Super Fighting Tokyo.

"How long has it been...?"

Oliva murmured softly, immersed in the exertion, his expression somewhat wistful.

Just how long has it been since I last tried it...?

—To beat someone with all your might.

Shiraki, you who were once so naive have now gained this qualification through your travels.

—Let me hit you with all my might!

Boom!

Oliva took a sudden step forward, raised his right fist, and slammed it heavily into Shiramu Cheng's left cheek.

Whoops!

A powerful punch, accompanied by the wind, swept over.

At that moment, Bai Mucheng was completely focused, immersed in a state of utter exhaustion.

Remove the bones and flesh, and also remove the pain, pleasure, anticipation, and tension...

We must eliminate all distracting thoughts and transform them into pure fighting spirit—so that the degree of exhaustion can be called "mental strength"!

It's not about using "consciousness" to drive the body, but something deeper—using "fighting spirit in the mind" to drive it!

To contend with unprecedented muscle strength, you need unprecedented focus!

Yes, it's coming...

Shiraki was certain that his body existed and that he would be hit by Oliva's fist in the next instant.

But subtly, he had lost his shape, driven by pure fighting spirit, becoming a fleeting "soul".

Completely losing the concept of weight, pushing the "ease of exertion" to its limit—

It was like a flowing, pale purple light, swaying and burning with his movements!

boom!

The moment Oliva's fist made contact with Shiraki Seung's cheek, Shiraki Seung simultaneously pushed off the ground with all his might, rolling and jumping to his right.

boom--!

The soul-level [exhausted] body is as if it has no weight, instantly boosting its explosive power to the limit, shattering the cement beneath its feet with a single kick.

Swish!

Shiraki Sei's tumbling speed was so fast that it was blurry, and it was even impossible to see whether Oliva had hit him or not, making the audience forget to breathe.

—It's not over yet!

Bai Mucheng flipped and jumped about three meters away, then, like a taut spring, he burst forth again the moment he landed, leaping back with a "whoosh".

[Blanca O Side-Tumble Spin-Off]!

Bang!

Shiraki Sei's flying right sweeping kick landed squarely on Oliva's neck.

"...!"

Oliva stiffened his neck, using his well-developed shoulder and neck muscles to support himself, his upper body staggering and swaying, with veins bulging under his skin.

It's clear that Shiraki Sei's kick was much more explosive!

"Well……"

Oliva grunted and raised his hand to grab Shiramu Cheng's ankle, but Shiramu Cheng instantly kicked off and turned his body, using the explosive force to jump up again.

Swish!

This time, the move wasn't a spin, but rather parkour.

[Rashid's forward jump flip!]

Whoa!

The burst of power in the Soul-level [Exhaustion] state made Shiramu Cheng's turning movements extremely fast, almost instantly flipping over Oliva.

Oliva reached out and grabbed nothing, then turned to look.

Bai Mucheng had already jumped back off the ground, his feet landing on the intact interior wall behind him.

【Rashid Triangle Jump】!

Snapped!

Shiramu Cheng jumped up a second time, flying straight towards Oliva, swinging his right arm back to maintain balance, raising his heel inward and upward, and forcefully slamming his right knee forward.

[Sagat Tiger Jump Knee Strike]!

boom--!

Oliva was hit in the face again, and blood spurted from his mouth and nose.

If an ordinary person were to receive this knee strike, they would most likely suffer a fractured skull.

But with all his muscles tensed, Oliva was not someone who could be knocked down by a single knee strike, and it wouldn't even cause any significant, effective damage!

"Um……"

Oliva grunted and swung his heavy punches left and right. One of the punches was dodged by Shiraki, who jumped back, but the second punch hit him.

Boom!

Bai Mucheng took the punch to the side of his face. Even though he twisted his neck to deflect the force, his teeth were still loosened and a lot of blood gushed out.

Whoosh...!

Soul-level [Exhaustion]...

Without stopping, Shiraki leaped forward and turned, clenching his right fist and throwing a powerful backhand punch at Oliva.

【Jamie O Quick Spin Backhand Punch】!

boom!

Oliva was hit in the side of the face again, and felt dizzy, his eyebrows and eyes furrowed together.

He vaguely sensed that as Bai Mucheng's understanding of "exhaustion" deepened, his fists and feet—and even his movements—were changing!

And in the instant this thought had just surfaced—

shuh...

Shiraki Cheng's right hand, with his index and middle fingers raised, erupted like a weightless ray of light in his [Powerless] state, sweeping forward in an instant.

【Jamie o Dianchen】!

--Snapped!

Two fingers struck the front of Oliva's jaw precisely, creating a leverage effect.

Oliva's brain collided violently with the inner wall of his skull, much like a pinball game, resulting in typical concussion symptoms.

Oliva's eyes trembled, his head was spinning, and his right knee had bent, causing him to kneel on the ground.

shuh...

Shiramu Cheng immediately stomped the ground and twisted his waist, intending to follow up with a [Rising Dragon] uppercut, but changed his move again at the moment of throwing the punch, pushing off the ground and retreating.

Blanca jumped back in surprise!

Swish-!

Oliva then swung his heavy punch, sweeping across the spot where Shiraki had just been, but missed.

Even though he was dizzy and his vision was distorted and doubled, Oliva did not lose his ability to fight back, and he almost succeeded!

"Well……"

Oliva knelt on one knee, rubbed his chin, and exhaled hot breaths.

His facial muscles tensed as he suppressed the nauseating dizziness and frowned at Bai Mucheng.

"How beautiful, Shiraki..."

"It seems you've grasped something extraordinary."

Oliver braced himself on his knees and tried to stand up, but after staggering a few steps, he knelt down on one knee again to avoid falling.

His jaw and nose were aching slightly.

"I haven't felt this way in a long time; it's not something that ordinary punches and kicks can achieve..."

Oliva squinted and grinned, analyzing:

"The ultimate state of 'ease' that you have come to understand allows you to gain unparalleled speed and explosive power the moment you start."

"That extremely powerful 'explosive' attack, combined with your relentless 'technique' of striking, ultimately—successfully shook my brain."

"This dizziness is like magic!"

"Great job! Shiraki, you did a really good job..."

Oliva tried, but was still a little unsteady on his feet, though he seemed quite indifferent.

"Logically speaking, I should delay the recovery now, but using tricks is not in my nature, so I won't do that."

"Can't stand up?"

"I don't need to stand firm, because I have...this move!!"

As he spoke, Oliva gave up on standing up and instead sat cross-legged on the ground.

Chapter 491 Sphere Technique

The Tokishita neighborhood, inside the high walls.

More and more people came to watch the battle, and they all gathered together, staring at the wall that had been riddled with holes.