Super Fighting Tokyo.

Even the fallen Himalayan "Destroyer"—Haruo Kono—was moved by this scene, and couldn't help but clench his thick fists.

"This is battle..."

This is battle!

The key to determining the outcome of this battle was Jun Sekirin's unique "awareness" and Shiraki Sei's "accumulation" in dealing with the blows.

Swish!

Guan Linchun swung his heavy fist forward.

Bai Mucheng stood sideways, his left wrist slapping against Guan Linchun's wrist, causing Guan Linchun's heavy fist to glide past his ear.

call out!

[Aura Parry]!

Bai Mucheng twisted his waist and leaned forward, throwing a right straight punch.

boom--!

This punch landed precisely on the front of Guan Linchun's jaw, commonly known as his "chin tip".

It's more effective than directly targeting the jawline!

At the moment of being hit, Guan Linchun's brain and the inner wall of his skull collided violently, like a pinball game.

This caused typical concussion symptoms, making Guan Linchun confused and dizzy, causing his brain to float to the surface, almost making him lose his soul!

The commentator yelled, "He hit it! Guan Linchun was distracted!"

"..."

Upon hearing this, Takeki Shibukawa, who was sitting in the audience, laughed.

“An ordinary person hit in the jaw would definitely lose consciousness and pass out, but the opponent is a professional wrestler, so he is not so easy to knock down.”

"but--"

The Martial Saint abruptly changed the subject, narrowing his eyes, "The attack is working!"

……

This is indeed the case.

In Guan Linchun's eyes, everything in his field of vision was blurry and distorted, like clumps of slime, with various colors mixed together.

Even Bai Mucheng was now like a deformed monster, drifting and swaying incessantly!

"While I can't do what Mr. Shibukawa did, using throws to shake your brain, I can achieve a similar effect with striking techniques."

"Can't see clearly anymore, Brother Guan...?"

Swish!

Before he could finish speaking, Guan Linchun had already reached out his large hand and grabbed Bai Mucheng's hair in a haphazard manner.

He opened his mouth wide, unable to utter a sound, but his face was contorted in a ferocious grimace, the meaning of which was clear—

Whether you can see it clearly or not, if it's something you have in your hands, you can definitely hit it!

Reaching out and grabbing it counts as a move.

Therefore, the next second—

call out!

Bai Mucheng swung his left fist horizontally, so fast it was almost invisible, and struck Guan Linchun's jaw again, causing his eyes to roll back.

"...Huh?"

Guan Linchun murmured a question in his throat, his hands unconsciously loosening, almost causing him to kneel down.

This kind of reaction to the attack was something Guan Linchun had never shown before!

The commentator couldn't help but wonder, "What? Guan Linchun is about to be knocked down?!"

……

"It really worked!"

Zangdi Quwu frowned and explained in a deep voice, "When a super-strong fighter gets serious, their striking speed can surpass human reflexes."

"—Brother Shiraki has almost reached this level!"

"Chun's reaction was even slower due to the dizziness caused by the cerebral concussion, leaving him no time to tense his muscles, not even a moment to prepare himself!"

"In this way, the endurance of professional wrestlers will be brought to the level of that of martial artists, or even no different from that of ordinary people!"

……

"Sorry, Brother Guan, I really can't take any more of your punches..."

Bai Mucheng muttered to himself, his face contorting into a ferocious expression. He gritted his teeth and unleashed a barrage of punches, raining down on Guan Linchun's vital points.

Bang bang bang!

Jaw, throat, midline, waist and abdomen...

The attacks were incredibly fast and continuous, but they were all just feints. In between, two fingers were raised and aimed at Guan Linchun's jaw, aiming to strike down.

【Jamie o Dianchen】!

Snapped!

The fingertips brushed across Guan Linchun's jaw, causing his brain to vibrate rapidly.

Bai Mucheng crouched down, took a step, and then turned his waist to deliver a spinning kick, sweeping his toes with a "Whirlwind Kick" that struck Guan Linchun's jaw three times, sending his consciousness flying even further.

……

……

In a daze, Guan Linchun was lost in memories.

Was that four years? Five years? No, it must have been even earlier.

The super-large karate organization "Rokujin Kaikan" held a large-scale elimination tournament for different martial arts styles.

Various types of athletes participate, including different styles of karate, boxing, Muay Thai, martial arts, sumo wrestling, aikido, and more...

One professional wrestler also signed up, and that was Guan Linchun's "senior" - Zangdi Quwu.

That "god of wrestling" stood out from the preliminary and semi-final rounds using only wrestling skills; his battles were absolutely spectacular!

At the time, Jun Kwan was only in his early 30s and had just become a key member of the group, and he did not understand what "professional wrestling" was.

In the next round, Kyogo Kurachi will face one of the tournament's top "aggressive" players – Mentaro Ikeuchi.

Even so, Tibet persisted in its policy of "no defense" and ultimately suffered defeat.

Afterwards, the naive Guan Linchun did not understand what Tibet had done.

If you can win a battle simply by defending and dodging, why don't Tibetan exorcists do the same?

In response, Tibet said, "How can a professional wrestler not believe in professional wrestling?"

Just that one sentence made Guan Linchun realize the true way of survival for a professional wrestler!

"..."

Why did I suddenly think of these things?

Guan Linchun felt dizzy and disoriented, but vaguely sensed something, as if he had heard the words of the Tibetan exorcist on that day.

That professional wrestler's will transcends the "fight" itself and evolves into a "path" that can be walked!

so good……

Guan Linchun was covered in blood from the beating, but he couldn't help but grin, his face still beaming with smiles.

This feeling of taking it a step further is wonderful!

There are many people I want to thank, such as Zangdi Quwu who tolerated my willfulness, Kano Gen who was willing to accompany me, the Wu clan who provided the arena, and of course, Brother Shiraki...

Well, I'll thank them one by one after I wake up!

……

……

Guan Linchun grinned, still standing with his center of gravity low, but he was covered in blood and his eyes were vacant.

"Victory or defeat - "

Just as the commentator was about to speak, she saw Bai Mucheng jump back and crouch down, assuming a sprinting and suppressing stance, aiming at the unconscious Guan Linchun.

"Hey!"

Seeing this, not only the commentator but also Hose Kanzaki in the audience panicked.

Should we continue fighting?! Have we gotten carried away?!

"brake!"

With a loud shout, Bai Mucheng assumed a sprint starting stance, pushing off the ground with both legs and sprinting forward.

Ultimate Technique -

【Luke O Grey Horse Knight】!

Ode!

Bai Mucheng tackled Guan Linchun, making him lie on his back, and then straddled Guan Linchun, clenching his fists and aiming downwards.

"Wait a moment!"

Hose Kanzaki tried to raise his hand to stop her, but it was too late.

Bai Mu, pressing down on Guan Linchun, clenched his right fist, pulled it back, aimed at Guan Linchun's head, and slammed it down with all his might.

boom!

The powerful punch didn't hit Guan Linchun, but instead smashed into the side of his head, creating a crater in the ground.

"one!"

Bai Mucheng shouted loudly and immediately followed up with a second punch from his left hand.