The candidates for the Pig, Monkey and Dog entered the arena.

The candidate for the Pig clan was a muscle looking brute. He had a bald head and wore chains around his neck.

The candidate for the Monkey clan was a lanky guy who wore white clothing.

The candidate for the Dog clan was a clean shaven guy who wore a kimono into battle.

“Is this tournament serious? I’m in a group with a mut and a monkey? This’ll be a piece of cake.”

“Of course all you think about is cake Borcho, you fat ass.” said the candidate from the Monkey clan.

“What’d you say?” Borcho yelled.

“Go easy on the insults Chipangu.” said the candidate from the Dog clan.

“What? Are you taking his side Pibu?” Chipangu said.

“Don’t be ridiculous.”

Mourno stepped in.

“Is everyone ready?”

All the candidates nodded.

“Okay. START!”

All three of them instantly powered up.

“Spirit Equip! Boar!”

“Spirit Equip! Chimpanzee!”

“Spirit Equip! Pit Bull!”

Borcho’s spirit equip gave him tusk gauntlets as weapons. Borcho let out a monstrous battle cry and charged straight down towards them both. Chipangu engaged in combat with him. Chipangu was able to halt Borcho’s advance. They both got into a heavy brawl exchanging punches with each other. Pibu jumped into the fray and all three of them started fighting exchanging blows with each other.

It wasn’t a pretty fight at all. There were no counterplay, no fancy skills, no amazing technique, just an all out brawl. This was the type of fight the crowd really enjoyed. A blood bath. All three contestants were heavily injured. It was easy to see that with their bodies so injured that the next round for them would be impossible to compete in, however, whatever it was their pride wouldn’t allow them to step down in this brawl. They had to prove the were the strongest. Borcho had the advantage, but Pibu and Chipangu hung in there.

Twenty minutes have passed since the start of the fight. Borcho was visible getting weakened. His punches started to lose their edge. Chipangu had a face that was practically unrecognizable at this point. Pibu had injured his arm, so he could only brawl with one arm.

Borcho finally lost his footing. Pibu and Chipangu capitalized on this fact and simultaneously attacked Borcho. Borcho only had enough strength in him to counter attack Chipangu’s attack. Borcho and Chipangu connected their blows with each other. As Chipangu fell to the ground, Pibu was able to land his shot on Borcho without any repercussions. Borcho passed out standing up. Pibu was the only one left standing.

“THE WINNER OF ROUND 3 IS PIBU OF THE DOG CLAN!” Mourno raised Pibu’s hand.

The crowd cheered wildly for the manly competition.

The end of the royales was near. The only group left was Group Four.

“Are you ready Raion?” Doriama asked.

“Yes.” Raion replied.

“Alright. Good luck kid.”

After clearing the arena, Mourno stepped in.

“Will the candidates from Group Four please come down!”

Raion headed down first.

The crowd was anxious to see Raion fight since he was a late addition and no one knew anything about him. They were also curious about him since he was accompanied by Doriama who was also a slight enigma to the masses.

Meeting Raion in the arena was the candidate of the Goat Clan, Ramses. Finally the candidate for the Ox Clan showed up.

“Well, well.”

A familiar figured appeared before Raion.

“If it isn’t the little Mr. Goody Two Shoes.”

“Baison, it’s nice to see you again.”

END