I teach judo in Tokyo.

The power contained in their fists and feet is so great that it would not be an exaggeration to say that it could split rocks and shatter monuments.

However, despite Gaolang's terrifying punches and kicks landing squarely on Sousuke, they failed to cause any damage.

Gaolang stopped moving, and his expression changed slightly.

"When I first hit your abdomen, I found it strange... your muscle rigidity is terrifying..."

"It's just as terrifying as Julius."

"You have superhuman abilities?"

As he said this, Gaolang frowned.

During the previous exchange of blows, he had already learned that Atobe Sousuke's skills had reached a berserker level.

Now he seems to possess the invincible muscle strength of Julius.

I'm afraid this battle of mine will be...

Unexpectedly, Atobe Sousuke smiled and shook his head: "No, I don't have the physique of a tiger. What I possess is just a technique called 'Indestructible' that allows me to withstand blows."

"Technology, huh...?"

Gaolang's expression returned to calm: "I understand—let's continue!"

Whether it's technical or physical.

In Gaolang's career as a powerful warrior, he had already encountered all sorts of opponents in hundreds of fierce battles.

This also includes guys like Atobe Sousuke.

He continued to win steadily and surely.

Except for a few rare instances where he encountered invincible monsters and lost a few battles, there was nothing else that could dampen his will to survive.

Gaolang charged out with lightning speed, like an arrow released from a bow.

His gaze was firm, and his right hand was already pulled back to gather power, his fist taut like an iron hammer.

His right fist is different from his left fist.

Several years ago, in a match against a "monster-level" opponent, he lost the game because he punched his opponent's elbow, which shattered the bone in his right fist.

Since then, he has been working day and night to improve the strength of his right punch after recovering from his injury.

Wooden stakes, bricks, stones, and even—metal.

The fist collides with increasingly harder materials, constantly wearing down, and then relies on special drugs to accelerate its recovery.

In the end, he finally mastered his right fist and turned it into a terrifying and deadly weapon.

This right fist, as hard as if bestowed by God, was called by him—the Divine Light.

Even a fierce tiger would be severely injured if my punch landed squarely on it!

come on!

Let me use this right fist, honed to its limit, to utterly defeat you!

Gaolang swung his proud right fist with great force.

The air contracted rapidly under the pressure of his full-force punch, producing a crackling sound, as if it had transformed into a ball of flame that shot out at high speed.

Then it fell heavily into Sousuke's palm!

The whole process was like Gaolang's fist turning into a ball of flame the moment it was thrown.

Then, after falling into Sousuke's palm, it turned back into an ordinary fist.

Gaolang looked stunned.

But in an instant, he was pulled by a strange force, and his whole body flew backward and into the air!

The audience erupted in uproar.

Sosuke swung his arm with effortless grace, swinging Gaolang around in the air as if it were nothing.

Then it fell heavily and slammed onto the ground!

SSR-level skill - Manipulation Form: Ultimate!

"boom!"

Gaolang coughed up blood as his back smashed the hard, specially made cushion into pieces.

With his back to the injured Gaolang, Sousuke released his grip on Gaolang's right wrist and gave a slight smile.

"Not bad, but it seems I've won."

Gaolang heard it clearly. He lay on the ground, panting for a few moments, but ultimately did not get up again.

There's no need to get up.

His strongest punch was caught by his opponent with ease.

Not only did it catch the attack, but it also managed to precisely redirect and disrupt the flow of power in his attack, ultimately converting it into the force that sent him flying.

Regardless of that "not bad" technique for resisting blows.

It's still this incredible skill in disrupting forces.

This boy named Atobe Sousuke is so powerful that his strength has far exceeded what I can even begin to comprehend.

It's a level that can't be compensated for by working desperately or having a burst of energy.

Sosuke slowly walked off the field.

Behind him, the excited voice of the beautiful host echoed throughout the venue: "Thailand's Fighting God, Gaolang, is incapacitated. The victor is—"

"Sousuke Atobe!!!"

Chapter 345 The Inner Demon Won't Listen to Him

"The victor—Sousuke Atobe!"

......

Amidst the enthusiastic cheers of the entire audience.

Atobe Sousuke calmly made his exit.

He has no more matches scheduled for today, so there's no need for him to stay on the court any longer.

After the match, he went directly to the players' lounge prepared by the organizers.

As superhumans, even after their competition ends, they cannot act alone during that time.

As for those who failed, they were quickly taken away for treatment by the organizer's medical team.

The lounge was simply furnished with a sofa and a large-screen TV.

On the screen, the footage is, of course, a live broadcast of the event.

A woman with a hot body is fighting against a tall, strong man.

He calmly sat down on the sofa, watching as the woman in the video skillfully outmaneuvered the man, then slid in and broke his leg, rendering him unable to stand.

He casually rubbed the spots on his body that had been hit by Gaolang's heavy blows.

Although the Vajra Form's muscle-tightening technique negates most of the damage, it is not an invincible divine skill.

Some of the blows were so severe that they caused some bruising and swelling in the muscles that were attacked.

A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door.

"Please come in." Sosuke tilted his head.

A beautiful woman dressed as a nurse walked in and bowed respectfully to Sōsuke: "Mr. Atobe, how are your injuries? Do you need the help of our medical team?"

As she spoke, her beautiful eyes kept scanning Sosuke's amazing figure, and you could clearly see her swallowing.

This girl seems to have ulterior motives!

However, having been tested by so many top beauties, Sosuke's standards had become quite discerning, and he wasn't very interested in this "ordinary" level beauty.

So he simply waved his hand calmly: "No need, it's just a minor injury, it won't take up valuable medical resources."

"You should go and treat the injured players properly."

"However, I see that Mr. Atobe also has injuries. I've learned some physiotherapy massage techniques that can help improve your blood circulation and relieve muscle tension..."

The pretty nurse was clearly not willing to give up and stepped forward, wanting to try again.

"Um......"

Sosuke really didn't know how to refuse such a beautiful woman, and was hesitating and conflicted.

The door to the lounge was opened directly.

A slender, spirited figure walked in, grabbed the beautiful nurse's shoulder, and gently pulled her back, dragging her outside the door.

"I'll take care of Mr. Atobe's physical therapy and massage. You can leave now."

"Oh!"

The door was slammed shut.

The beautiful nurse stood outside the door, completely bewildered. Just as she was about to angrily bang on the door again, she suddenly remembered the appearance and identity of the figure who had thrown her out.

He couldn't help but show a look of fear, and quickly left, trembling.

Inside the lounge.

Atobe Sousuke looked at the person who had come up to him in a few steps and asked curiously, "You are... Ms. Cammy, right? What do you need me for?"

That's right, standing in front of Sosuke was a contestant he had just seen on the TV screen.

She is said to be a strong woman from England, and a rare beauty and strong woman – Jamie Bison.

She was Caucasian with long, pale blonde hair braided into two long, thin plaits. She had a beautiful face and a cold expression. There was a long, noticeable scar on her left cheek, but it did not detract from her beauty; instead, it added to her irresistible allure.

She was wearing dark, loose-fitting bodysuits that allowed for easy movement, with a blue jacket over the bodysuit, the jacket having a red triangle logo at the collar.

[Red Triangle: Jamie Bison]

Age: 31

[Possesses entry 1: Enhanced Human]

[Possesses entry 2: Killer Bee]

[Possesses self-defense technique: Extreme Bira Fighting Technique 53]

【Special Moves: Spiral Arrow, Triangle Strike】

[Current Status: Atobe Sousuke... I hope you know what's good for you...]

emmm...

This woman, who is two years younger than Yae Meixuan, has already mastered the Extreme Blitz Fighting Technique to an incredibly high level of 53.

Moreover, despite being a 31-year-old mature woman, her face looks no different from that of a girl under 20.

The reason, besides being a "superhuman" with the ability to maintain her youthful appearance, is probably also due to the term "enhanced human"...

Sosuke silently clicked on the entry's description.

[Enhanced Human: An extremely low-probability product of early human enhancement technology in the Ring Serpent, possessing superhuman reflexes and muscle strength disproportionate to their physique.]

[Killer Bee: With an almost instinctive intuition, it can accurately calculate and seize the enemy's gaps in movement to deliver a deadly and sharp strike.]

Ok?

It turns out he's someone connected to the organization "Serpent of the World"?

It seems we need to be more vigilant.

Meanwhile, under Sosuke's strange gaze, Jamie inexplicably felt somewhat uncomfortable.

She frowned slightly and stared coldly into Sosuke's eyes.

A few seconds later, she said softly, "Mr. Atobe, as your opponent in the next match, I would like to discuss something with you to avoid unnecessary losses."

Upon hearing this, Sousuke raised an eyebrow, a look of curiosity on his face: "Oh? I wonder what insightful opinion Ms. Cammy has?"

Although that's how he asked the question, Sousuke already had a vague idea of ​​what the other person wanted to say.