I'm in the Dragon Clan, bound to the Naruto Counterattack System

Cheng Sui looked at Caesar in front of him and roughly simulated his various acupoints in his mind.

Although there was no white eye to assist, the soft fist training memory transmitted by the system detailed the approximate locations of various acupoints on the human body.

Without resorting to eye-rolling, Cheng Sui was able to pinpoint the enemy's pressure points in actual combat solely through deduction, which required extremely high dynamic vision.

Fortunately, Cheng Sui has Sharingan, which allows him to keep up with dynamic vision.

"I've sparred with Chu Zihang before. Your stance is somewhat similar to his Tai Chi, but it feels a little different."

"Are you always this talkative?"

Caesar was stunned for a moment; Chu Zihang had once said the exact same thing to him.

Caesar's smile vanished, and his expression turned serious.

Caesar loosened his shoulders and began to jump in place, constantly shifting his feet forward and backward, making his attack direction unpredictable.

This is the butterfly step, created by boxing champion Muhammad Ali. It involves complex movements in all directions, including forward, backward, left, right, and turning. The high-frequency movement makes it difficult for opponents to predict the opponent's position.

But Cheng Sui saw through all of this with his Sharingan eyes. What seemed like an unpredictable gait to an ordinary person appeared as slow as a little girl playing hopscotch to Cheng Sui.

Caesar suddenly threw a punch, an extremely stealthy and swift strike, as deadly as a bee's sting.

But Cheng Sui was faster; he moved the instant Caesar threw his punch.

Cheng Sui closed his five fingers and struck Caesar's wrist before Caesar's fist could reach him.

A tingling, numb sensation shot up Caesar's right arm like an electric current, and his entire arm instantly lost its strength.

A crucial tactical concept was mentioned in the combat course at Kassel College, which the instructor summarized as "three priorities".

They are respectively: after first, first first, and first first first.

"The latter is the first" means to defend first and then counterattack, which is the most passive tactic.

"First strike" refers to counterattacking simultaneously with the opponent's attack. This relies heavily on individual reaction speed and is the most valuable tactic in actual combat.

But above these two, there is the ultimate tactic: anticipating the opponent's intentions and launching a preemptive attack. This is the highest level of tactic, which not only relies on reaction speed but also requires personal observation skills and combat experience.

However, this is extremely risky in actual combat, and a slight mistake could backfire and have the opposite effect. Therefore, combat instructors advise against attempting this unless you are absolutely certain of success.

Cheng Sui anticipated Caesar's punch trajectory, intercepted Caesar's attack in advance, and at the same time sealed the acupoints on Caesar's wrist with a soft fist.

But Caesar's next actions were completely unexpected.

Despite the numbness in his right arm, he reached out with his left hand like lightning, gripped Cheng Sui's wrist tightly, and then twisted his body, swiftly hooking and sweeping Cheng Sui's lower body with his left leg.

It was the starting move of an over-the-shoulder throw; that jab just now was a trap to lure Cheng Sui in!

Cheng Sui was also taken aback; he never expected that someone as proud as Caesar would have such a cautious fighting style.

Nono sat on a high place watching the battle, cracking sunflower seeds in her mouth, and muttering to herself:

"Krav Maga, known for its rapid wrist-grabbing counterattacks, is a world-renowned self-defense technique from the Hebrew region. No wonder Caesar has been practicing it these past few days. Ugh, it's so noisy!"

As Caesar successfully lifted Cheng Sui, the stadium erupted in thunderous cheers. Nono covered her ears, clearly disliking the occasion.

Cheng Sui felt his vision sway for a moment, followed by a feeling of weightlessness.

Boxing, footwork, grappling, Krav Maga... In just a few seconds, Caesar had switched between multiple fighting styles.

If Chu Zihang's fighting style is concise and efficient, like a precisely programmed instrument that doesn't make a single unnecessary movement, then Caesar's fighting style is as magnificent as a stage play, with every gesture imbued with a sense of ritual.

Confident yet cautious, proud yet not arrogant—that was Caesar Gattuso, a man destined to become a leader.

But to everyone's surprise, Cheng Sui forcibly reversed his unbalanced body in mid-air!

"Hey, who else but Spider-Man could do something like that? Senior, you weren't bitten by some weird spider when you were little, were you? Ugh, it's so noisy!" Nono closed her eyes and covered her ears tightly with her little hands.

The audience erupted in cheers again, but this time it wasn't for Caesar.

With his body suspended in mid-air, Cheng Sui exerted force from his waist and abdomen. His body, tempered by the Vortex Physique and Gentle Fist, burst out with astonishing power, managing to regain his balance in mid-air. At the same time, he gathered chakra in both hands and struck Caesar's left shoulder with another Gentle Fist!

If it were a battle to the death, Caesar had already lost.

Cheng Sui could have taken advantage of the moment when Caesar's back was to him and he was in the air to quickly form hand seals and release the Great Fireball Technique. From this angle, Caesar would have no way to avoid it.

But this is, after all, a friendly exchange, and with so many people watching, how can I explain suddenly spitting out fire?

Angers might think you're a pure-blooded dragon and slaughter you once time is set to zero.

Caesar felt a tingling numbness in his left shoulder, but the numbness was not like the previous time; only his left hand felt slightly sluggish.

Cheng Sui's expression remained unchanged; without the aid of the White Eye, directly hitting the acupoint was still too difficult.

Both landed almost simultaneously, and the instant their feet touched the ground, they rushed towards each other at the same time.

Caesar seemed to have seen through the routine of the Soft Fist, and chose to engage Cheng Sui in close combat, not giving Cheng Sui any room to use that strange fist technique.

Shoulder bumps, knee strikes, elbow strikes—Caesar used every part of his body that he could attack, his offensive like a raging storm, relentlessly pressing down on Cheng Sui.

Cheng Sui used his Sharingan to defend continuously, but even the most meticulous defense can have its flaws. Caesar seized on a weakness in Cheng Sui and delivered an elbow strike to the corner of Cheng Sui's eye.

The elbow strike was like a knife, cutting open the corner of the eye, and blood gushed out instantly.

Cheng Sui touched the blood on his face, but instead of getting angry, he laughed.

The blood, combined with Cheng Sui's smile, looked somewhat ferocious.

"It's my turn."

Caesar's choice to engage in close combat restricted Cheng Sui's ability to use soft fist techniques, which indeed limited Cheng Sui's performance to some extent and even put Cheng Sui at a disadvantage at one point.

But he never imagined that Cheng Sui possessed a Sharingan capable of replicating taijutsu.

Cheng Sui switched from defense to offense, launching a counterattack in the same manner as Caesar.

The stadium fell silent instantly, everyone holding their breath as they watched the two men locked in a fierce battle in the center.

Fist against fist, elbow against elbow, the force of their punches even blew up Anger's silver hair.

Caesar's forehead gradually broke out in a cold sweat; he felt as if he were fighting a pure-blooded dragon.

Violent and ruthless—that was the impression Cheng Sui left on Caesar.

He was born into the Gattuso family, the pinnacle of mixed-race heritage, and received the best education from a young age. Countless fighting champions were his private coaches.

However, he had never seen such a brutal and swift fighting style before. Cheng Sui did not defend at all and kept exchanging injuries with him.

The fight continues.

Angers stood to the side, watching the battle intently.

He knew that the battle had progressed to a point where it was no longer just a friendly spar.

He must remain focused at all times, otherwise, the serious injury or death of either of them would be a huge loss.