Super Fighting Tokyo.

Whoosh!

At the same time, without any introduction or further explanation, the referee shouted, "Begin, let's fight!!"

"..."

When faced with the flying wheelchair, Yujiro simply extended a finger and gently hooked it.

There was a creaking sound.

Yujiro swung the wheelchair around like a gust of wind, making it spin once in mid-air before finally placing it steadily back on the ground.

"sit down."

Yujiro didn't rush to make a move, but had something he wanted to ask the other party.

Guo Haihuang didn't stand on ceremony, "Hehe, thank you."

He slowly walked forward, sat back in his wheelchair, and let Yujiro push him around the ring as if on a picnic.

"Guo Haihuang."

Yujiro slightly raised his chin. "What did you give up to reach where you are today? And what did you gain?"

"Women, money, alcohol, friends..."

"You could have spent a long time enjoying a peaceful life. But you chose to step into a hundred and more decades filled with hardship and suffering."

Tell me what you have gained and what you have lost.

"..."

It's rare to see Yujiro genuinely asking a question.

Guo Haihuang was silent for a moment before replying, "You should be able to understand, right? Throughout the history of boxing, no one has yearned for power more than I have."

"As long as I can gain power, I will not hesitate to give up women, friends, fine wine, status, and fame."

"I would say I am intoxicated by my own power, by the feeling of it growing day by day."

"And if I had to say what I had to give up the most along the way, it would be—power."

"I have given up this power that once intoxicated me so much!"

"Compared to the tragedy of losing power, even being separated from loved ones by death is nothing!"

Guo Haihuang took off his shirt, revealing his withered and emaciated body, clearly devoid of strength.

"..."

Guo Haihuang continued, recounting his past.

One hundred years ago, Guo Haihuang was in his prime. Through years of physical training, his body was covered with what looked like a layer of steel.

Through muscle training that pushes the limits of human capabilities, his small frame is now packed with high-density muscles.

At that time, he believed that he was second to none in arm wrestling!

To show off his brute strength, he not only beat up wild beasts, but also did foolish things...

He ridiculed the theories of boxing as nonsense and constantly tried to prove himself by challenging various boxing masters and winning every battle.

But one day, Guo Haihuang met a true "master".

The other person had the physique of someone over sixty years old, and his strength couldn't even be described as wrist strength!

But it was that kind of person who knocked Guo Haihuang to the ground, hit him, kicked him, and beat him severely until Guo Haihuang was covered in blood.

That day, Guo Haihuang was defeated by Quan Li!

Since then, Guo Haihuang has thrown away all his exercise equipment, which also means saying goodbye to his muscles.

Guo Haihuang began practicing to grasp the principles of boxing.

Sitting in meditation and practicing standing meditation in the forest, slowly adjusting the movements...

Compared to the speed of muscle building, that's just too long!

After stopping his muscle training, Guo Haihuang's physique became increasingly ordinary, which he resented.

But whether life is happy and fulfilling or painful and unbearable, humans can always come up with various solutions to ultimately adapt to the environment.

Guo Haihuang wore out countless shoes and traversed countless rivers and mountains...

Over a long period of time, the muscles in his skeleton gradually atrophied, making him thin and withered.

After the age of ninety, the skin hangs on the bones, and one can even feel the weight of the bowls and chopsticks while eating.

At that time—

Guo Haihuang has already mastered the principles of boxing!

At that time, Guo Haihuang's boxing skills were considered the best in the world!

"..."

Listening to Guo Haihuang's past, Yujiro suddenly grinned and said, "I see. So this battle is a battle of martial arts principles versus brute force."

"On the contrary, Yujiro!"

Guo Haihuang, however, had a different view: "It's not martial arts challenging strength, but strength challenging martial arts, which means you are challenging me."

As he spoke, Yujiro used two fingers to lift the wheelchair along with Guo Haihuang, suspending them in mid-air.

Snapped!

With a light stomp of his foot, Guo Haihuang shattered the wheelchair, launched himself high into the air, spun around once, and then flipped back to the ground.

shuh...

As soon as he stood still, his feet were firmly planted on the ground, his body was slightly hunched, and his arms hung naturally at his sides. It was an extremely relaxed posture, yet his aura was no less imposing than Yujiro's.

Both sides are ready.

……

……

Fighting Spirit Martial Arts Hall, living room.

Baki sat cross-legged on the floor, his eyes glued to the screen, surrounded by his friends, including Retsu Kaioh.

Yujiro Hanma is Baki's father;

Guo Haihuang is the master of Lie Haiwang;

But for the two mature individuals, this battle was not about "supporting one side"—such a low-level matter—but involved something much deeper.

Retsukai said in a deep voice, "It has begun."

Baki's expression was also somber.

Ultimate power versus ultimate martial arts principles;

Ultimate brute force versus ultimate skill;

Ultimate violence, yes, ultimate martial arts!!

……

……

Swish!

Yujiro swung his arms, twisted his waist to the left to gather maximum power, and used the well-developed striking muscles in his upper back to unleash a unique technique that only he could execute.

Guo Haihuang grinned, "Come on~!"

boom!

Yujiro swung his pendulum punch horizontally, creating a deafening roar as he struck Guo Haihuang on the head.

Bang!

Guo Haihuang was hit on the right side of his head, causing him to jump off the ground. After spinning around to the side, he landed steadily without being injured.

"—It's dissipation?!"

Retsukaioh's eyes widened. "Moreover, it's an extremely high level of energy dissipation!!"

Chapter 382 The Fist of Energy Dissipation

Fighting Spirit Martial Arts Hall, living room.

Everyone fell into a deathly silence, their eyes glued to the screen.

Swish-!

Yujiro raised his right leg and delivered a powerful upper-body kick, producing a muffled thud as it accurately struck Guo Haihuang's jaw.

Even so, the kick, powerful enough to shatter a person's brain, only sent Guo Haihuang flying backward, flipping over and landing steadily after a full circle.

Crack, crack...

Guo Haihuang's jaw dislocated, swaying and drooping from side to side, before finally snapping back into place with a "crack".

"..."

Such a miraculous scene left everyone in the living room wide-eyed.

Retsukai explained in a deep voice, "That wasn't dodging, but rather, at the moment of being hit, deliberately dislocating his jaw to absorb the impact."

"—This is force dissipation!"

"..."

A few beads of sweat unconsciously trickled down Baki's face. "Mr. Retsu, are you saying that he took Dad's attack?"

Seeing that everyone was puzzled, King Liehai continued to explain:

"Since ancient times, the key to all martial arts and self-defense techniques in the world has been 'releasing force'. For example, the self-portrait of the swordsman 'Miyamoto Musashi' shows this in his stance."

"In life-or-death battles, treat emergencies that require the use of all your muscles like you would gently cover a baby's hand, like you would carefully avoid crushing an egg in your palm..."