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boom! ! !

Incheon Hideaki's head snapped to the side after being hit, stars flashed before his eyes, and blood instantly filled his mouth.

Despite the excruciating pain, he gritted his teeth and fought back, landing another left hook on Masao Nakafuji's abdomen.

Boom!

Mito Makio slightly hunched over, his brows furrowing.

Within a dozen seconds, the two exchanged blows.

Both sides took several solid punches and kicks from each other.

However, Incheon Hideaki's disadvantages began to emerge.

His strength, speed, and resilience are inferior to those of Masao Mito.

In the fierce head-on clash, his breathing became rapid, his blocking arms grew heavier, and his footwork became increasingly erratic.

On the other hand, although Mito Makio was also beaten, he still had a smug smile on his face.

"Interesting...but not enough!"

Mito Makio's voice carried a hint of excitement.

He stopped passively defending and started pressing forward aggressively!

boom! boom! boom!

He stepped forward, feinting with his left jab to distract the viewer.

Immediately following, a heavy, cannon-like right straight punch slammed into Incheon Hideaki's chest.

Incheon Hideaki barely managed to stay upright, his body trembling violently.

Mito Makio followed up with a left hook, which landed hard on Incheon Hideaki's liver area.

"Ugh!"

Incheon Hideaki was in so much pain that his vision went black, and his body arched uncontrollably!

Mito Makio seized the opportunity, his right leg sweeping like a battle axe, whistling through the air, and fiercely struck Incheon Hideaki's unbalanced supporting leg.

Incheon Hideaki groaned as a piercing pain shot through his shinbone, causing him to completely lose his balance. He staggered back seven steps, each one a pathetic attempt to avoid falling.

Sweat mixed with blood streamed down his forehead, blurring his vision.

His breathing was like that of a broken bellows, his chest heaving violently.

Mito Makio did not pursue, but simply stood there, shaking his blood-stained fist, the arrogant smile on his lips becoming even more pronounced.

He cracked his neck, making a soft clicking sound, his eyes fixed on the swaying Incheon Hideaki.

"I told you!"

Mito Makio's voice clearly reached Nikawa Hideaki's ears, as well as the ears of every onlooker: "Although I'm not too keen on this fight... I'm not prepared to lose, so don't underestimate me!"

pressure!

An immense pressure, like a mountain, once again enveloped Incheon Hideaki.

In a head-on confrontation with Makio Mito, he knew he had no chance of winning.

We must change our strategy.

Incheon Young-min took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the churning blood and the excruciating pain in his body.

When Mito Makio approached again with an oppressive aura.

Hideaki Incheon made a move that surprised everyone.

He did not retreat but advanced.

"Drink!!!"

With a low growl, Hideaki Incheon used all his strength to charge into Masao Mito like a moth drawn to a flame.

His goal was not to attack, but to engage in close combat and grappling.

Her arms, like iron hoops, shot out with lightning speed, locking tightly around Mito Makio's waist and arms.

He wanted to use judo techniques to knock Mito Makio to the ground and drag him into a ground fight.

"judo?"

A hint of surprise flashed in Mito Makio's eyes, which quickly turned into a stronger interest and a touch of disdain.

Instead of dodging, he opened his arms and went to meet him!

Bang!

The two men collided violently, like two bulls locked in combat.

Their bodies instantly became entangled, and the collision of muscles produced a dull thud.

Incheon Young-myung used all his skills to employ grappling and throw techniques!

They tried to disrupt Mito Makio's balance and flip him over!

However, Makio Mito's lower body was as stable as a tree rooted in the ground.

His strength far exceeded Incheon Hideaki's expectations.

No matter how hard Incheon Hideaki tried or how he changed his angle, he couldn't budge him in the slightest.

"Good technique, but unfortunately... you're still lacking in strength!"

Mito Makio's voice rang in Incheon Hideaki's ears. It didn't sound like a duel, but more like a senior giving guidance to a junior.

The words have not yet fallen.

Mito Makio's core strength suddenly erupted.

His arm muscles bulged, and he exerted force like a hydraulic press.

A standard Judo Big Outer Cut!

The movements are fluid, swift, and full of power!

Incheon Hideaki felt an irresistible force surge through him, and his body was instantly flung away by the immense centrifugal force!

Chapter 164 Entering the Legendary Level

boom! ! !

Nichikawa Hideaki's body was thrown directly by Mito Makio, slamming heavily onto the cold ground.

Dust flew everywhere.

The immense impact made Incheon Young-min feel as if his internal organs had shifted, and he involuntarily let out a painful groan.

However, he endured the excruciating pain and used his arms to support himself on the ground, trying to get up again.

However, just as he propped himself up...

Mito Makio closed in again, raised his leg and kicked him hard in the chest with merciless force.

"puff!!!"

Incheon Hideaki coughed up blood, and his body, which had just managed to stand up, was kicked hard to the ground again.

"So, do you want to continue?"

This time, Mito Makio did not continue the pursuit, but instead asked Incheon Hideaki a question.

"Pooh!"

After spitting out a mouthful of blood-soaked saliva onto the ground, Incheon Hideaki slowly got up again, his tone still unwavering: "Continue!"

"as you wish!"

Mito Makio grinned and lunged at Incheon Hideaki again.

Immediately afterwards, his combination of punches, like a storm, rained down mercilessly, like hailstones.

boom!

A heavy uppercut smashed Incheon Hideaki's arm as he tried to block.

boom!

Immediately following, a fierce swing punch slammed into Incheon Hideaki's left cheek, causing his cheekbone to emit a tooth-grinding groan!

boom! ! !

Then came another vicious blow to the liver area, causing Incheon Hideaki's body to curl up like a shrimp in pain.

boom! boom! boom! ! !

Like a pile driver, straight punches relentlessly pounded into Incheon Young-myung's defenseless, blood-covered face!

Blood, like cheap red paint, was wildly smeared on Incheon Hideyoshi's face and the ground!

His consciousness rapidly blurred under the intense pain and heavy blows, and all that remained in the world was a roar and a blood-red hue.

"Uh...uh..."

Incheon Hideaki let out an unconscious groan, his body collapsing to the ground like a tattered sack.

But his indomitable will supported him as he gripped the ground with trembling arms, trying to get up for the third time.

Mito Makio looked at Nichikawa Hideaki's swaying, broken body as he tried to get up again.

He took a step forward, raising his right fist, brimming with power, high like an executioner's guillotine, and slammed it down fiercely towards Incheon Young-myung.

Mito Makio understood that if he didn't go all out and showed mercy at this moment, it would be disrespectful to Ingawa Hideaki's will.

However, at this critical moment!

"enough!!"

Suddenly, from the Tohoku branch camp, Mitsumasa Tsukimoto shouted loudly.

"Stop! We surrender!!!"

Mitsumasa Tsukimoto's tone was filled with intense resentment, but his voice still resonated in everyone's ears.

Mito Makio's fist suddenly stopped less than an inch from Incheon Hideaki's cheek.

The force of the punch even blew up Incheon Hideaki's blood-stained hair.

He slowly withdrew his fist, glanced at Mitsumasa Tsukimoto at the Tohoku branch, then at Ryuji Kurosaki, and nodded.

The entire playground was deathly silent.

Only the howling of the cold wind and Incheon Hideaki's faint, almost inaudible, painful breathing could be heard.

The bald guys from the Tohoku branch school stared blankly at Hideaki Incheon, who had collapsed in the center of the field, and then at the unconscious Sashio Ueda, as if their souls had been ripped out.

Finally, his gaze fell upon Mitsumasa Tsukimoto, who was sighing deeply.

Two defeats!

Sashio Ueda is defeated!

Incheon's brilliant plan resulted in a crushing defeat!

Two wins out of three means the Northeast Branch School has lost.

Before even making a move, Kurosaki Ryuji had already declared defeat.

Just then, Ryuji Kurosaki noticed a pop-up window appear in front of him.

Congratulations on completing the mission "The Battle of Fengxian East and West"!

[Rewards: Intimidation +4, Recovery +2, Evasion +2, Resistance +2, Street Fighting Skill upgraded by 1 level]

[Street Free Fighting Technique SS-]: Upgrading this skill from S+ to SS- will grant you additional combat experience and a 2-point increase to all attributes.

The moment of receiving the reward.

Extensive experience in street fighting, more refined power techniques, and mastery of combat timing were immediately imprinted into Kurosaki Ryuji's muscle memory and fighting consciousness.

Having learned from his previous experiences, Ryuji Kurosaki was no longer surprised.

Quickly digest everything you gain and enjoy the exhilarating feeling of your increased strength.