In this way, in the stalemate between the two, more and more wounds appeared on Itazaki Yuri's body.
"Referee, we admit defeat in this round." Just then, King's voice suddenly rang out, speaking loudly to Martin, who was both the referee and the host.
"Sister King," Itazaki Yuri's expression changed and her voice was a little unwilling.
On the other hand, Baroque nimbly dodged the attack as if he knew when to stop.
"Be a good girl. Little Dance will avenge you," King said with the dignity of a big sister.
"Okay." Itazaki Yuri said helplessly, then turned to Mai Shiranui, clenched her fists and said, "Dance, remember to teach this guy a lesson for me."
"Don't worry. Just watch," Mai Shiranui, who jumped into the ring, said with a smile.
"The women's team of fighters admits defeat. The winner is …" Martin announced in a timely voice.
"In the next round, Mai Shiranui of the women's team of fighters will fight against Baroque of … Team," Martin announced again.
"Strange guy, you'll pay for what you did." Mai Shiranui, who was wearing the revealing and sexy red ninja suit unique to Mai Shiranui, stood upright and pointed at Baroque with a finger fan.
Baroque didn't answer. He just looked at Mai Shiranui in an offensive posture.
Beside the ring, Jojo Itazaki and Yoshi Itazaki from the Dragon Tiger Fist team, as well as the rich second-generation heir Robert, who was in love with Yuri Itazaki, hurriedly ran over to Yuri Itazaki, who was being treated and bandaged by the doctors. Together with King, they either reprimanded her sternly or comforted her with concern.
"Start," Martin, the host, who saw that both sides were ready, announced loudly.
As soon as he said that, Mai Shiranui and Baroque's aura changed, giving people a strong sense of oppression.
Then, Mai Shiranui turned halfway and threw the folding fan in her hand at Baroque.
The folding fan flew out. It spun. In the process, a flame suddenly appeared on the folding fan.
Baroque jumped sideways and dodged the Butterfly Fan. But right after that, another flaming fan flew towards him.
Baroque had no choice but to continue dodging. At the same time, he cleverly approached Mai Shiranui.
Soon, Baroque appeared near Mai Shiranui.
However, at this moment, Mai Shiranui turned around and swung the tail block hanging below her waist. With a blazing yellow flame, she hit Baroque.
In a situation where he couldn't defend himself in time. Baroque immediately endured the Dragon Flame Dance.
"Pa."
The iron mask flew away from Baroque's face and fell to the ground a few meters away from him, making a messy sound. Then, Baroque's handsome face, which resembled a legendary prince's, appeared in front of the world.
"Wow."
A burst of exclamations immediately rang out in the cabin.
Baroque turned his head and spat out the blood in his mouth. He flipped backward twice in a row. He broke away from Mai Shiranui.
When Mai Shiranui came to her senses, a look of chagrin flashed across her face. Then, without hesitation, she quickly threw three fiery folding fans at Baroque and rushed at him along with the spinning fans.
"Hua Dia Wu."
Baroque jumped horizontally and nimbly dodged the attack.
Mai Shiranui jumped up, exposed a pair of straight thighs, and kicked at Baroque. Baroque raised his arm and blocked Mai Shiranui's kick. Mai Shiranui fell and hooked the tail block hanging behind her waist with her left foot. Together with the heavy object hidden inside, she kicked at Baroque.
Baroque crossed his arms and continued to resist.
But then, a powerful aura erupted from Mai Shiranui, and then she was on fire all over. Like a flaming person, Mai Shiranui bent one arm in front of her, turned it into a pointed head, and rushed at Baroque.
"Ultimate Skill. Ninja Bee! "
"Bang!"
There was a muffled sound, and then the flame burst. With a blazing heat, it rushed to Baroque's body, burning him red.
"Humph."
In great pain. Baroque let out a muffled groan and fell backward.
Mai Shiranui took a step back, still in an offensive posture, and watched Baroque fall to the ground.
Baroque struggled to get up from the ground, took a deep look at Mai Shiranui, and turned to Martin, the host, and said, "I admit defeat."
"Huh?" Mai Shiranui looked surprised when she heard this. She didn't quite understand why the guy on the opposite side chose to admit defeat.
But Baroque didn't mean to answer her question. He turned around and walked out of the ring, replaced by the bald Dalsim, an ascetic from India.
"… Baroque of the team admits defeat. The winner is Mai Shiranui of the women's team of fighters," Martin announced at the right time. Then he turned to look at Mai Shiranui, who was still in the ring, and asked, "Mai Shiranui, do you choose to continue the game or give up the game and let your teammate fight for you?"
"Continue," Mai Shiranui replied without thinking.
"In the next round, Mai Shiranui of the women's team of fighters will fight against Dalsim of the … team," Martin announced aloud after getting the answer.
Mai Shiranui and Dalsim stood three meters apart from each other and stared at each other.
In an instant, an oppressive aura spread between the two of them.
"Begin!" Martin shouted as he glanced at the two of them.
With that, Mai Shiranui still threw out a folding fan and attacked Dalsim with Mai Shiranui as a starting hand. On the opposite side, Dalsim's expression didn't change. He spurted a stream of fire from his mouth.
"Bang!"
When the two collided, they exploded one after another.
Then, Dalsim lowered his upper body and stretched out his arms. But what was unacceptable was that Dalsim's arms, like two soft rubber, suddenly stretched out and hit Mai Shiranui's body.
Mai Shiranui, who was rushing forward, changed her expression and immediately moved to the side to avoid Dalsim's attack.
Then Mai Shiranui turned around and approached Dalsim in an arc. Dalsim raised his leg and kicked out like soft rubber. But having seen Dalsim's weirdness, Mai Shiranui, who was prepared, didn't change her expression. She turned again, bypassed Dalsim's attack, and rushed toward him.
Dalsim twisted his waist, turned his upper body to face Mai Shiranui, and stretched his hands out.
Seeing this, Mai Shiranui jumped up, and then a powerful aura burst out from her, making her body burn quickly. She rolled and turned into a huge fire-beacon wheel, smashing toward Dalsim.
"Ultimate Skill, Weasel Dance."
Dalsim, who couldn't move or defend because his hands and feet were stretched out, changed his expression slightly. He also burst out a force, puffed out his cheeks and chest, and spat out a stream of fire like a juggler playing with fire.
Compared with the small flame that had shot out before, this one was bigger and more persistent. Like a cloud of fire, it burned down on Mai Shiranui, who was falling down.
"Boom!"
The two fires collided and collided with each other under the power given by their users. Then they exploded with a roar, forming a flame ripple that spread out in all directions.
But even so, Mai Shiranui didn't stop falling and continued to hit Dalsim.
"Bang!"
Dalsim, whose head and chest were hit by Mai Shiranui's body, immediately flew backward and fell to the ground not far away. However, because of the collision of the two fires, the power and heat of the flames on Mai Shiranui's body were greatly reduced. Therefore, in addition to the damage caused by the collision, Dalsim was not injured by the flames.
Dalsim straightened his waist and stood up from the ground.
Then, Dalsim extended his feet and pushed his body across the space to appear above Mai Shiranui. He stretched out his hands, which also stretched out and attacked Mai Shiranui.
Mai Shiranui rushed forward, dodged Dalsim's attack, and rushed to his front. She swung her body and hit Dalsim's body with the sword hanging behind her waist.
"Dragon Dance."
Dalsim put his hands on the ground and retracted his feet by reversing the force. At the same time, he dodged Mai Shiranui's attack.
Mai Shiranui turned around and threw her folding fan at Dalsim, who was shrinking his body.
"Bang!"
The folding fan, which was spinning at high speed, hit Dalsim's chest hard and made his movements stagnate.
Mai Shiranui stamped her feet and rushed to Dalsim's front. She held a folding fan that had appeared in her hands at some point and was now completely open. She turned her body as if she was dancing and hit Dalsim with the hard folding fan.
"Bang, bang, bang, bang."
Dalsim was beaten back continuously.
Then, at the last moment, Mai Shiranui suddenly threw her body again and used the Dragon Dance.
"Bang!"
Under Mai Shiranui's swing, the tail block with a hidden weight hit Dalsim's cheek hard, sending him flying and falling heavily to the ground.
Dalsim's eyes were dizzy and he could not get up from the ground immediately.
"10, 9, 8 …" Martin began his countdown in time.
But just as he was about to count to one, Dalsim shook his head and stood up from the ground again.
Seeing this, Mai Shiranui frowned slightly.
"Your Excellency is really powerful. I admit defeat." Dalsim put his palms together in front of his chest, bowed his head, and whispered unexpectedly in a Buddhist salute.
"Uh …" Mai Shiranui and the other fighters who were watching the battle were all stunned.
They couldn't help it. After all, Dalsim was dressed so strangely with a necklace of skulls on his chest. No one could imagine that he was not a vicious villain at all, but an enlightened monk!
"The female fighter team wins!" Finally, Martin, who came to his senses, announced in an excited voice.
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