa waved his hands repeatedly, "No, no, no, Kaeya's abilities are a gift from God, as for me..."

The old man grinned slyly and said leisurely, "I mostly rely on 'reading'—the kind based on experience—to judge Brother Bai Mu's movements."

Upon hearing this, Wu Fengshui, Yuan Tian, ​​and even the bystanders from the Metropolitan Police Department and the Wu Clan all broke out in a cold sweat.

You old man, you make it sound so easy!

"Shiraki-sensei..."

Wu Fengshui frowned deeply.

【Strike at the Extreme】 would be deflected by the combined energy, and 【Killing Intent】 would also be ineffective due to the opponent's experience. Almost all of Shiraki Cheng's punches and kicks were blocked!

So all that's left is—

"call!"

Shiraki exhaled a breath of hot air, stood up again, and faced Shibukawa.

He didn't say much, but slowly stepped forward, gradually approaching his opponent, and in an instant grabbed Shibukawa's collar.

Since punches and kicks are useless, let's try pinning or throws!

"Wow, how bold!"

With a look of wild joy on his face, Shechuan decisively leaned outward, deflecting Bai Mucheng's movements and forcing Bai Mucheng to stagger forward, his body falling to the ground.

"Yeah ah..."

Just as Shiraki was about to fall, Shechuan suddenly reached out his left hand, grabbed Shiraki's face, and flipped him backward.

Swah——

This time, Shiraki had no way to avoid it and could only bend over to prepare for the fall. His entire head was pressed down, and his back hit the ground heavily.

Boom!

A muffled thud sent dust billowing up around them.

Bai Mucheng lay on his back, wincing and grimacing from the fall. He coughed up a mouthful of blood, and the tremors in his pupils wouldn't stop.

"..."

Bai Mucheng opened his eyes wide, only to find the sky a chaotic mess.

He pushed himself up and found that everything in his field of vision—including Shibukawa himself—had begun to become crooked and distorted, drifting aimlessly like smoke.

These are typical symptoms following a severe head concussion.

Shechuan didn't give chase, but instead chuckled and teased, "You got quite a fall, your head must be spinning, right, Cheng?"

Seeing Bai Mucheng's blank expression, the old man laughed even more heartily.

"Heh! Heh~! It worked! It worked! Wasn't that fun?"

Chapter 273 Deceiving the Old Man

Bai Mucheng swayed unsteadily, his expression blank.

For those in the midst of battle, this would undoubtedly be quite deadly!

"Gudu..."

Wu Fengshui couldn't help but swallow hard. "Bai Muqin grabbed his opponent's collar first, but ended up being thrown around like that... That's ridiculously strong!"

Sonoda was also dumbfounded. "This is... Shibukawa Goki's Aiki Throwing Technique!"

He was a bright student, good at applying what he learned to other situations, and at this moment he couldn't help but recall the teachings that Shibukawa had given him.

"Unlike the strong fighters who mainly use striking techniques, Master Shibukawa has elevated Aiki to the level of actual combat, and fights mainly using throwing techniques."

"The teacher said that there are three key points to throwing techniques, which are also three weaknesses!"

Wu Fengshui blinked and listened attentively, while Yuantian continued his explanation:

"First, you must understand your opponent;"

"Secondly, you must throw your opponent;"

Finally, the opponent must be forced to crash into the ground;

"—If you can't complete these three movements in the correct order, it will be difficult to land a hit on your opponent with a throw!"

Wu Fengshui could understand it, since they were all very basic theories, and there were similar sayings within the Wu clan.

"In contrast, when it comes to striking techniques—as long as it hits, that's enough."

The girl nodded. "Training in hitting your opponent and avoiding being hit by them... is a required course for most fighters."

Sonoda added in a deep voice, "On the same level, it's extremely difficult to kill someone with a single strike without hitting a vital point, but throws are different!"

"By sacrificing three process weaknesses, the throw technique has increased the possibility of a one-hit kill!"

"Unlike punches and kicks, in addition to the user's strength, a master's throw will also add the opponent's weight, making it feel like a blow from the ground!"

Yuantian looked at Shiroki Cheng.

He kept telling himself that it was just a friendly prank, but he couldn't convince himself otherwise and couldn't help but analyze it seriously.

"Right now, Shiraki's brain is trembling violently."

"Under these circumstances, launching an effective attack will be extremely difficult!"

Sonoda muttered a complaint, unable to hide his nervousness:

"Is that enough? Just how far are these two going to go...?"

……

……

Bai Mucheng's arms hung limply, and he swayed unsteadily.

With a smile on his face, Shibukawa aimed at Shiraki's throat, about to thrust his finger forward.

suddenly--

Ode!

Shiraki pushed off the ground, but instead of charging forward, he shifted to the side and dodged, running around the arena to quickly widen the distance between himself and Shibukawa.

【Charge with Fighting Spirit】!

This kind of retreat without any sense of distance or detail is something any ordinary person could do.

But the key point is that at this moment, Bai Mucheng's brain is experiencing intracranial tremors, making it extremely difficult for him to move. An ordinary person would fall down after taking just one step!

"Oh?"

Shibukawa was taken aback, but then he understood Shiraki's approach. "If you sprint hard for a while, you only need to deal with the imbalance in 'that step,' right?"

Bai Mucheng retreated a few meters away, his eyes still somewhat blurry, and nodded in acknowledgment.

What he is doing now is to use [Aura Charge] first, and feel his unbalanced body the moment he charges out, and then use [Parkour] to deal with the dizziness and imbalance.

Although he was in a somewhat disheveled state, this at least allowed him to avoid being pursued by the river and gave him some breathing room.

"Ha ha……"

Knowing that catching up was futile, Shechuan simply took a symbolic step and waited for Bai Mucheng to recover.

Bai Mucheng gasped for breath, and the scene before him finally cleared up, no longer distorted.

"call--!"

He exhaled a large breath of hot air, looked at Shibukawa who stood still with his hands clasped, and couldn't help but grin, muttering in amazement:

"I really love this feeling..."