The host's excited voice echoed through the arena: "Unbelievable! Allen actually chose to continue the match, doesn't he need a break?"
"Then let's see how many more victories he can bring us!"
The audience instantly erupted, the roar almost lifting the roof off the stadium.
"He's crazy! He's going to fight the next top martial artist!"
"One against many! This is a true powerhouse!"
"Go, ultimate weapon! Let those foreigners see the power of Chinese Martial Arts!"
In the Japan-America Alliance Team preparation area, everyone's faces were grave.
Oliva stretched his thick neck: "So, who do we send next?"
Doppo Orochi's eyes flashed with excitement: "Let me go this round. Allen is already gaining momentum. If he successfully builds it up, then the later we fight, the harder it will be for us."
"Let me see if I can break his momentum."
In the Japan-America Alliance Team preparation area, the atmosphere was so heavy it almost solidified. Doppo Orochi slowly took off his jacket, revealing his muscular upper body, his muscles sharply defined as if carved by a knife.
"I can't wait to see how strong Allen is now," Doppo Orochi's voice was low and firm.
Oliva couldn't help but step forward: "You must succeed…"
"Don't worry, I can do it," Doppo Orochi patted his chest, reassuring everyone.
Yujiro Hanma walked over and clapped Doppo Orochi hard on the back: "God of Martial Arts, don't get killed."
Doppo Orochi burst out laughing after hearing that: "I'd love to be killed by Allen; that way, he'll manage Shinshinkai for me for the rest of his life out of guilt."
He strode through the aisle and entered the arena, where the audience erupted in deafening cheers.
"The Japan-America Alliance Team has sent the God of Karate, Doppo Orochi! Can this God of Martial Arts from Japan stop Allen's winning streak?!" the host shouted excitedly.
Allen finished meditating, slowly got up, and looked at Doppo Orochi walking towards him: "Mr. Doppo, long time no see."
"Allen, let me see how much you've improved during your four months of training in China," Doppo Orochi grinned, taking a karate stance.
"Clang!"
The gong signaling the start of the match echoed throughout the arena. Doppo Orochi instantly launched an attack, his movements as fast as lightning, his right hand transforming from a palm into a blade, striking towards Allen's neck.
Allen grabbed Doppo's wrist with his right hand and swung him, throwing Doppo Orochi into the air.
Kaioh Kaku, in the Chinese preparation area, saw Allen's move and suddenly recalled an unpleasant memory; that's how Allen had spun him like a top, and while the power was limited, the insult was extreme.
Doppo Orochi quickly adjusted to a defensive stance in the air, waiting for Allen's attack, but Allen stood still, showing no intention of attacking.
Although Doppo Orochi didn't know why Allen wasn't attacking, he could use Allen's momentum to launch an attack.
Doppo Orochi lunged at Allen from the air, his speed so astonishing that the audience couldn't help but gasp in surprise.
"Allen! Watch closely! This move is called the Falling Rear Naked Choke! It's one of the secret techniques of Orochi-ryu Karate!"
The Falling Rear Naked Choke is a technique where Doppo Orochi uses his body weight and the impact of his fall to pin his opponent, a move that even a young Yujiro had fallen victim to.
"Mr. Doppo's move is quite good. He truly is a martial artist with rich combat experience," Baki observed, noting that Doppo Orochi, despite being in a passive position, didn't panic but used Allen's strength to counterattack, and couldn't help but exclaim.
Allen stood motionless. The moment Doppo Orochi was about to grab him, Allen suddenly shifted sideways, his arm like lightning, grabbing Doppo's ankle, and with a smooth motion, executed an over-the-shoulder throw.
"Boom!"
Doppo Orochi crashed heavily onto the ground, causing the arena floor to crack, but he immediately sprang up with a carp leap, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.
"The Falling Rear Naked Choke, using body weight and the impact of a fall to pin an opponent, but this move is not impossible to break."
"As long as you react before the choke fully forms, and then use immense strength to break it."
Allen looked at Doppo Orochi and carefully explained the weakness of the move to him.
Doppo, lying on the ground, was completely stunned after hearing this; in this world, only Allen could perfectly counter this move.
"You little brat… your strength has grown again," Doppo Orochi wiped the corner of his mouth, did a backflip to stand up, and his fighting spirit intensified.
"Mr. Doppo, please continue," Allen said, looking at the high-spirited Doppo.
In the Japan-America Alliance Team preparation area, Oliva frowned: "Doppo's offense is completely suppressed…"
"No, it's not over yet," Yujiro Hanma suddenly grinned.
"Doppo is getting serious."
Indeed, Doppo Orochi in the arena suddenly changed his stance, raising both hands to his chest: "Allen, try to break through me."
"This is the pushing hands stance, also known as Goten-te. Even a young Yujiro suffered from this move."
Doppo Orochi's title as the God of Martial Arts is not for show; he has learned an immense number of martial arts techniques and can employ different moves to counter various opponents, with each move having been honed through countless trials, making his attacks difficult to evade!
Doppo Orochi's defensive stance was like an impenetrable fortress, his entire body's muscles tensed to the extreme, and his breathing rhythm became exceptionally slow.
Gasps of surprise came from the audience; it was as if an truly airtight iron wall appeared before their eyes, and everyone was shaken by the exquisite skill of this God of Karate.
"Mr. Doppo's defensive stance has no flaws! Is this the realm achieved by the God of Karate?!" the host shouted excitedly.
Allen stood still, watching Doppo Orochi's Goten-te with interest; it indeed looked very powerful, but it hadn't reached a point where he needed to use his full technique.
Allen's figure suddenly vanished from his spot, and in the next second, he appeared in front of Doppo Orochi, his movements so fast that they left afterimages. His right fist, accompanied by a tearing whistle of air, slammed into Doppo Orochi's chest.
"Bang!"
A dull thud echoed through the arena. Doppo Orochi's feet even plowed two deep furrows in the stone floor, but he still maintained his defensive stance, only a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.
"He blocked it! Doppo Orochi blocked Allen's full-power strike!" The host's voice trembled with excitement.
In the Japan-America Alliance Team aisle leading to the arena, Baki's eyes widened: "He… he blocked it? Maybe Mr. Doppo really can stop Allen's momentum."
Oliva's expression was grave: "No, look at Doppo's feet."
Baki looked down at Doppo Orochi's feet, only to see his legs trembling slightly, clearly indicating that Allen's strike had placed a significant burden on him.
Doppo Orochi's expression was also unusually serious.
"Fast! Too fast!" A storm raged in his heart. He had originally intended to use this move to make Allen expose a weakness during his active offense.
But when Allen actually made his move, Doppo Orochi only felt a blur before his eyes. Relying on his rich combat experience, he instinctively blocked Allen's attack, but he didn't even have a chance to exploit a weakness before Allen instantly created distance.
Allen's momentum was unstoppable; he, too, might become a stepping stone for Allen's rise.
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