Super Fighting Tokyo.

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On the fighting arena.

Little Ali continued to move with light steps, his arms swinging naturally in rhythm, his eyebrows raised and his eyes looking forward.

Adam stood firmly in place.

Although the wound on his face looks scary, it's just skin damage.

"spit!"

The blood flowed into Adam's mouth, which he spat out and then wiped his mouth.

"Wow, this is so sharp! Is this even considered heavyweight boxing?"

"But—young master of the star, I'm not some sissy. Don't think you can make me cry out in pain with a mere 'knife'!"

Adam clenched his fists, lowered his center of gravity, and moved extremely roughly, yet the sense of oppression suddenly surged.

"There are more ways to fight than just 'boxing,' and I'll teach you that!"

Swish!

Adam pushed off the ground and charged forward like a chariot, quickly closing in on Ali.

The two were of similar height, but Adam had a slight advantage in weight and muscle mass, so he planned to make full use of this advantage.

shhhhhh!

Adam launched a series of powerful punches, but Ali deftly leaned back to dodge, avoiding being hit at all.

The former advances, the latter retreats.

Adam quickly cornered Ali at the edge of the ring, with a half-person-high wooden fence behind him, leaving him no way out.

"Aha!"

Adam grinned maliciously. "I heard your old man once leaned against the edge of the boxing ring and dodged more than twenty punches in ten seconds?"

Little Ali looked relaxed, as if he were inviting Adam to experience it for himself.

OK!

Adam bared his teeth in response, his gleaming FUCK stained with blood, and then roared as he swung his right fist horizontally.

But this was just a feint!

Adam's real move was to use the force of his right hook to twist his waist and raise his right leg high, then launch a sweeping kick at Ali.

Compared to a hook punch, a sweep kick has a wider range and is more likely to hit an opponent who has been cornered!

Swish!

Adam kicked swiftly.

In that instant, Ali leaned back with the slightest movement, precisely dodging Adam's kick, and then hooked his right fist upwards.

boom!

That incredibly fast fist, with its superior arm span, slipped into an opening in Adam's movements and struck him in the groin.

"...!!"

In an instant, Adam groaned, clutched his groin and collapsed, wincing in pain as he rolled around on the ring.

"Falling down! Falling down~!"

The commentator exclaimed, "Adam has been hit in a vital spot! Is the match about to end?!"

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"That was incredibly fast."

Gaolang's dead fish eyes were fixed on the television without blinking.

As an active heavyweight boxing champion and a boxer known for his jab, he naturally knew about the "God of Boxing".

Although their styles as boxers are completely different, it is not difficult to see the key point in Gaolang's case.

"Muhammad Ali himself—though a heavyweight, his speed was said to be comparable to that of lightweights and featherweights."

"And this Ali Jr.'s dodging and punching speed just now is probably at the flyweight or strawweight level."

In other words, he's going to be faster than his father!

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On the fighting arena.

After delivering his punch, Ali made no follow-up move, letting Adam roll around as he pleased.

The commentator craned his neck, "Is Adam not going to make it? It must be in so much pain! It must be incredibly painful!"

The next second—

Swish!

Adam's headbutt nearly hit Ali, but Ali dodged it again by leaning back.

"Huh...huh..."

Adam clutched his groin with one hand, panting heavily, his forehead veins bulging from the pain, and his body trembling uncontrollably.

The commentator shouted, "Adam has stood up! He's going to fight again! He's going to keep fighting!"

"...FUCK!!"

A few beads of cold sweat appeared on Adam's forehead.

He felt a sharp pain in his lower body, which almost made him dizzy.

Although it feels fine, it will take some time to fully recover.

Since that's the case—

Swish!

Adam gritted his teeth, strode toward Little Ali, and threw a series of rough punches, intending to buy time to recover through a fierce attack.

Swish! Swish! Swish...

He threw a flurry of fierce punches, but Little Ali dodged them all by leaning back.

Adam stepped closer, while Ali leaped back, his light and agile movements allowing him to easily dodge every heavy punch.

It was still a situation where one person advanced while the other retreated.

This time, learning from his previous experience, Ali did not retreat in a straight line, but instead started to circle around.

*Snap snap—whoosh!*

Little Ali swings his legs and jumps quickly, crossing them forward and backward.

No matter the angle from which Adam throws a punch or kick, Ali can easily dodge it, just like a fluttering butterfly.

"A legendary skill has been recreated! This is one of Muhammad Ali's signature skills!"

The commentator couldn't hide his excitement, "What an honor to witness the 'Butterfly Step' in this underground arena!"

"How should Adam respond?!"

"..."

"FUCK!"

Adam lunged forward with his arms outstretched, but Ali jumped back to dodge him.

Adam's missed move exposed a huge weakness, making it easy for anyone to find an opening to retaliate.

Strangely, Little Ali did not counterattack, but continued to dodge.

"...!?"

Soon, many people, including Adam, realized that Little Ali had no intention of fighting back at all, but was waiting for Adam to fully recover!

"Tch, they really underestimated me!"

Adam was furious and continued his relentless attacks, but to no avail.

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The commentator was tense, asking, "Is Adam out of options?!"

--No.

Laymen viewers obviously can't tell, but experts watching the game can definitely sense it.

The fighter named Adam Dadoli, though indeed very annoyed, was not blinded by anger.

He continued his relentless attack, but these were all effortless feints. While recovering, he also took the opportunity to observe Little Ali's movements.

"..."

Mr. Mitarai looked at the screen and said, "Adam is a good fighter. He has a good mentality and physical fitness, and he also has experience in underground fighting."

The old gentleman couldn't help but wonder, "How will he overcome that beautiful butterfly step?"

Upon hearing this, Bai Mucheng laughed and said, "There's more than just 'Butterfly Dance' when it comes to the evaluation of that 'Ali'."

"Oh?"

Mitarai was taken aback for a moment, then realized, "I see..."

Gaolang added in a deep voice, "And 'bee sting'."

"The bee's sting and the butterfly's dance—that's the perfect description of Muhammad Ali's fighting style."

"..."

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