Qualifying for the Fist Fight Competition will take two days to complete ten days prior to the competition.
In order to narrow down the remaining 40 participants to the top four, a brief spar will be given eight times to determine the four players to compete in the game in a way that the judges will score.
Because it is difficult to see forty people at a time, judges are driven out by archaeological instructors of the Adventurer's Guild, among others. For example, the number of judges is so small that Howard and the winner Mori Bear, who entered the semi-finals of the Flea Market Cup, are driven out to the judges of this Fist Games Uncle Albert Birth Cup.
And the sum of the scores the judges give determines the outcome of the qualifying round.
"... it's a R2 score! 10-8!
The judge reads out the score. The third game saw Chitta remain dominant and finally only leave R3, the final round. When the score was 10-9 in R1 and 10-8 in R2, Chitta's victory could no longer be said to be a certainty.
"... hey, Chitta, you're not gonna lose, are you?
"Whatever you think, you can't lose. Grading is, indeed, 10-8 in one down and 10-7 in two down. I mean, even if they take two downs, finally the same point, we can afford a solid fight from here."
"But we still have a game tomorrow, don't we? No fatigue left? If it's just the healing potion paid for in the boxing tournament, the fatal damage will remain, right? Chitta, you got hit pretty good, didn't you?
"... If it's a recovery potion, I'll make him drink a lot as usual this evening. There's no problem."
"But even after this, we have one more game to play today, right? How can you be sure it's okay?
"I know how much more Chitta's health is. Trust my observation. Chitta leaves a lot of room, this is true"
Next door, Uffi is showing mysterious worry. The worrying character should have been Nell, but it looks like Uffi is worried about Chitta today.
Uffi watched with an indescribable look at Chitta's back standing in the middle of the simplified ring at the end of the interval break.
"I'm scared..."
Nell lays face down and closes his eyes painfully at times. Badly, paranoid habits, often rich in imagination and sensitivity, Nell was scared to "hit" Chitta whenever she was beaten or beaten.
If you're so scared, you can go home to the tent.
I think so, but Nell apparently wants to see the game, so if you want to let him go, it's up to me to bring him here.
Looks touching. I think I was saying that.
Grandma Stella was gently laughing at their side like that, stroking and calming about Nell.
I am glad to welcome Stella into this Talent Consultant Mitsuji. Stella often sees things about Ili, Uffi and Nell, and she gently educates them. I want a lot of manpower to educate such slaves, given their future prospects. Stella is valuable in that sense.
"Nell. Don't be frightened"
Because of this, Iri also seemed to take care of Yufi and Nell today saying, "It's okay, don't worry". It would be irritating to take care of one of the threesomes. She's a little silent and stubborn, but she's basically a good girl, so I'm asking her to take care of Yufi and Nell a little bit, too.
"Chitta is strong. Win again this time."
"Illi...... But people beat people up, I'm scared..."
To the words of Nell, who groaned pompously, now Yufi asked her.
"Nell, if you have time for that, why don't you worry about Chitta? Or are you that scared?
"Oh, yeah, because, Yufi, how can people beat people up...?
"It's a mutual agreement. Being on that spot is an agreement to make it a great game for each other. They have the courage and pride to be scared.... Hey Nell, if you're scared, you can go home to the tent?
"... I don't like it. I heard you were impressed."
"Then it's nothing good. … and I wonder if Chitta will be all right"
It was at the same time Yufi shrugged.
Chitta decided on a one-to-one combination she was good at, from which she gave the left hook a blow to the temples. Hit the temples, temple shot. It was really decided beautifully. That made the other player KO.
"I won! Hey!"
"Oh."
Looks very happy Yufi. "Here's the thing, here's the thing," he said, shuddering to reproduce his earlier temple shot with his body. There's also a cute side to it. If you just loosen your cheeks a little while, "..." and suddenly you're embarrassed or even cute to the series of motions of getting to your seat.
I joked and said, "Shall I teach you the left hook later" and I said, "... is that true?" The reply came.
Why are you eating up?
I said, "Later," because it seems like a ride.
That's more chitter than that.
Activate appraisal skills and appraise chittas from afar.
Chitta's health hasn't been sharpened much. No noticeable trauma to the body, and I don't see any battered moles. Thanks to a glove made of demonic material, the damage to the athlete's punch seemed to be relieved quite well.
Chitta receives a healing potion and heals her wounds by putting on or drinking beaten marks. For this minute, I think I'll be able to go to the next game at all.
As I stared at Chitta, I suddenly got three gazes from the side.
"... what's going on?"
I had to laugh bitterly with Stella at the sight of the little ones.
"I'm gonna scout the other players for a second"
That's what I left my little one and Stella in the escort's combat slave. In exchange, I'm taking Meena with me to the other ring.
"Your husband is worried, isn't he?"
"Why not?
"You always wear an escort when you go out, don't you? Not only to myself, but also to the slaves. I know it's a good idea, but I was just wondering."
That's what Meena said, poking out a stick of wood with her hands.
"I knew you were scared."
"Really? Maybe the Lord is stronger than me, isn't he?
"Still, in case, So just in case, put on an escort."
My answer runs out of this.
This world is very similar to "fantasy tale". It's a delicate place when you ask me if I'm safe. If I pointed my foot in the alley of Slam Street, I would normally be in the middle of a chase, for God's sake. Rarely.
Oasis Street is still safer, but Slam Street is suspicious. I hesitate to walk alone, too. Most of them are not afraid without help because they are malnourished beggars, etc., but some criminals will be lurking in the good that the slum city is in such a state of devastation, I believe.
Here's the impression. It's not as bad as I imagine when I hear it's slam, but if I head back, it's just going to be outlawed.
Then I think it's a natural idea to enslave the escort just in case.
It's not just the slums. Even when you're heading to Oasis Street, not just there, you should develop the habit of putting on an escort.
"That's why I'm just going to qualify for these boxing tournaments, or whatever, but I'm taking a combat slave just in case."
"I think that's a good idea. Listen, I know what you think it is, but I agree."
"I'm counting on you."
"... um, nothing good, but it feels odd that some guy should ask me to escort him."
Even so, Meena was not satisfied.
Look around.
Among the players participating in the qualifying round, it was still Cassie who was phenomenal. I had just finished the fourth game by deciding on KO in 1R. "Reconnaissance?" What a laugh, he seems to have enough room for a voice over here.
"Yeah, well, that's the place."
"You said chitta or something. That girl. Is she going to win?
"Yes, so far we are in our fourth game with all wins. I'm going to win my fourth game like this, so I'm hoping it's okay."
"Well, I hope so."
So Hugh and Kathy let the conversation turn, as I recall, "Speaking of which,"
"Something funny happened at this tournament. Mori Bear's husband said the game was interesting. Something tells me they both used magic and it was another game."
"Eh."
"I used magic, which naturally disqualifies them both." Miniscapolisno Navitan and the magic girl Milky. "
"What is it..."
Are you saying there was such a happening? I sincerely wish I hadn't won the match with that wizard and Chitta. It would be tough if they used magic to injure Chitta.
"Were there any interesting stories?
"Oh, this way? No, I don't think so."
"Oh, too bad."
That's how Kathy was shrugging her shoulders. I know it was both information-gathering, but I don't have the information I can provide. Maybe I can take you to Chitta's ring later, "Around here, then," Kathy walked away.
I casually tried to use my appraisal skills. Then the same plot was shown as the psychological graph when you were hiding something.
(Kathy hiding something?
I thought so, but it turned out to be the end of the day, not knowing what the hell I was hiding.
My prediction was that the funny story was related to "Sky Flowers," and that Cathy had put a sickle on me that I might be in contact with Mahadi.
But there is no way to prove it, so I decide not to think too deeply about anything. I went back to Chitta and I said, "Are you hurt?" I checked gently, then made sure everyone was there and went back to the tent.