Super Fighting Tokyo.

Snip!

While dodging, Shiramu Cheng quickly retreated, temporarily increasing the distance between himself and Sapain.

"It's not over yet! Aaaaaaah!"

Sapa pursued relentlessly, fully utilizing his own style, and was about to close in on Shiraki, even managing to force him to the edge of the ring.

In a flash, Bai Mucheng adjusted his stance.

It's a Philadelphia shell boxing stance with some adjustments to the movement details.

Move forward to the left, lightly touch the ground with your left toes, shift your weight back, extend your right fist forward to protect your chin, lightly clench your left fist and press it down, letting it hang down casually.

The soul is exhausted!

Gradually, Bai Mucheng's left arm bones and flesh dissipated, leaving only his soul swaying. In an instant, his weight approached zero, allowing him to start at super-high speed.

【Edge's Mental Flash Punch】!

call out!

The soul of the left arm stretched out, meeting Sapain at supersonic speed, grabbing his outstretched right wrist with its five fingers and pulling it toward itself.

Swish!

Sapain was pulled forward, and although he tried to adjust, his movements were ultimately a beat slower.

Shiramu clenched his right fist, palm facing upward, and thrust forward with power from his waist and abdomen, striking Sapain in the side of his abdomen.

boom!

That was a devastating punch to the liver!

One hit wasn't enough, so they followed up with another hook, striking the same spot and producing an even louder thud.

boom! !

Sapain was beaten until blood gushed from his mouth and nose, and his body was forced to arch backward.

"Drink!"

Shiramu followed up with a left straight punch, then a right hook, and then unleashed a barrage of punches, raining down blows on Sapain's face.

[Luke's Triple Impact]!

Bang bang bang! !

Sapain tried to tough it out, but he was still blasted away by the final heavy punch and fell backward to the ground.

……

"..."

Watching this scene, Wu Fengshui couldn't help but exclaim, "The Burmese guy is very resilient, but Bai Muqin, who is bigger, still has the advantage!"

Gaolang, however, had a different opinion: "No, it's not just about the weight difference, but also the timing of the attack."

He explained, "The skull of the Sapain is extremely hard, strong enough to withstand any attack, and the other bones are also quite sturdy."

"The stiffness of bones and joints can further tighten muscles, weakening attacks aimed at vital points."

"Even if it's not completely unharmed, the effect will be halved."

"In terms of physique alone, Sapain's defensive capabilities are not fake; it's almost as if he has no vital points."

"The reason why Shiraki's punches are effective is that he has achieved the basic goal of 'hitting the target'."

Gaolang clapped his hands lightly with his fist.

"It's not about being blocked or reacting, but about creating the conditions to 'hit'."

"A punch that lands squarely will have a real effect."

"..."

……

Shiraki couldn't hear what was being said on the sidelines.

But at this moment, he also truly gained some insights from the battle.

"~~~~~!!"

Bai Mucheng's steps were light and quick, his fists clenched and unclenched a few times, and his body swayed slightly in a V-shape towards the fallen Sapain.

Just as I suspected, that's how it feels!

The "Soul-level [Exhaustion]" that he comprehended in his battle with [Fighting King] Naoya Okubo was not intended for a one-hit kill.

Instead, the goal is to drag the opponent into one's own rhythm and create something that is more advantageous to oneself—to Shiraki Cheng!

Invisible, fleeting...

But it does exist!

Only in battle—when facing such a resilient opponent—can one vaguely sense the foundation that exists within the techniques.

Bai Mucheng looked at Sapain and saw that the other party had already stood up, his face covered in blood, clenching his fists and shouting.

"Hey ahhhhh!"

"..."

Shiramu raised his eyebrows, and his body began to move gently again, adjusting to the rhythm of his breathing, to meet the attacking Sapain.

"Take this!"

Sapain raises his left elbow.

Bai Mucheng sidestepped and raised his shoulder to block, his elbow flashing like a knife, leaving a bloody gash on his left deltoid muscle.

However, this also hindered Sapain's offensive.

Swish!

Bai Mucheng's left palm struck upwards, slapping Sapain's elbow away and opening his center, followed by a series of punches from both sides, a double blow that dealt a heavy blow.

Sapain was beaten until he spat out blood, but he still opened his arms and tried to grab him.

Swish!

【Edge of Annihilation】!

Bai Mucheng swayed back, shifted his weight forward, then lunged forward, clenched his fists, and delivered a powerful right hook that struck Sapain in the face.

The ultimate technique—

[Luke O Evaporation Order]!

"Hey!!"

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Boom!

The first heavy punch landed on Sapain's face, turning the blood and foam under his nose into mist.

boom! !

The second heavy punch landed on Sapain's stomach, causing him to cough up air and arch his back, with half of his right foot off the ground.

[Luke O Evaporation Order]!

"Drink it!!"

The third punch landed on Sapayin's chest with a dull thud.

boom!!!

Sapain leaned back, stomping his feet several times on the ground, blood spurting from his nose and landing in a red streak.

"call……"

Bai Mucheng exhaled a hot breath, his forearm was red from the violent outburst, with veins bulging, and white smoke seemed to float on his right fist.

……

"You hit it!"

She Xiang ran around the sidelines, trying to get a clear view. "This is the blow Shiraki Cheng delivered! Even Sapain would find it hard to bear!"

……

Upon hearing this, Bai Mucheng smiled.

"It's just... unbearable?"

He looked at Sapain, who was bent over with his hands on his knees, blood streaming down his face from his nose, and couldn't hide his admiration.

"Despite my series of heavy punches, this Burmese 'Roaring Fighting Spirit' remains standing. Just as expected!"

"..."

As he spoke, Sapain gradually came to his senses, with tears still clinging to the corners of his eyes.

clap clap!

He slapped his cheeks twice to force himself to cheer up, then wiped the blood off his face and opened his bloodshot eyes wide.

It was clear to the naked eye that his physical strength was nearing its limit!

"I'm sorry, Mr. Shiraki..."

Sapain took a deep breath and roared hoarsely, "This is my last 'all-out' effort, I'll give it my all for you!!"

The roar was like thunder, and it struck with all its might.

Bang bang bang!

Shiraki Cheng stood in a bow stance, his left arm repeatedly deflecting and pushing Sapain's wrist away, while simultaneously raising his knee to block a kick.

[Aura Parry]!