"Ladies and gentlemen of Group C, the arena is ready. Please head to the stage."
Participants in group C begin moving according to the instructions of the attendant who came into the holding room. Dahui had meditated and concentrated his eyes, but when he opened his eyes softly with the attendant's voice, he rose and began to travel at the rear.
Dai-hui was enjoying this tension as he walked the line of participants.
The Kendo tournament I attended in high school - it had brought a good sense of tension and exhilaration for the game. Although this martial arts tournament carries unparalleled dangers compared to the Kendo game, the nostalgia of participating in the tournament nevertheless brought the spirit of Dahui to good condition.
Through a slightly dim passage from the hallway, a moment of glare strikes a great glow.
"Huh!"
As you get used to that, you'll see a lot of people in the audience. The appearance of the participants raised cheers that would break out of the audience at once. Because it's just a huge number of people, I don't even know where the hawkers are.
"... but it helps to think you're going to look at it."
The softly smiling Dai-hui groan didn't reach anyone's ear, but daring to speak for himself made me feel better.
It took a little while because some people were sloppy to walk, but the rules explanation is announced when everyone is on stage.
"This will be my third explanation to the audience, but I will explain the rules again. This tournament will be Battle Royale for all participants in each set. And the last two left will be in the final tournament. In the event of a prohibition, the killing or inhumane conduct of another participant will be disqualified on the spot. There's a defensive junction in the audience so everyone can see the battle again."
As far as pre-construction is concerned, inhumane acts are said to be prohibited, but they were vague around here.
When Dae Fai gazed into the audience, he could see the membrane of the defensive junction.
"So folks...... are you ready?
While waiting for the battle to begin, a significant number of participants are each armed to prepare for an attack or prepare for defense against another's attack.
But in it Dahui was closing his eyes again.
(I hear other people breathing. Are we all excited? I feel like my breath is rough)
"- So, Preliminary Group C, the game begins!
As soon as the announcement signals the start, the participant begins to move. But there's only one person, Dae-Fai, who doesn't move.
"Daikon!
It was a voice that warned of danger. She had already captured Dai-hui from among the many participants, and the participants trying to strike at him were also in sight.
"It's gonna be okay."
That was the answer to her voice, but of course she didn't hear me. But for Dae Fai, this signaled the start.
"I'm not bluffing. Yeah!
A warrior waves down his great sword as he shouts up towards Dahui, who still closes his eyes. If you ate something like this properly, you would have died instantly if you were a normal person.
"I'm sorry about that"
Dae Fai, with his eyes wide open, avoids that attack with minimal movement with no expression. The man who launched an all-out offensive against Dahui, seemingly full of gaps, would be out of balance.
"Goodbye."
Cold and squeaky, Dai-hui turned behind the man and kicked his back out of his mind.
"Ugh, whoa!!
The man is blown to pieces and falls straight out of the stage.
Although not in the earlier description, many other participants deliberately dropped their opponents off-site because off-site they would be instantly disqualified.
"Well, let's be a little serious"
On the temperamental side, Dai-hui pulls out his sword, and when he steps into his feet, he enters the circle of battle. Dae Fai tries to disqualify his opponent with minimal damage to avoid hurting him as much as possible.
"Because!"
The operation for this was to target the opponent's weapon. Wind and bounce your opponent's sword with your own sword. This technique was a knitted technique during training with the Knights of the Castle.
Originally, Dahui grew fast when it came to interpersonal matches. Even when I was playing Kendo, I was good at hitting the forerunner, the rear hand, anticipating their gaze, movements, and thoughts, so even when weapons were swords and spears, they were highly coping.
Dae Fai, who successfully controls his opponent's movements and his weaponry as well, seemed to be pulling out one person in this state of confusion. I was aiming where no one was so that the weapon I bounced off wouldn't be in danger.
Exactly the same way of fighting, one who understands Dahui's aim naturally appears and begins to deal with it so as not to let him play the sword easily.
"Good, then let's move on to our next operation."
Keeping the exhilaration creeping up from an ever-changing battle situation, Dai-hui now makes a powerful blow against his opponent, letting him deliberately prevent it, then enters into his nostalgia and attacks his belly to stun him.
Participants defeated by Dahui in these two ways came over a number that could be counted with both hands. When disqualified persons fall, they are transported off-site, and it is seen from the audience that officials are being chased for treatment and other processing.
As we come to this stage, adventurers of inferior strength will be disqualified from the house and only those with corresponding strength will remain on stage.
- That number, including Dahui, four.
"Two of these..."
In numbers, half falls and half stays. But the four confronting each other cannot move easily.
"The Battle of Group C has also entered the good realm. There are four left, who will win out of this! But the four seem to be matched and unable to move...... are they waiting for something to trigger them?
The voice of a narrative that speaks with excitement echoes through the venue. The audience is cheering and cheering to be encouraged by it as well.
The words of the narrative represented exactly the heart of the four.
If I move, maybe I can come all the way to the other three. Thinking about it, the three of them can't move on to the next one with each other under control.
"Phew... hey, you can't settle that we were matching like this, can you? That doesn't make the audience interesting, and Mr. Operations in trouble, does it?
The first person to utter a voice to break the glue was Dahui. I smile amicably but never loosen my guard.
The moment Dahui opened his mouth, the other three reacted with Pickle for a moment, but the statement was the same thing we thought, so we decided to listen in silence. Everyone was waiting for something to start.
"So what if we split up and fight, and the winner enters the final tournament?
This suggestion by Dahui, who could only concentrate on the person in front of him without worrying about the other two, was not a bad one.
"... I agree. Even if we keep seeing each other like this, it won't be clear."
"I don't mind either"
"I understand."
When he heard the three replies, Dahui nodded with a refreshing smile.
"So the combination is...... can I mean the youngest and the biggest of the numbers to make it random, and then the two left?
At the time of enrollment in this competition, participants are assigned groups and numbers. We decided, of course, that it would be fair, because we do not know each other who is the number, and everyone accepted this proposal.
"I'm number 47."
Dahui was the first to declare the number, and the other three followed suit. In this way, the qualifying phase of group C enters the final stage.