Levelmaker

Thanks to Lil's going around to all sorts of people to get autographs, I could feel the awesomeness of the size of this tournament again.

Legendary military men, mercenaries, fighters… legends are hitting each other in every fight.

Only global boxers and celebrities on the table gave me Lil's autograph, but those people alone are amazing enough already. Again, I'm getting anxious to see if Aoyagi, like myself, is something that can stand on this stage.

After the opening ceremony began with a great deal of excitement, it immediately followed with WW1, WW2 and WW3.

The first battle was between the use of Mexican Lucha Libre (wrestling) and the use of Russian systems. Lucha's people were fighting to boost from the first battle, but were smashed from their knees and defeated by the use of systems.

The horrible thing about this tournament is that it comes across as killing and gold, and anything but the use of weapons is ants. I might get my arm broken normally in the middle of a fight too. I don't mind that much.

The second battle was between Greek punk rations and boxing users versus Burmese rawai users. The Greek guy was also a boxing world champion and a good guy who responded comfortably to Lil's signature, but he didn't seem to be compatible with the creation of a sturdy body due to the way Raway worked out, and he lost.

The third battle was between Nepalese Gulka soldiers and a Korean man incorporating elements of taekwondo on the axis of kickboxing. The latter, just a great kick and a good beginning, was no match for that Gulka soldier.

And the fourth.

This is the game between me and Mr. Gracie in Brazil. It doesn't seem intentional, but it will be a back-to-back showdown of the planet.

< General Martial Arts World Champion 2 Organizations Unity King from Brazil! Antonio Gracie!! >

Mr. Gracie's name was called and he went up on the stage. That's just the guy who took the pinnacle in one martial arts and it's a big buzz.

By the way, all the upcoming conversations are in English.

"Shaw, come win"

"No, I don't know about all this time"

Mr. Gracie is not wearing anything but pants, and I'm wearing a torso. No weapons, but outfits along these lines of handling martial arts are rather recommended.

First of all, it's so unfavourable to me that Mr. Gracie almost only uses judo at the half-naked point. Well, it's not like I can't confront you because you suddenly threw goblins at me with anasm.

"Wow, the show is fine. Go with confidence!

"Ooh."

It's time for my name to be called. Lil snuck a kiss on my cheek. It's a world of comics where you can get a kiss from her before you go to such an important game.

< Use your natural powers to stop terrorism alone, capture robbers, and win bare hands over multiple opponents with pistols! Such a very high school student came from Japan! From my classmates, the name of the boy who is called 'Demon King (Satan)' for so much strength...... show hino!

Quit full and go to the stage, but not as cheering rain showers as Mr. Gracie on the boulder. I mean, he seems to be wondering why high school students are here. I want to hear it too.

"Isn't it weird that you're 180 tall and you're in that shape, and you really seem to be working out pretty good, but still weighing 130 over?

"That's a lot, like, 90, right?

"Everything seems specific."

Great people and spectators of great stature from all over the country seem to be watching information about me and Mr. Gracie on the tablet. I can't help but care because they say a lot about weight and not looking right for a long time.

"For a man like you, that black belt suits you well"

"Thank you"

Before the game, a moment of greeting. That's what Mr. Gracie said as he looked at my black belt.

"... To be honest, you were still a kid when you were with her. Licking. But right now, if they stand forward wearing doggies like this, I know. Satan himself. I'm guessing the unlikely feat of your bare hands is real."

"Yeah, yeah, well"

"... I mean it because I'm soggy."

The referee said we were let go. I'm serious about Mr. Gracie's eyes.

Then I have to be serious, too.

"Are you both ready?

"Yes."

"Okay."

"... So, Game 4 of Game I... Here we go!

The battle lid was cut and lowered. At that moment, Mr. Gracie fills me with distance at once as she stands on her knees.

I instantly kick my knee, but I can't fight back because I don't have a gap to grab it. And Mr. Gracie poured in a kick characteristic of Capoeira.

"Gu!?

Even guarding with arms, it sounds to the back of the muscles. Plus he's been spinning his body...... slamming an unreadable orbital kick into his abs.

"Ogu..."

My abs are pretty stiff combined with my idiosyncrasies and my daily workouts. But I've taken intense damage. This is tough, though, because it's my first fight.

"Horrible, I didn't know you could still stand about what you are..."

I try to grab his arm, whining like that. Ms. Gracie distracted herself well in the backstep and deliberately offered her a difficult area to grasp to avoid it.

He's a general fighter, so he's got to have skills for the moves. But naturally, they're not going to fight me for it. Looks like we're going to focus on the blow.

"Sora!

The next blow flew in. It's due to my left leg. But I grabbed it by the side.

"Become!?

I had seen how fast or several times, but I could finally get the timing. And grabbing.

If you grab it and treat it, it's this way.

"But as much as I caught my leg..."

I grabbed Mr. Gracie's ankle and let my powers wield me. Nothing. My weapon is not just Judo's technology. Combine this power to demonstrate true value.

Mr. Gracie grabbed his arm and shoulder girdle where he collapsed and threw it away at once.

Mr. Gracie faints in an instant because he drops it from his head.

I'm used to using judo moves to stun them because I've done a lot to criminal opponents so far.

"... and battle ants!

Win first.