Baki stared intently at Allen's face, trying to find any trace of a joke, but Allen's expression was terrifyingly serious.
Seeing Baki's reaction, Allen shrugged. "Believe it or not."
The audience was also in an uproar of disbelief.
"What? The ultimate weapon only does this much training every day?"
"You're lying, right? My son, when he was a beginner in fighting, had a greater training volume than this."
"Could this be a special training method to cultivate willpower?"
The host excitedly gripped the microphone: "Unbelievable! Allen-kun has revealed his training method! But this… this is far too ordinary!"
In the Japan-America Alliance Team preparation area, Oliva stroked his chin: "That kid is definitely lying. He's trying to disrupt Baki's rhythm."
Yujiro Hanma snorted: "A boring trick."
In the China Team preparation area, Kaiou Retsu looked at Kaioh Kaku with a bewildered expression: "Master, is what Allen-kun said true?"
"Thump."
Kaioh Kaku directly rapped Kaiou Retsu's head: "Kaiou Retsu, how can you believe such an outrageous thing? Little Lin is using psychological tactics to disrupt Baki's mindset."
In the arena, Baki took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down. He knew Allen-kun was deliberately trying to disrupt his mindset, but those words had indeed shaken him.
"Allen-kun, it seems you enjoy joking around." Baki shifted his fighting stance, his legs slightly bent.
"However, next, I will make you serious."
Allen-kun's lips curved into a slight smile, and he nodded: "I look forward to it."
Baki stomped his right foot and charged forward, but did not choose to attack. He began to move slowly around Allen-kun, searching for the best opportunity, and at the same time, putting pressure on Allen-kun.
Seeing this, Oliva's tightly furrowed brows relaxed: "It seems that kid has finally calmed down. He realized that a fierce assault is ineffective against Allen-kun."
Yujiro Hanma crossed his arms, a hint of approval flashing in his eyes: "He's finally showing some promise."
In the arena, Baki suddenly lunged forward, his right fist striking towards Allen-kun's head. This punch, seemingly simple and ordinary, actually contained all of his strength.
This was the counter-intuitive jab he had developed; it looked like a powerless strike, but its actual power could even shatter rock!
Judging by Allen-kun's fighting habits, he would directly take very weak attacks rather than dodge them. As long as this punch connected, it would be his chance to win!
As Baki expected, Allen-kun remained motionless. The seemingly light jab grew larger in his pupils. Just as it was about to connect, Allen-kun suddenly tilted his head and dodged.
Baki's fist grazed Allen-kun's cheek, creating a gust of wind. His pupils sharply contracted; he hadn't expected Allen-kun to suddenly dodge at the last moment.
"You saw through it?" Baki asked, somewhat incredulously.
"Yes, I saw it when you threw the punch." Allen-kun nodded.
"I thought your move was interesting, so I watched it for a bit longer."
"How is that possible…" he murmured, his eyes a little lost.
Baki clenched his fists, his body trembling, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans appeared on his forehead. He hadn't expected his carefully designed counter-intuitive jab to be so easily seen through.
Oliva's expression was grave: "Baki's strategy has been completely deciphered."
Yujiro Hanma, however, suddenly burst into laughter: "Hahahaha! Now this is interesting!"
In the arena, Baki took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down. He regrouped, and his eyes once again became sharp.
"Allen-kun, it seems I truly underestimated you, but the match has only just begun." Baki's voice was low and firm.
Allen-kun, however, shook his head: "I feel the match is about to end."
Hearing Allen-kun's words, Baki's pupils trembled violently. He gritted his teeth, his entire body's muscles tensed to the extreme: "What are you saying! I won't be so easily…"
"Bang!"
Allen-kun's figure suddenly vanished from his original spot, and the next second, he appeared in front of Baki. His right fist, accompanied by a sharp, tearing roar through the air, slammed into Baki's abdomen. This terrifying strike was Allen-kun's respect for Baki's strength.
"Puff!"
Baki's abdomen instantly caved in, and he was sent flying backward like a cannonball. His eyes wide, he spat out a mouthful of blood in mid-air, crashing heavily into the stone wall of the arena.
Baki's body was deeply embedded in the stone wall, shattered rocks flew, and dust billowed. This terrifying force even shook the entire audience, and the entire arena fell into a brief silence, followed by deafening cheers.
"Another one-hit KO! Allen-kun has now consecutively defeated three top martial artists!" The host's excited voice was trembling.
"This is an unprecedented feat!"
In the stands, people wildly waved their arms, the roar of the crowd almost lifting the roof off the venue.
"Too strong! The ultimate weapon!"
"That Neon kid was already very strong, but in front of the ultimate weapon, he's simply not enough!"
"Five in a row! Five in a row! Five in a row!" Someone started the chant, and all the spectators in the venue were shouting "five in a row," hoping Allen-kun would create a miracle.
The monks quickly entered amidst the cheers of the crowd. They dug the unconscious Baki out of the wall and placed him on a stretcher. At this moment, the indentation in his abdomen had begun to slowly recover, the terrifying regenerative power of the Hanma Bloodline clearly evident.
In the Japan-America Alliance Team preparation area, Oliva looked at Baki being carried away, fine beads of sweat appearing on his forehead: "Even Baki was knocked out with one punch. What kind of monster is this…"
Yujiro Hanma, however, was trembling with excitement: "Hahahahaha! This is truly interesting!"
He couldn't wait any longer!
In the arena, Allen-kun once again sat cross-legged, closing his eyes to rest. The cheers from the audience grew even more enthusiastic, everyone waiting for the next challenger.
"Unbelievable! Allen-kun actually chooses to continue defending the ring! Can we witness the miracle of five in a row today?!" The host shouted excitedly.
Oliva took a deep breath and began to stretch his thick neck: "It seems it's my turn to go on stage."
Yujiro Hanma suddenly reached out to stop him: "Wait!"
"What's wrong?" Oliva asked, frowning.
"Let me go first. I can't wait to taste this grand meal." A dangerous glint shone in Yujiro's eyes.
Oliva hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded: "Alright, but don't cripple him. I still want to have a good fight with him."
"Hmph, that depends on his own abilities." Yujiro sneered as he walked out of the preparation area towards the aisle.
When Yujiro Hanma's figure appeared in the arena, the atmosphere in the China Team preparation area solidified.
"Yujiro Hanma is actually entering early!" Kaiou Retsu suddenly stood up. If Yujiro Hanma entered early instead of letting Oliva continue to wear him down, it meant that he had the confidence to directly end Allen-kun.
He clenched his fists, worried for Allen-kun.
Kaioh Kaku understood when he saw the captain of the opposing Japan-America Alliance Team directly enter the arena. In fact, the previous few battles could only be considered minor skirmishes; the true decider of victory and defeat would be this one.
He spoke to comfort everyone: "Don't worry, that kid is stronger than you think. This match might be a bit troublesome, but the final outcome will definitely be Allen-kun's victory."
Kaioh Kaku's voice was firm. He had unconditional trust in Allen-kun's strength, after all, he was a monster who had integrated both power and technique.
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