The qualifying round participants were already sitting in the arena. Matt stood in front of them. Next to him was a small table with a large jar containing small white balls.
"Before we start this draw, I will address your concern." The president started talking. You may wonder why Testra and Yvonne are allowed to participate, even though they have just joined us."Yeah," Rory replied. "They've only competed once. I've been asking you since you released the names of the participants, but you never answered. In my opinion, they don't deserve this great opportunity.""I'd hate to have the same opinion as Rory." Norug chimed in. "But he's right. We've been at MFC for a while, but they just set foot here.""You trying put a fight with me, old man?" Rory hissed.Norug took a sip of wine from the clay bottle. "But I really don't like you, like most people here.""Please. It's better for you to fight on the show, don't start now." Matt prevents the
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Multiverse Fighting Championship: I'm the President 99 – A Tale
"We already know that Yvonne will get number one." Matt continued as Megumi wrote the golden knight's name on the blackboard. "So, she doesn't need to take the number." Testra was already sitting in her chair, but Lexi was still in her position. Even her smile remained, although some of her fellow fighters looked at her with sympathy. The president wondered. Is the blonde woman hiding her fear? "We have determined the qualifying participants." Matt continued. "But you all don't know what kind of match we will hold after qualifying. Well, I have a little show for you, the fighters, and the audience." The stadium lights were dimmed, accompanied by soft piano playing, but had traces of playfulness. Then, a man narrates. "This is a story from the realm of Askreim, long ago, in a small and prosperous country. The king put a large purple crystal in the center of the capital." [Narrator: Lognar] Without realizing it, Elisa put on a fa
Multiverse Fighting Championship: I'm the President 100 – Friendly Gestures
Still sleepy, Matt sat on the balcony of the second mansion, opening his cell phone to check the news. There were two that caught his attention. One is about All-Savages, which have yet to show signs of crowning their new champion. The other discusses CoB, who will hold a 32 knights tournament to fight for the belt. Matt couldn't help but smile. This means CoB thinks Matt's method is correct and has put MFC on their map. The rivalry between organizations would be fierce, but that will make everything more interesting. They will push each other to be the best. In the end, the audience wins because they get quality products. "You look delighted this morning, Sir President." Charles placed a bowl and glass of coffee in front of Matt. "Yeah, I'm in a good mood today." The president looked at the contents of the bowl: white porridge in brown sauce with various toppings. "It turns out your words are true. This surprised me. I didn't expect you to cook me br
Multiverse Fighting Championship: I'm the President 101 – Not a Cooking Show
The bell signaling the start of the match rang. Urukka walked around while pointing his spear at his opponent. Meanwhile, Charles remained standing where he was. Those kitchen utensils were still around his body. The lizardman then ran forward. However, the chef managed to block the attacks with a large spoon and cutting board. "Look, he didn't do any movements," Matt commented. "Those tools seem to have a mind of their own." "I'm curious, Matt." Lognar rubbed his chin. "Why does he use his hands to cook, even though he can move those tools without touching them." The president elaborated. "He believes that the human touch is necessary to make delicious food. He also didn't want to injure his hands, which he used for cooking, so he didn't use them for fighting." Urukka still had difficulty hitting the chef, even though the lizardman had tried to attack the man from various directions. "I'll wipe that annoying smile of yours!" Urukka wa
Multiverse Fighting Championship: I'm the President 102 – Real Self
The first battle in the qualifying round had been going on for a while. Gwae couldn't attack or block at all. All the spear thrusts from her opponent managed to hit her body. "Ugh!" Gwae knelt when Yvonne hit her knee with that long weapon. But Yvonne didn't immediately attack and twirled her spear in various styles instead, triggering the audience to applaud. "You're not serious about fighting me?" The elf rose to her feet. The golden knight tapped the bottom of the spear on the floor. "They have bought tickets to watch this show. It's a shame if they only see short matches. Luckily, we used magic barriers, so I can delay this match a little longer." A bitter chuckle escaped Gwae's mouth. "So you think I'm weak and won't be able to fight you." "I didn't say that." Yvonne put on a smile. "You are a wonderful fighter, but maybe you should train more." Gwae Marajor gripped her two swords tighter. Then, she jumped forward to slash
Multiverse Fighting Championship: I'm the President 103 – A Little Drama
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Multiverse Fighting Championship: I'm the President 104 – 99%
{Askreim, many years ago}Elisa sat in a house with a body covered in bandages. Her hand was holding a mug containing still steaming tea."I want to celebrate." A young male elf, green-haired and tall, stood while watching the other four people sleeping on the floor. "But that doesn't seem possible.""Yeah." The prophet smiled faintly. "The fight was very intense. Let them rest."One of the people on the floor, a woman with long, messy red hair, straightened up. She rubbed her eyes, then got up and approached Elisa. "Is it morning already? I am hungry."The green-haired elf chuckled. "All you think about is food."Elisa widened her smile. "You've only slept for about twenty minutes."The red-haired woman checked the window, which still showed a dark sky. "Damn, but I'm starving.""Then, eat." The prophet sipped her tea. "Our mission is complete. Tomorrow, we can travel home and resupply. No need to stand by here anymore."
Multiverse Fighting Championship: I'm the President 105 – Under the Moonlight
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Multiverse Fighting Championship: I'm the President 106 – One of the Best
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