Super Fighting Tokyo.

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On the arena.

Both Bai Mucheng and Ji Haiwang are ready.

"Gentlemen, to your positions—"

The female commentator raised her right hand high and brought it down heavily, shouting, "Begin!!"

Swish!

Bai Mucheng stood sideways, raised his left shoulder to protect his jaw, and raised his right fist to his ribs, assuming the most stable stance, facing Ji Haiwang.

But to everyone's surprise, King Jihai stepped forward with a smile and frankly admitted to Bai Mucheng:

"Brother Shiraki, as expected—I can't beat you no matter what."

Upon hearing this, the audience was immediately stunned.

They actually backed down right from the start!?

Bai Mucheng was also surprised, but Ji Haiwang continued, "But for the sake of Chun Nan, I really want to show you my martial arts skills, so please..."

Silent Sea King turned to the side, leaned forward with his right side outstretched, and sincerely said, "Please come with me for a martial arts demonstration!"

Kumite -

Commonly found in karate, this is a form of unarmed combat where both sides practice offense and defense. There are no fancy moves; the techniques are all focused on practical application and follow the principle of "stopping when the point is reached."

The Silent Sea King's Empty Fist Style can naturally be used in combat!

However, if this arena battle is turned into a "martial arts demonstration," then it is no longer a normal battle. Does the Silent Sea King really want to do that?

"..."

Bai Mucheng pursed his lips, his mind flooded with memories, and he couldn't help but smile.

The personality of the Sea King of Illusion—absolutely impossible!

This is nothing more than a trap on the stage. Ji Hai Wang must be trying to play some tricks and find a weakness in Bai Mu Cheng.

But it cannot be denied that Ji Haiwang is indeed very good at this, because Bai Mucheng was curious about what Ji Haiwang would do.

"Okay!"

Bai Mucheng grinned and took a few steps forward, then stood sideways, extending his right palm forward to touch the back of Ji Haiwang's hand.

The commentator exclaimed, "Shiraki Cheng responded! Is Jikai really going to give up the match and come here to practice kumite techniques!?"

"..."

Silent Sea King smiled gently, "Anyway, thank you."

He said slowly, "What I want to popularize is complete self-defense techniques, not for the purpose of harming others, but for the purpose of achieving victory."

"What I want to show Haruo is not powerful skills, but the 'possibility' of still fighting hard when facing 'power'."

Silent Sea King slowly adjusted his posture.

"Therefore, unlike the dignified 'strongman' Retsu Kaioh, I will try my best to create opportunities when I know I cannot defeat my opponent."

"When you encounter someone with many ulterior motives, take precautions or avoid them in advance."

"When you encounter an honest and straightforward person, you'll find a trap set for them."

King Ji Hai raised his eyes, looking sincerely at Bai Mu Cheng, and asked, "Brother Bai Mu, do you think I am—despicable?"

Bai Mucheng raised an eyebrow, "More than just despicable! It's downright insidious, cunning, and utterly vile!"

Silent Sea King paused for a moment, then couldn't help but let out a dry laugh, "Ah! Haha..."

Bai Mucheng then changed the subject, "But on the other hand, isn't it impressive that the weaker party has the ability to face the stronger party?"

"In other words, facing a powerful enemy, yet still having the courage to protect himself—this kind of Silent Sea King is truly interesting!"

"..."

Hearing this, King Jihai was overjoyed. "Amazing!"

The next second—

"excuse me!"

Silent Sea King let out a low shout, then suddenly gripped Bai Mucheng's right wrist with his right hand, and retreated backward, his feet drawing a semicircle on the ground.

His robust physique possessed astonishing flexibility. Even with Bai Mucheng's right wrist pinned behind his back, he pulled his arms back to their limit, using the force of the impact to strike with his left fist from behind, aiming at Bai Mucheng's jaw.

"drink!"

The speed of the Silent Sea King was extremely fast, far beyond the level of a martial arts demonstration; it was a real battle!

Bai Mucheng had anticipated this, and raised his elbow first, aiming at Ji Haiwang's backhand punch with his left elbow facing outward.

The elbow is much harder than the back of a hand; a head-on collision would only shatter the metacarpal bones.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Ji Haiwang was naturally unwilling to fight a losing battle, so he withdrew his fist, pushed off the ground, turned around, and changed his angle, trying to completely grab Bai Mucheng's arm.

In a flash, Bai Mucheng pushed off the ground with his left leg and twisted, while his right leg swept out swiftly.

[Sagat's forward low sweep kick]!

Swish!

Just as the blow was about to hit, Silent Sea King was forced to release his right hand and lift his right foot to shift the force to the side, but he was still kicked in the ankle.

"Wow—!"

The Silent Sea King cried out in pain, wincing as he limped backward.

After retreating to a safe distance, he rubbed his ankle, looked up with lingering fear, and stared at Bai Mucheng in astonishment.

"That was close! My right foot was almost ruined!"

……

The commentator then realized, "A sneak attack! It's a sneak attack!"

"Under the guise of kumite, the Silent Sea King launched a sneak attack on Shiraki Cheng, but was forced back by Shiraki Cheng's sweeping kick, and the sneak attack failed!"

These words were met with a chorus of boos from the audience.

King Jihai has been in Wu for some days now. Although his skills are indeed superb, his constant lecturing is quite annoying, and many young people can't stand it anymore.

At this moment, he resorted to dirty tricks on the stage, which naturally aroused the dissatisfaction of many people.

"All you can do is spout platitudes!"

"If you're going to fight, then fight! Don't do anything else!"

"Bai Mu, kill him!"

……

The noise from the audience went unnoticed by the Silent Sea King.

He stared intently at Bai Mucheng, his eyes filled with tension and excitement.

"Again..."

Silent Sea King paused, then roared, "Again! Brother Bai Mu, come and try your hand at fusion again, I have other moves to make!"

As he spoke, King Jihai once again extended his right hand, gesturing for Bai Mucheng to come closer.

Experts can see that—

For Ji Haiwang, a "Kongquan Dao master" skilled in joint locks, breaking through Bai Mucheng's mid-range strikes was an extremely difficult task.

But now, he's using the guise of kumite to invite Shiraki Shige to get close—this is practically a dirty trick!

But the Silent Sea King didn't care about that. Instead, he leisurely seduced, "Brother Bai Mu, don't you want to see my other moves?"

"Okay."

Bai Mucheng gave no further reply, stepped closer to Ji Haiwang, and touched the backs of their hands together again.

"brake!"

With a low shout, Ji Haiwang launched a preemptive attack, stepping forward with his right leg to block Bai Mucheng's right leg, while simultaneously twisting Bai Mucheng's right wrist and pressing his entire body forward.

He still wanted to break Bai Mucheng's right arm joint!

But the next second, Bai Mucheng suddenly raised his right leg, pushed off the ground with his left leg and pressed his whole body forward, leaning his back against Ji Haiwang to neutralize the force of his wrist being pulled back.

The unexpected agility of Drunken Fist was brought into play at this moment, allowing him to complete his grappling and throwing preparations before Silent Sea King could!

Bai Mucheng pulled his right arm back and then quickly struck his right elbow back twice.

Jamie O's behind-the-back scissors pose!

Boom!

Ji Haiwang was struck hard in the face with an elbow, and blood gushed out of his nose with a "pfft". A sore and swollen feeling rushed into his nasal cavity. He released Bai Mucheng again and staggered backward.

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"The Sea King's second sneak attack was thwarted by Shiraki Cheng!"

The commentator exclaimed, "Bai Mucheng's powerful counterattack has caused Ji Haiwang's nose to bleed profusely!"

From the audience, cheers erupted for Bai Mucheng.

Many people also disliked Ji Haiwang and told him to get off the stage quickly so as not to spoil the Wu clan's celebration.

"Get out of here, you bearded man!"

"If you're going to fight, fight properly, or I'll kill you!"

"Bring me a knife!"

But among them, a group of muscular men couldn't help but burst into laughter—

"Hahahaha!"

The laughter came from a group of professional wrestlers, led by Tibetan Quwu.