Super Fighting Tokyo.

“You haven’t played any official matches recently, but there’s no doubt that your skills have been improving, and I can see that.”

Shiraki smiled somewhat embarrassedly.

"..."

The three-person exchange will continue.

We would occasionally exchange ideas, practice together, and of course, close our eyes and ponder our respective fields.

But at that moment, a low chuckle suddenly rang out.

"Hehehe..."

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and froze in place. Retsukai even let out a startled "Whoa!"

What appeared was a thin, withered old man wearing oval-framed sunglasses.

His eyebrows and hair were white, and his skin was covered in wrinkles, far exceeding the level of "old age," but he was in good spirits, with a playful, smiling expression on his face.

Guo Haihuang is a legendary figure who reigns supreme in the pinnacle of boxing, having once made Yujiro Hanma stop his punches. He is 146 years old and can be considered the embodiment of boxing.

"Teacher Guo!? When did you arrive?"

Retsukai was full of surprise. "If you contact me, I will come to pick you up."

"..."

Both Ke Si and Gao Lang were seeing Guo Haihuang in person for the first time, and they immediately nodded and greeted him.

Shiraki Seiya also greeted Guo Haihuang, whom he hadn't seen in a long time.

Guo Haihuang responded with a smile.

Then, he lightly threw a punch, even adding a "thump" sound effect.

"A group of young people gathered together and casually labeled this level of move as 'complete'—it's just so unappealing."

"...Huh?"

Both Gaolang and Keji were taken aback.

Retsukai-oh asked, puzzled, "Teacher, did you see everything?"

"Yes, I saw it from beginning to end."

Guo Haihuang chuckled and continued to mimic the tone, teasing the four people present.

"This person said: Wow! You've got it!"

"That one said: Saber! Axe! Sonic speed!"

"And another thing, as expected of the ultimate weapon, its strength keeps increasing..."

"I heard everything perfectly clearly!"

"..."

Listening to the old man's imitation, the four young people present felt their toes dig into the ground, and they all blushed with embarrassment.

Getting back to the point, Katsumi couldn't contain his curiosity and asked, "So you think..."

"Oh!"

Guo Haihuang raised his hand, interrupting Ke Si.

As an old man who had lived for 146 years, he had already anticipated Katsumi's question, so he got straight to the point.

"Are you asking if it really exists? Is there really anything 'perfect' in this world?"

"—Yes, there are."

"..."

Guo Haihuang asked Lie Haiwang to bring a raw egg, attach a thin thread to the top of the egg, and hold the thread by hand to suspend the egg in mid-air.

Retsukai did as instructed, but didn't understand why. "Is this alright?"

"Ah."

Guo Haihuang stood in front of the egg and gestured to the others, "Look carefully, this is the complete technique."

As soon as he finished speaking—

call out!

Guo Haihuang's right hand suddenly disappeared for a moment.

When everyone realized what was happening, they saw the egg suspended in mid-air, but its bottom had cracked open, as if a round lid had been opened from the bottom.

The lid fell down, and the egg liquid inside flowed out.

This scene was incredibly shocking, leaving the people around wide-eyed and in disbelief.

This is Guo Haihuang's fist!

"Mmm~~~~"

Guo Haihuang reached out and caught the egg liquid. Adhering to the principle of not wasting food, he swallowed the raw egg in one gulp and licked his palm.

"There are more than 27 joints."

"Joints that exist for acceleration can be added as many as desired."

"Whether it's a hundred or a thousand, any amount is fine."

"If needed, just imagine it."

"—Because imagination is limitless."

Guo Haihuang lectured Keji and Liehaiwang, then turned to look at Baimu Cheng and Gaolang.

"The same applies to exhaustion..."

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Guo Haihuang, the pinnacle of modern boxing, wouldn't bother with any roundabout talk.

After instructing Katsumi and Retsukai, he turned to the other side.

"The same applies to exhaustion..."

"—They are all infinite."

Guo Haihuang slightly opened his eyes, his aged yet bright gaze looking at Bai Mucheng and Gaolang through his sunglasses.

"Hmm~~~! Street fighter and competitive boxer, do you two understand what I'm saying?"

"Whether it's street skills or striking techniques, they all rely on 'exhaustion,' so you'll definitely understand."

"..."

Shiramu Cheng and Gao Lang exchanged a glance, but both seemed to understand but not quite.

"Hehe, watch closely..."

Guo Haihuang glanced around, took the empty eggshell from Lie Haiwang's hand, and showed it to the four of them.

The bottom of the egg was hit by Guo Haihuang's punch, cutting a "circle" open, with only a tiny crack on top.

This level of skill is something even an ordinary person couldn't achieve with a knife, let alone bare hands.

Only a punch that exceeds the speed of sound can produce this effect!

Shiraki Cheng had seen this punch before.

Guo Haihuang once used this method to cut open Liu Longguang's wrist, burying that despicable "poisonous hand" completely!

"Look, this is the power of imagination."

Guo Haihuang chuckled and patted his arm. "That punch just now, let alone 27 joints, I only used my upper limbs, starting from my shoulders."

"The number of joints is very small, but it can exceed the speed of sound."

"Isn't that amazing?"

Guo Haihuang, with his hands behind his back, slowly explained, "In reality, there are only a few joints that can be used, but the truth is not like that."

"No matter how it is constructed in reality, it is different from the construction I imagined."

Guo Haihuang then changed the subject.

Similarly, there is also [exhaustion].

"Whether it's street fighting, boxing, or martial arts and karate, there's always the key to all these techniques: 'relaxation'."

"In life-or-death battles, when faced with emergencies that require the use of all your muscles, treat them as gently as you would a baby's hand."

"So, all you have to do is imagine yourself as a feather."

"Faced with a potentially fatal blow, one can completely shed one's own weight, thereby transforming 'exhaustion' into 'power dissipation' and neutralizing the opponent's attack."

"Or, in that completely relaxed state, unleash your punches, transforming the energy dissipation of defense into the energy dissipation of offense!"

Guo Haihuang chuckled and shook his fist.

That withered, shriveled, and wrinkled fist, with skin clinging to the bone and not a single muscle visible, exuded an extremely unusual sense of presence.

That's the kind of punch that's fast enough to slice through Liu Longguang's hand.

This same punch was powerful enough to shake Yujiro Hanma!

"The number of imagined joints is limitless."

"The imagined 'ease' has no lower limit in quality."

"—And the realm of both of these styles of boxing is 'infinite'."

Guo Haihuang raised an eyebrow at the four of them and said with a playful smile, "Facing Pike is like facing a 'hunt' from 200 million years ago, facing the strongest hunter in history."

"My protective magic is not even within Pike's hunting range."

"But wouldn't you be curious?"