Super Fighting Tokyo.

The headquarters chuckled softly, "【Liberation】is a secret technique that removes the limitations of the brain and greatly enhances the body's functions, but the force exerted to release the shackles will also increase blood flow."

"My kunai, although it did not hit an artery, once the blood flow speed is increased, even the body of a Wu clan will bleed profusely."

Having said that, the commander's eyes darted around, and he looked at Jack on his left.

"Are you still biting, buddy?"

"If it were the original Jack, my shoulder bone would definitely be broken after that bite."

"But it's really strange, I seem to be fine..."

As he spoke, the commander even put the "Kaito" short sword back into his waistband, and at the same time slightly bent his feet, ready to exert force.

"Whether it's 'Liberation' or 'Biting,' they are powerful, but neither of them can be considered 'martial arts'..."

The next moment—

Ode!

【Charge with Fighting Spirit】!

Shiraki pushed off the ground with his back foot, his figure suddenly blurred, and he instantly closed in on the left side behind the headquarters, while pulling his left fist back and clenching it.

He aimed at the headquarters that Jack was biting!

Rather than saying that Shiraki Sei found an opportunity to launch a sneak attack, it would be more accurate to say that he was using the "momentum" of the headquarters to experience his "martial arts" as much as possible.

Will our headquarters use military tactics to disrupt the formation of the three-man encirclement?

Then let's abandon the idea of ​​encirclement and switch back to the rhythm of "one-on-one" battles, seizing every opportunity to launch a fierce attack!

【Marisa's Roman Dagger】!

Clang!

A powerful left straight punch, carrying forward momentum, pierced the commander's head like a short sword.

The commander raised his right hand to block outwards.

Bang!

With a muffled thud, the main body twisted its waist counterclockwise, trying to dissipate the force while using the power of Shiramu Cheng's punch to complete a rapid turn.

Swish!

This turn also pulled at Jack's white teeth, which were biting down hard on the left shoulder of the main body, causing them to shatter and scatter.

Crash! ...

With a crisp crack, Jack's teeth shattered, spraying out saliva, blood, large pieces of broken teeth, and even dental fillings!

"—!?"

Jack's mouth was slightly open, his eyes wide, watching as his main body was blasted away by Shiraki's punch. Immediately, a sharp pain surged into his mind.

……

……

Bystanders gasped in surprise:

"It looks...like a tooth...?!"

"It was torn to shreds by the clothes??"

"He used the force of one person's punch to casually tear out the other person's teeth!"

……

……

Pfft! !

The main body fell heavily to the ground, rolled twice, and then flipped backward into a half-squat before standing up again.

Meanwhile, Shiramu Cheng did not rashly pursue, but simply shook his smoking left fist, glanced at Jack, and finally looked towards headquarters.

"Well……"

I adjusted my collar; my left arm was unharmed.

It is clearly visible that the area on his left shoulder where Jack bit him, although obviously damaged, was not even bitten through the fabric.

"How could I possibly wear an ordinary shirt to compete against the 'Biting Maniac' Jack Vanma?"

"This is aramid fiber."

The commander rubbed his swollen face and explained, "This material is often used to reinforce aircraft, make paraglider ropes, or radial tires."

"I used it to make a bulletproof and blade-proof jacket."

"Although it's a bit pricey, I'm very grateful to the Wu family for their supply channels, which saved me a lot of money..."

flow……

A trickle of blood flowed from the corner of the head of the unit's mouth.

Despite his efforts to block and deflect the force of Shiraki Cheng's heavy punch, he was still injured in the mouth, and half of his face was in pain and sore.

"Street fighting is unpredictable and terrifying; it's really hard to deal with..."

The headquarters sighed, then changed the subject, confidently smiling, "But even so, it still can't be considered battlefield martial arts."

This is a provocation, and we have to do it regardless of whether it's useful or not.

Having said that, the commander raised an eyebrow slightly.

"Jack's bite force is enough to bite through a coconut, so my shoulder that was bitten is not exactly fine."

"But even so, I have already uprooted your most prized weapon, Jack, and torn off one of your teeth."

"In addition, your legs were also struck hard, impairing your mobility."

The headquarters then looked at Wu Lei'an.

"And Brother Wu, your right leg is practically useless. You're just one step away from massive bleeding, and you can't even use [Liberation]."

"A slight error can lead to a huge difference, and that would be extremely dangerous."

"It can be said that neither the secret techniques nor the technology of the Wu clan are meaningful anymore."

The commander wiped the blood from his face and warned the two men:

"This is the end; it's time for the tide to recede."

"Next, I'm going to risk my life and fight Shiraki-kun in this 1v1 match."

"..."

Although the audience couldn't fully understand what was being said, they were all dumbfounded.

But was Izou's statement sincere?

--unimportant.

Honbu Izou sincerely hoped that what he just said was reality, but the real reality is often more terrifying, even frightening!

Can you understand...?

Although one person lost "liberation" and the other lost "fangs", he is still Wu Lei'an, he is still Jack Fanma!

Even without its fangs, a lion is still a lion.

Even without its claws, a bear is still a bear!

Can you easily declare victory when faced with a ferocious beast that has lost its fangs and claws?

Stop daydreaming!

Moreover, these three beasts will learn from their mistakes and will no longer attack blindly at the same time.

It's too difficult...

"call!"

The headquarters exhaled a large breath of hot air, facing the three men with a tense and ready stance.

At the same time, another person moved.

It is Wu Lei'an, the "Demon".

No matter the time or the situation, Wu Lei'an always lived as a "strongman".

However, the severe injury to his right thigh had rendered Wu Lei'an unable to activate [Liberation] again, and he could barely move his feet.

Even so, the man was still smiling!

"what!"

Even at this final moment, he was still fighting in a way that "he" approved of—!!

Snapped!

Wu Lei'an tightened his right leg to stop the bleeding, then slammed his left leg against the ground, completely abandoning all other options, and lunged forward like a sharp sword.

This isn't some kind of strategy or anything fancy.

Wu Lei'an simply couldn't tolerate having his wrist strength restricted, forcing him to submit and admit defeat!

Swish!

In an instant, Wu Lei'an rushed to the front of the main force.

And the next second—

Bang!

An earthen smoke bomb exploded in front of Wu Lei'an, billowing white smoke rising and surging, instantly engulfing him and his unit.

"—!?"

Jack and Shiramu Cheng, who were not far away, stared intently with wide eyes.

When the smoke cleared, Wu Lei'an was still standing in the same spot, while Benbu had moved a few steps away and was taking something out of his pocket.

It's a small stick... no!

It turned out to be a folding steel short gun, similar to a baton. With a strong swing, the gun head would pop out!