Inside the Japan-America Alliance Team preparation area, Doppo Orochi unconsciously tightened his grip on his cane: "Yujiro is finally getting serious. Allen is in trouble..."
Baki's eyes flickered with excitement and a hint of worry: "I'll finally get to see that man's full power, but Allen is in danger."
In the arena, Yujiro's muscles swelled to an exaggerated degree, and the grotesque demon face on his back seemed to be sneering. He completely dominated the punching exchange between the two.
"Kid! The warm-up is over! This is a power you'll never be able to match!" Yujiro Hanma grinned, revealing his signature ferocious smile.
Facing an extreme disadvantage, Allen not only showed no tension, but instead revealed an excited smile: "Now this is more like it!"
He took a deep breath, and his entire body's muscles also began to swell. But unlike Yujiro, white steam began to emanate from Allen's body.
During his fight with Kaioh Kaku, Allen had noticed this peculiar phenomenon, but he had studied it for a long time without understanding why it occurred. In the end, he could only attribute it to a special change resulting from his physique combined with the Hanma Bloodline.
"I can do that move too!" As Allen's words fell, the muscles in his back twisted and deformed, slowly forming a demon face pattern.
"Bang!"
With a muffled thud, his black tight-fitting short-sleeved shirt was actually ripped apart by his bulging muscles! The terrifying demon face on Allen's back was exposed to everyone's eyes.
The moment Allen activated his Demon Back, the entire arena fell into a dead silence.
People in the stands widened their eyes, their mouths agape enough to fit an egg. The microphone in the host's hand dropped to the ground with a "clatter," emitting a harsh sound.
"This... how is this possible!" Doppo Orochi's cane was crushed in his hand. He stumbled two steps forward, wanting to see more clearly.
Baki's pupils contracted violently, and fine beads of sweat seeped from his forehead: "This... how is this possible? Didn't they say only Yujiro could use the Demon Back?"
Oliva's eyes widened: "What am I seeing... Why does Allen have a Demon Back?"
Kaiou Retsu, trembling, pointed at Allen in the center of the arena and said: "Mas... Master... Is this also part of the Principles of Boxing?"
Kaioh Kaku took a sip of tea before slowly speaking: "In my first fight with Little Lin, he used this move to defeat this old man. I even wanted to learn it."
The host also picked up the microphone at this moment, his voice so excited it was almost cracking: "Contestant Allen has actually used the same move as Yujiro Hanma! This is simply incredible!"
The stands completely erupted, the roar of the crowd almost overturning the entire venue.
"Demon Back?!!!"
Yujiro Hanma's pupils constricted violently, and large beads of sweat continuously rolled down his face. The smile on his face instantly froze as he stared intently at the grotesque demon face on Allen's back.
In just a few short seconds, Yujiro frantically replayed countless memories before he dared to confirm that Allen's Demon Back definitely had nothing to do with him.
Allen felt the surging power within him and grinned: "What? Surprised?"
Yujiro's expression gradually changed from shock to ecstasy. He burst into laughter: "Hahahahahaha! Excellent! This is truly excellent! This kind of battle is interesting!"
His demon face became even more ferocious: "Kid, although I don't know how you learned it, it doesn't matter now. Let me see how good your Demon Back truly is!"
Yujiro Hanma suddenly exerted force, and a deafening roar erupted from where their fists met. The ground centered around them cracked even more thoroughly, and a terrifying shockwave swept in all directions, causing the entire arena to vibrate violently.
"Too... too... too amazing! The power of both contestants is actually making the entire arena shake!" The host shouted excitedly!
"This is simply a once-in-a-century peak showdown!"
Inside the Japan-America Alliance Team preparation area, Oliva's expression was grim: "Yujiro's power in his Demon Back state is actually being suppressed by Allen."
"No, it's not over yet." Doppo Orochi stared intently at the arena, unconsciously touching his chest.
"He hasn't used his full power yet!"
Just as Doppo Orochi was speaking, Yujiro in the arena, realizing his power was inferior to Allen's, suddenly changed his move. He stepped back with his right foot, and as he retreated, his right fist transformed into a claw, gripping Allen's wrist and pulling.
The moment Allen was pulled off guard, Yujiro's left fist, accompanied by a terrifying sonic boom, struck towards his head. Yujiro had a ferocious smile on his face; although he lost the power contest, his terrifying real-combat experience was not something Allen could compare to.
"Bang!"
The punch accurately struck Allen's head, emitting a deafening explosion. A gasp erupted from the stands, and everyone held their breath for Allen.
"He... he hit him! Yujiro Hanma's fatal blow!" The host shouted excitedly.
Allen's head tilted back slightly from the punch, but quickly returned to its original position, as if Yujiro's full-power strike had merely tickled him.
Yujiro's expression was somewhat solemn. The moment his fist connected, he felt it: Allen's body seemed to have transformed into a puddle of water splashed in the air. No matter how great his power, it had no effect on Allen.
"Did... did he dodge it?" Baki questioned, looking at Allen, who had taken Yujiro's full-power strike yet was completely unharmed.
"No, it's Energy Dissipation, and a very high-level kind at that." Fine beads of sweat seeped from Doppo Orochi's forehead. He hadn't expected Allen to learn Energy Dissipation in just four months and master it to such a profound degree.
"The moment Yujiro's fist made contact, all of its power was already neutralized by Allen!"
"Are you saying Dad's attack hit him?!" Baki roared in disbelief.
"That's right, this is Energy Dissipation. Regardless of how many martial artists, Eastern or Western, ancient or modern, have tried, Energy Dissipation is a technique they've spent their entire lives trying to master. But in the end, only Chinese Martial Arts practitioners have succeeded with Energy Dissipation." Doppo Orochi nodded.
"Even if Yujiro uses his ultimate strike now, it will be useless. Allen can still use Energy Dissipation, as elusive as a razor slicing through a floating tissue."
"Dad's moves, Yujiro Hanma's moves, are actually useless?!" Baki roared, trembling, as large beads of sweat rolled down his face and dripped onto the floor.
In the arena, Yujiro retracted his fist, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes: "Energy Dissipation?"
He called it Energy Dissipation, but he also felt it wasn't quite like that. Allen had felt like water to him, with an effect even more exaggerated than the Energy Dissipation Yujiro knew.
Allen nodded: "I learned it from Retsu and Old Guo. Not bad, right?"
After Allen confirmed Yujiro Hanma's guess, his expression shifted from solemnity back to a smile.
"Energy Dissipation, which has always been considered an advanced skill in Chinese Martial Arts, has been mastered by you to this extent in such a short time. You truly are a perfect opponent!" Yujiro's smile became ferocious again.
"However... as long as it's a technique, there's a way to break it. When a person faces danger, their body stiffens and hardens; this is a natural physiological reaction in animals."
"Although this instinct can be overcome with long-term training, can you truly overcome it indefinitely?"
In the center of the arena, Yujiro's stance became relaxed, and his smile grew even more ferocious.
"Kid, I'm going to awaken your instincts."
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