Super Fighting Tokyo.

"But the human body is very strong!"

"The result of repeated fractures is a human body that 'adapts to the environment,' and bones that gradually increase in strength!"

"Sapane—"

"He practiced Burmese boxing from a young age, and his bones were repeatedly destroyed and regenerated, making him a creature of a different level from humans!"

"..."

Shiramu Cheng gripped his right hand, recalling the wrist he had just touched.

"Burmese boxing? That's really tough!"

He found it amusing, and stood in his stance again, gesturing, "Let's do it again, buddy!"

"...Click!"

Sapa coughed, his disordered breathing gradually evening out, revealing his undeniable strength.

Even so, Sapain only felt troubled at this moment.

Whether in Myanmar boxing matches or in Quanyuan competitions, he had defeated countless strong opponents, but the Shirakawa Seung in front of him was clearly different.

Shiraki Sei possesses an extraordinary understanding of techniques and moves!

Since that's the case—

Swish!

Sapain suddenly lowered his body, making his forward lunge even more pronounced, and raised his arms with his forearms perpendicular to the ground.

Since single attacks aren't working, let's decide the winner with combos!

I—I absolutely must win!!

"Hissing..."

Sapa took a deep breath, then stomped on the ground with a loud "bang," creating a crater, and charged forward.

Swish!

At that moment, Sapain hesitated.

Which move should we start with?

If the prediction is wrong, they will definitely be countered, and then they will be defeated!

Left straight punch? No! Right middle kick? No! Headbutt? No! Uppercut? No!

No no no!

Ultimately, Sapain made an unexpected choice in his first move—

He rushed up to Bai Mucheng, gritted his teeth, raised his arms, and actually assumed a "defensive" stance.

"Hey ahhh!"

Sapain was determined to die.

No matter how fierce Bai Mucheng's attacks are, even if they blow his head off, his body will immediately retaliate until he dies!

Then, the white wood moved—

He threw a light left punch.

Snapped!

This straight punch is the most common one in practice, with extremely standard force, neither too light nor too heavy.

Not lightly—it's about defense, otherwise getting hit will disrupt your rhythm;

If it's not heavy, then Shiraki Cheng can pull back his hand faster, and at the same time extend his arms to grab his opponent and use a throw first!

This is not a guaranteed hit, it requires strict control of distance and the timing is crucial, but Shiraki Cheng did a great job at this moment.

It wasn't that Okubo seamlessly switched between "hit and throw," but rather that he had an excellent grasp of the "nature of the move," making the most of a light punch!

[Vote!]

Swish!

Shiramu Cheng stretched out his hands, grabbed Sapain's left arm, and at the same time twisted his feet forward, using his arms as a fulcrum to lift Sapain up.

Sapain was startled.

Oh no!

Bai Mucheng slammed him down, causing the sandy arena to tremble and kick up dust!

"brake!"

【Longo Backhand Throw】!

Boom!

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Boom!

Sapain landed face down, crashing heavily to the ground, creating a ripple effect that even the spectators felt the impact beneath their feet.

Shiraki stopped throwing the throw and continued to maintain his side stance.

She Xiang, incredulous, gripped the microphone tightly. "What happened? What a terrifying counterattack!!"

"Cough—!"

Sapain lay on his back, coughing up a mouthful of blood. His pupils trembled uncontrollably, and he felt numb all over.

But that's all it is, and it won't stop him.

He is the Roaring Fighting Spirit of Dawn Village! He is...

"I am—Yokotsuka Sapain! Ahhhhhh!"

Sapain shouted, straightened up and stood up, completely unaffected by the throw, and swung his fist with maximum speed.

Swish!

A powerful, heavy, and fiery iron fist aimed straight for Bai Mucheng's head.

But what came next was Shiramu Cheng's two raised fingers, which precisely passed through the gap in his punch and struck Sapain's jaw.

【Jamie o Dianchen】!

Snapped!

It wasn't a heavy blow, but it was faster and therefore took effect first.

Sapain suffered a severe blow to his jawbone, the force of which was transmitted to his head, causing his head to swing violently in a short period of time, which in turn caused brain tissue to collide inside the skull.

Even the toughest necks of Burmese boxers cannot withstand such force if they are caught off guard.

"...?!"

Sapa's eyes went unfocused, and he experienced a brief moment of disorientation.

Shiraki Chengze lowered his body, half-clenched his fists, and stomped the ground for leverage.

"Whoa—!"

【Jamie's Drunken Fist】!

A quick left backhand punch lands on Sapain's face, followed by a push-off, twisting waist, and a right backhand punch, delivering another powerful blow.

Finally, a left straight punch landed on Sapain's philtrum, sending him flying backward.

Bang! Bang!

Sapain was sent flying backward again, landing with a thud.

At this moment, his eyes were still wide open, but the ceiling in his vision was distorted, like a lump of clay that had been kneaded and deformed.

A wave of dizziness washed over me, as if by magic.

……

Retsukai-oh could see it very clearly.

"Shiraki has become stronger."

He stared intently at the scene, pursing his lips and sighing, "This fight is far too difficult for that Burmese guy..."

……

"Aaaaaah!"

Sapain staggered to his feet, his eyes clearly unfocused, but he stubbornly held his breath, forced himself to straighten up, and then stomped his foot hard.

Boom!

The muffled thud invigorated Sapain.

The white wooden structure before him solidified again, taking on a human outline, which was enough for Sapain, and he strode forward.

Swish!

A hook was thrown up, but Bai Mucheng blocked it with his arms, lowering his shoulders and elbows, absorbing most of the impact with his thick forearm muscles.

Bang bang bang!

Sapa continued to attack, gaining a dominant position and forcing Shiraki to retreat.

In the instant that Shiraki Cheng stumbled backward, causing him to lose his balance—

"what!"

Sapa roared menacingly, stomped his right foot on the ground with a thud, and swept his arm across the center, attempting to break the deadlock.

Shiraki pushed off the ground, swaying his body to dodge while quickly retreating, precisely avoiding Sapain's sweeping kick.

【Edge's Killing Step】!