― ― Arena Spectacular. Private passage for interested parties.
Two footsteps echoed through the passage where cheers passed across the wall.
"... sooner than I thought."
"Ha, what? I don't mind. Otherwise, this tournament is full of monsters. Neither we nor they will survive. Then you'd be lucky to fight first, Brother."
"Who's Brother? I'm a woman."
A man with long, long hair and cowboy hats.
A small, medium bob-cut girl.
These two, who look like Deco's combo, are the first tag team in Spectacular to know.
New to my memory, the First Martial Arts Games.
It may be said that the fierce struggle of Girl Reef Leangride, who competed as the winner of the qualifiers, contributed the most to the success of the qualifiers.
The tags in the second round of the qualifiers remained the biggest rivals in the final qualifiers.
This time we are teaming up because we recognized each other.
This time, as a "bonus".
The champion Huuta Pomodoro and the kingdom's most powerful Lilac M. Fangini are virtually identical.
But neither are they trying to challenge them.
Not to mention Richter L. Climbroom, who inspired Reef Leangride to disappear.
"... maybe you're right."
Hmm?
"You're lucky to fight first. That's the only reason we teamed up."
"Oh, I don't owe you anything."
"I owe that old man Wind."
"I'm listening. Can you make me an octopus in my ear?"
Close your eyes and walk.
There is a dazzling light from the entrance in front of us.
"Iron. A fierce militant swinging two huge chunks of iron. He was originally a caution stick for the Olba Chamber of Commerce. Hahah, King's Landing is a demon. These monsters are all over the place."
"Two Power Types. All the training I've been working so hard on against the Beast is for this time."
"Okay, Brother. Thank you. I think the game is over. Let's get rid of the crowd."
"That's why I'm not a Brother."
Misunderstood by the sound of my shoes.
Fist and fist collided with each other.
There is only one thought for each other.
Waiting for it is full of character.
But for them to keep hunting the mighty beast and make any mighty enemies long swords, it's just a daily mess.
Then I'm sure we'll even have to wait for victory.
As usual, it's settled.
― ― Arena Spectacular.
Come on, oniichan, oniichan, oniichan!!
Are you nervous?
That's not oniichan's bluntness!! Look at everybody! This big event is even more amazing than before!!
The pleasant voice of a bright girl seems to be glowing even so much.
The cheers that can already be played are probably divided mainly between "Reef" and "Izna".
Whatever the first Wind Earth Notebook, there may be something wrong with not having so much cheer for Arrows.
Izna and Rifi have established fans in the last tournament.
So if you say Arrows is not involved, that's not the case, but the person who is probably advocating Arrows is also advocating Reef at the same time, and as a result, it was misunderstood as a cheer for revenge on Izna.
Well, obviously, this arena doesn't have only repeaters.
Some of you are lucky to have a ticket for the first time, have someone bring you here for the first time, or are not very familiar with something called spectacular.
It is also the role of the explanatory seat to dare explain for such people.
After all, Reef Leangrid and Arrows, who tagged in the qualifiers of the last tournament, came out as a team again this time - because the opponent was the giant wall Izna who had to tag it!!
I see. A confrontation of cause.
That's right!! An amazing temporary tag set up to defeat the mighty Izna Sicienzan - perhaps the first tag team in Spectacular was those two!!
The cause is thus revealed in detail.
Everyone understands that the more they see the battle, the more exciting it will be.
Can we cross it this time? Or...
So, oniichan, which way do you want to see this game?!
It's Mr. Wind.
Immediate answer!! And you're telling me everything I said!
Ahahah, the voice of pasta laughing joyfully, nature and the audience seat call calm down.
But this didn't cause the fever.
Their attitude and "expectations" for this game will not allow them to escape a word of the answer given by the explanatory seat.
Obviously, the cheers should have decreased, but the spectacular heat is more than before, creating a strange air.
I already know the three hands of Izna, Arrows, and Reef. Mr Wind has had a light affair with Reef, but not all of it. Then the only uncertain part of Kensei's hunt is Mr. Wind. "
"I see. So Arrows and Reeves might be able to defeat Izna without the element of Mr. Wind?
"I could say as much as I want. In fact, the two of them would have made every effort to defeat Izna, and they must have made every effort. If it's true or not, it's actually even better to hunt Kensei (Wild Hunt). Naturally, it's one-on-two."
"It's subtle to persuade a man who lost 50 in the last qualifying round... but Reef and Arrows are so strong."
Ah, that's why I'm Mr. Wind. How much can you destroy Kensei's (Wild Hunt) operation? It rests on Mr. Wind's shoulders. "
Narrhhhhhhhhh
After the first match, Huta explains that the first person to appear will hold the key.
Unlike the former reputation of Mion as a referee and Richter's secretary, the venue attracts attention to a mysterious figure named Wind Earth Note.
The gaze focuses on his name as he dances on the cobble.
"What does Wind look like?
Why don't you know...
Gyu, you're being pinched.
"... a generous and honest man. But behind it, he is also a fierce and powerful samurai. The best thing is iron. It's gorgeous, swinging two big, fat, heavy bars with one hand."
Ooh......! It's kind of too much pressure to line up with Izna!
If I knew the usual two, I'd only look like two nice old men.
Izuna, I'm only 24 years old...
That's right.
Even though it's not an old face, it seems like it's terrible to say.
Izna, who was listening to the commentary near the entrance, was dented.
Motsuke swore to kill that beast later.
Hmm. So Wind is strong!
Ah, he's no less fierce than the "privilege zone." That's for sure. At least Kensei hunting (Wild Hunt) won't cut off Izna. --That's why it's the division of the game.
Unstoppable expectations for wind earth notes.
The swelling emotions envelop the venue.
"... Ruri-chan? Are you okay?"
"Eh, ah, yeah. Um... I'm glad... I'm a little worried."
Among them were two young girls sitting next to each other.
Both of them are staring at the game venue in a nervous manner.
Sometimes I was simply unfamiliar with the air of combat, but it was more of a family match than that.
Another girl staring at a girl called Ruli anxiously couldn't help but feel uncomfortable listening to her friend's father's match.
To cheer honestly, Ruli's expression was a little stiff.
"It's not always good to be seen by a lot of people. Dad, are you okay?"
"... it's okay!!
"... Ayame"
A girl holding her hand and smiling gently - Ayame.
"I heard from you that your dad is very strong... above all, is Pasta's brother very familiar with fighting swords?
"Uh-huh... that's right! Dad, good luck!
Luli finally smiled.
My chest was stretched out because I didn't mind being noticed by my dad.
Because Dad is very strong.
All right, pay attention to Mr. Wind! Ehehe "
"...... Peh"
"Ruri-chan!?
Now, let's get the athletes in!!
Not to mention the emotional ups and downs of one child girl.
The music that reverberates into the spectacular air is also a cool and brave sound that is different from that of the Star Dust and Girl Garden earlier.
The theme of the sound is "Blade", which feels as cold as freezing and as hot as rolling.
Yes, the blade of the soul that rips the beast apart.
--Hunter's Spirit ---
The hand holding the cold blade is hot.
There is no chorus to match the song, but many signs in the audience have enthusiasm for their battle, such as "knocking down Izna", "weed soul" and "downstairs".
White smoke blows up the entrance gate, hiding for a moment.
Walking side-by-side are the hunters who came looking for dinner tonight.
"- The First Martial Arts Games. The battle was certainly a battle to determine the culmination of the samurai in this country. It is only natural that your heart trembles with enthusiasm, because there is proof that any human being is" strong ". It's only natural that they were chosen."
According to the tune, the girl talks like a storyteller.
In retrospect, there are some memories that the audience doesn't know, but it slipped into my chest.
"But they weren't."
He broke his heart at the beginning of the qualifiers and raised his face for the first time in two rounds. At that time, I was still standing because there was a samurai standing next to me with the same thoughts.
It's not a preferential frame either. I didn't have a previous reputation. All they were allowed to do, from beginning to end, was to grasp what they could. Outside of applause and talk, I was waving my sword all the time. --When it finally dawned, they stood at the center of a storm in which many samurai called "qualifiers" competed!!
Wow, a cheer blows up.
Inspired by her shouting that the heat was ready, a roaring cheer echoed towards those who stepped into the cobblestone.
All I've piled up is training to polish myself. Without considering the charm of the martial arts or the brilliance of its arms, just to defeat the opponent, he crawled up in search of victory - his life will crush any swordsman! Like a hunter hunting a powerful beast that everyone despairs of!!
In the beginning, no one can be anything, even if he is a nameless swordsman. No one knows the future - the swordsmen who were unknown to anyone in the first round of the qualifiers, as the most successful players in the qualifiers, went to this spectacular - to King's Landing!! Be a swordsman with that name!! It's Wild Hunt time. Ready? Refinish that legend with more Beast hunting! You've always shown us that it's possible!!!
─ Kensei Hunt (Wild Hunt)!!
The great incitement and the huge support that goes around.
If someone were to say who was the strongest swordsman in the qualifying rounds, they would certainly not be named.
But they must have been the most popular swordsmen in the qualifiers.
They stood in the field without any hesitation and, as a matter of course, pulled out their weapons.
This place is a yearning arena. A blessed soil where everyone pays attention to themselves. But now, the yearning and joy are secondary. I guess so, you can taste it even after you win.
So now... for that.
Overcoming the tallest walls in the world is our top priority.
Hmm, exhale and stare at the front gate at the same time.
The music stops, and gradually the cheer draws like a dry tide.
But everyone here knew it was a sign of a big tsunami.
The sound of the Oriental whistle echoed like a wind through the wild sky.
When the audience unexpectedly looked up at the blue sky, a swallow tore open the sky.
And as soon as I was conscious, it was a beat that gradually burned up from the bottom of the earth. A large performance of stringed instruments and percussions filled with emotions.
The heat of the audience, raised at once, echoes like a walking ray before the battle.
--The Path of Glory to the Wilderness ---
Unsure who started, the handcrap is the brass of the battlefield that rings all over the venue.
The tempo is by no means fast, but this song, where the heat and the spirit of Han lived together, which burned the inside of my chest, falls down to the bottom of my heart as if I had made the unexpected expectations of them sound.
White smoke fills the entrance gate and two large silhouettes emerge from behind.
"I wonder who it would be for everyone to think of when I hear about gladiators."
The simple girl's question was a clear match.
If you are going to give each one of them a very fragmented answer, I will not bother telling you here.
She knows.
Certainly, this spectacular club has all kinds of gladiators and many famous matches.
But they also understand it in their hearts.
The first person in the qualifiers made us think it was "amazing." Even though they disappeared in the first round of the battle, everyone thinks they're next to the champion. ― ― The Kensei Hunt (Wild Hunt) is the "reason" for regrouping the tag. I wonder what's different from other gladiators. "
Ha, feet show up.
Next, the pattern. And that big body always smiles with joy and perseverance. A giant hammer axe appears at the end.
─ I think that's probably what I was expecting. This man is sure to do something incredible. Because that's the big back of the "gladiator" we first saw in King's Landing. "
Unstoppable cheers are uncontrolled.
It's not a call that was reconciled like the first game, it's not like the first tournament.
What's there is just expectation.
You'll do something for me. You can make my thoughts come true.
--You can make me dream.
I remember very well. That dialog, "It's the finals for me." Why was my chest tightened at that time? Maybe that's not just me. It tells me that I'm serious about winning, that I'm serious about fighting a sword - that's the man's sword. "
There was a group that flew a big cheer.
With eyes on you, the man waved with joy.
The smile resembles the margin, but it also keeps the sharpness before the battle. People think that this kind of thing leads to expectations.
Like the Ace in this arena, for example.
Such a gladiator told me. Today I brought the man I can count on the most. The best dragon that can cause a storm in this Spectacular alone is the one who brings his partner into the fight. This is more than a storm!!
Then came a gentle man a little older.
But that gentle expression, behind his back, gripped the incredible object in both hands and looked ahead.
The back I've seen more than anyone, and the tag of a man I haven't seen yet, makes the audience "expect."
Far from the goal, the end of the eager glory!! No matter how hard it is, laugh and conquer the wilderness!! Fill your chest with a fire of unbreakable fighting spirit and just a wish in your travel backpack!!
"Wilderness Storm Blade!!!
There was a bomb exploding in this spectacular cluster that could not even hear what the earliest humans were saying.
It's the heat of the venue, as if you had thrown fireworks inside.
I'm sure that thought was conveyed only to the four people on the cobblestone.
Everyone wants four people to win.
"--I 've been waiting for you, this time."
"Now I'm going to cross you, bitch."
Arrows, Reef.
Izna is the first place to stare.
Wind narrowed his eyes with joy.
"I remember that game, too. It's not impossible to burn up."
Ha.
As convinced as he was, Izna slightly raised her mouth and pulled out the hammer axe.
Well then...
The moment I thought I could afford it.
Izna's vomited dialogues caught Reef's eye.
─ Well then, "Wilderness Storm Blade" vs. "Sword Holy Hunt (Wild Hunt)"!
World War II. Second match.
Game starts ─!!!
"Let me try."
The wall to be crossed stood in front of me without looking up.