What to Do if You Look Too Fierce

Since elementary school, because no one participated in the [-]-meter long-distance race, I was forced to run because I was not popular, and I was only the last when I vomited?

When I was in the third year of junior high school, I mustered up the courage to tell the coach that I wanted to play basketball. When the first year was fine, was the coach rejecting me because "you are already in the third year of junior high school"?

Is it when you know that in this life, you are destined to work hard to make money for your family...

He still remembers how much he wanted to win in the beginning.

Even if it is just to jump more steps with others, he will try his best to jump to the highest level...

Since when did you give up, that energetic self...

"Aoki!"

"demon king!"

The cheers that flooded in his ears made him break free from his rare memories.

When he came back to his senses, he had already walked in front of the player passage.

The ceiling of the player passage divides the inside and outside of the venue. The light inside the passage and the dark venue outside the passage are like two worlds.

He stepped on the front of the shadow with his toes, as long as he took a step, he would enter the world belonging to the "Great Demon Lord Aoki".

"As expected... I still want to win." Aoki Si's muttering made Song Shanyan look sideways slightly: "Huh?"

"It's nothing." Aoki Division pulled up the hood of his cloak, covering his face.

really……

A man is a very simple animal that can be happy.

The former self, being patient, forgot the taste of victory.

Stronger than others, faster than others, and able to last a second longer than others.

This simplest and most simple happiness made his heart pound.

Finally!

As a fighter, it's the last day!

The hard training in the past, the faces of Old John, Andy, and even those coaches at the Supernova Conference flashed in my mind one by one. Every time I ran to the point of vomiting and couldn’t even lift my chopsticks when I came home, it seemed like it was still yesterday.

That's also the last time!

Then, no regrets!

win!

Fighters, Great Demon King, Aoki Division...

Let's win!

"From Chiba!"

"demon king!!!"

"green!"

"Wood!"

"manage!"

Aoki Division took a deep breath, and with the sound of a bell, he took a step.

The lights in the whole venue were suddenly extinguished, and the red lights were scattered everywhere, and finally gathered at his feet, illuminating the path leading to the front.

Yabuki Jo was in the octagonal cage, facing him from afar.

The two who were considered friends in the past, in each other's eyes, only saw an unspoken fighting spirit.

Sure enough, you really want to win too.

Aoki Division raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

but……

He turned his head and looked towards the audience.

On the edge of the octagonal cage, on the VIP seats, Dome, Saeko Busujima, Torora Maeda, Miao Fujiwara, Daitake Matsusaka...

All the people who had accompanied him for so long were all sitting in their seats, waving at him vigorously.

Aoki Division walked to the front of the ring, threw away his cloak, the referee checked his body, and he waved his fist in the direction of Qiong.

赢！

Aoki stepped onto the octagonal cage. The slightly elastic floor gave sufficient feedback. Aoki patted the iron net of the octagonal cage. It was tough but not stabbing. He squatted down again and stretched his legs At the same time, he patted the ground.

It's the last game!

Aoki stood up, and under the gaze of the referee, he and Yabuki Jo walked to the center of the octagonal cage.

"I won't lose." Yabuki Takeo's eyes were calm and cold.

"I will win." Aoki Division raised the corner of his mouth and stretched out his right hand.

Yabuki Zhang stretched out his right hand and touched him firmly: "Let's fight."