Legend of the Swordsman of Goa

Winners

Plas, who had been exhausted from continuing to attack Gilmi, was increasingly convinced that he would definitely win his first round match.

"Are you ready for your defeat, man? just give up, if you can't fight me." Gilmi said arrogantly.

Plas just smirked.

"Don't say much, you're Gilmi. Just attack if you can do it, I am not afraid of you at all. Even though I lost to you, I'm one hundred percent sure, that you're not going to get into this year's semi-finals, okay." Answer the Plas while regulating its breathing.

Gilmi who did not want to buy his time was wasted because it was ignored. Right then, he suddenly jumped straight at Plas, aiming his kick at his opponent.

"It was just an attack from you, man. Too bad, I can still avoid it." Plas said with a slight mocking smile.

Gilmi who at that time failed to take a kick on his opponent, clucked annoyed.

"Sia_lan!" objurgation.

While Plas smiled triumphantly, because he did not get an attack from Gilmi.

"Alright, let's see when you'll survive in this arena." Gilmi said with a sigh.

Plas who felt it was impossible to win from Gilmi. However, Plas did not want his opponent to go all the way to the final.

The fight between Plas and Gilmi had been going on for quite some time in the match area. With a shrewdness, Gilmi was finally able to give a lot of punches and kicks that always landed on Plas body.

However, apparently the same as Plas who also still stood up, so Gilmi began to feel fatigue.

"Hey! Gilmi, even though I will lose to you, I will make sure that your strength will run out to defeat me." Plas said that he had suffered many injuries due to an attack from Gilmi.

Gilmi who heard it, just looked at him with a difficult gaze to guess.

"Awas, you're Plas. Just look, I'm definitely gonna kick you out of this arena." Gilmi was full of anger, and tried to hold him back and of course control himself from his opponent's attacks.

Plas who did not want to give up, he kept trying to get up.

Despite the fact, the attacks from Gilmi who continued to hit him. But this time, Plas' efforts were not in vain, as Gilmi began to look exhausted. While Plas himself began to feel something that was not strange with a body full of wounds.

"Look, you're Gilmi. Your attack is not as fast as before." Said Plas while shaking the blood.

"Revelation! you're Plas. I'll make you sorry, just look." Gilmi's words grew angry and emotional as Plas began to show his anger.

There was a speech from outside the arena that was loud enough to sound, namely for the match to be stopped. However, Gilmi paid no heed to the remark.

"Feel, you're Plas. This is what happens when you play me." Said Gilmi who was increasingly fierce in competing.

With all Gilmi's might, he kicked Plas until it bounced out of the arena, just as he had said just now.

Finally the match was over and the first fight was won by Gilmi.

Satisfied Gilmi had defeated Plas, walking out of the arena.

"Hey! Gilmy. It's too far you've beaten a powerless opponent." Moji said from outside the arena.

"Who are you! how dare you speak like that." Said Gilmi arrogantly.

"Let's see, I'll beat you later." Moji said with a grin.

"Just prove that you can fight me, or you'll have the same fate as Plas." Gilmi said arrogantly, Moji smiled mockingly.

Gilmi who does not know the man who challenges her is Moji. Then, Gilmi finally left regardless of Moji who continued to look at her.

"I will definitely be dealing with you, Gilmi. We'll prove later, who's gonna lose, you or me." Moji murmured full of curiosity, of course the feeling of being impatient.

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The battle between Gilmi and Plas was over, and the victory was won by Gilmi. The next fight is about to begin, and this time it's Bujaro against Hosu. After the bell was rung, the match sign immediately began. Fighters are expected to prepare to enter the fighting arena.

"Ready, Son. Remember Dad's message, be careful in this fight, and don't take it for granted to anyone who's your opponent in the arena." The father suggested Bujaro to his eldest son.

"Good, Dad. Bujaro will do his best in the game this time, and try to win it." Bujaro replied with confidence.

After listening to the advice of his father, Bujaro stepped foot into the arena of the match. Not long after, Bujaro's opponent Hosu begins to enter the arena. In the arena, the two faced each other.

The bell is rung, the sign of the match has begun. Then, Bujaro immediately put up his horses. Hosu was prepared to do the same as his opponent.