Super Fighting Tokyo.

Was Kanou Akagi, the "King" of the Kengan Association, forced to fight because of Katahara Metsudo's orders?

...Just kidding, none of these questions apply!!

"..."

Bai Mucheng slowly clenched his fist, taking a deep breath despite his bloodied and battered appearance.

His mind was racing, his thoughts racing.

How can one fight and defeat these increasingly powerful opponents? Ordinary fists and feet are not enough!

We must use methods that go beyond fists and feet!

Swish!

A tattooed man stepped forward, swung his brass knuckles, and struck at Shiramu Cheng.

But before the fist could land, Bai Mucheng moved forward quickly, cutting into the tattooed man's front inside.

At the same time, press down with your right palm, aiming at the tattooed man's lower abdomen.

boom!

Judging solely from the hand movements, this was just a simple "palm strike".

But strangely, if you look at it from the perspective of Shiraki Sei's overall stance, it seems as if Shiraki Sei threw a "punch".

Why is that?

Because the punches and kicks were so solid, it caused a misjudgment? Everyone thought it was Shiramu Cheng who threw the punch!?

"...?"

Shiramu Cheng's expression was equally surprised.

He was simply wondering if it was possible to transcend physical combat and defeat his opponent more quickly by reaching a level that "transcends physical combat".

So he threw a "most basic" punch.

...Is it the palm strike?

No, no.

Bai Mucheng's actions showed that he threw a powerful punch, hitting the tattooed man squarely in the abdomen.

At the same time, what the tattooed man felt was indeed that he had been punched by Shiramu Cheng, his entire stomach was deflated, and his internal organs were turned into a puddle of mud.

"Wow!"

He screamed in pain, clutched his stomach, and collapsed to the ground with a thud, rolling around in agony.

Upon seeing this, the experts around quickly looked over, only to find that the tattooed man's stomach was perfectly fine, without even the slightest swelling.

The tattooed man, after a brief roll, regained his senses, covered in sweat, and realized he was unharmed.

"...?"

The experts weren't doubting, they were astonished.

A look of astonishment appeared on the faces of every expert, because they clearly saw Bai Mucheng throw a punch, but nothing happened.

Is it really possible to reach such a level?

Incredibly—with just his fists and feet, he could make others see the powerful punch he was about to unleash in their minds, and even their body cells acknowledged it!

"Hum..."

Bai Mucheng's face was covered in bloodstains, yet he exuded an indescribable sense of relief.

After pushing himself to the limit, he finally achieved this, cultivating the fist and foot movements themselves into techniques and reaching this level.

—A blow that exists in consciousness and is even acknowledged by the consciousness of others!

{…}

The ink flowed and surged, and not far away, beside "Marisa," the figure of "Ryu's" master was outlined, the two fighters side by side.

Long gently patted Marissa on the shoulder and exchanged glances with his martial arts friend.

Then, he looked at Bai Mucheng, his resolute gaze flickering slightly, and nodded, saying:

You are very talented and learn moves quickly, but you also pay attention to the importance of fundamental martial arts skills and repeatedly practice them to the limit. That's why you've reached this level.

This is both your limit and your beginning!

Keep honing your skills in real-world practice!

"OK……"

Bai Mucheng flicked his wrist, returning to his most familiar stance, standing sideways, but with a more "clean" posture than before.

In short, give it a try!

Long nodded vigorously and said with a faint smile: "This move is the result of taking the 'basics' seriously; make good use of it!"

By refining stances and movements to the extreme, one can ultimately deliver a strike without even throwing a punch.

It can even make the opponent's brain and body fully agree that, within close-range striking range, it can unleash a powerful "punch" that resembles an "invisible wave"!

——【Long Bo's slap】!

Chapter 436 The Fist of Stance

"...Eh!?"

Himuro Ryo watched from afar, unwilling to miss a single detail.

In his line of sight, Bai Mucheng cut in close to the tattooed man with lightning speed, while simultaneously pressing his right palm against the man's abdomen.

To Himuro Ryo's astonishment, his "feeling" clearly told him that Shiraki Sho had thrown a powerful punch forward!

—That's absolutely right!

"..."

Not only Bing Shi Liang, but also Wu Feng Shui and Maruk widened their eyes, unable to comprehend the situation for a moment.

Those eyes, now open to new possibilities, could not possibly be mistaken.

Wu Fengshui was certain that Bai Mucheng had not "threw a punch," but had only delivered a simple "palm strike," yet it clearly produced the effect of a "fist"!

Absolutely right!

Shiraki Cheng's movements, fighting spirit, and killing intent—all mixed together—can make people feel the powerful "strike" even without actually throwing a punch!

— Right in the middle of Shiraki Cheng's "stance".

It has the weight, the solidity, and the power of a fist!

The stance itself is a blow!

The moment you get close to the tattooed man, it's as if an invisible "wave" pierces through your body with tremendous force, giving your opponent the illusion that their abdomen has been smashed open!

"..."

Himuro Ryo couldn't help but swallow hard, muttering to himself, "He can actually let others see the 'impact effect' in his mind?"

"What level of skill is this...?"

Unconsciously, a few drops of cold sweat trickled down the cool ice room floor.

Perhaps because he was too shocked, his mind became clear, or perhaps he was moved by the scene before him, Himuro Ryo suddenly thought of something.

The feeling of fighting is extremely simple.

There's only one logic: which side is stronger?!

Whether in the arena or on the battlefield...

Whether facing athletes, special forces, or even bison or tigers, what a fighter needs to do is very simple.

Just like what Shiraki is doing now.

Shiraki Sei – Humanity's thirst for power is endless.

Facing "a group of experts" and facing "one opponent" are no different; there is no need to change your mindset.

Finally, Shiraki Cheng extricated himself from the complex elements of tactics, psychology, environment, etc., and stepped back into the comparison of "strength"!

In the end, Shiraki Cheng did something very easy to understand—

The experts in front of us are very strong.

As a result, he became even stronger than the "powerful" being before him!

……

……

"call--!"

Bai Mucheng gently exhaled a breath of warm air.

The tattooed man fell to the ground and was pulled away by others. Then, other skilled men surrounded him and pressed him relentlessly, just like before.

At the very front was a wrestling expert who was shirtless.

Sha...

The wrestling expert stepped forward, first swaying slightly, then forcefully swinging his right arm to grab Bai Mucheng by the back of the neck.

He wanted to crush Bai Mucheng!

At the same time, Shiramu Cheng had already tilted his head and used his jaw to clamp the wrestler's wrist.

Push off the ground and turn, using your shoulder as a fulcrum and your arm as a lever—

【Longo Backhand Throw】!

Swish!

The massive wrestling expert was thrown into the air by Shiraki Chengyi's throw, his body flipping more than half a circle before slamming his back heavily onto the ground with a thud.