"Listen! It's your first game of debut, and all you have to do now is make your name as good as you can. Because the time for your professional training is too short, there is no way to arrange for you to go to the ring in such a hurry, so it is all up to you to play when you go up. ”

In the lounge, Yamazaki was still cheering Shota for himself, although he knew that he had a trick now, but no one in the ring said that he could be completely sure, so ......

"How can I become famous and achieve the best debut effect?"

Although he was covered with a towel over his head, Shota's unconsciously trembling hands were now exposed to him, and his heart was not as stable as he imagined, and frankly his head was full of distracting thoughts now.

Yesterday he was suddenly told about the things in the school, and Shigego was still lying in the hospital at this time, and was placed in a later position, and Shota knew that these things were coming towards him step by step like invisible pressure, and he couldn't help but have a headache.

"Don't worry about that, our opponent has been analysed before, and he is also a newcomer to the tournament for the first time this year, so it should be easy to beat him at your level, so your task is to play steadily and try to win as beautiful as possible and make a good impression on the audience."

"Pretty ......"

Just as Shota lowered his head and muttered these two words, there was a sudden cheer from the corridor for the outside game, but unfortunately the name shouted outside was not the name of the players in their stadium.

"Bastard !!"

Yamazaki slammed the wall hard, leaving Shota alone and turned to leave.

"You wait here first, I'll go out and see what's going on."

It wasn't until there was no sound in the lounge that Shota's thoughts gradually recovered, but as his mind turned, he began to gradually feel the temperature around him drop, which made Shota shiver.

"Did you lose again?"

Looking up, he looked at the clock hanging on the wall with a somewhat confused look.

The start of the mixed martial arts summer festival is one of the more important competitions in the entire RB, because in the past two years, there has been a wave of mixed martial arts around the world, so there is also its own mixed martial arts competition in RB, that is, K-1.

K-1 is a kickboxing competition founded in 1993 by Kazuyoshi Ishii, the founder of Jeongdo Kaikan, and "K" stands for Karate Karate, Kungfu Kung Fu, Kickboxing, Kempo Boxing and other fighting techniques; "1" is the first, the champion.

In fact, the martial arts used in K-1 fighters include Muay Thai, karate, kickboxing, sanda, professional wrestling, taekwondo, traditional Muay Thai, boxing, and even American military martial arts, French leg striking and some amateur martial arts, commonly known as street fighters.

Because Shota's training time was too short, and he had obvious shortcomings in ground skills, throwing skills, joint skills, etc., Yamazaki did not let Shota participate in MMA or Zhanji after several considerations, but signed up for K-1, which has stronger ground standing skills, as his debut competition.

Because K-1 belongs to the MMA mixed martial arts category, he is one of the few alternatives, because he advocates a striking fight, which coincides with Shota's flaws, so he appeared here tonight.

"Damn, Araki also lost the game, and now it's just you."

After the noisy crowd outside gradually subsided, Yamazaki walked in swearing.

Because the summer festival is a busy time in RB, many businesses and events will be held at this time, and Yamazaki has no idea of putting all his eggs in the same basket.

He only arranged for Shota and the other two to participate in the K-1 game, and as for the rest of the arena, their main battlefield was on the side of the battle.

"How long will it take me to play?"

The day before, Shota had watched too many video materials about the K-1 game, and he thought that this would allow him to temporarily forget what was happening at school, but he didn't expect that as the scene of the fist and the flesh came into his mind, the whole person suddenly exploded.

Beneath his current extreme calm mood lies a volcano that is about to erupt, and the moment he erupts, he will burn up all the people around him.

"When this fight is over, it should be your turn, you ...... Don't be so nervous. ”

As a coach who used to be a player, Yamazaki saw too many players with various emotions before the game, and like Shota, he thought that Shota was too nervous to speak, but in fact, what he didn't know was that under that towel, a crazy wolf was almost unable to hold his fangs.

"The match just now was really shocking, thanks to the wonderful performance of the Asstm players from the Netherlands, let us witness the charm of the flying Dutch again, and now we will turn our eyes back to our beautiful RB.

The two young players who have just debuted this year are on the stage, the red side is a Shifang Tibetan from Osaka, and the blue side is the heavenly ...... from the city Genius boy Sasaki !! ”

Genius boy?

Shota, who was coming out of the lounge at the back, was suddenly stunned by this title, but fortunately, Yamazaki pushed him from behind.

"Don't worry about this, it must be that the host just said that he leaked his mouth, and if you see it, that's your opponent."

Really! After hearing Yamazaki's explanation, Shota paid a little attention to the lines of the two commentators, and found that they didn't continue to make a fuss about the genius boy, which should be a temporary remedy for saying the wrong thing.

But when he set his eyes on the audience around him, Shota suddenly felt that his soul had lost at that moment.

Most of them were young faces in their twenties, and some were clearly office workers who had just left work, taking off their suits and waving them in the air, manic music and flickering lights, and he suddenly understood why this kind of game could develop so well in RB.

The K-1 competition is a contest of strength, a kind of male charm. The athlete's strong muscles, cold and fearless expressions, and powerful punches and kicks can easily arouse the audience's hero worship complex.

This complex induces their dreams and also satisfies their psychological needs. Intense, exciting, and changing laser lights, noisy, manic, shocking rock and jazz music, coupled with the hysterical screams of the hosts, are enough to vent all the depressed, melancholy and boring moods of the people in society.

At this moment, Shota, who was standing in the real ring for the first time, suddenly had a blank in his head, as if the whole world had suddenly quieted down, and he looked around ethereally. When he saw the crazy faces below, Shota suddenly laughed.

"Are you ready for this fighter?"

The referee came to confirm Shota's situation, and he just stood there and nodded and laughed, and after the referee and the referee below confirmed, he pulled the guy called Shifang Tibetan over.

"Listen, this game crotch ......"

He didn't care what he said at all, Shota just looked at his opponent with a smile, and at that moment there was only one sentence in his head.

This is my stage, this is my audience, and everything here will be dominated by me! Alright then, please follow my script and start the show, my little supporting actors!!