Super Fighting Tokyo.

There is a similar saying in boxing, which is "power originates from the ground".

Kebar's realm is clearly higher, having long surpassed the scope of "feet firmly planted on the ground" and reached a completely new realm!

"That's perfect! Great, fantastic!!"

Bai Mucheng's eyes lit up; he felt truly satisfied.

Kebar continued his movements, kicking out with both legs in succession, forcing Shiramu Cheng to jump diagonally backward and land lightly.

At the same time, Kebar kicked Shiramu Cheng in the face, causing Shiramu Cheng's nose to bleed and his feet to leave tire tracks on the ground.

Swish...

After retreating a full half meter, Bai Mucheng finally stopped.

But when everyone looked closely, they saw that Bai Mucheng was not in a sorry state, but rather looked relaxed, letting the blood drip from his nose, his hands naturally in his pockets.

This scene left the audience in the distance stunned.

What surprised them even more was that Kebar did the same, putting his hands in his pockets and standing opposite Shiraki.

Both of them were extremely relaxed, like two old friends gazing at each other.

"..."

……

[Hyotei] Himuro Ryo stared in disbelief, "Those two guys, they still want to fight like this!"

The Ten Demon Snake King Horse frowned slightly.

"I've heard Erhu mention it before..."

"In boxing, there is a 'pull-out fist technique' where the hands are in pockets. The stance looks very casual and unguarded at first glance, but that posture is actually a 'stance'!"

"Putting your hands in your pockets does not mean you're about to draw your fist before attacking."

"Instead, keep your hands still and use the kinetic energy of your waist rotation to quickly draw your fist, making it invisible to your opponent."

"His posture was impressive, allowing his fist to accelerate even inside his pocket, making his strike extremely fast!"

Wang Ma paused, his expression somewhat conflicted, "While Shiraki Cheng and Kebar's fighting methods are similar, they are also different from that kind of fist technique."

Oliva smiled and said, “That’s right. Although the movements are similar, the underlying rules are completely different.”

"Those two people never even considered drawing their fists!"

"..."

……

Two soldiers, hands in their pockets, simultaneously pushed off the ground and twisted their waists, kicking in succession in their own styles, hitting each other squarely in the face.

Bang bang bang!

They were kicking each other, with constant thuds, each kicking the other until blood spurted from the nose, leaving patches of bright red blood scattered everywhere.

Boom!

Bai Mucheng leaped up, his heels tucked to his inner thighs, leaving a few wisps of white smoke, and aimed at Kebal's head, delivering a Muay Thai knee strike.

[Sagat Tiger Jump Knee Strike]!

Boom!

Kebars blocked with a high sweeping kick.

Bai Mucheng landed instantly, simultaneously raising his right leg high and kicking it out in a straight line towards the sky.

【Long·Heel Drop】!

Swish!

What a swift and powerful tomahawk kick! His heel slammed down like a tomahawk, but Kebar jumped back to dodge it and landed on the ground.

Boom-!

The foot stomped on the ground with a dull thud, leaving a small pit in the sand.

Kebars seized the opportunity and delivered a side kick to Shiramu Cheng's thigh, causing Shiramu Cheng to squint in pain.

"...!?"

In just a few breaths, the two exchanged blows several times, the intensity of which was exaggerated, with each strike being a deadly move.

—And using only legs!

"Wow!! They started fighting right away with their hands in their pockets!"

Neither side was willing to back down! Neither side was willing to draw their fists!

"What kind of battle is this...?!"

"..."

The audience was abuzz with discussion, and some even began to cheer, hailing these bizarre scenes as classic moments they planned to remember for a lifetime.

Only a very few people among them had different expressions.

Wu Lei'an, the "Demon," is one of them.

He was grinding his teeth so hard they were making a grinding sound as he stared fiercely at the fight in the center of the open space, showing no excitement whatsoever, but rather a deep displeasure.

"Seriously, I can't stand it anymore..."

"Hands in pockets and kicking each other with his legs, he looks really tough, but he's just kicking randomly. Only little kids do that!"

Wu Lei'an tilted his head and spat, glancing at the excited crowd around him with a ferocious look that seemed to want to devour people.

"They both care too much about this bunch of damn audience members, which is why they put on this farce!"

"How incredibly stupid!"

"..."

Hearing his older brother's complaint, Wu Fengshui blinked his black-and-white eyes helplessly. "Wow, big brother is so scary."

Hearing his sister's indifferent comment, Wu Lei'an suddenly thought of something.

On a whim, he revealed a playful smile, his eyes narrowed into two arcs, and grabbed his younger sister by the neck.

"Hey, Feng Shui, did you bring any grenades? I can use one!"

Wu Fengshui sensed something was wrong, but he was also curious about what his elder brother was going to do, so he gave him a smaller shot, as the amount of gunpowder had been reduced beforehand.

"Aha!"

Wu Lei'an took the grenade, weighed it in his hand, and bit off the pin.

Before Wu Fengshui and those around him could react, Wu Lei'an threw it, precisely tossing it into the center of the open space—

That is, between Shiraki Sei and Kebar.

Shiraki Cheng: "...?"

Kebar: "...?"

The two, locked in fierce combat, blinked simultaneously, "Wait..."

What the hell was thrown at me?!

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Wu Lei'an's throwing motion was so smooth that Wu Fengshui, who was standing next to him, didn't even have time to react.

"—!?"

The girl opened her black-and-white eyes wide, "...Big brother...what are you doing??"

Next up were Keibar and Shiraki.

The two men stared at the grenade beneath their feet—a grenade emitting a wisp of white smoke—and blinked simultaneously, their eyes filled with confusion.

"what……"

They looked at the grenade, then at each other, then at the grenade again.

"hiss--!"

With a gasp of cold air, the two of them moved simultaneously.

Kebar kicked hard, sending the ground grenade flying slightly above his head.

Swish!

Bai Mucheng immediately raised his right leg and kicked straight up.

Jamie's Sunny Legs!

Snapped!

The grenade then flew higher, far into the sky, beyond its effective killing range.

—Boom!

Immediately, the grenade exploded, bursting into fireworks in the sky, leaving thick smoke and debris scattered everywhere, and the deafening roar startled the surrounding audience.

The thick smell of gunpowder triggered the survival instincts of the people in the inner city, waking them from their frenzy of watching the battle, and some even subconsciously took cover.

"ah!"

"A... a grenade!?"

"Attacked? Get out of the way!"

"..."

Splash...

Black smoke and debris fell from mid-air, drenching Shiraki and Kebar, causing them to cough repeatedly and looking somewhat disheveled.

"Ahem! Bah, bah..."