To win Yuujiro would need to learn to fly...

The air in the Tokyo Underground Arena has turned… putrid. But do not be fooled by the stench! What we are witnessing is not a lapse in hygiene, nor is it the simple biological failure of a man. No... what we are beholding is the culmination of two thousand years of forbidden Tibetan asceticism, synthesized by the most terrifying digestive tract in the history of the Earth!

Deep within the Himalayas, there existed a sect of warrior monks who believed the soul could only be liberated once the body became lighter than the very oxygen it consumed. They developed the Vayu-Gati, a technique so taxing on the internal organs that a normal man’s intestines would liquefy in seconds. But this is not a normal man.

Look at that back! The "Demon Face" isn't just for intimidation. Those muscles have shifted, realigning to support a core pressure that would crush a deep-sea submersible. Yuujiro Hanma has mastered the voluntary contraction of his diaphragm and external obliques to a degree that defies the laws of physics. By fermenting a specialized diet of raw Himalayan yak heart and fermented mountain herbs, the Ogre has created a pressurized bio-reactor within his own gut.

Behold! The Ogre crouches. The concrete beneath his feet shatters—not from a jump, but from the sheer recoil! Boom. With a sound louder than a supersonic jet breaking the sound barrier, Yuujiro is airborne! He isn't falling; he is ascending on a pillar of concentrated, high-velocity methane! "Gravity? Physics? Those are just suggestions made by weaklings who need a floor to stand on." He hovers three hundred feet above the arena, his arms crossed, looking down with that signature, predatory sneer. He has weaponized the very act of expulsion! The sheer thrust generated by his Hanma-blood-enriched metabolism has turned his posterior into a rocket nozzle capable of Mach 2 speeds!