I teach judo in Tokyo

Chapter 344 The real gap

'He actually kept up with my pace! '

Gaolan kept moving his hands and jumping with his feet, engaging in fierce offense and defense with the opposite Sosuke Atobe.

But his pupils trembled, shocked by Atobe Sousuke's speed.

Although Zongsuke is slightly passive - Gaolan can punch more than twenty punches in one breath, but Zongsuke can barely get close to twenty punches in one breath.

During the high-speed attack and defense between the two, Sousuke always had to use his right hand to make extra pick-and-rolls.
But Sousuke did keep up with Gaolan.

'However, it's still too tender! '

Gaolan's eyes flashed, and after a round of jabs forced Sosuke Atobe to block with his right hand again, he suddenly seized the opportunity and suddenly punched out with his right hand!

A punch hit Sousuke's arm that was hastily blocking his face!

He directly hit Zongsuke and fell away.

Sousuke was floating in the air like a rag bag.

"Oh!"

This Thai fighting god’s truly unparalleled skill is, of course, Muay Thai boxing.

Knees hit like spears!

Within a few breaths, he hit Atobe Sosuke hard and continuously all over his body.

The ferocious attacks of elbows, knees, and legs were all mixed in with the high-speed suppression of the fists. It was impossible to guard against, but it was necessary to guard against it.

Finally, there was a fierce knee strike that sent Sousuke flying six or seven meters away!
The entire audience was stunned and screamed in horror.

He - unharmed!
The parts of his body that were hit hard by Gaolan due to lack of defense were only slightly red and swollen, but there were no corresponding symptoms of injury at all.

Although the speed of each punch is not as fast as his own high-speed jab, with both hands at the same time, the overall attack frequency increases significantly.

Known as the "eight arms" of Muay Thai, the "fist" is only the least lethal and disruptive function.

After continuous suppression, just when Sousuke was about to adapt to this rhythm——

Then it flipped lightly in the air and landed on the ground as if it was stuck in the air.

This sweeping kick seemed to break Gaolan's self-seal.

Immediately afterwards, he shot out with an arrow, and taking advantage of Zongsuke's instability, he instantly opened his bow from left to right, and hit Zongsuke with a powerful punch like a storm!

You know, the power of supernormal people's fists and kicks is far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

next moment--

What is truly powerful are the other truly terrifying parts!

The elbow is like a knife!

Muay Thai sweep kick.

Legs like steel whips!

A heavy low sweep hit his thigh!

Especially those at the mad level or above who have refined their skills to above "50".

The degree of development of their physical functions has almost reached the limit that humans can achieve.

The power contained in the fists and feet can be said to be able to crack monuments and crack rocks.

However, Gaolan's terrifying power of fists and kicks clearly hit Sousuke, but failed to cause any damage.
Gaolan stopped and his face changed a little.

"When I hit your abdomen for the first time, I felt strange. The hardness of your muscles was terrifying."

"Just as scary as Julius."

“Are you—superhuman physique?”

While saying this, Gaolan frowned.

In the attack and defense just now, he already knew that Atobe Sousuke's skills and abilities had reached a crazy level.

Now it is suspected that he has the invincible muscle strength of Julius.

I am afraid that I will fight this time.
Unexpectedly, Atobe Sousuke across from him smiled and shook his head: "No, I don't have a body like a tiger. What I have is just a fighting technique called 'not bad'."

"Technical?"

Gaolan's face returned to calmness: "I understand - keep going!" Whether it's technical or physical.

In the hundreds of fierce battles in Gaolan's career as a strong man, he has already encountered various opponents.

Of course, this also includes guys like Atobe Sosuke.

He still won steadily and steadily.

Except for a few rare occasions when he encountered an invincible monster and lost a few games, there was no situation that could frustrate his desire for survival.

Gaolan rushed out, his movements as fast as an arrow leaving the string.

His eyes were firm, his right hand was pulled back early to gather strength, and the fist was as tight as a hammer.

His right punch is different from his left punch.

In a duel with a "monster" opponent a few years ago, he hit the opponent's elbow with his fist, causing the bone in his right fist to break and he lost the match.

Since then, he has been working hard day and night to strengthen the strength of his right fist while recovering from the injury.

Wooden piles, bricks, stones and even - metal.

The edge of the fist collides with harder and harder materials, causing constant wear and tear, and special drugs are needed to accelerate recovery.

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

This right fist was as hard as the one given by God, and he called it - God's Light Control.

'Even if it is a tiger, if it is hit by my punch, it will definitely suffer heavy damage! '

come on!

Let me use this right fist that has been tempered to the limit to completely defeat you!

Gaolan swung his right fist that he was proud of.

The air contracted sharply under the pressure of his full punch, making a bursting sound, as if it turned into a ball of flame and rushed out.

Then it fell heavily into Sousuke's palm!
The whole process was as if Gaolan's fist turned into a ball of flame the moment it was swung out.

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

Gaolan looked stunned.

But in an instant, he was pulled by the magical power, and his whole body flew upside down into the sky!

The entire audience was in an uproar.

I saw Zongsuke's arms moving smoothly, and as if effortlessly, he swung Gaoran's entire body in a circle in the air.

Then he fell hard and hit the ground!
SSR-level skills - the type of flow - the ultimate!

"boom!"

Gaolan vomited blood and smashed the hard special material cushion on his back to pieces.

Zongsuke turned his back to the injured Gaolan, released the hand holding his right wrist, and smiled softly with a sideways look.

"A good punch, but it looks like I won."

Gaolan heard clearly. He lay on the ground and gasped for a few times, but finally did not stand up again.

There's no need to get up.

His strongest punch was actually easily caught by the opponent.

Not only did he catch it, he was also able to divert it accurately like a god, disrupting the flow of power from his attack, and finally turning it into the force that threw him flying.

No matter it's the anti-hit technique called "not bad".

It's still this miraculous technique of disrupting power.

This young man named Atobe Sosuke is powerful beyond his reach.

It is definitely not a level that can be made up by relying on hard work or explosion.

Zongsuke walked slowly towards the end of the field.

Behind him, the excited voice of the host beauty spread throughout the audience: "Thailand God of Fighting Kaorang has lost his ability to fight, the winner -"

"Atobe Sosuke!!!"

(End of this chapter)