Super Fighting Tokyo.

Liu Longguang was so frightened by this feeling that he was speechless for a moment.

Then, the "old man" suddenly raised his hand and beckoned to Liu Longguang—or more accurately, to Liu Longguang's back.

"Haha, Lie, you're here? Long time no see! Thank you for coming to pick me up so late at night..."

The old man was laughing very happily, muttering to himself incessantly.

Retsukai was clearly surprised. "Teacher, why are you out alone? It was raining just now. Where is the person who brought you here?"

"After the rain stopped, I let them go first! After all, they are all outsiders, and it wouldn't be good to scare them."

The old man waved his hands repeatedly, "By the way, Lie, Liu Haiwang mentioned in private that he misses you a lot. Remember to call and say hello when you have time."

Lie Haiwang smiled faintly, "Definitely, I remember."

He turned to introduce Liu Haiwang to Bai Mucheng and the others, saying, "Liu Haiwang is my teacher at Bailin Temple. He is nearly a hundred years old, but he is still very healthy."

Seeing this, the old man raised an eyebrow. "Lie, you look good. It seems you've made some good friends—that's good too!"

"..."

When he said this, Liu Longguang was standing between the two of them.

Lie Haiwang put the sunflower seeds back in his pocket, unable to hide the smile on his face, and earnestly introduced them to his friends:

"This is me... no."

Lie changed his tune and emphasized, "This is Guo Haihuang, the 'teacher' of the boxing style itself—his heroic figure at the age of 146 is nothing short of miraculous!"

"..."

In fact, Retsu no Kaioh didn't need to say a word.

Just like when you meet Yujiro Hanma, you feel nervous and trembling involuntarily—that kind of feeling.

The instant I saw Guo Haihuang and sensed his presence—

Whether it was Shiraki Shō, Tokita Ohma, or Arisa or Yagyō, they were all stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help but applaud. Even Kuroki Gensai was full of praise.

clap clap clap...

Liu Longguang broke out in a cold sweat upon hearing this.

Chapter 342 The Powerful One (Part Three and Four)

clap clap clap...

A soft patter of applause rang out from the street.

It wasn't for celebration, nor was it provoked by anything; it was simply to express respect, like feeling nervous when facing a wild beast.

"..."

Liu Longguang opened his left eye wide and, upon hearing the introduction from Lie Haiwang behind him, looked at the withered old man in astonishment.

"You are...Liu?"

Guo Haihuang, sitting in his wheelchair, smiled leisurely:

"Those who practice the Yin Juan Poison Hand, I've heard you've incorporated this technique into a skill called 'Void Path.' I originally wanted to see it for myself, but..."

The old man looked at Liu Longguang, "Hmm, still not back to your senses?"

Liu Longguang finally came to his senses and broke out in a cold sweat, but he could only bite the bullet and respond.

"It's an honor. I've long heard of the 'Sea Emperor' of the martial arts world. I heard you're already 146 years old, but I didn't expect your fighting spirit to remain so."

"..."

Upon hearing this, Guo Haihuang waved his hands repeatedly, "Hey, you're too kind, and you're being a little too nervous."

He stretched out his small fist—almost the same size as Arisa's, far from the size of a strong man's fist.

"Look, for someone who practices the Poison Hand technique, my body is already old and decayed."

Guo Haihuang calmly said, "This kind of punch—let alone beating up other people, it can't even break a brick. Its power is very average!"

Liu Longguang sneered in agreement, "Why do I feel like you're lying?"

How could that be?

Guo Haihuang smiled, "Because, no power is needed."

Liu Longguang was stunned upon hearing this.

Guo Haihuang continued, "The elderly, the weak, women and children—those who lack physical strength are the ones who need technology the most."

"If martial arts cannot be used by the weak, then what is the point of its existence?"

"When necessary, use the necessary speed, employ the necessary techniques... and control your emotions to seize the right moment to strike."

"As long as you can accurately grasp the timing, you don't even need speed..."

Guo Haihuang took off his sunglasses and wiped them casually, revealing a pair of elderly yet clear eyes that faintly shone.

He looked at Liu Longguang and said, "This kind of thing is hard for you to understand, right? That's why you're weak."

……

……

Meanwhile, Retsu Kaioh was also introducing himself to his friends.

However, Lie Haiwang did not know the details of Guo Haihuang's past, only having heard general rumors and combined them with fragmentary information to draw conclusions.

About a hundred years ago, Guo Haihuang was proud of his superhuman strength and used it to challenge martial arts, but was eventually defeated by an old man.

At that time, Guo Haihuang was defeated by the "principles of boxing" held by the old man!

From then on, Guo Haihuang sacrificed all his muscles and dedicated everything to mastering the principles of boxing, eventually reaching the pinnacle of boxing!

He didn't rely on past seniority, but on "strength"—he reigned supreme at the pinnacle of boxing!

……

……

Liu Longguang's right eyeball was blown out, his left hand was also fractured in an open fracture, and his body was soaked in blood, making him look extremely gruesome.

Knowing he couldn't leave unscathed, he assumed a fighting stance and raised his right hand, which had been poisoned.

"..."

Guo Haihuang squinted at it, then sighed and shook his head, "I originally wanted to see how the Poison Hand technique would develop in the unorthodox sects, but I didn't expect it to be so mediocre."

Sweat beaded on Liu Longguang's forehead, but he didn't want to show weakness in terms of momentum. "Heh, an old man who has lived for 146 years, has he never used any tricks in his life?"

"No, no, no, those things don't matter..."

Guo Haihuang shook his head repeatedly, "The reason I look down on you isn't because you like to use underhanded tricks, but simply because of a lack of skill—"

"It's simply because your skills are still too immature."

"..."

These words, once uttered, caused Liu Longguang far more humiliation than any moral condemnation.

His fear turned to anger, and he glared at Guo Haihuang.

At the same time, Guo Haihuang also stood up from his wheelchair and slowly took steps forward.

The footsteps were light, yet they felt like a moving mountain, with a misty, overwhelming feeling that made it hard to breathe!

He was clearly just an old man who would fall over with a push...

Muscle atrophy, deteriorating eyesight, and nearing the end of his physiological lifespan—he seems destined to die of old age in battle!

—This is how Liu Longguang convinced himself.

"Well!!"

He grunted, as if he had been driven to the brink of despair. His face suddenly darkened, and he rushed forward, striking Guo Haihuang with a deadly blow.

Swish!

Guo Haihuang remained standing with his arms hanging naturally at his sides.

In the instant that their paths crossed, in a flash—

call out!

Guo Haihuang's right wrist swayed slightly.

The two figures passed each other.

poof...

Something fell to the ground.

Bai Mucheng and the other audience members stared intently and were shocked to see that Liu Longguang's "entire right hand" had been neatly cut open at the wrist and was lying on the ground!

There was neither the cold glint of a wielding blade nor any significant build-up of strength; they simply brushed past each other as if taking a leisurely stroll.

It seemed that Guo Haihuang simply swung his right wrist and threw a quick punch.

And then... cut... cut open the human body...!?

Liu Longguang didn't react in time, and didn't even feel the pain. It took him several seconds before he finally knelt down and wailed, pressing down on his right wrist.

"Wow—!"

"..."

Such an astonishing scene left even the martial arts prodigy, Retsukai-oh, stunned.

Shiraki, Ohma, Yoru, and Arisa—all of them stared wide-eyed and couldn't help but swallow.

As for "Kuroki Gensai", he was also shocked by this.

"Hmm! This is truly the pinnacle of 'technique,' practically the embodiment of boxing. Even I, Kuroki, cannot match it..."

Kuroki raised his palm, trying to explain to the others.