I saw that Claire's face was covered with blood, and the side of her cheeks was already beaten with a purple color, and the bulging bag stood on Claire's head, and the paint on her face was constantly dripping from the inside out.

But in fact, the most uncomfortable thing is Claire's hideous facial expression at this time.

At this time, Claire's kicked eye sockets were full of whites, and the black pupils seemed to have disappeared from Claire's eyes.

Joan, who was caught in the calf, couldn't break free of Claire's iron hoop-like hand, and Joan, who was shocked and angry, suddenly ignored the leg that had been pinched and hurt, and kicked Claire's face with lightning speed.

However, unexpectedly, after being hit in the face by Joan's powerful kick, Claire's head just shook, and then bounced back like an eraser, and it seemed that she was unscathed.

Joan, who had no success in a single blow, was surprised by Claire's defense at this time, but saw Claire, who was originally expressionless, curled the corners of her mouth wickedly, and before Joan had time to think about the meaning of this evil smile, she suddenly felt like riding a roller coaster and couldn't control her body.

Claire, who should have been seriously injured, grabbed Joan's leg and threw it in the air for a half circle, and then smashed Joan directly to the ground like a sack.

"Bang", Joan, who made an emergency defensive action, still couldn't resist such a strong fall, Joan who was hit hard by this only felt as if her body was about to fall apart, and the strength of her whole body disappeared after this fall, and Joan, who couldn't lift her strength at all, could only watch Claire in the distance slowly walk towards her.

At this time, there was an inexplicable silence on and off the stage, and the commentator forgot what he should have done at this time, and instead stared at the No. 3 ring at the moment like the audience.

In the audience, Koijiro, who was originally anxious because Claire was beaten by Joan, opened his mouth wide and watched Claire's movements blankly.

The sound of "click" kept coming from Claire's feet, and the silent venue also happened to spread the sound of footsteps that were not very loud, but the owner of the footsteps was not in a hurry, as if to increase the psychological pressure on Joan who fell to the ground and wanted to get up.

Five meters, four meters, three meters, two meters, one meter. Claire, who had already walked to Joan's side, bent down unhurriedly, and then stretched out a foot like a cigarette butt and stepped directly on Joan's handsome and beautiful face without discrimination.

Joan, who had never been so insulted in her life, had a twisted face on her side, and her blood was rushing to her head at this moment, she only felt that she wanted to kick the man on her body to death, but Claire did not give her the slightest chance to gather strength. He quickly withdrew the foot and stomped it directly on Joan's chest again.

"Poof" Joan, who was hit hard by this, spit out a mouthful of blood directly, and immediately wilted. With a wicked smile, Claire glanced at Joan's blood-stained face, and then he let go of Joan's foot, then bent down and grabbed Joan by the neck and lifted her up with one hand.

Joan, who was lifted by the neck, quickly lost her breath, her face was extremely pale from the lack of oxygen, and her wide eyes and the green tendons on her face showed Joan's pain at this time.

Claire looked interested, and then he raised his other hand and threw it out as he built up.

"Tom!" At this time, the defenseless Joan was suddenly hit by Claire's steel fist, Joan's originally pale face suddenly flushed abnormally red, she only felt that her abdomen was hit head-on by a jack at the moment, and the heavy pain from her abdomen couldn't help but make her throat sweet.

"Boom!" It was Claire who threw a second punch again, and looking at his frowning expression at this time, it seemed that he was not satisfied with the result of the punch just now.

These two punches can be described as fists to the flesh, and even the martial artists watching the battle feel an inexplicable pain in their abdomen, let alone Joan, who has experienced it firsthand.

Hit hard again, Joan only felt that her internal organs were about to shift, and finally, she could no longer suppress the blood in her chest, and bright red blood like roses suddenly flowed from Joan's pink lips.

A satisfied Claire admired the results, but when he raised his hand again to deliver the next punch, his tower-like body suddenly staggered.

If someone looks at Claire's face at this time, they can find that Claire's pupils appear and disappear at once, as if they are pinging.

Claire, who had not changed her face even if she was kicked in the head by Joan, looked painful and hideous at this moment. He threw Joan out of the field directly, and then covered his head with both hands in a roar, the silent shouting combined with his strange movements made the medical staff and referees who had just arrived afraid to go up.

It is estimated that only Claire herself can hear the voice coming out of her mouth at this time, the voice is hoarse, low, but full of sharp evil, which is not the original Claire's timbre at all.

"There's too little energy, this body is too weak, ahhhhh Damn, I'll be back, and I'll be back! .........”

At this time, Claire, whose face was hideous, suddenly stopped this painful appearance, and his twisted and hideous facial expression gradually softened, but in the next second, Claire, who was standing on the stage, suddenly became soft and fell directly into the ring unconscious.

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I......

Who am I?

Where am I?

Scenes of battle continue to pass at this time, but the same man is in these different scenes, and the picture slows down more and more, until finally freezes on the scene of a short-haired woman in a black jacket and white shirt kicking the man fiercely.

I am.... Claire! The originally confused consciousness finally reacted at this time.

Am I not in the King of Fighters tournament? Wait a minute..... I felt like I had been beaten up by this woman, and I should have fallen to the ground by now.

Thinking of this, Claire suddenly opened his eyes. There was a wall of white flowers, and the light in her eyes couldn't help but make Claire squint her eyes wide.

Where is this? Am I not competing in the ring? How did you get here?

However, when Claire opened her eyes, she wanted to move her limbs, but he found that her body seemed to be imprisoned in something, and she couldn't even move.

Realizing that Claire seems to have been imprisoned, she wants to see what she is on, but then he sadly discovers that she can't even twist her head easily.

Two minutes later

Claire, who finally turned her head to the right, finally saw the right side of her body, it turned out that his body was covered with bandages, and the white in the gap between the bandages was probably plaster, and it was thickened.

I rub it, what's wrong with me, as for putting a cast on me like this? Claire couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth in her heart, but then Claire found a teenager standing to the right of the hospital bed where she was lying.

Who else could this be Koijiro?

Claireton, as if having found a savior, struggled to start screaming (because there was only a slit on her face).

Although the voice was a little quiet, it still caught Koijiro's attention. Koijiro came up happily after finding out that Claire was awake, and said with a hippie smile: "Senior, are you awake?" What are you talking about? Oh yes! ”

Seeing Claire's mouth sealed, Koijiro patted his head and helped him remove the bandage on his mouth.

"Ahem, this bandage smells so bad, eh, where are you going?" Claire, who couldn't move her limbs, shouted as she watched Koijiro run out of the hospital room.

However, Koijiro didn't go out for long, and soon returned, followed by a strong man with gauze wrapped around his face and only his eyes and mouth.

Despite the matching size, Claire couldn't help but ask, "Mickey?" ”

As if to confirm Claire's answer, the strong man with a bandage on his face answered, it was none other than Mickey.

The three of them were silent for a while, but just as Koijiro was about to say something to break the atmosphere, a voice suddenly came from Claire's left:

"Boss! We won! ”

Claire turned her head again, only to notice that the bed to his right was also lying with a man covered in plaster cast and bandages.

"Ciel?" Isn't this the person who was burned by the Dragon Flame Dance who didn't know the fire dance before?

Although Hill was covered in bandages, his voice was not burned:

"Boss, we won, we won!" Hearing Hill's words again, Claire was stunned. Win?

However, before Claire could think about it, Ciel, who couldn't see the expression, once again let out a joyful voice:

"Boss, in the end, your comeback is so handsome, I've watched the replay twice, especially your sentence 'Are you playing well', you don't know, people who have watched that game are now discussing you."

What the hell am I doing? The doubts in Claire's heart couldn't help but pop up.