Super Fighting Tokyo.

"What's going on?!"

"Is Shiraki planning to challenge Oliva using boxing?"

"He's a martial arts master??"

"..."

Takeshi Wakatsuki frowned slightly as he confirmed his thoughts with his two friends beside him.

As expected—it absolutely won't work!

Shiraki Sei's use of the animal-like boxing style successfully imitated various animal forms, and his proficiency surpassed that of ordinary boxers.

However, it is quite obvious that Shiraki Sei's "level" in the Imitation Boxing style is far inferior to his other fighting techniques!

Whether it's a mantis, a snake, or a monkey... the level of imitation is limited to that of an "athlete," and they can only be used for stage performances.

Moreover, there is one more crucial point—

Even if Shiraki can perfectly imitate those animals or other ferocious beasts, none of them pose a threat to Oliva.

Tigers, bears, eagles, lions, hyenas...

Even if those ferocious beasts were to come to the scene and gang up on Oliva, they would be defeated by the world's number one muscle and would eventually flee for their lives in a panic!

Before Mr. Unchain, all the beasts of nature are insignificant and weak creatures!

"..."

Oliva watched Shiramu Cheng quietly, raising an eyebrow with interest.

"I've heard that there's a rare genius in the world of martial arts named 'King of the Sea', and I've always wanted to meet him."

“Strictly speaking, Drunken Fist is also a kind of imitative boxing, and it is only natural that Brother Bai Mu, who is skilled in Drunken Fist, understands this kind of boxing.”

Oliva sighed softly.

“But my friend, no matter what kind of insects or animals you imitate, they are ‘not free’ for me.”

"Those so-called 'untamable beasts' will at most die in their cages."

"But there is no place in this world that can confine me, so the difference in strength is obvious at a glance, and it is my overwhelming victory."

"In nature, this is called 'survival of the fittest'."

Beneath Oliva's skin, thick blood vessels bulged, amplifying the oppressive feeling of his muscles to the extreme, making it hard to breathe.

"—Even the imitative boxing style, which originates from nature, must ultimately follow the principle of 'survival of the fittest'!"

"..."

Shiraki returned to a normal standing position, slightly raised his head to look at Oliva, and retorted in a low voice:

“People often say that the jungle is a place where the strong prey on the weak, but my master thinks that’s not true.”

"There is no law of the jungle where the strong prey on the weak..."

As he spoke, Shiramu Cheng changed his stance again.

He bent his knees deeply, opening them outwards to maintain a large range of motion in his legs, and lowered his center of gravity downwards.

His upper body leaned slightly forward, his back hunched but taut, like a compressed spring.

With arms hanging naturally, but hands bent inward, grasping and relaxing in rhythm with breathing, as if ready to pounce at any moment.

"..."

The audience watched intently, all curious about what pictograph Bai Mucheng would play next.

It's probably some kind of creature...

Hmm, it is obviously large and has a similar presence to humans. Could it be some kind of "primate"?

Monkey? Orangutan...?

Extremely powerful and fierce, possessing the instincts of wild animals, but also having the explosive power of modern combat sports!

What exactly is it...?!

Wang Ma and the other two, who were watching from a distance, were all stunned after seeing Bai Mucheng's actions, their minds filled with confusion.

Although it is very clear, I have never seen the person Shiraki Sei imitates!

Is it an ape? But the aura it exudes is more like that of a human, only it is full of wildness, giving off a feeling of "curious yet wary".

So, is it a style of boxing that imitates a specific "person"?

"..."

This analytical perspective is correct.

Blanca has lived in the jungle for a long time, so her movements are full of wildness.

In other words, Blanca's "movements" themselves are his fighting style, and also the "power" he wants to teach Shiraki Cheng!

"It feels like this isn't so bad..."

Shiraki Cheng's arms hung limply as he grinned at Oliva, exuding an aura that was a mixture of "beast" and "human" for a moment.

A wild outburst, a wild path, the power to survive in the jungle—

Blanca Pictographic Boxing!

"..."

"oh……?"

Oliva observed with interest, then simply threw a punch, sweeping it towards Shiraki.

Swish!

Bai Mucheng hopped and dodged, quickly moving to the side, his arms and legs opening and closing with the hopping motion, his posture light and joyful.

As Oliva approached, Shiraki pushed off the ground again, unleashing tremendous power, and swung his arms and legs to create distance between himself and Oliva.

Da da da!

Bai Mucheng bounced around repeatedly, maintaining a rhythm in sync with his breathing.

He continued to correct what Oliva had just said.

"It's not a 'survival of the fittest' world; the jungle is actually a place where 'anyone with meat will eat it'..."

"The law of nature is that everything can be eaten, and at the same time, everything will be eaten."

"In the jungle, everything is both hunter and prey."

"Even large animals can become weak from a small injury, and once their bodies are weakened, they become prey for insects."

Bai Mucheng pursed his lips and breathed heavily, squeezing out wisps of hot air from the corners of his mouth.

"Even if Mr. Unchain is stronger than any beast, he is not invincible. If he is careless, he could be eaten..."

"..."

……

In the distance, Himuro Ryo observed very carefully.

"They dodge so quickly, yet it's as if they're about to retaliate at any moment; it's as if they've perfectly blended the movements of humans and beasts!"

Himuro Ryo couldn't help but wonder, "Was this Shiraki Sei's sudden inspiration? Or was it a hidden move of his? Is it like cramming for battle?"

"...No, that's definitely not a naive move."

Wakatsuki shook his head. "What Shiraki possesses—that body honed day and night, and that mind that studies fighting techniques day and night—qualifies him to use the corresponding moves!"

"This is his level of skill..."

……

……

Oliva's gaze remained calm. "Brother, how long are you going to hide?"

Bai Mucheng said in a deep voice, "It's about time...we should try it head-on..."

{Ugh! Ugh!}

Blanca clapped her hands, encouraging her apprentice, "Give it a try! Become a jungle spirit! Just like little Blanca!"

Little Blanca is a jungle mascot that Blanca, dressed in a mascot costume, actively plays to attract tourists from all over the world.

Of course, he himself would never admit this, and he never let anyone catch "Little Blanca".

Little Blanca, the jungle spirit!

Blanca jumped up and down encouragingly, {always seeming like she could catch it, but ultimately always failing.}

It would be even better if you could be more aware of that distance before taking action.

Come on! Give it a try!

"call……"

Oliva slowly clenched his fist.

As if admiring Shiraki's courage, Oliva clenched his fist with extra force, took a deep breath, and aimed at Shiraki.

call!

He swung his right fist with great force, aiming straight for Shiramu Cheng's head from below.

The next moment—

Swish!

Shiraki jumped off the ground, curling up and stomping on Oliva's fist with the soles of his feet, while rolling backward to dissipate the force.

boom--

Whoosh!

Oliva unleashed his unparalleled strength, and Shiraki Cheng used that "force" as a foothold, suspending himself in the air and performing a high-speed backflip, leaving behind afterimages.