Super Fighting Tokyo.

Even with Tokugawa Mitsunari's discerning eye, he still remembers it fondly to this day, which speaks volumes about the value of that "ingenious skill"!

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"Humph!"

Hao Angsheng extended his left hand, raising his index and middle fingers, with dark red bloodstains still remaining on the fingertips.

He looked at the dazed-looking Mukuro and said coldly:

"Judo—its offensive and defensive techniques in ground combat are indeed among the best of all fighting styles."

"Your moves have merits; you must be very good at throws."

"But your fighting skills are not yet mature enough!"

Hao Angsheng slowly lowered his left hand, maintaining his stance, his eyes sharp as knives.

"If you want to argue with me, then attack me! Try your best to subdue this karate master!"

"..."

Despite Hao Ansheng's relentless advance, Masaki Meguro seemed oblivious.

He just muttered blankly:

"How...it hurts so much...it hurts so much, I can't move, it hurts so much, it hurts so much, it hurts so much..."

Gradually, that dazed state transformed into frenzy, eventually erupting into a ferocious roar, mixed with uncontrollable ecstasy.

"So happy, so joyful!!"

Meguro roared loudly, his voice deafening, and then he sprinted forward, creating a trail of bloody wind.

Swish!

He swung his mobile left arm, grabbing at Hao Ansheng's shoulder with incredible speed, not caring at all as he flung out a large amount of blood.

Snapped!

Hao Angsheng remained unfazed, raised his hand to block, and easily dealt with the situation.

"Ahhhhh!!"

With a dark, hoarse growl, he took advantage of his 195cm height, grabbing and striking with his large left hand while simultaneously advancing forward.

His limp right arm hung limply at his side, but he didn't seem to care.

"..."

Seeing this, Katsumi speculated, "Is Meguro trying to use his left arm in conjunction with his footwork to grab—or trip up Agasa, and drag him into a ground battle?"

Katsumi's analysis was indeed reasonable, but he was not in the battle and did not have a direct experience of Masaki Meguro's madness.

"Aaaaaah!!"

With black eyes, it roared and howled, then suddenly turned its upper body sharply to the left, swinging its limp right arm forward as if it were swinging a "meteor hammer".

—?!

This sudden and ruthless move left Sonoda and Terada dumbfounded.

Boom!

The hammer—that is, Meguro's fist—slammed into Kou Aoshi's cheek with a high-speed swing, dislocating his jaw!

"...!!"

Hao's jaw dropped, his mouth was wide open, but his eyes were still wide open, staring intently at Muguro.

Without the slightest hesitation, he gripped his chin with both hands, exerted force, and lifted it upwards, producing a crisp "crack" sound.

In just one moment, Hao's raised jaw returned to normal.

Sonoda was utterly astonished. "You... manually reset your dislocated jaw...?"

at the same time--

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Meguro's eerie laughter echoed throughout the dojo.

Based on the abnormal secretion of dopamine in his brain, it can be concluded that Meguro is currently experiencing extreme pain, so much so that it causes him to laugh uncontrollably.

Everyone stared intently and were shocked to see that Muhei's left arm was also dangling down, and the inner nerve had also been severed!

Masaki Meguro – Both arms have been lost!

"Cutting you off is so easy..."

Hao Angsheng pursed his lips and mocked Mu Hei, "A beast that can't even feel pain can only feel false pleasure. How could it possibly be a match for my fingers?"

"In short, you can turn pain into pleasure, right?"

"—That's all?"

Hao Angsheng's long hair fluttered in the wind. "Even the warriors in the underground arena can easily do this."

"For us, fighting is exhilarating, like a naive young man about to spend the night with a beautiful woman!"

"We don't need to show it at all; we already have a crazy hunger!"

"Meguro, if you're proud of this, you're too naive..."

"..."

However, Meguro probably wouldn't listen.

At this moment, he was already in a state of frenzied madness due to the excessive secretion of dopamine in his brain, and he was baring his teeth and growling.

Black eyes and drooping arms, emitting bursts of heat from his open mouth.

"Humph!"

Upon seeing this, Hao Angsheng changed his stance.

He spread his left hand out and pressed down, while his right hand spread its five fingers naturally. At the same time, he raised his right arm and placed the back of his right palm close to his cheek.

This stance is unique and can only be used with a pickaxe; it is an improved version of the "rope-breaking technique"!

By rotating the elbow, the rope-breaking action that requires pulling and tugging is reduced to "one action", greatly speeding up the attack!

"Ughhhhhh..."

Meguro completely ignored all of that, his arms hanging limply at his sides, and charged forward, launching a fierce attack.

Judging from this momentum, they still intend to use judo techniques!

"……Um?"

This puzzled Sonoda and Terada, since in their view, without hands, one cannot grab the other, let alone complete a throw.

Then, something unexpected happened—

Swish!

Just as Meguro approached Koang-sho, he suddenly opened his blood-red maw and bit down on Koang-sho's right upper arm sleeve.

That was his goal.

Even without hands, you can still "grab" with your teeth!

"The work has been completed!"

We finally caught it!!

His eyes were dark and his mouth was unclear, but in an instant he twisted his waist and swept his leg, tilted his neck and exerted force, and threw the pickaxe to the ground with a "thud", while he himself was straddling the pickaxe's waist.

"Kill...kill kill kill!!"

Its eyes were black and its face was ferocious, with blood gushing from its eye sockets. It clenched its teeth so hard that they made a "crunching" sound, and suddenly tilted its head back.

Splash...

The movement was so powerful that even the blood on his face was flung away.

Swish!

Meguro used his waist and abdomen to combine the "headbutt" and "bite" into one move, smashing it down on Hao Ansheng's head.

Boom!

A muffled thud erupted.

"...!!"

Seeing this, Sonoda and Terada were both worried, but Shiraki and Katsumi had already noticed something amiss.

Hao Angsheng dodged!

It wasn't some clever trick; he simply tilted his head and turned to the side, dodging Masaki Meguro's headbutt and slamming him to the floor.

The force was so great that it shattered the expensive high-end floor, yet it didn't affect Gao Angsheng in the slightest.

Did it miss?

Although Meguro is a madman, his combat skills are undeniable, and he would never make a mistake at a crucial moment.

Therefore, there is only one possibility—

Everyone looked at Masaki Meguro's neck and saw that there was a wound on each side of his neck, from which two "ropes" were hanging out.

Those two severed nerves were Masaki Meguro's optic nerves!

Once damaged, a person's vision will be instantly deprived!

This move is a throw by Meguro.

In other words, before the headbutt even landed, everything went black, and the vision in both eyes was completely erased.

Meguro, who had gone completely mad, simply relied on inertia to smash his headbutt. It was easy to predict the landing point, and Gouka only needed to tilt his head to dodge.

"Ah... Ahhh!"

Meguro slumped to the floor, hissing repeatedly as if trying to stand up, but he couldn't muster any strength.

The nerves on the inside of his thighs were also severed, leaving him kneeling on the ground, unable to move an inch.