Super Fighting Tokyo

Chapter 97 Four Consecutive Strikes Along the Center Line

Yudi Keji stood still in place.

He suffered a severe blow to the abdomen, his pupils almost went out of focus, and his mouth involuntarily opened, drooling a few drops of bloody saliva.

The somersault in mid-air just now, unlike Shiraki Cheng's [engine], was a completely subconscious action.

Or perhaps, this is the normal reaction of someone who is immersed in martial arts.

Even when beaten to the point of near unconsciousness, the martial arts skills hidden within the body will still protect oneself with all one's might in the most critical moments!

Katsumi Guji is a genius known as the ultimate weapon of karate. He has also undergone down-to-earth training and later experienced an unimaginable death battle in the basement of Tokyo Dome, ultimately completing his transformation.

Therefore, even at such a young age, he was able to reach such a level!
"..."

Yuji's chest burned as if pierced, and his mind was a complete blank, with only one thing remaining in his memory—

He's fighting!

In a daze, he let karate drive him, subconsciously adopting a defensive stance.

Extend your left foot into a half-step position, extend both palms forward with palms facing forward, and look straight ahead.

Its name is—Maeyu!
Unlike the basic forward bend stance in karate, the forward stance emphasizes the hands, embodying the concept of "control and counterattack," and forming a more open defensive posture.

For every offense, there is a defense!
This move was the signature move of the former head of the Shinshinkai, Yuji Doppo. Because it is too simple and traditional, and requires years of practice, Yuji Katsumi rarely uses it.

However, when the moment of truth arrived, Katsumi still used it!
"..."

In a daze, Yuchi Katsumi suddenly had a feeling.

Now, he can block punches, kicks, strikes, knees, or even long guns and cannons, and then fight back fiercely!
As he continued breathing, Katsumi gradually regained his senses, letting out a helpless groan.

"Haha, I never expected to have the same experience as my dad..."

Yuji Katsumi's movements remained unchanged, but his gaze gradually became clearer.

He looked at Bai Mucheng and found that the other party did not choose to attack, but was also taking the opportunity to catch his breath and recover his remaining strength.

Is it because they are unable to pursue? Or do they sense that they will be counterattacked?
Maybe both.

Regardless of Shiraki's choice, Kujiro had already made up his mind that he would not change his stance, but would instead attack with the defensive posture of "front feather"!
Snap... Snap...

Katsumi Oji slowly glided forward, his movements quite slow, yet he was constantly reinforcing his defense.

On the other side, Shiraki raised his arms and stood still, continuing to defend in the same stance as Gure.

Seeing this, Gara raised an eyebrow slightly. "Oh? They even have this move. That karate master's foundation is extraordinary..."

Because the two moved so slowly, everyone present was able to see them clearly.

Some people with exceptional martial arts skills could even vaguely sense that two invisible "defense circles" appeared on Shiraki Sei and Guji Katsumi respectively.

It's like two shields that can defend and counterattack. Any attack that dares to step into the "defense circle" will be blocked at the fastest speed and then met with a swift counterattack!

Using a spear to attack a shield, though intense, is nothing out of the ordinary.

But using a shield against a shield—this bizarre scene was unpredictable to anyone!
Chi...

With another slide, Katsumi Goji finally closed the distance between him and Shiraki Sei to just one step.

Onlookers couldn't help but exclaim, "The defensive perimeters of both sides have been breached..."

"—!!"

Unexpectedly, neither Shiraki Shō nor Guji Katsumi chose to make the first move, instead allowing the two sides to get even closer.

"What are those two planning to do? Are they not going to make a move at all?!"

"..."

Yuji Katsumi's eyes were lowered, and he used his peripheral vision to cover Shiramoto's entire body, taking in all of the other's movements.

"Although it's not as good as my dad's, I think it's perfect to use it now."

"After all, this is my own karate, Katsumi's style..."

Snapped.

Yuji Katsumi's palm touched Shiramu Cheng's forearm.

In that instant, Bai Mucheng's defensive circle was disrupted first, forcing him to change his movements and throw a straight punch forward with all his might.

[A burst of fighting spirit strikes!]
Ode!
This was the first and most proficient punch that Shiraki Cheng had ever learned, a move that was both offensive and defensive, and almost flawless.

But Yudi Keji suddenly retracted his five fingers and used his wrist to push away Bai Mucheng's fist.

Mo Tang Hou growled, "It's a backhand technique! It's a defense as solid as an iron wall, and Shiraki's attack has been broken through!"

The next moment— "Hey!"

With a ferocious expression, Yuji Katsumi bit the blood in his mouth and desperately threw a series of heavy punches.

Bang bang bang!

Shiramu Cheng's neck, chest, stomach, and lower abdomen—four vital areas arranged in a vertical line—were struck almost simultaneously.

……

"Four-Pronged Attack Along the Center Line!"

Mo Tanghou clenched his fists, sweat beading on his forehead from the tension. "That move is just as terrifying no matter how many times I see it. I really don't want to get hit..."

"Director Katsumi won!"

Suedo Atsushi gripped the railing beside him, his voice low and repeated, "It's certain, Director Katsumi will win!!"

"wrong!"

Wu Fengshui was agitated. His eyes, now in a state of liberation, darted around, his black pupils fixed on the battlefield, and he couldn't help but grin.

"Shiraki won't lose—he hasn't given up yet, he can still control his body with his mind!"

"I've never seen that feeling in someone who's about to lose!"

……

Bai Mucheng was knocked backward, and a sharp pain shot through him from top to bottom, as if his whole body was being torn apart from the middle.

But that strong inner consciousness could still control his body, making him reach forward and grab Katsumi's shoulder.

Swish!
Using his weight, Shiraki Shigeaki, along with Yuji Katsumi, fell backward to the ground.

Just before landing, Shiraki Cheng's right leg kicked out with all his might, striking Yoji Katsumi in the stomach and sending him flying, crashing heavily to the ground.

This is Professor Ryūsho's grappling technique—

[Lombard Pitch]!
Pfft!
Yuji Katsumi landed heavily, clutching his lower abdomen as he staggered to his feet, vomiting stomach acid and blood uncontrollably.

Even with his utmost attention, he could not have predicted that Shiraki Cheng would still be conscious enough to launch a throw after being hit repeatedly in the middle line.

The kick landed squarely, so hard that Yuji Katsumi lost his footing and vomited up both red and translucent fluid.

"Cough!"

The dazed feeling brought on by the intense pain made Katsumi Inochi unable to help but recall that legendary night not long ago.

At the tournament in the basement of Tokyo Dome, he faced the world's number one fighter, Kaoru Hanayama, and was also beaten to the ground and vomited, and was also driven to the brink of despair.

The feeling right now is exactly the same as it was back then.

Shiraki Shō and Hanayama Kaoru have completely different fighting styles, yet they are equally terrifying, to the point of being frightening!

After the battle, Katsumi suddenly noticed a detail.

So that’s it…

He took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and endured the pain, then leaped forward and delivered a flying kick.

Shiramu Cheng retaliated with a sweeping kick, unleashing his right leg.

Swish!
The two men's right calves collided in mid-air, producing a muffled "bang".

The fabric of their uniforms and trousers couldn't withstand the impact and tore due to the kick, exposing the skin on their calves.

Surprisingly, both of them had similar scars on their calves.

It felt like my skin was being torn apart, with a wound that circled my calf. Although it was healing well, it still looked a bit creepy.

Yuchi Katsumi grinned miserably.

"This can be considered a kind of fate, since we've all fought against that Hanayama Kaoru..."

despair!
Yuji Katsumi stopped, took a deep breath, and his hoarse voice held a hint of anticipation.

"Brother Shiraki, would you like to try the last move I gave to Kaoru Hanayama?"

　This match will definitely be finished tomorrow and will be completed in its entirety. We have already noticed the pacing issue and will pay close attention to the subsequent plot developments. Please rest assured. Thank you for your support, dear readers!

　　P.S.: The subsequent plot will not be exactly the same as the original story. I will carefully design unexpected developments and I will be working on the plot every day. I can guarantee that there will definitely be no filler scenes like the elimination rounds.

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