Chapter 54: Any More Experts?

After that there was nothing more to say; after Broly discovered the trick to quickly raising Esdeath's Happiness Value, he began launching all sorts of dangerous attacks.

And what counted as a dangerous attack could be seen from the attack's effect, but Broly couldn't really kill Esdeath, so the object that manifested the dangerous attack effect became the Martial Arts Tournament venue's ring.

Bang bang bang sounds rang out without cease, the ground kept shaking, and the host referee who commentated on the battle now didn't know how to commentate anymore.

Originally the weakest player getting beaten, he suddenly turned into a demolition maniac; a casual kick or punch could make gullies and deep pits appear on the ring, so how was one supposed to commentate?

【Is this something a human can do?】

The audience fell silent, and they harbored such doubts in their hearts.

Watching the hard ring ground collapse under the boy's attacks, watching the girl hastily dodge under the boy's terrifying attacks, now no one thought Esdeath, who had a huge advantage at the opening, would still be the boy's opponent.

"Yin, so fucking yin!"

A gambler who had bet on Esdeath winning cursed out loud, but not many people echoed him.

Joking around, the 'earthquake' on the ring side hasn't even stopped yet.

With that monster-like boy's fists and feet, if they casually took one hit, they'd probably be smashed to pieces, right?

"Miss Merlad, you lost without injustice; why not just forget about revenge."

Cassandra persuaded the miss beside her.

Merlad bit her nails, not knowing what she was thinking.

And compared to others who were shocked by Broly's bare-handed demolition of the ring, the little companions Chìtóng, Hēitóng, Nahashu, and others were much better off; they had long known Broly's power, and this scene before them counted as a small scene.

"Aren't you all shocked?"

Only Mai, because she arrived comparatively late and hadn't seen Broly's energy bullets bombarding the woods, the scene where energy bullets changed the terrain, was somewhat surprised.

"Hah, what's before us is just a small scene; Broly-san's skills are even greater."

Hēitóng raised her head, looking like a proud little girl.

【This is still just a small scene, so what is a big scene?】

Mai was somewhat doubtful, but didn't ask it out.

And as Esdeath's physical strength was squeezed to the limit, Broly's dangerous attacks also neared their end.

Only to see him recover his panting appearance again, and stop his fist in front of Esdeath.

The fist wind disturbed Esdeath's hair; the cross-printed headscarf tied on the girl's head was blown away, falling into the deep pit behind her.

Esdeath collapsed sitting down, her body somewhat powerless, panting heavily, and her complexion showed a flush all over from the extreme exercise.

"This match, I won."

Broly said panting heavily.

"Mm, from now on, I am your possession."

Esdeath also accepted this result.

"You're very powerful; I defeated you only by giving it my all."

Broly said again.

"You don't need to comfort me; I'm not that fragile. Just now your techniques all missed; don't think I don't know."

Esdeath wasn't an idiot; after the dangerous attacks began, she had already completely understood the power gap between herself and Broly, and with such a huge power gap, how could the other's attacks miss every time? Thinking about it, one knew it was impossible.

"That rumor about the human-shaped Super Danger Beast was you?"

Esdeath thought of something and suddenly asked.

"What's that?"

Broly was somewhat confused.

"You don't know?"

"Should I know?"

"Forget it; I'm somewhat out of strength. Can you pull me up?"

Esdeath asked; her body was now powerless. In the dodging just now, her body had exceeded its original limit and reached the limit once again.

Hearing this, Broly immediately extended a hand to her. Esdeath took his hand and was pulled up by Broly. "I lost."

Esdeath raised her other hand with some difficulty and announced to the silent venue.

"Player Broly... wins."

As the host referee came to his senses afterward, he announced the result of this match.

"Haa~"

The silent main venue instantly became noisy.

Broly displayed powerful (demolition) power that shocked everyone, but it also made the now-reacting audience excited; among them were gamblers who bet on his victory, and ordinary audience members who simply admired his strength and cheered for him.

As for the boy previously acting weak and deceiving all of them, hah, don't joke around; this is the ring of the Western Martial Arts Tournament. Those with strength are destined to receive cheers on the ring. Acting weak? No, that's tactical showing weakness, a manifestation of wisdom.

The stage of the strong; as long as one wins with absolute power, then any behavior will have someone to explain it. Of course, some guessed Broly might be manipulating the odds, but so what even if they knew? Would those who lost money dare go find trouble with him?

And the Merchant Guild that ran the gambling game— a pile of gamblers losing was how they made money; they definitely wouldn't come find Broly trouble.

The enthusiastic cheers, like the last straw that broke the camel's back, caused the already-at-limit main venue ring to collapse and crumble.

Broly picked up Esdeath's headscarf blown away by the wind, put one arm around this wife he had just won the match with, and returned to the Player Area.

"Broly junior, you really hid yourself deep!"

Samba-san came over to welcome him, speaking from the heart.

"I actually already gave it my all."

Broly said, habitually acting weak.

"Really?"

Regarding this, Samba-san was somewhat unable to believe or deny.

"But whether true or false, tomorrow I will defeat you."

"Eh?!"

Beside him, Samba-san's opponent looked at him with some shock, just short of asking how the hell much he'd drunk. After all, with the main venue's ring smashed to pieces like that, who would still think they could beat this monster boy?

"Uncle Samba-san, are you strong?"

Hearing this, Broly looked at him and asked seriously.

"Joking, I'm super strong."

Samba-san wore a confident look.

【Could my feeling be wrong?】

Esdeath was a bit puzzled; her intuition was still quite sharp, but she indeed didn't sense any danger or pressure from this bearded big man.

The ring was damaged, but it didn't matter; the venue was still there. A group of staff ran in, cleared away some small rubble, and the semifinals' second match continued.

However, with Broly and Esdeath's paranormal combat scene preceding it, Samba-san's scene of defeating his fightless opponent in just 3 minutes instead made people feel bored; the audience in the audience seats were mostly discussing the previous match.

"Bang~"

Only when Samba-san picked up a big stone from the ground and shattered it directly with one punch did everyone look over.

"Everyone, it's not me Samba-san boasting; destroying the venue, I can do that too. It's just that I don't have to do this kind of thing.

Because doing this kind of thing only shows that person's control over their body is insufficient, causing their power to leak out.

I acknowledge my opponent tomorrow is strong, but after watching his match today, I've confirmed my own victory.

Being able to destroy the venue like this, contestant Broly must have used some secret technique that places a huge burden on the body, while I, Samba-san, am in perfect condition.

Everyone, I, Samba-san, hereby make a declaration: tomorrow I will defeat my final opponent, wearing the Western Territory's best dust-proof cloak, standing on the champion's stage to receive the award!"

Samba-san made a victory declaration; some believed his analysis and believed his words, but more people felt he was probably boasting.

After all, Samba-san is a veteran contestant; if he had this kind of strength before, how could he have never shown it.

Regardless, today's Martial Arts Tournament fell the curtain full of topics, and Esdeath was also led back to the inn by Broly.

(Chapter End)