970 323, Semifinal I Match

"Come on! There was a lot going on, but we're going to start the semifinals. Well! Game one, first man. Huh! Kwana Fukunaga! I've won this far in a sober battle. Ah! But this time they're bad! The second is the best swordsman in the kingdom! You're a Steed de Mayor! Despite my bare hands earlier! The tiger stops the prey, but the battle is as fierce as ever! It also nods to be nicknamed exactly LTTE!

'Come on, wager rate... it's two to seven. That's just Steed's advantage. But...'

Exactly. Is Damian aware of it? Steed, I don't see you winning much...

"What is it, Master Damien? Any concerns?

'No, if you start, you'll see. Just do it.

"Yes, yes! Then we will begin the first game of the semifinals! Both sides! '

"Begin!"

"Mr. LTTER, would you like to make a bet before you start? If I win, I want that knife back... can you ask the Demon King..."

"That's good, but what do you bet?

"What do you think of this? It's short when I say sideways, but the cut is excellent... please..."

"Um, I don't want it because I have a good dagger, but you're in trouble... just ask for it, okay?

"Please... I'm in trouble without that..."

Oh, no, you're making a weird bet. Still, Steed, you're a favorite, too.

"Saaah! Looks like some kind of bet has been made! But Kwana, don't move! Standing perfectly on the spot with a wooden knife in place!

"One or Steed player is bare... I can't help it either. 'Cause instead of a sword, you won't even be able to hold your fist...'

"What the hell!? Why the hell!?

"That's all Curse punched in the head, right? On the contrary, I can see that he also beat up his armor and cage hands. You can't possibly have broken your finger bone. The Kwana player who took the bet in anticipation of it is hopeless. The Steed who takes it is a man, too.

Yes. I was bloody all over my face too, but I can't possibly hit you with all that and your fingers intact, Steed. Because I even hit Elder Ebony Ent's cage hand.

But as you did against me, Steed, you walk up to me slowly. Now the eyeballs won't even work, and what are you going to do?

Steed, you're in time, you're supposed to, but Kwana's not moving. Stay put.

Steed approached in time for his punch to arrive twitching. What are you thinking?

If I thought so, it would have been a moment. Steed, you aimed Kwana in the face with your right elbow, and Kwana slapped that elbow back with a wooden knife. Attacking with his left elbow to flow was likewise bounced, as was his knee to gold. The strength of his defense doesn't seem to be lined up. Still don't try to make it, Mr. Steed. Only the damage builds up... and we're trying to get closer... but now Kwana's pulling it off. Are you trying to keep the same distance as before?

Still, the scary thing about Kwana is that Steed is moving after you move. Wouldn't that speed of reaction be amazing because of how much you're focusing on waiting?

"The robustness of Kwana players glows! We are knocking Steed's elbow, knee down accurately! He's twitching like a chess celebrity, damaging Steed players!

"The defense is also being attacked as it is. That's a kind of crossover. Though it's rare for a guy to be thorough enough not to attack from himself.

Normally, if the target isn't attacking us, I hope we don't do anything either. But this is a tournament. If you do nothing on both sides, you won't be able to become an entertainment business. Kwana doesn't seem to think about it, but Steed, you know Damien. I don't know if it's something to worry about. No, probably not.

That's right, Steed. You're taking too much damage to your elbows and knees, too. I can't move like this anymore. Still, Steed, you're acting the same way over and over. Rather, it also looks more like Kwana is getting butter in stamina. Hang in there...

"Phew Phew, that's the young swordsman of the Kingdom of Roland... even without a sword. I didn't know I'd be this far..."

"I have a winning eye... I won't give up while I have one..."

Steed, your torso is falling forward and fluttering, your legs are not following. But as a result of trying so hard to step on it, the whole weight changed to a right elbow poke on it. Naturally, I'll pick up Kwana, but it's broken! Finally, Kwana's wooden knife is broken! Steed, I got to the limit before your body did. Steed, you win!

Steed, your body is dancing through the universe, tapping your left elbow with the momentum as it is!?

And then he fell from the brain to the martial arts stage... the Kwana bastard... he threw you away... with that little body...

It was also a move close to my back, diving under my protruding left elbow...

Steed, you were slapped from your head into a cobblestone shortly after you took a passive...

"There's a battle! It's a Kwana player victory! Healing wizard, come on! Steed is in danger!

"So is Kwana. Whatever you don't want to treat me, check him out.

When he looks at the Wu stage, Kwana also crawls on all fours to the Wu stage and refuses to fall. Steed, there's no way you can just get thrown. [M] That's great.

'I think I got a knee in the back of my head. As bad as Steed. Then hey is pretty fucked up. I don't know what will happen to the finals.

Right. What's gonna happen to the finals? Ragna says it's a nasty situation, and no way is Sekiya and Kwana's Heisle Momentum going to finals with each other? I'm kind of sorry.