527 167, Match II of WWIII

"Saaah! There was a lot going on, but we're going to start the Final Tournament III, Game II! The first player is Curse de Martin! You showed me a pretty rough fight earlier! According to new information, this player is being bought by the Dark Alliance! What a three piece white gold coin! Much more than the winning prize! But how do I receive my Dark Alliance prize money? It's a contract to lose your life! I haven't changed one complexion to my reality like this, and I'm in a stylish position!

Private people are getting more and more exposed... okay.

"The second player is Yannick Selva! Earlier, we took control of quite a bit of engagement and won brilliantly! Yannick players like that are hard workers! Instead of working as an adventurer at that age, he takes care of his young siblings and sometimes goes to the Infinite Dynasty Dojo! A big black pillar supporting a family without a father! You want to win and feed your family a belly full treat with your prize money! The injury has been healed using a potion without it! A little light, but you're in!

Shit... is that what you two looked like just now...

Anything is ants, so even potions are ants. Because magic is forbidden, if you keep it in your pocket, you must also be ant to drink it during the game... have you been caught by the rules of the Children's Martial Party in the Territorial Capital...

Let me know if you want to look strange.

Both sides!

"Begin!"

Yannick players suddenly packing the distance. I was just watching you, but you're solid... as if you were Steed. We have to do everything we can from the front! With the power of your gear. Gorillas!

His long sword broke early, but the battle continued without any fright.

It's my victory in gear, but my strength, my strength, my physique, they're better off. I can't be relieved because of how much I already have bare hands. Adventurers should be killing about goblins and gobolts with their bare hands.

I have a tiger thoroughfare so far in my favor, but I must not let you come near me. Southern Domizuchi's equipment, which exhibits unparalleled strength in blows, slaughter and countermagic, can't handle joint moves either. The only person who uses such moves is the union leader of the Kutanatsu Guild, but you can't be alarmed.

'I'm glued! Yannick, you're broken to keep putting up long swords and daggers and there's no excellence in the movement! The opposing Curse player also has no power in his hand to set up a wooden knife! Fight me if you haven't matched!

'Maybe Curse hasn't made a recovery, despite all that fighting?

'Oh my God? You haven't had enough potion to afford it!? You can't do that! Wouldn't you be licking too many Yannicks!

Shut up. You're not licking it. You're so strong. Any ideas...

I have some trump cards for you, but it doesn't make sense to use them in this condition.

Yannick players have been packing their time. Me swinging and restraining Tiger Toru.

Still approaching, I waited with my eyes open.

All of a sudden, he jumped on my ankle like a crawling frog! He shook down the tiger thoroughfare towards his head, but was struck straight in the right shoulder. Naturally my bones must have broken, but they accidentally paid my right ankle back to front with my free left hand. I couldn't dare wear a buttcake because I had weight on my right leg. Yannick players hanging from body to body there.

"Oh, it's a lot of confusion! Whew! The flesh and the flesh of men are intertwined. Ooh! Yannick stuffed by Curse in a crawling position! I was also prepared to take damage and turned the Curse player around! I'll break your bones and steal your legs! Now what will happen!?

"Yannick, who thought he couldn't break Curse's defense like this, went on a bet. Plus, kicking a punch doesn't work before the Curse player's gear. It's a good decision.

No way. You noticed my equipment weakness? Do you notice that? But I can't sleep with one arm unavailable.

"Whoa! I'm working on it up there like I'm rolling on the martial arts stage. Ooh! All I'm saying is that I'm gonna attack both of them. Huh!

"It's a deep reality of the business. It's very natural to put it together. Even if it can't be attacked from below, it can be attacked from above. That's what I call a fight.

Shit...... they took a mount position...... still available left hand to beat the crap out of me. Guards are still catching up, but sooner or later...

But this distance would work. I'll show you the trump card!

Damn, just clutching your hand in your pocket is a struggle.......

All right, ready! Make it look like you hit me... you!

"Ooh, Curse! I threw something from down there. Ah!

'I wonder what. Looks like sand from what I've seen, but sounds too light for that.

The correct answer is pepper. There will be more than ten pieces of gold just for now. It could have been sand, but I kept it peppered to make sure it was complete. That works just fine. All right, Mount Escape!

I'm gonna kick the head off a Yannick player holding his eyes and nose! Then stomping! Types like him can't be alarmed until they stab Todome! I crushed my eyes and nose, and now I only have a chance!

"Settlement! It's settlement! Please stop attacking!

Are you done? I managed to win...

I'm tired... and I drink potion...

Let's put half on him.

"Winner Curse de Martin! What a potion you're waving on your opponent Yannick who just played!

'Well, isn't that a fancy potion? There are surprisingly good things about behaving like that.

All right, it's finally the finals! We've recovered, and we'll do everything we can!