Super Fighting Tokyo.

“People were cold to Okubo, thinking he would give up again soon.”

"At that time, no one noticed that Okubo had only withdrawn from the competition, but had not given up any training."

Koshoku looked at Okubo, who had fallen to the ground.

"Because Okubo noticed that in mixed martial arts, the strength of a combination technique is 100% proportional to the level of effort put in!"

"It was precisely because of the 'inevitability' of the combination technique that he was able to deliver the blow to Shiraki-san!"

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"Cough...!"

Okubo pushed himself up, a trickle of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth. He felt pain spreading from his back, as if his whole body had been shattered.

"Wow, that was amazing! I almost got into serious trouble!"

He steadied himself, lowered his center of gravity, and clenched his fists again to form a defensive stance.

On the other hand, Shiraki Cheng didn't care about the bloodstains on his face. He stood sideways and still adopted a stance that favored weak strikes.

Okubo attacks first!

shuh...

He slid forward quickly, unleashing a flurry of punches from both sides, the air crackling with each blow, his momentum astonishing.

But Bai Mucheng could tell that these were just feints, so he simply raised his left arm and used his wrist to deflect and block, letting the fists graze past him.

shhhhhh!

After a flurry of punches and kicks, Okubo suddenly twisted his waist and kicked out with his left leg in a low sweep.

Swish!

This is just a feint!

Shiraki raised his left leg forward and easily dodged the attack.

"Aha!"

Okubo was not surprised at all. He quickly landed his left foot after kicking out, then twisted his waist and turned around, swinging his right leg back and delivering a powerful upper sweep.

Whoosh!

"That's the trick!"

Bai Mucheng's gaze sharpened, and he stomped his left leg, which he had just raised, on the ground. At the same time, he turned to the side, spread his five fingers like claws, and lowered his center of gravity.

This move is a technique from Russian wrestling, which can block an opponent's standing kick, but it requires extremely precise timing.

When it comes to physical skills——

【Zangirv O Tundra Storm】!

Swish!

Shiraki Shigeaki brought his arms together, grabbed Okubo's right leg, twisted his waist and rolled over, slamming Okubo heavily to the ground!

"Wow!"

Boom—!

Okubo landed on his back, kicking up a cloud of dust, but at the same time he put his left hand behind his head to prevent himself from being knocked unconscious.

Taking this opportunity, Okubo immediately bent over, raised his legs upwards, and tried to clamp Shiraki's neck to complete the ground grappling technique.

The commentator exclaimed in surprise, "Is that a chokehold?!"

"—!"

Shiraki, of course, could not do as Okubo wished, but instead of withdrawing, he pushed off the ground and charged forward before Okubo's legs could close.

Swish!

Like a sprinter, Shiraki Cheng squeezed through the gap, his head moving from under Okubo's crotch to Okubo's waist and abdomen in an instant, before continuing forward.

He aimed at Okubo's jaw, who was lying on his back on the ground!

"Stop!"

[Zangief's headbutt]!

--boom!

Okubo's jaw was struck by Shiraki's forehead, producing a crisp "crack" sound.

Immediately, blood gushed from his mouth, and several of his teeth became loose.

"Ugh—!?"

Okubo felt a soreness in his teeth, and his vision became somewhat blurred.

If it were an ordinary thug, or even a third-rate fighter, taking this headbutt would knock them unconscious, or at least leave them dazed for a few seconds.

But Okubo is no stepping stone!

His already robust physique, combined with his high fighting spirit, makes his resilience extraordinary!

"ah!"

Okubo gritted his teeth and roared, grabbing Shiraki's head with both hands.

Just as he was about to give chase, Shiramu Cheng suddenly rolled forward and used a spinning back kick to smash his back into his face.

"...!"

Okubo's nose was pressed down hard.

His grasp was a temporary measure, and being horizontal, it naturally couldn't catch the "vertically rolling" head of the white wooden frame.

Whoa!

Bai Mucheng took advantage of the situation to break free, rolling forward once to escape the ground combat range.

"Wonderful!"

The commentator just realized what was happening, "Okubo's miraculous grip was unexpectedly and skillfully broken by Shiraki!"

Okubo was struck hard on the nose, but he remained lying on his back.

boom!

Bai Mucheng leaped forward, extending his left arm forward and raising his right arm to maintain his balance, while simultaneously kicking his left leg diagonally downward.

【Jamie O Mech Assault】!

call out!

With lightning speed, he launched a downward slant kick towards Okubo's neck.

Just as the killing move was about to hit, the dazed Okubo suddenly opened his eyes wide, sat up, and flipped over, quickly changing into a prone position.

boom!

Because Okubo shifted a body length to the side, Shiraki Sho missed his footing.

—Now!

Okubo bared his teeth menacingly, took a large step forward, and smashed a heavy punch into Shiraki's face.

boom!

A heavyweight mixed martial artist's punch can shake a person's brain with just one blow.

Bai Mucheng's consciousness briefly went into a daze.

Immediately, Okubo opened his arms, grabbed Shiraki's waist and abdomen, and slammed him heavily to the ground in a backflip position.

Boom!

Bai Mucheng landed on his back and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

But Okubo's actions never stopped.

He turned around, straddled Bai Mucheng's waist, and swung his iron hammer down hard on Bai Mucheng's face.

"Haa!"

After the suppression was completed, muffled thuds continued, and bright red blood splattered everywhere, creating a horrific scene.

However, Shiraki, having undergone Zangief's Russian-style training, possessed considerable strength in his abdominal muscles. He immediately used a bridge-like motion to lift Okubo off his back.

shuh...

But just as Shiraki Cheng stood up, Okubo rushed forward and slammed his knee into Shiraki Cheng's face.

boom! !

Shiraki was forced to cough up blood from his mouth and nose, but at the same time he reached out and grabbed Okubo's head, completing the neck choke.

By engaging the waist and abdomen, the body sways left and right, disrupting its center of gravity.

A swift and powerful knee strike upwards—

【Sagat o Tiger Suspended】!

boom!

With a muffled thud, Okubo's front teeth were shattered by the knee, blood spurting from his mouth and nose as he was thrown backward, supported by Shiraki.

Swish...

The two sides widened the distance again.

The two had each won and lost, and logically they should have started a new round of testing each other, but the skills of fighters are often beyond the realm of reason.

Swish!

Ignoring the soreness on his face, Okubo gritted his teeth and charged forward, delivering an elbow strike to Shiraki's side, forcing Shiraki to turn around and deflect the force.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Okubo launched a series of attacks, maintaining a sustained pressure.

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