Martial arts tournament - Department under 17.

The tournament battle by 128 people began.

Up to the top 16, multiple matches are played simultaneously, partitioning wide venues.

Only wooden weapons are allowed for use in the match. Freedom of armor.

Athletes are allowed to wear two seconds.

Take the role of throwing in towels or treating them between games.

When we get to the finals, we're going to fight seven times, so the role of the second becomes quite important.

Ethan Dexter had Tomoe Asahi and her milk sisters.

Ethan is laying low at his parents' house to compete. I can't get any assistance from the Dexters. Tomoe, who heard about it, said, no, he bought a second and got out.

Tomoe's milk sisters are born pure spiritualists (exorcists). They are not highly capable, but can use restorative techniques. Tomoe was also a tomoe, and during the summer he encouraged him to study first aid. I've been collecting data on the contestants.

This is why he's in love with a girl.

Sixty-four games per round by 128 players are divided into four games….

Ethan appeared in that second sixteen games.

The opponent, apparently, boasts of his wild arms.

I can only carry one wooden knife, no second. Without the assistance of the house, there are no friends.

I feel just a little sorry for you, even though there are causes for your actions so far.

Shortly before the start, Ethan gave Tomoe a shield and instead received a two-handed mace.

Some spectators who saw it applaud. Did you see it as a spirit of fair play against an unarmed opponent?

"Not really. but......

"You were able to keep the audience on your side, so it's a good idea as a result.

Thousand Early and Philia, who are not amateurs, were grasping things accurately.

Tournament of 128. There are seven games to the finals.

You can't drain your health. Especially if it's a heavily equipped night.

If armor alone can prevent an attack, lighten it up a little. That's the thing.

"You're serious, he. I'm going to win.

Magnum trembled at the samurai.

"You usually look cool, but I wonder now. Take your helmet anyway.

Is Raina feeling a little excited, too?

The result is Ethan's overthrow. That's right.

Because you just have to punch in thoughtfully while taking the attack in the sturdiest part of the armor.

Game two, 32 games.

Ethan appeared in his first sixteen games.

The opponent is a spear.

That said, in the game, the use of a real spear is not permitted.

What the other person has in his hand is the so-called "tampon spear". At the end of the stick was a substitute for a cloth like a balloon.

Tomoe hears Ethan.

Ethan let go of the shield again and chose a single-handed mace.

As the game begins, I try to take on the right hand mace on my shoulder and squeeze the distance.

It's a long opponent, so it's natural to pack the distance, but it looked too alert.

You know, the other guy comes in with a spear.

Ethan ate a poke in the chest... but at the same time, with his empty left hand, he was grasping the spear pattern. Quickly scratch aside.

Now we have a fight.

"Extremely" the opponent's spear with his side and left arm as he packs the distance.

The opponent did not have the technique to counter Ethan, who was beaten with a right-hand mace.

"It must have been a bad poke. I see......

"Unvigilant advances. Have you chosen the fastest means reflexively?

"If it's a spear dojo match, I guess there's a battle at the time the punch is decided.

"Mr. Tomoe, I wonder what you've eared.

"Excellent second, isn't it? Ethan needs to thank you.

Only wooden weapons are allowed for use in the match. By contrast, protective equipment is free.

There was the "aya" of the battle.

Ethan left in the top 32.

The three matches to be welcomed will be divided into four games each. Ethan appeared for that second time.

The opponent of this match was lightweight for a long time. Excellent physique though.

Though the upper back is not as thick as the magnum, the body thickness may exceed the magnum.

According to a brochure published by "Doruota," the opponent is "proud of his wild arms," age 17. The letter that was written in the Specialty Weapons column was "Stegolo". This is the elite of the road.

"You're retarded. Hey. He asked me the name of the weapon and said 'stegolo'. That's not the answer.

Raina, who hates abusive people and doesn't like Macho, throws up.

"I didn't even fool around. That's why they're winning two games.

Does Magnum, who has also been working on Stegolo lately, remember some intimacy?

Ethan selects one-handed mace and shield.

It is the equipment he is best at. Do you still see it as a difficult enemy?

Shortly after the game started, the opponent suddenly stuffed the distance.

I don't have anything. I'm going to beat him up with my bare hands. The numbers overwhelmed Ethan.

Still desperately fighting back, Ethan. Put the mace in the opponent's chin.

The opponent was annoyed for a moment or so...... still hit Ethan a couple of times before jumping away. This is a tough opponent.

(i) Both athletes breathe in and watch how they are doing.

Even though he said he didn't have the assistance of his parents, Ethan, the Viscount's trail son.

Personally owned protective equipment is a luxury item.

An opponent who puts his neck on something that isn't as damaging as he thought it would be and puts his face on the pain in his beaten hand.

I guess I'm the type I've never met before.

Now I'm slowly packing between them.

He bows his head and looks at the gap that jumps in.

Apparently, he's trying to tackle me and knock me down.

The opponent is heavily armed. The idea of targeting your feet is not bad.

Magnum's assessment that "I didn't fool around" seemed right.

Ethan and I know the weaknesses of heavy equipment.

I even watched the game between me and Calvin Dietrich.

Pull your right leg and lower your center of gravity slightly.

Catch the person trying to jump in with the shield of your left hand.

If you actually jump in, I'll punch you in the face with a shield.

The opponent who boiled the business, jumped in again, and now caught the shield.

The idea of catching the other weapon and putting it in.

That's the way Ethan showed us how to fight in the game ahead. I still didn't fool around.

What was unfortunate to him was that those who knew to "put in" were also suppressing measures against being "put in".

They grabbed the shield, Ethan, and let go of the shield as it was.

He was about to penetrate the moment he poked his shield, a "wild stegolo pride" player, in the shape of trying to relax and step forward.

with the back of his head exposed to the height of Ethan's knees.

The right hand mace is relentlessly waved down.

A dull sound sounds.

It was Ethan's KO win.

From the top 16, it takes place one game at a time.

Ethan appeared in the last eight games.

The opponent of this match is "Night Using Mace," the same as Ethan.

He is still older and has a better physique than Ethan. I was just injured in the previous game or I was dragging my left leg.

It has a family name and the quality of the equipment is luxurious. It is a head-on battle between the like-minded.

Both sides, equipped with a mace with both hands.

The match turned out to be a spectacular beating.

At first, he was a cheering and uplifting audience, but to a beating that could end whenever, from the middle of nowhere, to a development of sipping and watching.

No, all I hear in the venue is the alternating dull hitting noise and the breathing noise that leaks out of my lungs every time I wave down the mace.

The VIP seats got a little noisy.

Viscount Dexter realized who Ethan was registering without a family name.

The Viscounts leave their seats in a hurry.

It was the difference in wear that determined the battle.

The opponent was hurting his left foot, which should allow him to step on it when punching in.

My physique, I was showing stickiness due to the advantages of experience, but I couldn't seem to convey my strength to the blow.

We were hitting each other alternately, one shot at a time, but finally, waving it down from the top.

On his lowered head, Ethan waves the stick down.

The opponent who managed to hold onto both legs while fluttering.

But a second, he threw in a towel.

Both players returned to their respective corners to be dragged.

A second, I can take my helmet off.

Sweaty, bruised, dry nosebleeds creeping in.

An audience with the spectacular face of both athletes rises and applauds in vain.

Of the eight games, it was the best match with no complaints.