The Super Fight Tournament

The stadium was lively, bustling with a massive crowd eagerly lining up outside.

Today marks the highly anticipated Super Fight Tournament, a spectacular event that occurs once every six months.

As fans from various cities flocked to the venue, the surrounding area experienced significant traffic congestion.

A testament to the excitement that this event generates.

This tournament is not just a competition; it is a grand showcase designed to promote martial arts dojos.

Where many renowned masters will demonstrate their exceptional skills.

The Super Fight Stadium itself is a marvel of modern architecture, boasting a sleek and futuristic design.

Towering steel beams and glass panels form the structure, allowing natural light to flood the interior and create a vibrant atmosphere.

The arena features a large circular stage at its center, surrounded by tiered seating that accommodates thousands of enthusiastic spectators.

The fighting stage is a raised platform with a smooth, polished surface, specifically designed to facilitate dynamic martial arts battles

While ensuring that fighters remain safely within the confines of the stage.

As the excitement in the stadium reached a fever pitch, the announcer stepped forward, microphone in hand, ready to ignite the crowd's enthusiasm.

"Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for your patience! The 8th Super Fight Tournament is about to begin! Let's welcome our contestants as they enter the stadium!"

The announcer's voice boomed, echoing through the arena as the participants made their way to the edge of the ring.

"First up is a newcomer to the tournament, Inazuma, a practitioner of the Ball Kicking Style.

The crowd erupted in cheers as a young man with brown hair, clad in football boots, stepped forward, waving enthusiastically to the audience.

"Look at this eye-catcher!" the announcer exclaimed, his voice brimming with excitement. "Next, we have the user of the Meow Meow Style, Momo!"

With a dazzling smile, a seductive woman with golden hair and pale skin made her entrance.

Her captivating long legs and curvy hips swayed gracefully as she walked, her perky bottom jiggle.

Eliciting heart-shaped eyes and cheers from the audience.

"Next up, we have Ifaku, the master of the Domineer Viagra Path Style!"

An imposing figure with brown skin tone and an unruly demeanor appeared, folding his arms confidently.

The announcer's voice rose in intensity as he introduced the next fighter: "And here comes the Big Black Combo user, affectionately known as BBC, The King Kongman!"

"He is a frequent top contender and known for his incredible strength, capable of cornering opponents and eliminating them with ease. Rarely can anyone withstand his physical prowess!"

A massive, Black middle-aged man, nearly four meters tall, flexed his bulging muscles as he entered the arena.

His radiant smile showcased a set of bright white teeth, igniting an uproar of cheers from the audience.

"There's a lot more martial artists gracing us with their presence today!" the announcer declared.

"Next is the user of the Steroid Steroid Fist, The Rock!"

A tanned, bald man, standing at an impressive height of 193 cm, raised his eyebrows and waved to the crowd, eliciting a wave of applause.

As he walked, his nipples jiggle up and down dancing wildly, while some women from the audience screamed.

"Now, let's welcome Natsu, the user of Roaring Dragon Diarrhea Explosive Cannon!"

A young man with vibrant pink hair stepped forward, sneezing as fire erupted from his mouth, leaving the audience in awe.

"Next is the user of the Gomu Gomu no Style, Gatling!"

A slender young man with a straw hat appeared, donning red half-sleeves and blue pants, ready to take on the competition.

"Continuing on, we have a remarkable fighter who, despite her childlike appearance, she's 64 years old."

"Due to a rare condition known as Progeria syndrome in reverse state.

It looked as if she hasn't aged much, But don't let her looks fool you; she's incredibly deadly!"

The announcer's voice rang out, introducing Kureiji (Crazy), the user of the Sunflower Blade.

A petite girl, standing at about 130 cm, waved at the crowd with a bright smile, her innocent expression belying her lethal skills as she gently fixed her pink hair.

"Next up is the user of Heavenly God Martial Arts, Nie Lie!"

On the big screen, a young man with orange hair appeared, seemingly oblivious as he picked his nose in a drowsy manner, prompting laughter from the crowd.

"Now, let's welcome Deidara, the user of Nuclear Nuclear Art!"

A charming blonde stepped forward, flashing a confident smile that captivated the audience.

"Next is Giga Chad, the user of Pro wrestling"

The crowd buzzed with excitement as the next fighter was announced.

"Monkey D. Garp, the user of Booger booger Six Styles martial arts." an old man slept peacefully while standing near the edge of the stage.

"And here comes Nasty Face with his Nasty face style martial arts, he is a contender making his 8th consecutive entry! Will this tenacious man finally secure his first victory?"

The announcer's voice was filled with anticipation as he kept introducing.

"Son Goku, the user of the Head First, Think Later Rushing Style."

A young man with spiky black hair confidently declared, "I'll surely win this time!" his spirited demeanor igniting the crowd's enthusiasm.

"Next, we have Krillin, the user of the Bald Style, Iron Head!"

A small young man, standing at 150 cm, stepped forward, his shining bald head reflecting the sunlight, drawing cheers from the audience.

"Now, let's welcome Wacky Chen, the user of the Ching Chong Style!"

A bright young man with long, messy hair appeared, sporting a goofy smile that endeared him to the crowd.

"Known as the strongest in the history of Super Fight and a former champion, he has dominated all his battles. However, he has yet to reveal his full strength!"

The announcer's voice grew serious as he introduced

"Bakuzan, the user of Dark Hell Assassination."

A rough, middle-aged man stepped into view, confidently stating, "Winning today's championship will be a breeze," as he sized up his competitors.

"Next up, we have a rather unique contestant!"

The crowd murmured in curiosity as the announcer continued,

"In the questionnaire form, this man wrote, 'Please don't hit my blindfold.' Is he seriously here to compete?"

"Introducing, the user of the Water Polo Carbonated Fist! Doraemon!"

Ren, with a wooden cane and a blindfold covering his eyes, stepped forward slowly.

He poked the ground with his cane, making his way toward the participants, his head held high in an arrogant manner with his arms folded.

Booing erupted from the crowd as some spectators tossed trash cans in protest.

Quickly, Ren produced a large signboard that read, "Need money for Drugs and alcohol, !"

"Get out of here." the audience erupted in anger and jeers.

Listening to the crowds, Ren secretly took a peek at his signboard.

"Oops"

His hands went blur as the signboard changed, and it read "Need the prize money for my dog hospital bills :("

"Hey look the words changed suddenly" the crowd murmurs.

"How the hell are you going to fight with a blindfold?" some spectators screamed, their disbelief palpable.

"Aww, I hope the dog gets better, I'll donate money after this competition" a random woman said.

"Look isn't that Bang the master of Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist dojo?" a random person pointed their finger at Bang who's sitting among the audience.

Bang came here today to enjoy a good show, unexpectedly he saw his best disciple Ren with a blindfold covering his face.

Surprised, he thought the tournament would be intriguing until the announcement.

His face twitches in anger when he heard "Water Polo Carbonated Fist"

"Good, good, it's been a while since I've had a decent workout, just wait after this competition is over!" he whispered in a dark tone.

Suddenly, Ren felt a chill crawl over his spine.

'Enemy attack!' he thought, he looked around but found no one threatening.

'Must've been my imagination'

The atmosphere was electric, with anticipation building as the announcer prepared to kick off the tournament.

"All 18 contestants have arrived, Are you ready for the ultimate showdown?" the announcer shouted, his voice resonating throughout the stadium.

"The Super Fight Tournament has officially begun!"

"For the first preliminary matches.

King kongman user of Big Black Combo VS Momo of the Meow meow Style.

Both fighters step forward!

May the best fighter emerge victorious!"

The crowd erupted into a frenzy of cheers, their excitement palpable as they watch intently.

At the edge of the arena, many contestants spread out while gazing at the platform.

'I'm fine, I'm fine' Nasty face chanted in his heart while his hands and legs couldn't stop shaking.

"Oi Ojisan, are you nervous?" Ren asked curiously.

"DON'T CALL ME UNCLE" he yelled.

"I might be older than you, but I'm still only 19 years old" he continues.

'Eh, this man is only a year older than me?' he thought.

He remembered peeking at everyone's face, this person looks like a 35-year-old middle-age man.

Feeling sorry for him, Ren walk closer to him as he patted his shoulder and gave an expression that said sorry bro.

"Hey you Doreamon, I've never heard of your martial arts style" Wacky Chen interrupted.

"Oi, don't ignore me. I'm talking to you, Doreamon?" he yelled.

Turning his head, "Doreamon? Eh, ahh, that's right, you need something?" Ren reacted, realizing the made up name he gave himself.

Wacky Chen gazed at him sharply and said, "I don't know where you came from, but Super fight tournament is a culmination of different martial arts"

"Looking at you makes me realize the standard has dropped"

"Don't look down on martial arts. Otherwise I'll destroy you mercilessly" Wacky Chen stated in a serious tone.

"Did you hear him" Ren said as he elbows Nasty face.

"He's talking to you" Nasty face yelled.

Wacky Chen continue "Even if you're blind, you should at least dress properly, who fights a tournament in a plain t-shirt and jeans?" he criticized.

"Who made you the class monitor? I can dress up however I like, plus you don't look strong though" Ren shrugged.

"Dang nice one Doraemon" Nasty face laugh heartily.

"I'll beat you to a pulp when we meet on stage" Wacky Chen said as his face twitch in anger.

"Sure, I only came here to have some fun anyway" Ren said after that he completely ignored him.

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Author's note.

This isn't a cross-over, the characters mentioned are just looked alike.

I enjoyed the super fight in one punch man, so I tried to recreate the tournament fun aspect.

I have to say, writing this chapter was the most enjoyable part.

One punch man is a parody anime so don't ask me how and the why, about those names since I took inspiration from the anime.

Anyway, no update for tomorrow.

Although if we reach 100 power stone, I'll drop one extra chapter.