Super Fighting Tokyo.

Little Ali sighed softly and said seriously:

"If you think that I will be less vigilant while recovering from my injury, you are very wrong."

"Besides, I don't want to fight a stranger like this—even if I just learned your name, it's pointless."

"My martial arts are not meant to demonstrate my strength to random passersby, so I don't want to hurt you without reason."

"..."

Upon hearing these words, Wang Ma lifted his hood and twisted his neck.

"Well, you've probably got two things wrong..."

He looked at Little Ali with a faint smile, "First, I've heard about your duel with that guy named [Tooth], but I'm not interested."

"I came to see you only because you've recovered and I feel like you can fight me, that's all."

"And the second point is—"

As he spoke, Wang Ma suddenly grinned, his eyes widened, and he laughed wildly and unrestrainedly.

"Ha! You're saying you're better than me?"

"Stop talking nonsense! Bring it on, you silly little black guy!"

"..."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Ali's expression immediately changed.

His face was gloomy. He sighed softly, tossed the medical record bag he was carrying aside, and began to skip lightly.

"Now, you've made a mistake too..."

"You've found me a reason to hurt you."

Little Ali clenched his fists and placed them slightly above his waist, floating lightly with his body's leaps, falling into a butterfly-like rhythm.

……

……

Meanwhile, at the intersection in the distance.

Shiraki, wearing sunglasses, treated everyone to ice cream, one for Shiraki and one for Yamashita.

The two stood in a corner by the intersection, observing the situation in the open space.

Seeing Little Ali's stance, Yamashita Kazuo felt a chill run down his spine.

"Wow, they're really going to fight..."

He had certainly heard of the name "Muhammad Ali," and little Ali was the son of that great boxer.

Kazuo Yamashita asked tremblingly, "Won't Mr. Ohma's duel with Ali Jr. escalate into an international issue?"

Bai Mucheng thought for a moment, "The hospital is right next door, is that alright?"

Kazuo Yamashita trembled even more violently, "Wait, why is it based on the premise of 'being beaten into the hospital'...?"

"..."

Bai Mucheng shrugged with a smile, observing Wang Ma's movements, and suddenly laughed, "Brother Wang Ma, you've become much stronger than before."

Yamashita Kazuo relaxed a bit and nodded in agreement, "Yes, although he is still working very hard, I also feel that Mr. Ohma has changed."

"That little Ali..."

Yamashita Kazuo scratched his head, somewhat embarrassed, "I'm just making things up. If little Ali is careless, he'll definitely suffer."

……

……

Little Ali jumped up and down, staring intently ahead.

He is 190cm tall and weighs 100kg.

The opponent before him was different from [Fang of Destroyer] Gano Aki—who had an exaggerated physique of 201cm in height and 128kg in weight.

Tokita Ohma – approximately 182cm tall and weighs only around 85kg.

Although this physique is considered robust among fighters, it still falls short of his own, giving him a clear advantage.

Wang Ma...

Let me show you the bitter fruit of your reckless provocation on the street!

despair!

Little Ali touched the ground with his toes, suddenly dodged to the side, and deliberately swayed his body.

Wang Ma's body remained still, but his eyes followed Ali's steps. He seized the opportunity to retreat half a step and then quickly turned around.

【Two Tigers Flowing Fire Sky Type Ghost Step】!

Whoosh!

This was originally a movement designed to instantly escape the opponent's sight and create the illusion of disappearance, but Ohma used it instead to keep up with Ali's movements.

Seeing this, Xiao A remained unfazed.

Having learned how terrifying these "underground fighters" were from his battle with Kanaga, he wouldn't be surprised if anything happened during the fight.

Since the roundabout approach failed, then...

Wait!

Little Ali is learning from experience and making unexpected responses.

He retreated and deliberately lured them in. Sure enough, Wang Ma couldn't hold back any longer and charged forward with a swift leap, throwing a heavy punch at Xiao Ali.

Swish!

Little Ali seized the opportunity, using his reach advantage to dodge Wang Ma's punch, and then landed a punch right in Wang Ma's face.

Bang~!

Wang Ma was hit hard by Xiao Ali's fist. He managed to lean back and recover, but blood gushed from his nose instantly.

"Humph……"

Blood splattered everywhere, causing Wang Ma to unconsciously take a half step back. He grinned and said, "Wasn't that a great fight? A punch!"

The last two words were pronounced very heavily, clearly indicating that he was having a lot of fun.

Upon hearing this, Little Ali immediately felt displeased.

When he was beaten by Ghana, he repeatedly stood up to fight back, but Ghana described him as an "excellent boxer" rather than an underground fighter.

Now, hearing it from Wang Ma again, Ali the Younger was naturally unwilling.

"Whether you're a boxer or a real combat fighter—we'll let you experience it for yourself!"

Little A's face was gloomy. He had made up his mind to knock Wang Ma to the ground and smash his teeth and nose to pieces!

—They've gone all out!

call out!

Little Ali lunges forward, keeping an eye out for potential low attacks while dodging and throwing a left jab straight at Wang Ma's jaw.

The next second—

Swish!

Wang Ma threw a left punch, but not to strike.

Instead, he anticipated Ali's jab angle and, at the moment the fists crossed, used the hard bone on the back of his hand to block, forcibly changing its trajectory!

【Two Tigers Style o Manipulation Style o Flow Blade】

chap!

In an instant, Xiao Ali's fist was deflected, causing his upper body to stagger. Unable to maintain his balance, he was grabbed by Wang Ma's left wrist.

"Hmph, Erhu once used this move to block incoming bullets."

"I don't want to take a bullet head-on, but if it's a straight punch, it's nice to play with that guy's style once in a while."

Wang Ma pressed down on Xiao Ali's left wrist, causing Xiao Ali pain and forcing him to bend over and sink down, ultimately making Xiao Ali's line of sight lower than his own.

"Hey, Blackie, you're not thinking that because there's a size difference between me and that Tooth, you'd have the upper hand against me, are you?"

Wang Ma held onto Xiao Ali's wrist tightly, his expression serious.

"Stop fooling around, let's have a real spar, boxer!!"

"..."

Little Ali certainly wants to practice in real combat.

But before that, he tried to stand up, but found that he couldn't do it at all. He could only squat down and feel the pain, while Wang Ma held his left wrist firmly.

That feeling wasn't because Wang Ma was suppressing it.

If I had to describe it, it's as if Ohma has turned into a "water man," making it impossible for anyone to find a point of leverage!

What kind of martial art is this...?!

"..."

Wang Ma was breathing softly.

What he used was undoubtedly a combination of the "Manipulation Flow" and "Water and Sky" styles from the Erhu Style, and he was far more skilled at it than before.

It feels really good...

Wang Ma was fighting against Ali, and at the same time, he was testing his own skills.

He had learned a lot from the "Ten Ghosts and Two Tigers," but due to the side effects of the "borrowing," his memory was damaged, and he forgot a lot.

I almost forgot—that feeling of activating your body's "backup energy" when you're completely exhausted and on the verge of death.

Of course, Wang Ma was in good condition at the moment and was not near death at all.

However, by adjusting oneself, one can achieve a similar state, making the body feel lighter and eliminating blockages!

It's as if I've become a complete "water person"!