The irresistible force caused the underground fighting champion to cough up a large amount of blood instantly.
Bang!
Baki, his body convulsing, crashed into the surrounding walls.
At this moment, Baki's brain automatically released paralyzing hormones, relieving the intense physical pain.
This hormone is enkephalin.
The blood of Hanma gives Baki a level of resilience and injury tolerance that far surpasses that of ordinary fighting geniuses.
Baki, who should have been severely injured and unable to stand up, actually managed to stand up again by supporting himself against the wall.
"Such immense power! Apart from that man, I have never felt such absolute power before!" Baki muttered through gritted teeth.
"This is troublesome. Why not just fall down? If we continue fighting, I'll have to use my full strength."
"What if I accidentally kill you? Wouldn't your loving old father be devastated?!" Zhang Bairen said, taking another step towards Baki.
Inside the players' tunnel, Yujiro Hanma's expression grew increasingly excited.
Zhang Bairen's strength certainly did not disappoint him!
"Ha, what nonsense are you talking about? If I can't even beat you, how am I supposed to defeat that man!" Baki's reply became arrogant and disrespectful.
Zhang Bairen sighed helplessly.
"There's really no way around it; in the eyes of a filial son, his father will always be the most powerful."
"But in reality, your father could never be a match for me!" Zhang Bairen said, and walked up to Baki.
Baki didn't answer, but instead quickly kicked out and attacked Zhang Bairen.
"It seems you've lost your mind."
Facing a stronger opponent, he still dared to use leg techniques full of openings. Zhang Bairen bent down and swept his leg horizontally, hitting Baki's calf and ankle, which he was using to support his body.
Then, another powerful punch landed on Baki's face.
In an instant, several teeth shattered.
However, due to endorphins, Baki, despite suffering such a heavy blow, still possesses the ability to retaliate.
"From the clouds, three consecutive strikes!"
A simple three-point acupressure combo has been given a nice-sounding name.
Zhang Bairen thought it was good and used it directly.
In an instant, three strikes hit Baki's three major pressure points.
However, the damage was still insufficient.
"This isn't even the Ghost Brain yet, and it's already this monstrous. The Fanma bloodline is indeed troublesome." Zhang Bairen's attacks did not stop.
Since a three-hit combo is ineffective, let's try a thirty-six-hit combo.
The acupressure technique at Bailin Temple is not just a simple three-hit combo.
If Baihui (GV20) falls to the ground, Weilu (CV1) will not return home; if Zhangmen (CV14) is struck, nine out of ten will die; if Taiyang (SP2) and Yamen (CV15) are struck, they will surely meet the King of Hell; if the spine is broken and cannot be set, the knees will die suddenly.
This acupoint mnemonic identifies thirty-six fatal acupoints on the human body.
Zhang Bairen showed no mercy, launching a series of attacks on Baki's vital points.
Soon, Baki, whose body was convulsing, finally collapsed to the ground unconscious, losing consciousness.
Yujiro Hanma's eyes turned bloodshot, and he revealed a ferocious smile.
Zhang Bairen felt the gaze and looked towards Hanma Yujiro.
"Hey, I beat your son to a pulp, are you not happy about it?!" Zhang Bairen asked.
Yujiro's smile turned into laughter.
The strongest creature on Earth walked straight out of the contestant tunnel.
"My son got beaten up. As his father, can I avenge him?!" Yujiro's hair was already floating in the air like a Saiyan.
Each strand of floating hair resembled a giant python, and his aura had solidified into a tangible form, transforming into invisible waves of energy that permeated his entire body.
“Of course, if you can’t wait, I can continue fighting,” Zhang Bairen replied.
That's fantastic!
"Perfect timing. I'm getting tired of today's boring battle." After saying that, Yujiro walked straight up to Zhang Bairen.
Both men were over 1.9 meters tall, and both were strong and robust.
At this moment, the two stood facing each other, and surprisingly, they seemed evenly matched.
"Yujiro Hanma, your behavior is not allowed. If you insist on committing a foul, then I have the right to eject you from the game!" The referee, holding a microphone, interrupted the two players' confrontation.
Just then, Guo Haihuang, with his hands behind his back, slowly walked onto the arena.
"The Sea King Tournament throughout history has always been about determining the strongest person of the time."
Now that our foreign friends are so eager to be defeated, I, on behalf of the organizers, grant your request!
From this moment forward, there are no rules, no number of rounds, and no restrictions on combat!
Anyone who wants a challenge is free to enter the arena and fight!
"The ultimate victor shall inherit the name of the Sea Emperor!" The seemingly emaciated Guo Haihuang actually let out a deep, roaring voice, just like a lion's roar.
After the leading figure in the martial arts world spoke out, the nature of the Sea King Tournament changed instantly.
It changed from a ring match to a free-for-all!
"It's really scary that an old man who is over 140 years old still has such energy and such a loud voice."
"It seems that an ancient country with a history spanning thousands of years is indeed not to be underestimated," Oliva muttered to himself.
"Excellent! Now, immediately, fight me!!" Yujiro's expression turned extremely fanatical.
"Hehehe, Zhang, how about you give this troll to this old man?" Guo Haihuang asked with a smile.
"Don't even think about it, this is my battle!" Zhang Bairen refused.
"Hahaha, you two, just come at me together!"
"I'm going to challenge both of you at the same time!" Yujiro said with a loud laugh.
"Excuse me, are you planning a large-scale free-for-all?"
"If you don't mind, could I join?" Long Shuwen's master, Wen Sihai, also stepped into the arena.
"Are you trying to gang up on me? I won't stand for that!" Oliva, wearing a floral shirt, walked up to Yujiro's side.
"Alright, you can all leave now. This battle belongs to me alone!"
"If you want to fight, wait until we're done fighting!" Zhang Bairen said decisively, asserting ownership of the arena.
"Actually, I don't mind if you all come at me together!" Yujiro's smile became even more ferocious.
"Forget it, it's the young people's world now."
"I'm an old man, I won't compete with the younger generation for prey." After saying this, Guo Haihuang looked at Oliva.
"American trolls, let's play the next match together."
"Can I take this as a challenge to me?!" Oliva asked.
"Wrong! It's just that my hands are itching to beat you up!" Guo Haihuang replied with a laugh.
"Huh? Old Guo, you're not going to steal the young people's prey, so you're going to steal mine, are you!?"
"I want to be on the field in the next battle too!!" Wen Sihai shouted.
"Hehehe, let's see what this troll chooses." After saying that, Guo Haihuang put his hands behind his back and walked away from the scene.
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