Super Fighting Tokyo.

"..."

"Do not."

Wu Huili shook her head, "After all, it's 100% [liberated]. In terms of the power of punches and kicks, Lei'an is still superior."

"What truly changed the situation was the 'quality of the combo'!"

"Shiraki's continuous punches and kicks dragged Raian into a rhythm, striking his vital points or when he was most relaxed in his attacks."

"In terms of the quality of combos, Shiraki has the advantage and is gradually conquering Raian!!"

……

……

Sunrise Music Festival - Extreme Point!

"brake!"

Bai Mucheng landed a right uppercut, striking Wu Lei'an in the jaw and sending him tumbling into the air.

Immediately afterward, he swung his right fist to gather strength, aimed at the falling Wu Lei'an, and mustered all his strength, with more than 36 trillion cells in his body working together!

Hit the extreme—

[Extreme Point - Fierce Powerful Punch]!

Boom!!!

Wu Lei'an was struck in the abdomen and flew backward at an angle, crashing heavily to the ground like a cannonball, leaving a bloody crater in the sand.

"...!!"

The audience watched this scene with expressions of disbelief.

The young woman from the Wu clan, who was in charge of the commentary, swallowed hard and prepared to step forward to check on Wu Lei'an's condition before announcing the outcome of the match.

Shiraki Cheng bared his teeth and warned, "Don't come!"

And the next second—

Get lost!!!

Wu Lei'an rolled over and stood up, stepping on the edge of the pit with a loud thud.

Even a layman could see that he was in extremely poor condition, having suffered a severe blow to his abdomen, and could only barely maintain his [Liberation] state.

This is an unprecedented crisis!

Even so—the demon named "Wu Lei'an" is still laughing!

That wasn't a tactic; it was simply acting on impulse, pushing one's body to its limits to do what "Wu Lei'an" was supposed to do!

"Huff... Huff—!"

Wu Lei'an strode out and walked towards Bai Mucheng. They both raised their foreheads and collided violently.

boom!

The two men faced each other forehead to forehead, exchanging blows and kicks.

But for both Wu Lei'an and Bai Mucheng, this was no longer a "movement"; they were merely fighting each other with their remaining strength!

why?

Even God doesn't know!

Apart from Shiraki Sei and Wu Lei'an, no one else can understand!

The fierce battle had escalated to this point, leaving only a desperate fight between them, pushing both [Fighting Spirit] and [Demon] to their physical limits.

Fractures, contusions, bleeding, tears, swelling, pain, fatigue...

The burdens added by the battles are too numerous to count!

Therefore, the two of them sincerely hoped to become stronger, and this strong desire eventually manifested in their bodies.

If I encounter another equally intense battle, I must become even stronger than I am now!

Bang bang!

Now, their fighting continues.

Now, they are all moving forward in ways that non-fighters cannot comprehend!

Two different warriors, both bleeding the same bright red blood, both yearning to become stronger and vowing to go further, thus choosing to do this!

Kneeling in defeat? Shaking hands in reconciliation? A live martial arts demonstration?

That kind of trivial matter is easy, of course!

But—if you want to become stronger, you can only choose a more difficult path!

This principle applies to everything!

boom!

Wu Lei'an threw a heavy punch, hitting Bai Mucheng squarely in the face.

Bai Mucheng retaliated with a high sweeping kick, striking Wu Lei'an in the neck, causing his black eyes to roll back, and ultimately losing consciousness.

poof...

Wu Lei'an fell to his side, while Bai Mucheng knelt on the ground.

The position of the final strike becomes the key to victory or defeat.

"..."

The scene was quiet for a few seconds.

Only after Bai Mucheng spat out a mouthful of blood did the commentator finally come to her senses and shout with all her might:

"The outcome is decided!!!"

Chapter 326 Continue to Enjoy the Process

This is a temporary arena specially built for the Wu clan's summer festival.

At this moment, the arena was stained with blood, the sandy ground was riddled with craters of all sizes, and several pieces of the wooden fence were destroyed. The scene was truly horrific.

From a common sense perspective, blood loses its temperature very quickly after leaving the human body.

However, now, every viewer shares the same feeling—

The arena was made fiery hot by blood, even filled with life, making the spectators' blood boil!

"The outcome is decided—!!!"

"Both sides fought to the death until the very end. In the end, the [Demon] fell, while the [Fighting Spirit] held on to its teetering body!"

"This battle was incredibly shocking, even terrifying!"

"But as expected..."

"As expected—a battle must have a result!"

The commentator shouted loudly, "Wu Lei'an has lost!"

"That ferocity, that violence, and that chilling power were defeated by Bai Mucheng—his terrifying combination of punches and kicks!"

"call……"

The female commentator took a deep breath.

"One was lying on his back, and the other was kneeling. Both soldiers were covered in wounds, with not only fractures and bleeding, but also several broken teeth!"

"But no one will think this appearance is pathetic!"

"What a powerful and beautiful pose!!"

"The two warriors fought to the death, and the ending was so shocking that it left the entire audience speechless, without even a chance to cheer!"

"The victor—Shiraki Cheng!!!"

……

……

The audience remained silent, still reeling from the shock of the final battle.

Shiraki Chengze remained kneeling on the ground, his eyes glazed over, feeling excruciating pain throughout his body, as if his body was about to fall apart.

"Huh...huh..."

He exhaled hot breaths.

Without a doubt, he was beaten so badly that he was covered in injuries, even quite severely.

The bridge of the nose, jawbone, ribs, and hand bones all have varying degrees of cracks or fractures.

There are sprains and mild inflammation in the neck, wrists, and ankles.

Extensive subcutaneous bruising and bleeding...

And so on.

Even so—even though it hurt so much he wanted to wail—Bai Mucheng couldn't help but genuinely love this moment!

This feels amazing!

Bai Mucheng barely opened his eyes, one eyelid was swollen from being hit, but his vision gradually became clear as he scanned the scene around him.

Ah, I can see it very clearly.

Formidable enemies, friends, lovers, relatives, seniors, and even the masters emerging from the surging ink paintings...

They are so beautiful!

But upon closer reflection, whether this scene would actually unfold was something Shiramu Cheng had never imagined.

"..."