Super Fighting Tokyo.

White smoke billowed from his mouth and nose, and his entire body was covered in muscles without a trace of excess fat, as if they were wrapped around his bones like steel wires.

That's a body that even the United States can't bend!

"very good……"

Despite his contorted posture, Kebar maintained perfect balance, looking up and straight ahead at Shiramu Cheng.

[Fighting Spirit] Shiraki Cheng —

You are not some famous figure, just a traveling fighter.

But it is precisely because of this that your value appears even more pure!

Your indomitable fighting spirit, your ever-evolving fighting skills, your unyielding physique, your fists pounding in pursuit of the Way…

Everything these collections make up fills me with awe!

The "fighting" your body embodies makes me sincerely want to thank you!

"call……"

Kebar felt a warm current flowing through his body, and he exhaled two streams of white breath from his mouth and nose.

- Swish!

Kebar raised his right arm and pointed to the sky.

got windy!

Whoosh—! Whoosh—!

A stronger wind swept through the surrounding area, causing the clouds in the sky to drift into the distance, and giving everyone a jolt of energy.

"W-what's wrong?"

"Oh, is the wind picking up?"

"Kebar has summoned the wind!!"

"Those invisible air currents seemed to have received a command!"

"Can Shiraki still hold on!?"

"..."

We can definitely hold on.

—Kebar was absolutely certain of this.

He looked up at Bai Mucheng and saw that the other man had already stood firmly to the side, with his left hand pressing down and his right arm protecting his ribs. It was a stance he had seen several times before.

That posture was excellent!

Before the battle, he could appear radiant and extraordinary.

Even when blood is dripping from its mouth, nose and eyes when it is on the verge of its limit, it can still stand up in this posture!

So, that's great!

"..."

Shiraki Sei, you're qualified...

If I want to settle things with you, I'll have to use this move!

Kebar lowered his brow and began to describe his special skill.

"The history of unarmed combat—that is, the history of martial arts—is directly linked to the history of humankind."

"Human beings have repeatedly gone back and forth between believing in and denying the existence of muscles."

"Ultimately, speed was gained by releasing the force."

"Strength, release, center of gravity, speed, angle, vital points..."

"And then there's Qigong, and even breathing."

"People have carried out all sorts of technological innovations, invested all sorts of creativity and research, and achieved many dazzling successes."

Kebar changed the subject.

"However, modern combat techniques have a decisive blind spot that has not progressed even a step since the era of clubs and stone axes!"

"..."

Upon hearing Kebar's words, the other fighters present couldn't help but feel curious.

Kuroki Gensai said in a deep voice, "Hmm, is it the theory of [Master Two]?"

Tokita Ohma, intrigued, said, "Hmph, you'd better listen carefully..."

Wu Lei'an turned his head away, his face full of impatience, but he was indeed listening.

"..."

"Let me tell you—"

Kebar stood firmly on the ground, his feet planted firmly on the ground. "That's support!"

"Not to mention other fighting techniques, even the 'boxing' that has a history of thousands of years only treats the 'ground' used for support as a 'surface'."

"...It's such a waste."

Kebar's eyes widened, and he said seriously:

"Whether it's boxing or sumo, no martial art should question the idea of ​​'treating the earth as a slope'."

“To jump by stepping on a slope, or to move by friction, to do such a thing.”

"No wonder you have to rely on muscles."

"Because you haven't realized that this thing called 'Earth' is a magnificent supporting structure!"

Kebar spread his fingers and faced the ground.

“You have no understanding of what lies beneath the earth—not even a centimeter deep; you're just standing here…”

As he spoke, Kebar had already taken a step and was approaching Shiramu Cheng.

"Next, you will personally experience the hardness of the Earth's core, which lies 6378000 meters below the surface!!"

"..."

Bai Mucheng quietly looked at Kebar.

Looking at his feet firmly planted on the ground, seeing him standing here, I am reminded of all the battles he fought.

To the man before him, that body was only a part of "Kaibar," with the remaining support being the 6378000-meter-deep Earth's core!

That's a far superior way of standing, like any stance or footwork!

Neither the heavy punch of [Umibozu] nor the kick of [Nyaru] could budge them in the slightest!

—It's so beautiful!

"Speaking of which..."

Bai Mucheng's gaze darkened slightly as he chewed on the blood in his mouth and looked at Kebar in front of him. "I also have a move called 'Stomping on the Ground'."

At the same time, Kebar was already standing in front of Shiraki.

"call……"

Shiramu Cheng exhaled a breath of hot air, followed by a rapid left straight punch.

boom!

The punch landed squarely on Kebar's face, causing his nose to bleed profusely.

The next moment—

Bai Mucheng crouched slightly to gather strength, his legs in a bow stance, his left hand extended forward for balance, and his right hand clenched into a fist and tucked into his waist.

He tensed his leg muscles, stomped the ground, and sprang up like a spring, throwing a powerful uppercut with his right arm.

【Rising Dragon Fist】!

Whoosh!

The fist rose higher and higher, about to strike Kebar's chest.

But despite the soreness from his nose bleeding, Kebar suddenly took a half step back, leaning his upper body backward to avoid Shiraki's "Rising Dragon".

At the same time, the left leg pushes off the ground while the right foot exerts force, and as Bai Mucheng rises into the air with the fist, his whole body straightens like a spring.

Snapped!

Kebar struck Shiramichi's abdomen with a palm strike, sending him flying even further.

shuh...

Kebar looked upwards, his piercing eyes fixed on the suspended white wooden support.

My feet!

Go and catch it...

Grasp that object that truly exists at the very center of this planet, far deeper than the earth's depths—

Let's grasp the hardness of the Earth's core!

boom!

Kebar pushed off the ground, straightened his back, and supported his entire body on the ground, throwing a powerful right punch that seemed to travel 6378000 meters from his feet—

[Earth Core Fist]!

"Stop!"

Boom—!!

A deafening roar spread out from the point where the fist was thrown, like a supernova explosion, affecting the entire inner city and even further!

"—!!"

Bai Mucheng, who was thrown into the air, watched as Kebar's heavy fist went straight up. He had no time to dodge and could only raise his arms to block it.

"Drink!"