Super Fighting Tokyo.

Shiraki Sei had anticipated this, otherwise he wouldn't have attacked from the "side."

But Oliva's agility far exceeded expectations, and the "drifting" angle of the entire muscle ball was extremely tricky, making it impossible to defend against!

More importantly, even after creating distance after the strike, Oliva would use his left hand as a "tongue" to forcefully grab forward.

Swish!

With a burst of strength from his left hand, Oliva used the function of his "tongue" to violently pull Shiramu Cheng toward the gaping maw formed by his own body.

Click!

Its sharp teeth and fangs snapped down, and its massive jaws closed.

Oliva used the Sphere Technique again, arching his back and pulling his whole body together, pressing his hands and feet inward to "clamp" Shiraki's upper body.

At this moment, Bai Mucheng's lower body was still struggling outside, repeatedly thrusting his knees forward.

Bang bang bang!

Oliva was unaffected, and his body began to "open and close" again, while his internal muscles twitched.

Like a giant pair of lips sucking food, or a python swallowing its prey, it swallowed Shiramu Cheng's lower body into its mouth a second time.

Bang!

Now, Shiramu Cheng's waist and abdomen were also swallowed up, leaving only his calves hanging in the air, with no joints left to move.

"...!?"

In the end, even the legs that were still outside seemed to have been smeared with "sauce" from his lips, which were wiped off by Oliva's large hands and swallowed.

Oliva's limbs were crossed and twisted, locking Shiraki firmly into his muscular sphere.

And just like that, a living person disappeared, having been "eaten" alive.

And just like that, they swallowed a person whole!

"..."

"..."

"..."

For a moment, all sound ceased.

Unlike the previous terrifying clashes that resembled a barrage of bombs, the battlefield was now eerily quiet, with only the sound of breathing.

But the extreme silence gradually turned into a terrifying shock.

!! ?

The audience was stunned, and even Ohma, Wakatsuki Takeshi, and Himuro Ryo were momentarily unable to comprehend the situation.

"Using muscles...to eat people?"

"Did the ball swallow the person?"

Pac-Man...?

"..."

A profound sense of confusion and shock filled the minds of many viewers, leaving them wide-eyed and utterly bewildered.

Was what Oliva used... a "technique"?

What will happen to Shiroki, who was swallowed, inside Oliva's "ball"?

What is happening now has far exceeded human imagination, reaching a completely different realm, and its madness is beyond comprehension!

next second...

Swish!

Oliva's sphere suddenly loosened, "spitting" out the white wood that it had swallowed, causing the white wood to fly backwards for three or four meters.

poof...

Bai Mucheng fell back to the ground, his limbs were loose and limp, he felt powerless, and his eyes were almost vacant, his pupils unfocused.

Like a piece of chewing gum that has been chewed for a long time and has lost all its chewiness.

"..."

The audience held their breath and stared wide-eyed.

Tokita Ohma clenched his fists, unable to suppress his gritted teeth, and asked in bewilderment:

Is this considered a fight?

"Is this kind of fighting style even considered martial arts...!?"

Chapter 493 Electric Insect

Oliva's "ball technique" is truly indescribable.

Even the viewers couldn't help but wonder if they would be able to describe this battle to others in the future.

……

……

This battle, which can be described as "horrific," is still ongoing.

"call……!"

Oliva, who had curled up into a ball, exhaled a breath of hot air, then relaxed his stance and lightly leaped up, standing on his two feet again.

He looked down calmly at Bai Mucheng, who had collapsed to the ground.

At this moment, Bai Mucheng's eyes were slightly open, clearly indicating that he had suffered a severe injury, but for a moment no one could pinpoint exactly where he was injured.

"..."

This scene caused both Ohma and the Wakatsuki samurai to frown deeply.

Himuro Ryo thought of something more, broke out in a cold sweat, and muttered, "So that's how it is, it's 'catching bugs'..."

Ohma and Wakatsuki were puzzled. "What?"

Himuro Ryo retorted, "You guys didn't play bug-catching games when you were kids?"

Both Ohma and Wakatsuki shook their heads.

The former said, "When I was a child, I wandered around the Tokita neighborhood. In order to find food and survive, I would fight people with a knife every day."

The latter recalled, "Because of my physical condition, I lived in a laboratory since I was a child to prevent those around me from getting hurt."

Ryo Himuro: "..."

Himuro Ryo: "Wow, it's really not easy for you guys to grow up healthy and strong..."

Wang Ma and Wakatsuki both nodded and thanked Erhu and Furuhachi for their care.

Himuro Ryo crossed his arms. "The Sanrou area is relatively stable, so when I was a kid, I would occasionally play some games that my peers played."

"For example—catching insects."

"On a hot summer day, we captured the vibrant dragonflies flying freely by the river."

"But since there was no insect cage at the time, I could only gently wrap it in my hand, trying not to crush it, and then quickly find a plastic box."

"But when I opened my hand again to observe the dragonfly, it had weakened to the point that it was obvious at a glance."

This scene made me understand—

"Just how enormous is the stress and impact on life caused by the act of 'sealing'?"

Himuro Ryo looked towards the battlefield, observing the situation between the two.

"Olive's move was tantamount to squeezing Shiraki Cheng like a 'little worm' tightly in a muscular hand and compressing him with all his might!"

"The damage was unimaginably immense!"

"..."

……

As Himuro Ryo said, Oliva was quite confident in his move.

Even when Shiraki lay sprawled on the ground, completely defenseless and limp, Oliva did not pursue him, but instead spoke.

"Can you feel it? This is the difference in power."

"Even if you've trained for a long time, in front of my muscles you're nothing more than a small insect held in my hand, at my mercy."

Oliva lowered his gaze and looked down at Bai Mucheng.

"If this battle had taken place in the Tokyo Dome's underground arena, then the outcome would have been decided."

"But unfortunately, brother, the two of us didn't 'go into the ring'."

Oliva's lips curled up slightly.

"The fundamental reason we hurt each other is that you wanted to leave, and I wanted to drag you into the ring."

"So, how do we end this fight?"

"The answer is very simple."

Oliva said seriously, "I'm going to throw you back into your room and force you to conserve your energy until you step onto that fighting ring and fight me."

“During this process, even if you cry and shout, or even kneel down and beg for mercy, I will not let you go.”

"This will make you realize how terrifying I am!"

"..."

At the same time, Bai Mucheng woke up early and lay on his back on the ground, recovering his strength while listening to Oliva speak.

“Mr. Oliva, I have never denied how terrible you are…”

Even though he was completely unable to move, Bai Mucheng felt his consciousness surging within him, and his whole body felt clear and comfortable.