Super Fighting Tokyo.

Ultimately, even the sound barrier was broken!

The same principle applies to the hand strikes he delivers; after countless accelerations, they can even surpass the speed of sound!

boom--!!!

The destructive power of such kicks and punches is self-evident and unimaginable.

When they landed on Pikachu, they instantly sent Pikachu flying, its back slamming heavily onto the ground before bouncing back and rolling forward once.

poof...

Finally, Pike collapsed to the ground.

Even that massive physique—even the primal power from two hundred million years ago—could not prevail against the speed of sound!

"—!!"

The spectators who witnessed this scene widened their eyes and erupted in cheers in the stadium.

"The strikes are effective!"

"The curator knocked out Pico!"

"We got it! We got it!!"

"..."

Guo Haihuang saw it clearly and nodded in admiration, "He has indeed mastered... and even surpassed the boxing style I demonstrated!"

Tokugawa Mitsunari stared intently, then asked Baki Hanma beside him, "Baki, does that mean... Katsumi won?!"

"..."

But soon, everyone realized that something was wrong.

Katsumi was able to defeat Pike because he used a sonic punch.

But the problem is...

That's right.

The problem lies precisely in this "speed of sound".

All of Katsumi's hands, as well as his left leg which had been used in a spinning kick, were now covered in blood!

Fingers and toes were all twisted into pretzels, as if they had been caught in some kind of industrial machinery and ripped to shreds!

The broken bones stretched the skin, creating irregular bumps.

Some of the skin even cracked from the very beginning, revealing the subcutaneous tissue!

Drops of bright red blood fell, and just looking at them from afar made one's teeth ache, and one couldn't help but furrow one's brows and eyes, feeling a kind of empathetic, intense pain!

"..."

Beside Bai Mucheng, ink ripples and flows, outlining yet another imposing female fighter—Marisa.

{As expected, it comes from history dating back two hundred million years.}

Marissa stared intently at the ring, her eyes wide. {Facing Piccolo, without that level of sacrifice, you couldn't even manage a single knockdown!}

"..."

……

Meanwhile, Tokugawa Mitsunari was already sweating profusely.

"Ah...ah...Katsumi's hands and feet..."

The old man stared at the scene in disbelief, "Is Piccolo's body made of iron?!"

In response, Nobel laureate Dr. Payne, who was standing nearby, offered his explanation.

"That was not caused by Piccolo's body."

Dr. Payne recalled what had just happened.

"The fighter's punches and kicks exceeded the speed of sound, and thus crashed into the 'wall of air'—that is, the sound barrier."

"The reason why his fists and feet were severely damaged was precisely because of the 'sound barrier'."

"..."

Tokugawa, Dr. Pain, and Baki—the three of them had their viewing positions right in front of the stands.

Therefore, Bai Mucheng, Wu Fengshui, and many other masters also approached to listen.

Dr. Payne gestured, "For example, an airplane that is accelerating is moving forward while experiencing wind resistance."

"The resistance it experiences increases proportionally with acceleration."

"And at the moment its speed exceeds 1225 kilometers per hour, it will break the sound barrier, producing a phenomenon known as a 'sonic boom'!"

"That phenomenon can be observed with the naked eye and can also be successfully photographed."

"The problem is that breaking the sound barrier puts a huge strain on objects, and there are numerous reports of tragedies caused by this."

"Why does aerospace require special materials? This is part of the reason."

"The result of breaking the sound barrier is something even ordinary metals cannot withstand!"

Dr. Payne wagged his finger.

"This kind of air... which is everywhere, seems to offer no resistance, but when fists and feet collide with it at speeds exceeding 1225 kilometers per hour, it will bear an extraordinary burden!"

"Ultimately, it will lead to a devastating result."

"..."

Upon hearing the explanation, everyone stared blankly at the scene.

At this moment, Yuji Katsumi had already knelt down with a "plop," and more blood splattered from his hands.

He could no longer clench his fists, or even step on the ground with his left foot.

Having sacrificed his hands and left foot, he finally gained the upper hand.

however--

The man he was facing, Pike, was lying on the ground and was gradually recovering.

"..."

Pike grinned broadly, a smile returning to his face.

A primitive man from 200 million years ago is slowly getting up from the ground and landing on his feet again, under the watchful eyes of the audience.

The morning sun shone into the stadium and fell on Piccolo, outlining his strong physique like an epic sculpture!

Ah... there really is such a "life"...

Tens of thousands of people were stunned.

The masters, depicted with ink-wash dotted lines, also wore serious expressions.

What a pity...

So far, nothing that Keji has done has been wrong.

At the right time, deliver the right blow, use the right move, and have the right mindset...

But the same applies to Pike.

So Pike withstood the blows and got up from the ground.

The attacker knelt on the ground;

The person who was being beaten looked down at him.

This doesn't make sense?

No, quite the opposite...

It's just that things that are taken for granted happen naturally—nothing more!

"..."

Perhaps it's not because of fighting techniques.

Or perhaps it's because they know Pike too well.

In short, Dr. Payne, being the scientist, was the first to regain his composure and spoke in a low voice:

"You still don't understand..."

"Indeed, you fighters are very strong, so strong that you have overturned my predictions, I admit that."

"But in modern combat techniques, there are precise weight classes."

"But what about the battle right now?"

Dr. Payne looked serious.

"Pico's fighting style has nothing to do with 'weight difference'!"

"You should rethink it—"

"Those primitive creatures that served as Pico's adversaries, how enormous were they!"

The PhD student gave an example.

"The largest known dinosaur species, Supersaurus, was actually 33 meters long and weighed an estimated 30 tons."

"In today's fighting world, what weight class would this be? And how many times heavier is Mr. Katsumi?"

"What about the Tyrannosaurus Rex, which could rival its skin?"

"Sharp, sword-like teeth, a nimble tail, powerful hind legs, and..."

"Shape."

"—A massive size of 15 tons!"

Dr. Payne said in a low voice, "Although the exact figures are unknown, I dare say that an attack of 15 tons is absolutely no match for a 100kg weapon!"

"So, this is only natural..."

Dr. Payne sighed. "So, let's end this here."