After Saitama got disqualified in front of everyone, he couldn't help but let out a frustrated shout, gesturing towards the trophy and prizes. He totally lost it when he started speaking his mind.
"My money! A little more and I would have been able to cover my rent... I even plan on using some of the money to throw a little get-together with Genos..."
The audience responded to his cries of disappointment with mocking jeers, and soon, the guards intervened, escorting him out of the arena and out of sight.
"I believe the committee made the right call here. This young man impressed everyone with his martial arts skills throughout the tournament, and it's a shame that he was cheated in the final. But now, he's finally getting the recognition he deserves as the 22nd Super Fight tournament champion!"
All eyes were fixed on Suiryu as he emerged from the rubble, his steps deliberate and measured. Despite his slight bewilderment, he graciously accepted the trophy presented to him by the committee.
Kaiser glanced at Suiryu one more time before turning to Mizuki beside him and casually asked, "So, what's your take on this?"
Mizuki's tall frame made the regular chair she sat on seem like a child's chair. Her legs couldn't bend comfortably, so she ended up straightening them and reclining slightly on the floor. Her voice took on a relaxed tone as she replied:
"I guess if I were a martial artist, I might be pretty upset about what went down... but honestly, that fight was such a letdown."
"So, the winner has finally been announced, and it looks like the event is closing. Are we done here?" she casually added.
"Hang on a bit longer. Something really interesting is about to go down."
Mizuki was completely clueless about Kaiser's intentions, but they patiently remained seated, their gaze fixed on Suiryu. The crowd around him was buzzing with excitement, eager to offer their congratulations.
There was this young girl wearing a maroon qipao, and you could tell she was feeling pretty anxious because the bells on her outfit were jingling away. Her smile seemed forced as she tried to congratulate Suiryu, her eyes occasionally drifting toward one of the participants' chairs.
Lin Lin, one of the female martial artists, couldn't help but feel a sense of pride as she reflected on how far she had come. She finally had the chance to show that women were not as weak as men believed. However, the monsters she faced in the tournament continued to make her body tremble.
Her gaze drifted, and she locked eyes with a man whose intense stare made her feel like prey. Despite the unease, her heart raced with uncertainty. She couldn't forget the way Kaiser held her down, leaving her completely vulnerable.
"What happened to me? I can still feel the heat throughout my entire body," Lin Lin could still feel the lingering embrace from Kaiser, his arms wrapped tightly around her, his touch lingering on her chest.
Right at that moment, Suiryu came to her, their relationship was quite close as fellow martial artists, and you could say she was his junior.
"Are you still feeling down because you lost to someone?" Suiryu asked, his eyes following her gaze.
"Nah, I just had this feeling that there was something off about some of the people in the tournament this time, you know?"
Suiryu shares the same sentiment as her. Honestly, he still feels a bit unsatisfied with the final match. According to Suiryu, neither he nor Saitama gave it their all. As for his disguise, he doesn't really mind it.
"I know he's a tough competitor. I'm also eager to give it a shot and face him in battle."
The person Suiryu was talking about was none other than Kaiser. Out of all the people he went up against, he thought Kaiser was the perfect match for him in the final.
"Perhaps you could have a go at him if he signs up again next year," Lin Lin responded in a monotone before strolling off, though she managed to steal a final glance.
"Hahaha, when that happens, I'm not so sure our fight will be fair because I'll be way stronger."
--***--
In this Super Fight tournament, there's only room for one winner. The champion will be crowned the strongest martial artist, leaving no room for second or third place.
As Suiryu received a trophy, a board with congratulations, and a hefty sum of money, the crowd erupted in cheers, showering him with glory.
"Of course, Saitama had to join this tournament. The prize money is a whopping ten times more than what he makes as a B-class hero," Kaiser remarked, prompting Mizuki to nod in agreement with a wry grin on her face.
"Even though I'm ranked in the top ten of class B, I still have to give it my all, b-but that doesn't mean I'm doing it just for the money..."
"I know, I know," Kaiser said as he gently petted Mizuki's head. Suddenly, there was a massive explosion.
There was a brief moment of silence in the stadium, but then panic started to set in as people noticed smoke rising from one side. Also, there's this hole in the wall now that used to be totally fine.
Up in the sky, three massive monster figures cast their ominous shadows over the arena. With their expansive wings outstretched, they instilled fear in the hearts of all who beheld them. Their massive silhouettes cast shadows that stretched over a portion of the stadium before abruptly descending with a sharp dive.
As the action unfolded, three mysterious black objects darted across the arena, their sights set on the participants in the center. However, just as they were about to strike, one of the black objects was forcefully hurled away.
"They're pretty fast, but that doesn't bother me," Suiryu said as he leaped into the air and unleashed a powerful kick on one of the mysterious creatures. He then he then relaxed his slightly numb legs.
The crowd was absolutely stunned by Suiryu's incredible display, but their attention was quickly diverted by a piercing scream coming from the nearby hole. A horde of monsters emerged from that place, catching the spectators off guard and swiftly killing them while they remained frozen in fear.
"Ahhhh... anyone, help me!... aghkk-" The man's voice abruptly halted as a portion of his face was gruesomely severed.
"Get away from me!... let me pass!... ahhh!..." As everyone hurried in one direction, bumping into each other, some unfortunate ones at the back met a tragic end as the monsters' sharp claws pierced their backs.