Super Fighting Tokyo.

Musashi said, "The ultimate sword, the ultimate slash—the realm of no sword."

Shiraki Cheng said, "The ultimate power, the ultimate strike—[The Strike Without Strike]!"

So... this must be it!?

What Shiraki Cheng pursues is a realm that exists beyond "strike"!

[A strike without hitting]!!!

"..."

The audience was stunned.

Looking at Miyamoto Musashi, after a brief moment of stunned silence, his eyebrows, eyes, and the corners of his mouth all rose up, revealing an expression of wild joy.

He exclaimed, "Amazing!!"

"..."

Bai Mucheng did not respond, but slowly pushed his palm forward, then changed it into a fist, his movements several times lighter, and suddenly swung out a right fist.

【Luke O Sand Blast】!

Snapped!

The fiery red fist pressure reverberated in the void, striking forward a distance of three or four meters.

An invisible pressure is spreading!

It is almost tangible, as if it could be captured by the naked eye!

It's like seeing an "invisible wall" in front of a mime actor.

Just like a mime artist lifting an invisible weight!

Shiraki's "striking" action brought an incredibly powerful pressure and fighting spirit, allowing onlookers to see something "beyond striking"!

—That was Shiraki Cheng's "fighting spirit".

Despite being a "striking technique" limited by arm span and leg length, Shiraki's movements allow the attack range of the "striking" to exceed its limits.

The five-meter distance between the enemy and our forces, a formidable barrier that ordinary people could not bridge even with swords, was thus breached by Shiraki Cheng!

No one at the scene had any doubt—

Shiraki Sei's "invisible strike" was not a bluff, but rather a demonstration of the effects "after the strike"!

This is the "strike without striking"!

……

"...!!"

In the audience, Izo gripped the armrests tightly, beads of cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

"Has Shiraki-kun made up for the difference in attack range...!?"

……

……

"what!"

Shiraki Cheng unleashed a palm strike, transforming it into a semi-transparent, invisible shockwave that struck Musashi five meters away.

Musashi wanted to get a closer look, so he took a slight step to the side, narrowly avoiding the invisible shockwave, and stared intently at it.

Even though there was nothing in front of him, Musashi's piercing, glass-bead-like eyes were still "illuminated" by something.

"Well……"

Musashi turned his head to look.

At the same time—

【Ryuo Hadouken】!

Snapped!

The second invisible shockwave struck Musashi in the face, and the "Invisible Fist" immediately exploded and spread.

And in that instant—

Ode!

Bai Mucheng had already arrived in a flash, moving faster than a human, his eyes leaving a scarlet afterglow in mid-air.

And his tightly clenched right hand—that "real punch"—crossed the distance and, in the instant the invisible fist exploded, slammed into Musashi's face.

Bang!

The fist slammed into Musashi's face, causing him to be pulled by inertia, his face and lips flying off, and his whole body flying backward off the ground.

Wow!

Musashi's nose gushed blood, and his back slammed heavily to the ground. The force propelled him to roll several times before he fell backward onto the ground.

"..."

"..."

The audience was stunned, completely bewildered by what had happened.

Among them, [Martial God] Yuji Dubu turned his head and glanced at Honbu Izo. The two looked at each other and nodded, then understood each other perfectly.

Du Bu explained in a deep voice:

"The answer is 'action rehearsal'!"

"Because of his exceptionally high level of combat skill, Brother Bai Mu can probe his opponents with an invisible fist from a distance of five meters... or even further!"

“Once the invisible fist strikes, it means that his ‘real strike’ will hit!”

"The accuracy of the pre-planning in the [Strike Without Strike] technique is just that high!"

Du Bu clenched his fist and stood up, exclaiming in surprise:

"Brother Shiraki's fist touched Musashi's sword from a distance!!"

Chapter 714 [No Fighting] VS [No Blade]!

poof...

Miyamoto Musashi fell down again.

This time, Musashi was beaten even worse than before, with blood bursting from his mouth and nose, and his hands and feet trembling slightly!

Let's look at the white wood support.

The audience didn't even see how he managed to cross the "about five meters" distance and throw his fist!

And behind Shiraki Cheng—

Due to the rapid forward momentum, Bai Mucheng's feet scraped away the grass on the ground, leaving two deep tire tracks.

What a terrifying impact that is...?

Shiraki Cheng charged over!

First, from a distance, he unleashed an invisible fist that struck Miyamoto Musashi.

Then, at the same time, his fist was thrown out and landed on Miyamoto Musashi's face!

— Both actions are carried out simultaneously, combining the strikes into one!

This is the "strike without striking"!

The fist, imbued with willpower, transcended distance, its striking range far exceeding expectations, and was in no way inferior to "swords"!

"Well……"

Musashi was blasted five meters away, his eyes trembling uncontrollably.

Snap...

Shiramu Cheng pushes off the ground and twists his waist, transmitting the force upwards from his waist and abdomen. He raises his fists and swings them quickly from side to side, launching a rapid punching attack forward.

【Edge O Spiritual Energy Emission】!

Whoosh!

The continuous barrage of invisible "boxing-style" punches transformed into semi-transparent shockwaves, seemingly capable of traversing distances and pressing down on the fallen Musashi.

Musashi, who was lying on his back panting, saw that things were not going well, so he decisively pushed off the ground and slid back to a greater distance, and then squatted down to get up.

He was just taking a break.

Even though his face was covered in blood, Musashi still had the strength to fight back!

But when Musashi opened his eyes and looked ahead, he saw that Shiraki Cheng's figure suddenly disappeared, leaving only a rumbling sound in the place.

Soul-level [Exhaustion] Completed —

【Darsim Yoga Moment】!

Whoosh!

Even without blinking, everyone seemed to see Shiraki suddenly disappear and then reappear three meters diagonally away, closing the distance between him and Musashi.

[Unseen Strike] strikes again!

Bai Mucheng focused his energy into his fist, pushed off the ground with his right foot, and threw forward with all his might in a "Thai boxing style".

【Sagat Tiger Cannon】!

fool--!

An almost tangible, invisible shockwave, mixed with the roar of a tiger from Muay Thai, rapidly attacked Musashi.

Having learned his lesson, Musashi has no intention of taking another "blow" from Shiraki.

His eyes were downcast, and he rolled to the side in a half-squatting position, avoiding the Muay Thai "no-hit" as he stood up.