Super Fighting Tokyo.

After staring blankly, Haiwang slowly got up, covering his groin with one hand and wiping the foam from the corner of his mouth with the other, and said, "Thank you for your guidance, Haiwang."

Shiraki shouted, "The outcome is decided! Two consecutive victories!"

……

……

Except for Aquaman staggering off the stage.

Next up was a Thai man with a wheatish complexion, a lean build, and a stern face.

—Samwan the Sea King!

Li Haiwang continued, "Samwang Haiwang, twenty-five years old."

"His teacher, Su Liusheng, went to Thailand about eighteen years ago and made a living by fighting Muay Thai for prize money."

"His observation of young Samwan playing with a cobra became the catalyst for the encounter between boxing and Muay Thai."

"Finally, two years ago, Samwan was recognized and awarded the title of Sea King."

"..."

On the arena.

Samwan's height was still slightly taller than Retsu Kaioh, so he looked down at him.

Retsukai raised an eyebrow and recalled, "Samwan, in an interview, you made the following astonishing statement—"

"Qi, breathing power, and force exertion are all deceptions."

"Whether it's boxing or martial arts, it's ultimately just a contest of athletic ability, about how to use the body effectively. There's no room for magic!"

Retsu Kaioh looked at Samwan, then suddenly his eyelids curved into a smile, "Well then, I'm going to 'use magic' now."

"—!?"

Upon hearing this, Samwan was initially startled, but then became completely focused.

Retsukai no Okita slowly raised his hands.

The next second—

Swish!

He half-clenched his fists and placed them in front of his mouth, forming a narrow passage, and exhaled the air from his lungs in an instant.

call out!

The precise "air arrow" flew a few steps and struck Samwan in the eyes, forcing him to close his eyes and lose his vision.

"ah!"

In desperation, Samwan unleashed a flurry of Muay Thai kicks, but unsurprisingly, they missed.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw the Sea King's huge hand attacking him, pressing down on his face, pushing him backward, and then slamming him to the ground.

Boom!

Samwan landed on the back of his head, creating a crater in the sand. His eyes were shaken and he was unable to stand up for a long time.

"Their thinking is not mature enough."

King Lie looked down at his opponent for the third time and said in a deep voice, "As fellow practitioners of Muay Thai, your willingness to sacrifice yourself is worlds apart from that of [Fighting God] Gaolang Unsawadoo!"

Samwan was unable to refute, stood up dazedly, and retreated to the sidelines to rest.

Shiramu Cheng raised his clenched fist high, "The outcome is decided! Three consecutive victories!!"

……

……

The former is over; the latter takes the stage.

Next up was Aquaman, who wasn't very tall, but had a very sturdy build, thick muscles, and a round face with thick eyebrows.

"Diamond Fist, Yang Haiwang".

Li Haiwang continued his introduction.

However, due to Lie Haiwang's previous impressive three-game winning streak, Li Haiwang was now sweating nervously, and his voice was inevitably hoarse.

"The Vajra Fist aims to transform the five limbs into Vajra."

"At first, we used wooden swords for striking training; then we were whipped with iron chains; we were run over by large vehicles; and even, we had to withstand the iron balls from old-fashioned cannons with our bodies!"

"It is said that the final training content is to meditate and cultivate oneself under a waterfall with a drop of 30 meters in the middle of the night when a typhoon is raging, enduring falling debris and rocks."

"Only then can it be considered a complete training."

"..."

Hiss!

Yang Haiwang tore off his shirt, revealing thick, full muscles that even shimmered with a metallic sheen.

boom!boom!

He pounded his chest twice, signaling to Lie Haiwang, "Don't hold back, Lie, come and beat me up as much as you like!"

To everyone's surprise, upon hearing this, King Liehai looked puzzled, even somewhat amused and exasperated.

"Yang, why do you say that?"

Retsukai pursed his lips, feeling puzzled. "Why are you demanding that your opponent do this? Do you expect them to fight according to your ideas?"

"...?"

Yang Haiwang was taken aback.

Immediately, Lie Haiwang slowly swung his fist, the movement extremely slow, pressing it against Yang Haiwang's forehead, and exerting force at the last moment.

No strength whatsoever!

call out!

The "inch punch" that had sent Bai Mucheng flying was now aimed directly at Yang Haiwang's head.

No matter how tough the skin and muscles are, the intracranial space can never be filled by the human brain.

Normally, it's difficult to make the brain shake inside the skull by simply hitting the head; only hitting the jaw can be effective.

But against an opponent who doesn't move, a martial artist like Retsu Kaioh can certainly do it easily.

"Hmm...?"

A clear fist mark appeared on Yang Haiwang's forehead.

It wasn't exactly painful, but strangely, Yang Haiwang seemed to have left his body at that moment, his steps were unsteady, and he finally sat down on the ground.

“Immature and lacking resilience.”

Retsukai left after saying that.

Shiramu Cheng declared, "The outcome is decided! Four consecutive victories—!!"

……

……

At this point, only one person remained: Chen Haiwang, the master of the Three Harmonies Fist.

Li Haiwang, who was providing the commentary, was sweating profusely and was momentarily at a loss for words.

He had thought that even if these Sea Kings couldn't defeat the "genius" Sea King Retsu, they should still put on a few exciting battles.

But to everyone's surprise, the level of Lie Haiwang was even higher than the rumors in the martial arts world!

Clearly, after his defeat in the Tokyo Dome Underground Elimination Tournament, Retsu Kaioh has taken another step forward and continues to improve!

"Sanhequan emphasizes the unity of 'qi', 'quan' and 'di', which in modern terms means utilizing the environment."

"Use the terrain to your advantage and unleash your moves."

Li Haiwang murmured in a deep voice, "Even so, I still can't imagine how Chen can defeat Lie Haiwang."

"..."

Lie Haiwang slowly walked out of the arena and came to Chen Haiwang.

"Next up is the fifth game."

He muttered to himself.

This action surprised Chen Haiwang, who instinctively wanted to find out why.

"strong--

Before the words were finished—

call out!

Lie Haiwang relaxed his left fist and quickly swept it horizontally with the back of his hand, grazing the tip of Chen Haiwang's jaw and knocking him unconscious.

shuh...

Chen Haiwang collapsed in a daze, and was pulled into Lie Haiwang's arms before being gently placed on the ground.

"Their adaptability is too poor, and their fighting spirit is completely lacking."

As he spoke, Retsu Haiwang looked out onto the corridor, his gaze sweeping over the audience, especially those friends he hadn't known for very long.

Both are battles—

Rin might be knocked down, or even beaten until he vomits blood, but beneath that carefree and exhilarating attitude lies a resolute determination to become stronger, even at the cost of his life.

What about Maruk? This "child" with a tragic past has a strong will and harbors potential that even he himself cannot imagine;

And speaking of Shiraki Sho? Hmm... Shiraki Sho...

He's sulking.

Perhaps it was because he had taken on all five opponents, which made things less fun for him.

But no matter what, this thoughtful friend will eventually laugh it off and say that line—

"Great, fantastic!"