“It’s time to work.”

"Ah? Oh!"

Shiina Yusa wiped the cold sweat from her forehead. Her thin clothes were wet with sweat, revealing her snow-white skin. However, this scenery was nothing compared to the duel in front of her. No audience member's eyes were fixed on her.

"Are both parties ready?"

She walked aside, between the two sides, so nervous that she could not speak clearly.

Suddenly!

——Saucy!

The sound of breaking air... No! It's airflow!

The giant's fist was also huge. The airflow caused by the huge fist was like a storm, blowing past Shiina Yusa, causing her hair and dress to flutter.

No response, no expression.

Although it was a strong attack, it was more like a surprise attack!

Because of this...there's no way it's going to work.

There is no such thing as sneak attacks in nature. In other words, all battles include all elements. Mastering combat means... mastering all combat styles!

Linga threw a backhand punch.

Punch to punch.

Head-on collision.

The moment the two fists met, Mudd withdrew his hand. He was not defeated by Linga's brute force, but instead used this brute force to deliver a powerful punch!

Just like a revolving door, pushing one side will make the door on the other side move. The harder you push, the faster the door will turn. If you stand there and don't go in, you will be hit by the rapidly turning door.

This is Toya Mudd's special skill - "Breathing Mountain"!

Pull the opponent's strength, add your own strength, and counterattack twice by spinning.

The power caused by such delicate techniques performed by a two-meter-tall man and a 200-kilogram physique is self-evident.

This is the perfect combination of skill and strength, which has enabled him to challenge Loren's king status many times and stand proudly at the top of the Purgatory Pyramid!

boom!

The backhand punch hit Linga's ribs with a shocking explosion.

But at that moment, Mudd's wrist also made a 'crackling' sound as if he could not bear the heavy weight, the skin on the fist cracked, the capillaries burst, and blood began to ooze out.

"What!?"

Mudd's expression suddenly changed.

He stepped back hastily, looking at Linga's ribs in confusion.

There was still a faint white smoke rising from there.

It is enough to prove the power of that punch just now.

But compared to white smoke.

What concerned him even more was the blue veins on Linga's ribs that were gradually smoothing out.

And his wrists.

"What's going on? What happened? He took the initiative but ended up interrupting his own attack, wasting an opportunity for a combination of punches. You know, the same technique may not work as well the next time you use it."

Toyota Idemitsu was puzzled when he saw this scene.

"The sense of impact is not right. Boss, you have also experienced high-intensity training, and you should understand the importance of the sense of impact. This is related to whether you can exert force smoothly to ensure that you will not hurt yourself... Mudd's wrist movement is not natural. Is it sprained?"

As a boxer, Medell obviously sees more deeply.

"It was a very high-level take. In addition to tensing the muscles, it might have done something else. In short, it completely withstood the force and caused rebound damage to Mudd. It's like an ordinary person hitting a wall with all his strength. It would be strange if he didn't get hurt."

At the same time, Lauren's expression was solemn.

To be frank, this 'receiving technique' made the opponent's already staggeringly difficult level even more difficult to deal with.

"How is it? Not bad, isn't it?"

Linga opened his arms to show his ribs which were not injured at all, and also to show off the results of his study.

"In the eyes of many people, primitive people knew nothing, especially modern fighting skills and martial arts. These 'wisdom' that has been studied to the point where there is almost no room for improvement is something that primitive people could never master."

"In fact, yes."

"That's it."

"But it is precisely because primitive people don't know anything that they have to learn!"

"An uncut stone, or a dry sponge... It's fine to use these to describe a person's learning ability, but what you're talking about is completely different from this situation."

"The technology I have seen once is like walking into my life. Just like the primitive people in the past, I can naturally learn to use this survival skill and then evolve!"

"If humans have infinite possibilities, then primitive humans can evolve infinitely!"

"Three days ago, I watched a wrestler's Kengan match. His kicking skills impressed even me. What made me remember so deeply was... It only took me three days to master this technique!"

"It has even been integrated with other technologies, and now its level of perfection is even higher than his!"

Primitives join the game: 15. The "Destroyer Beast" has been destroyed...!

The Māori are the indigenous people and ethnic minority of New Zealand, a tribal group that still retains many ancient customs.

It is worth mentioning that.

The word "Māori" means "normal" or "normal person" in the Maori context.

When Europeans entered New Zealand, the Maori people began to call themselves this.

however--

The Gentiles called them "Pakeha", which originally meant "abnormal person".

Among this group of "abnormal people", there is an even more "abnormal" exception, that is Toya Mudd.

Not only does he have the blood of his great ancestors flowing in his veins, but he has also renounced his ancestral honor, stepped into the underground world, participated in fighting competitions, and wielded the rare fighting talent that the hero left for future generations for the dirty desire for money!

Such foolish behavior of self-degradation is certainly not allowed.

So he sent Toyamud's brother, who was also a descendant of a hero, to dissuade him.

Rona Mudd, who had the same talent, the same bloodline, the same skills but had more training time and more experience, was defeated miserably.

There is only one reason.

Rona wields the power "given by others".

And what Toya wields is a power that "belongs completely to himself".

That day.

Facing his brother who was lying on the ground, unable to believe that he had been defeated so easily, Toya Mud pointed his finger at the sky and said, "The honor of our ancestors has nothing to do with me. I want to go my own way."

“I am a seeker of truth.”

"I swing my fist only for myself. I want to tell the world that I am the strongest... No, I want my name to resound throughout the nine heavens!"

"When the time comes, you should

Know that it is not the departed souls who should be praised, but I, Toya Mudd."

The elder brother Rona roared back angrily: "How dare you attack the reputation of the Maori protector? You are completely hopeless!"

"god?"

At that time, Toya was not only extremely confident, but also believed that he could definitely do it.

What to do?

of course--

"Then I will surpass the gods!"

……

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At this point, time turns to the present day, the stage chosen by Toya Mudd.

The audience, the referees, the honors... everything is ready.

And that man... who is fully qualified to be the "God" he wants to surpass!

He mastered the technique of receiving the body after just watching it once, and then he mastered the Maori ancestral secret technique "Mountain of Breathing".

What kind of fighting ability is this!?

The principle of "Mountain of Breathing" is a "counterattack technique" that uses the body to bounce back by relaxing the muscles to absorb the opponent's blows.

Half is "water" and half is "wind". If I am compared to a towering mountain, then "breathing" means controlling the flow of "feng shui (power)" like breathing.

Toya Mudd believed that the secret technique, which contained ancient philosophical thoughts, had been perfected to an unmatched level. However, it was crushed by the mere wrestler's receiving skills!

"Normal siege is to avoid or reduce external damage, but the siege he claimed to have learned from others is to destroy the opponent's posture while taking damage. The greater the opponent's attack force, the greater the damage to himself."

"As a counterattack, the opponent's special attack is undoubtedly more efficient than the two-part 'Mountain of Breathing'."

Arashiyama Jurota, the "Jiu-Oh" is as his name suggests, a master in the field of jujutsu, and he also came to a different but roughly similar conclusion to Lauren.

That is, Toya Mudd's killer move has been blocked.

"Pure power, pure technology...pure, I like this word, it sounds beautiful, like the prototype of an untainted ideal."

"Toya, do you think you are pure enough?"

On the field, Linga looked at Toya Mude with a seemingly sad look.

"...As long as I am alive, my path will extend infinitely forward. No matter how hard the wind and rain blow, they cannot crush my fighting spirit. How can I be 'impure' like this!"

Toya Mude's eyes wavered for a moment, but soon became firm and resolute, and he opened his arms like Linga, but the two actions were essentially different.

Linga simply displays his body, and while he opens his arms he lowers his body’s center of gravity, bending his knees and pressing down.

The surface material of the ring, which is known for its hardness, could not withstand the huge force of the center of gravity falling, and the ground beneath the feet cracked.

It feels like the towering mountain he described, 'not to be defeated by wind or rain', towering here, its weight visibly sinking into the earth.

Very deep, very deep, very deep.

It seems to be integrated with the entire arena.

Apparently, Toya realized that attacking would only bring counter-effects to him, so he decisively adopted a defensive posture, no longer actively attacking, and used "Mountain of Breathing" as a pure counterattack technique.

In this way, Linga will not be able to concentrate on receiving the attack. Once he attacks, it will be like before, with an extra attack step, and both parties are back to the same starting line!

It can’t be said to be brilliant or outstanding, but it is indeed the “correct” decision.

but……

"The so-called 'correctness', the 'correctness' recognized by the majority of people, cannot create miracles. Only 'purity' can work."

Linga walked towards Mud and whispered as if putting pressure on him.

"Let me tell you what purity should look like."

The audience who were forced to stay had no idea of ​​escaping at this moment. Their eyes did not blink, their hearts beat rapidly, and their blood boiled, just because some kind of premonition was stirring their bodies and minds.

At the end of the "struggle" lies a treasure chest filled with infinite emotions. If you open it, will you get infinite anger or infinite excitement? They are sitting here to know the answer.

Toya Mudd had cold sweat on his forehead. He had always looked down on others, but one day he would be looked down upon by others. Although he was better in terms of muscle latitude, the other party's height, weight, muscle density... together formed a "level" that was above his own, and he still maintained a relatively symmetrical physique, like a peerless sword that was polished to an extremely sharp edge.

When Linga obtains this "magnitude", the sense of oppression will reach an unprecedented "height"!

When the distance was one meter, Linga suddenly stopped.

This moment.

Toya Mudd felt suffocated and even distracted.

After waking up in shock, I broke out in a cold sweat.

If Linga were to seize this opportunity to attack, he wouldn't have time to use "Breathing Mountain".

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