Super Fighting Tokyo.

A fierce fighting spirit permeated his entire body, almost making him explode!

"jungle……"

Bai Mucheng murmured softly.

"The jungle is a terrifying place; there are unfamiliar calls and creatures I've never seen before."

“But my master taught me that what makes something terrible is ‘not understood’.”

Shiraki's eyes darted around, glancing at the standing Oliva.

"And just now, I have fully grasped your muscles and strength..."

"..."

Oliva's voice was deep and cold, "Your condition is such that I could kill you at any moment. Don't you think I'm terrifying enough?"

Bai Mucheng grinned slightly. "The creatures living in the jungle kill each other to survive; it's a cycle of eating and being eaten."

"When you're eating, you should also be prepared to be eaten—the same applies to fighting."

"Olive, if you're so engrossed in using your body to eat people, be careful you won't be eaten too..."

"..."

Upon hearing Bai Mucheng's reply, Oliva's expression suddenly changed, and his pent-up anger surged up.

He suddenly raised his right foot and stomped it down hard on Bai Mucheng's head.

boom--!

With a loud bang, like a grenade exploding on the spot, it created a terrifying crater in the concrete.

Looking closer, one could see that Shiramu Cheng had already rolled backward and jumped to dodge the kick, leaping over Oliva's head and landing behind him.

Whoosh—!

Oliva clenched his right fist, turned around, and swung it horizontally with great force, as if a tornado was howling.

Bai Mucheng quickly crouched down to dodge, but was then kicked by Oliva, sending him flying backward and crashing into a distant brick wall.

Splash!

Bricks and rubble were scattered everywhere.

At the same time, Oliva pushed off the ground with his feet and slammed forward with his left shoulder, crushing Shiraki like a roaring train.

dong dong dong dong!

The thud of his foot on the ground was far beyond the level of a human stomp, and the dust and smoke scattered everywhere, like a smoke bomb exploding and engulfing the battlefield.

"..."

The spreading smoke and dust, under the sunlight, created a Tyndall effect, obscuring the view of the battle from the onlookers.

Some lucky people with good angles can only see it vaguely—

Amidst the smoke and dust, Oliva unleashed a barrage of heavy punches, while Shiraki Cheng tumbled and leaped, struggling to survive amidst the perilous surroundings.

But occasionally, Shiraki would roll and punch or kick, successfully hitting Oliva in the face.

"Well……"

It was faintly visible that Oliva was bleeding from the blow, the blood spraying onto the ground.

suddenly--

Oliver seized the opportunity and once again used his body muscles to form that gaping maw.

In the silhouette illuminated by the Tyndall effect, the large mouth appears to be full of sharp teeth and fangs, biting towards Shiramu Cheng.

Swish-!

Shiramu was "bitten" again, and his entire right side—including his right arm and right leg, and even the right half of his body—was swallowed up.

It's Pac-Man again!

Oliva's muscles began to twitch again, as if he intended to swallow Shiramu Cheng a second time.

But at this moment, Wang Ma, who was watching the battle, keenly noticed—

The moment he was swallowed by Oliva, Shiraki Cheng's body went limp, and he tried to relax as much as possible.

"...It's [exhaustion]!"

Wang Ma suddenly realized something.

The next second, Shiramu Cheng's right arm and right leg tensed up and exerted force, completing the maximum burst in an instant, as if exploding in Oliva's "mouth".

boom!

The instantaneous exertion caused "angularity" to appear on the right side of Shiraki's body, spreading from within Oliva's sphere technique.

The elbow struck Oliva's philtrum, the palm pressed hard against the knee, and the heel kicked Oliva's groin.

【Blanca O Thunderbolt】!

A jungle-style defensive technique originating from the "electric eel" was reproduced by Shiraki in the form of "exhaustion burst".

Clap!

It was as if an electric current exploded, tearing a momentary gap in Oliva's muscle ball, forcing him to stop tightening, allowing Shiraki to break free and jump back.

"~~~~~!"

Oliva frowned, tears welling in his eyes, and staggered a few steps backward.

Bai Mucheng's voice rang in his ears.

"Olive, you called me a little bug? Aren't you afraid?"

"Those who are not afraid are foolish, because ants are the strongest in the jungle—it has nothing to do with size!"

"Don't underestimate me..."

Bai Mucheng pressed down on his entire body and took a deep breath.

"A top-notch fighter uses all the muscles in their body in every move. Your trick of using only one part of the body is too weak!"

"You dare use a mere muscle against me?!"

Ode!

【Charge with Fighting Spirit】!

Bai Mucheng lunged forward, kicking up a cloud of dust on the wrecked ground, and unleashed a powerful upper-level kick the instant he got close.

boom--!

Oliva's face was hit again, and blood spurted out.

"Fight with what you do best—something more impactful!"

Chapter 494 The Perfect Balance of Force

[Ryuo Uppercut Kick]!

boom--!

With an extremely fast, sudden forward kick, he slammed the outside of his foot into Oliva's face, causing him to spit blood from his mouth and nose, staining his entire face red.

Shiraki said that Oliva should fight with something "more shocking".

But for the audience watching from the sidelines, the scene itself was shocking enough, leaving them speechless and their hearts pounding.

"..."

Blood dripped down Oliva's face, and he staggered and bent over.

Without stopping, Shiraki stomped his feet on the ground, rotated his core, and threw a fast mid-section hook punch straight at Oliva's abdomen.

boom!

Immediately following, he swept out with his right leg, hitting Oliva's calf.

In the next instant, Shiraki stepped back slightly and then kicked forward twice with his left foot.

"brake!"

【Ryuo's Unbreakable Triple Strike】!

boom--!

The kick struck Oliva squarely in the face, almost caved in his nose, and caused him to wince and choke on his tears.

"call……!"

Bai Mucheng exhaled a stream of heat, clenched his fists at his waist to release his tension, then took a deep breath by engaging his abdominal muscles, pushed off the ground with his right foot, and thrust his right palm forward.

[Long Bo's slap!]

Boom!

Then he delivered a follow-up palm strike to the face, his "stance" making it seem like he had thrown two or three punches, causing Oliva's movements to freeze instantly, and he failed to stand up straight.

Bai Mucheng pressed close, ready to throw another punch.

"Uh……"

The feeling of having all his movements blocked made Oliva's anger rise.

He gritted his teeth and, with his knees slightly bent, awkwardly managed to deliver a powerful slap using only his waist, abdomen, and upper limbs.

Bai Mucheng raised his left arm and simultaneously blocked to the left with his right palm to defend himself. At the same time, he pushed off the ground with his left foot and jumped to dissipate the force as much as possible.

[Aura Parry]!

*Snap!*

Oliva's right palm struck Shiraki's left shoulder hard, sending him flying sideways and spinning like a windmill.

Swish, swish...!