709 Episode 672: National Convention Individual Fights! (Xiang) (1/2)

The semifinals began.

Ganda and I don't talk about anything to each other, we're just watching the match of opponents who might end up fighting in the finals.

A minute and a half into the game, ◆ ◆ the high school Maori won. I mean, again, me or Ganda's opponent will be him.

Maori comes to us after the game.

”Hey, you two.... you fight each other in the same high school.”

”That's what I'm talking about”

”I know yesterday because you're both fighting... but whichever way you're winning, I'm going to have a hard time. I don't want to lose.”

”Welcome.”

Maori chuckles a little niggly and opens her mouth as she turns her foot to the modem.

”You can't beat the same high school opponent twice”

When I squealed like that, it disappeared into the back.

... The announcement is calling us.

Let's go, Ganda.

”Oh, General Manager. No, volcano.”

Me and Ganda go forward.

I'm on the right, he's on the left. Stand up in opposite position.

I have a lot of audiences, but I ignore that. No grudges if one of them loses.

I deal with them with bees.

”Beginning!!

Thanksgiving, and the referee lowered his hand as he entered within the boundaries of the ordained mound.

Ganda, who moved quickly, suddenly grabbed me by the torso. I grab my torso back, too.

From there I grabbed my neck collar.

But Ganda relaxes it. From the beginning again.

I had been grasping for a while, but by accident, Ganda lowered her posture and tried to grab my torso.

I'll try to avoid it and rebuild the system, as well as grab my arm and pay for my legs.

It was a delicious place, but it was resisted by Ganda.

Ganda suddenly changed her mind.

They attack me.

I grabbed the torso... and I was grabbed by Ganda, who paid for my legs well. Shit, were you alarmed because you had been able to win in practice before?

... No, that can't be right. The whole force is out, too. That means Ganda is stronger than he was when he fought before.

My body floats inside just a little bit.

Shit.

”There's moves!

I got knocked out of my back.

If I hadn't desperately resisted... they would have taken one and lost.

”... I don't think they'll take it.”

”It's not like me anymore.”

Apparently so.

... If this happens, can I attack you too?

The game begins again.

I lower my posture and take my (earthly) fastest. Ganda has also lowered her posture slightly.

Grab it. Shoulder and shoulder bump.

They keep lowering each other's posture... and I'm out of power.

”Huh!”

Ganda has attacked all the way here.

... I grab my arm and roll from there.

Reverse one shoulder.

”One!

I can hear such a referee.