I confront the West Maou Teuryu Rurukushen in the ring.
A giant tiger walking on two legs.
Maou is a Weretiger.
Thick, sharp teeth and ferocious claws. Muscles are bulging out from Maou’s fur and scars all over his body.
「Maou-sama!」
「Maou-sama!」
「Maou-sama!」
It’s only natural, but the audience is completely in favor of the home team.
Grand cheering for the demon king arise.
「Our Maou-sama is the strongest, after all!」
「There’s no way he would lose to someone!」
「Just beat that fellow to death!」
Recognizing his strength again after that great match with Filia, not a single person thinks that Maou could lose.
「I, it’s impossible, after all ssu…… there’s no way he can defeat father ssu yo……」
Touga is in a complete give up mode.
Goーーーーーon!!
The sound of gong resounds, and the match begins.
Now then. Let’s shut up the noisy outsiders first.
Transfer magic.
I transfer behind the unsuspecting Maou and hammer my palm into his back. His body gets blown away due to the shock.
「Ooooo……」
It was enough power to make Maou fly out of the ring, but he has driven his claws into the ring and stopped.
「Y, you――――!?」
「Over here」
I use transfer magic and get behind his back again.
I drill my fist into his back with all my might.
「Gaaa!?」
Maou’s body vanishes after bending.
I went ahead with transfer magic, matching the timing of the large body and kick it up.
Maou flies in the air.
Transfer magic again. I appear above Maou and strike the crown of his head with my heel.
He falls to the ground at tremendous speed and crashes into the ring. The impact left a big crack on the hard ring.
I slowly land on the ring.
That noisy audience, shin, suddenly fell silent.
Maou is not getting up after crashing.
「W, what has just happened……?」
「No way…… Maou-sama…… has lost……?」
「I, it’s a lie, right……?」
Quiet shocked voices resound from the audience.
Even though the Beast Mazoku loves battling, this one-sided development was too much even for them.
I call out to Maou with half open eyes.
「…… Oi. How long are you going to pretend to be asleep?」
「Ku, kuhahahahahahahahahaha!」
Maou’s body suddenly rises and he bursts into a loud laugh.
He gets up.
「I have allowed you a preemptive attack」
Koki, koki Maou’s neck cracking and laugh resounds around the arena.
「Oooooo!」
「As expected of Maou!」
「He’s completely unscathed!」
The audience burst in joy seeing Maou without suffering a single scratch.
I attacked somewhat seriously, but it looks like it didn’t work that much.
This fellow’s body is pretty tough. It was evident from the fight with Filia, but I confirmed it again. Rather, my hands are numbing.
「However, a transfer magic, huh. It looks like you have the mobility. But, such small amount of damage won’t hurt me no matter how many times you punch, you see」
「Then, I will hit with my full strength next, try receiving it then」
「Aan?」
I lower my waist and raise my fists.
「I will remind you, but if you don’t guard with all your effort, you wild die?」
I provoke Maou with a fearless smile.
「Kuku, all right. But, after I receive your attack, I will seriously counterattack?」
Maou says happily, than a thick aura envelops his body.
After that, an overwhelming geyser of fighting spirit gushes forth.
It covers the whole ring, and the timid people within the audience faint with bubbles around their mouths.
All the body hair on Maou’s body stand up, and his muscles swell.
「I can’t allow myself to go easy on you. You won’t complain when you die after my counterattack, right?」
「Don’t worry. Fighting spirit of such level won’t work against me」
「…… What?」
I also release the fighting spirit.
An amount of fighting spirit that won’t lose to Maou is released.
「Wha……」
「I told you? You will die if you don’t get serious」
I kick the ground while advising Maou. That alone was enough to get the ring destroyed, an innumerable amount of rubbles disperses behind me.
As expected, this single blow is enough to threat Maou as he crossed his arms to defend. Furthermore, he concentrated most of the fighting spirit in his arms.
I concentrate even more fighting spirit in one place and throw my fist.
Zugooooooooooooon!
The mighty fighting spirits clash, denting the ring in the process.
「Uwaaaa!?」
「Hii」
「I, it’s blowing me away ssu!?」
The people around the ring, the staff, and even the audience gets swept away.
「Gu, guoooooo!」
Maou fully releases fighting spirit, desperately trying to protect his body.
Isn’t he working hard?
But, unfortunately, I who have〈Pinnacle of Fighting Spirit〉far exceeds you.
I release even more fighting spirit.
The fighting spirit on my fist pierces through Maou’s defenses, finally upsetting the balance.
Bakibokibeki!
Receiving my fist, Maou’s arms release pitiful fracturing sounds.
Maou grimaces in pain and gets blow off the ring. He sinks into the wall behind the audience.
The end of the match.
There’s no signal because the referee fainted, but it’s my win.
There’s no one to subst.i.tute Maou anymore, so it’s our team’s victory.
「Papa amaz~hing!」
「…… It’s amazing, but could you not involve us in it please」
「I, it hurts ssu……」
When I turn around, even Filia and other were blown off from their seats. If you have to complain, I would like you to complain to the authorized personnel for making this ring so small.
However, to think Shiro could sleep even in these conditions……
「Gu, guru…… gurururururu!」
At this time, a groaning sounds came from the place where Maou crashed into.
「Garururururururuooooo!!」
A terrifying roar echoes.
「Oioi, the match is already settled?」
The Maou crawls on his four from the wall.
His eyes are bloodshot red, and drool is hanging from his mouth. He looks like a starving wild tiger.
That is not the only change.
All his body hair is dyed red. It looks like his whole body is on fire. His body seems somewhat bigger too.
「T, this is bad! Everyone, quickly escape! That is father’s last stand form! But, he loses his reasoning in it, he is going to kill indiscriminately!」
One of the Maou’s sons shouts with a severe expression.
As expected of Maou. Seems like he transformed.
I suspected as much.