Super Fighting Tokyo.

Wu Huili explained, "Fake moves and feints are not exclusive to professional wrestling, nor are they the privilege of despicable people."

"Are professional wrestlers good at lying?"

Wu Huili grinned, "If a fighter really starts lying, their skill level is no less than that of a professional wrestler!"

Chapter 289: Full of Spirit!

Wu Huili and Shechuan Gangqi were both seasoned veterans, and they immediately saw the key point.

As a senior figure in the professional wrestling world, Zangdi Quwu is also very quick-witted and can understand things very easily.

"I see!"

Kōgo Tsōji grinned and explained to Hosei Kanzaki beside him:

"What Mr. Wu means is that among the countless moves and techniques of martial artists, the acting aspect is just as important."

"Probing, footsteps, feints, anticipation..."

"The difference is that the fighters' acting is tailored to their opponents!"

"If professional wrestling is like a theatrical performance that requires stage tension, then the 'performances' of the fighters are like a meticulously detailed movie screen!"

"Although they don't need to shout like they do on a 'stage,' the fighters' unconventional acting skills are just as good!"

The Tibetans laughed heartily.

"Haha, if the Silent Sea King thinks that performing is his privilege, then he's going to get a beating!"

……

……

"Cough—!"

Silent Sea King lay on his back, clutching one cheek, coughing up blood incessantly. He was in so much pain that he rolled around on the ground, spitting out several broken teeth.

Fortunately, his karate skills were specialized in grappling and self-defense. He ducked before being struck by the hand chop, thus avoiding being slashed in the neck.

"Wow, amazing!"

Ji Hai Wang covered his face and half-squatted down, trying to open his eyes wide as he looked at Bai Mu Cheng who was approaching step by step.

In his eyes, the figure that was already more robust than him was now even taller, and he could even see the glint in its eyes, leaving two streaks of light in mid-air.

"Incredible skill! Incredible appearance!!"

King Jihai exclaimed in praise, then leaped backward to dodge Bai Mucheng's follow-up punch.

Swish!

Silent Sea King retreated in large strides, circling on the sandy arena to catch his breath, and couldn't help but reveal a look of wild joy on his face.

It's amazing that there are such talented young people out there!

That's why...

That's why I will never admit defeat!

Silent Sea King retreated to a safe distance, looked up at Bai Mucheng, and said in a deep voice:

"My wish is to popularize complete self-defense techniques and let martial arts serve as excellent social education to guide those who are lost."

"What I want is someone who can handle everything, whether it's criminals, fighters, hardship, torture, etc."

"Come on, Shiraki Cheng!"

Ji Haiwang stretched out his arms, then grabbed and pulled back with both hands, gesturing to Bai Mucheng.

"Even someone as strong as you is nothing more than a 'formidable opponent.' Let me show you my skills!"

"..."

Shiramu Cheng raised both arms, clenched his fists slightly forward, and adopted a flexible kicking stance, his body moving lightly to follow the rhythm.

The surrounding ink-wash painting surged and churned, like countless fireworks bursting forth, from which a thumb emerged, followed by Dio Jie's gleaming white teeth.

Follow your Rhythm! Move with your own Rhythm!

Rhythm is everything, Buddy!

Rhythm.

His powerful body moves in rhythm with the attack, which is the signature kick of Dee Jermaine, nicknamed "Southern Comet"!

"Ah ha ha!"

Bai Mucheng swayed, pushed off the ground with his feet, swung his arms back to increase the momentum, and rushed forward quickly, getting close to Ji Haiwang.

【Charge with Fighting Spirit】!

Ode!

In the instant they were close, Bai Mucheng slammed his fist down, striking Ji Haiwang's raised arms, followed by a flurry of blows from both sides.

【DJO Funk Dance】!

Boom!

Two heavy punches from the left and right, followed by a quick backhand punch, were all taken by Silent Sea King through gritted teeth.

Taking advantage of Bai Mucheng's moment of retraction, Ji Haiwang reached out with both hands, still intending to use a grappling technique.

In an instant—

Swish!

Bai Mucheng pushed off the ground with his heels, leaned back, and swayed backward as he moved backward.

【DJO Stay Cool!】

This move allows for flexible positioning, making it easier to execute kicks or move forward, but Shiraki Seung immediately changed his move, throwing a swift uppercut.

【DJ O Sky-Piercing Flying Blade】!

Swish!

This uppercut is different from a rising dragon punch or boxing; it doesn't involve extending the folded elbow, but rather uses the shoulder and chest muscles to drive the entire arm.

Therefore, it has relatively low power, but extremely high speed!

"brake!"

Bai Mucheng's fist aimed straight for Ji Haiwang's jaw.

Silent Sea King hurriedly looked up to dodge, but the curly-haired bearded man was too late to retreat and had a tuft of hair knocked off by Bai Mucheng's fist.

Swish!

The commentator gripped the microphone tightly, "The Sea King's counterattack failed, and Bai Mucheng's combo is coming!"

The roots of the beard were attached to the skin of the chin, and drops of blood oozed out after they were pulled out.

"hiss!"

King Jihai gritted his teeth and endured the pain, but his eyes were fixed on Bai Mucheng's movements, unable to relax for a moment.

All engines are running!

Blood vessels burst from Bai Mucheng's eyes, as if chains were pulling at his pupils, causing them to tremble violently.

The body's unconsciousness is completely abandoned, and the moves pour out like a tidal wave.

【DJO Funk Dance】!

Bang! Bang! Smash!

He unleashed a rapid barrage of punches and kicks, followed by a step-back turn and a sweeping whip kick that struck the Silent Sea King's thigh. He then used the momentum to stomp the ground and turn around.

【DieJie's Feinting Spinning Step】!

Swish!

Bai Mucheng turned around with his strength but did not kick, which startled Ji Haiwang and shattered his preparations for being attacked.

Bai Mucheng unleashed a rapid series of left and right uppercuts.

【DJ O Sky-Piercing Flying Blade】!

Boom!

After the first two kicks, the third kick is another feint, followed by a push-off and turn, a [feigned spinning step], and after two spins, a solid kick follows.

boom!

"Waaah!"

The Silent Sea King gritted his teeth and growled, already drenched in cold sweat.

As a master of martial arts at the level of a sea king, he had experienced countless battles and was not incapable of predicting his opponent's moves, but at this moment he really had no good solution.

There are too many feints and bluffs, and they're too fast to predict. You can't even anticipate when the next attack will come!

shhhhhh...

Bai Mucheng pushed off the ground and turned around, immediately followed by an uppercut, but in an instant he withdrew his move as a feint and then launched a fierce straight punch, hitting Ji Haiwang in the abdomen.

"Well--!!"

King Jihai let out a muffled groan of pain.

He felt as if the white wooden figure in front of him had sprouted countless fists and feet, like a combination of unpredictable sharp weapons, and he had no idea how to defend himself.

it is good……

How terrifying!

Silent Sea King's body contracted, and he could only prepare to be attacked from all sides, gritting his teeth and enduring it.

But doing so would consume a lot of physical and mental energy, and there would be no more opportunities to find weaknesses, leaving one to watch helplessly as one is defeated!

Am I going to lose?