Super Fighting Tokyo.

Sheath Fragrance patted her arm, exuding confidence, "Alright, leave it to me!"

When it comes to her area of ​​expertise, Sheatha is not one to back down, and is therefore full of confidence.

……

……

In terms of actual combat, the warm-up on the way is enough; a simple change of clothes is all that's needed.

Therefore, just after Qiaoxiang finished adjusting the microphone, a figure slowly walked out from the west entrance of the White Tiger Gate.

The pickaxe rises.

He was wearing a dark karate uniform with the sleeves rolled up to his upper arms, a black belt around his waist, bare feet, and his long hair tied back.

His well-developed muscles are visible from his collar, forearms, ankles and other parts of his body, and even the loose-fitting uniform cannot hide his outline.

His face was handsome and calm, but his expression was sharp as a knife, as if it were a quality etched into his bones.

"Everyone, he's here—!"

The sound of the incense echoed throughout the underground arena.

"Hao Angsheng, nicknamed 'Rope-Breaking Technique,' is about to demonstrate his real-world Hao-ryu Karate in this arena!!"

Swish!

Suddenly, Hao Angsheng bent down and used the thumbs, index fingers, and middle fingers of both hands—a total of six fingers—to prop up the ground, turning himself upside down.

He then bent over in an inverted position, swung and kicked out with his legs, performed a light Thomas spin, and finally flipped and jumped up.

Snapped!

It landed steadily, without any deviation in posture or breathing.

"This...this...!"

This was the first time Qiaoxiang had ever seen something like this, and she couldn't contain her excitement.

"The level of detail in these movements, the control over the body, is just like that of a champion gymnast!"

"..."

in the audience.

[Martial God] Yudi Dubu crossed his arms and looked into the arena.

"Kou-ryu Karate..."

He pursed his lips, gestured to Katsumi beside him, and began to offer his critique.

"You know what? Although I often practice cutting wood and wire, most of the techniques in the Goji-ryu Karate of the Shinshin-kai are still a kind of 'blunt weapon martial arts'."

"Destruction, shattering, and impact—that's the style of karate."

Yuji Doppo clenched his fist, then changed the subject:

“But Hao Ansheng’s ‘Hao-ryu Karate’ is different.”

"He transformed karate techniques into sharp, blade-based slashing techniques, focusing on tearing, slashing, and penetrating."

In other words, it's the 'skill of cutting ropes'.

Doppo frowned, rubbing his hands together. "Wow, that's really something. Just thinking about fighting him makes my whole body ache~~~"

"..."

Upon hearing this, Katsumi tilted his head and teased, "Dad, you've fought a lot of thugs, so you must have plenty of experience fighting 'Sharp Blade,' right?"

Du Bu raised an eyebrow and leisurely corrected, "Gao Angsheng is not a knife-wielding thug, but a master knife-wielder."

"So—I'm already quite old, and I really don't want to get any more scars on my body!"

"..."

……

Then, towards the east, in the direction of Qinglong.

From the deepest part of the passage, Bai Mucheng stepped forward.

As he walked, he took off his trousers and coat, and finally lifted up his shirt and took it off, casually throwing it on the ground beside him.

He was still barefoot and naked, wearing only a pair of shorts.

His muscles were well-defined and angular, yet not bulky, and his skin was covered with various scars, like medals from fierce battles.

click, click, click...

He stepped out of the passageway, bathed in the spotlight of the arena, and felt the enthusiastic cheers from the audience.

Swish!

Shiraki raised his right fist and gestured to the audience.

The audience cheered even louder, clapping and applauding as they congratulated the two soldiers who were about to take the stage.

"A standoff between two titans!!"

She held the microphone tightly and introduced herself to the audience.

"187cm tall, 103kg – [Battle Spirit] Shiramu Cheng!"

"VS;"

"Height 177cm, weight 81kg - [Rope-Breaking Technique] Pickaxe Ascent!"

"..."

The staff member, positioned in the center of the arena, gestured for the two contestants to come forward and greet each other.

Bai Mucheng and Hao Angsheng stood facing each other.

It's obvious that Shiraki Seiji has the advantage in both height and weight, and is almost a full size bigger than Ho Angsheng.

But not a single spectator questioned whether the match was fair.

In underground fighting arenas, such a slight difference is all too common, and neither the audience nor the fighters would care.

Moreover, that person was "Gao Angsheng".

"Weight? Doesn't matter!"

Height? Doesn't matter!

"School of martial arts? That doesn't matter at all!!"

Sheath Incense said in a deep voice, "The only rule in the underground arena is 'unarmed combat'; everything else is permitted!"

Hearing these all-too-familiar words, both Shiraki Seung and Ho Ang-sheng smiled.

The former is a wide-eyed, hearty laugh, with a kind of carefree attitude from the streets;

The latter is the more reserved type, with a slight smile and a sharp look in her eyes.

"Everyone, let's look forward to it!"

Shexiang looked at the field, "Oh! At the referee's signal, the two contestants finished their greetings and returned to their original positions on the sidelines!"

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……

Unlike a formal duel, after Shiraki Sei and Ho Ang-sho returned to the sidelines, neither of them immediately assumed a fighting stance, but instead fell into a brief silence.

The referee then returned to the sidelines.

He picked up the drumsticks, gathered his strength, and slammed them down on the large drum bearing the Tokugawa family crest.

Thump—!

"The match has begun!!"

Sheath Fragrance had a premonition that the development and intensity of this battle would be extraordinary, so she focused intently from the very beginning, not missing a single detail.

Her judgment was indeed correct.

Swish!

The moment the drumbeats erupted, Hao sang forward, leaning his body forward and sprinting ahead.

Shiraki Sei's movements were slightly slower, but he had already turned sideways and raised his hand, sliding forward in a sliding motion, rushing towards Hao Angsheng in both directions.

The distance between the two quickly closed.

In the blink of an eye, they had already reached each other's air superiority zone.

boom!

The pickaxe rises, pushes off the ground, and leaps into the air.

Judging from the movement, it was Ho Ang-sung's signature flying kick, a move that even Baki Hanma had suffered from, with his ear being split open.

"—!!"

Bai Mucheng simultaneously assumed a stance, his right arm protecting his ribs, his left wrist pressed down, and his left elbow slightly raised, fully focused in preparation for blocking.

[Aura Parry]!

Snapped!

Shiraki lowered his left wrist and used his left elbow to smash away the flying knife that was raised by the pickaxe.

The block was successful, but the attack missed!

However, compared to when Baki Hanma fought, the current Hojo's skills are more mature and his adaptability has also improved.

In an instant, the suspended pickaxe rose, twisted, and turned, its movement changing once more.

Finger knife, hand knife, foot knife, toe knife—

The "points" on all four limbs seemed to flash with a sharp, cold light, striking and kicking Bai Mucheng, slashing at various parts of his body.

Cha-cha-cha-cha!

It wasn't the dull thud of a striking technique, but rather a "humming" sound similar to a sharp blade cutting through a hard object, making one's scalp tingle and giving them goosebumps.

Pfft!