Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

But before he could be happy for more than a few seconds, Potio returned to normal from his petrified state, staggering a few steps with his head bent over.

Sharp eyes.

"Despicable! I'll shoot you dead!!"

'Bang--!!'

Under Scott's horrified gaze, a bullet pierced his chest.

'Bang bang bang bang bang -! ! '

Portio fired several more shots, causing Scott to convulse and splatter blood.

In the end, Scott fainted.

"The winner of this competition is, the Sea Ranger—Potio!!"

"Where's the medical team? Hurry and save them! Commissioner Scott, you must hold on!!"

Seeing Scott's miserable state, Jimi panicked.

"cut."

In the center of the ring, Potio spun his revolver and glanced at Scott with disdain.

"I thought you were so great. With your build, you need to train more."

……

Jury seat.

Yan Huan placed her hands on the table and looked seriously at the fireworks beside her.

"That kid Scott looks so cool, how come his health bar is so weak?"

"He couldn't even withstand a few bullets. I thought he had become a Saiyan."

"It seems my body's rigidity hasn't improved much," Hanabi pondered.

"But judging from his current state, he'll probably have to cancel his next match and the game on March 7th."

"Hey, I'd love to see him get up. I hope the company's technology can bring him back to full health in half an hour."

……

"Mr. Scott, are you alright? Cheer up!!" A company employee desperately covered Scott's mouth and nose.

"Mr. Scott, please say something!!"

"Waaaaah... Don't do this, don't leave us!!"

He pressed his hands down hard, sobbing intermittently, his voice filled with extreme sorrow.

Tears, uncontrollably, streamed down my face.

"...Ugh, ugh." Scott, who was in a daze, turned his face purple and turned his head shakily.

"Ah! Mr. Scott, you're alive!!"

Upon seeing this, the company employee quickly moved his hands and covered Scott's mouth and nose again, bursting into tears.

"Waaaaah... This is great, this is really great!!"

"As long as you're alright, that's all that matters."

"I really...I really..."

After he choked up for a long time, the other employees next to him suddenly realized that something was wrong.

One of the men with a buzz cut quickly stepped forward and pried his hand off.

"What are you doing, you bastard?!"

"Damn it, you've been covering Mr. Scott's breathing the whole time! Seeing you crying like this, I thought you were pinching his philtrum!"

After several company employees took turns trying to save him, Scott finally woke up, his body wrapped in bandages.

Looking at the bloodied bullets cleared from his side, Scott lowered his voice weakly.

"I lost……"

"I'm not familiar enough with the effectiveness of this reagent; it can't even withstand a bullet..."

"I have let down my superiors and everyone here..."

Hearing these words, all the employees were deeply moved.

"Waaaaah, Mr. Scott, please stop! It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back...!"

"Cough cough cough..."

Scott said weakly:

"Then you can cover my medical expenses from your salaries..."

"..."

The staff threw Scott back to the ground, packed up their medical kits, and left the scene as if nothing had happened.

"..."

Immediately afterwards, Jimi's voice rang out.

"Next... wait? Is Mr. Scott already on the field?"

"Ahem... Next up, it's the nameless passenger from the Starry Sky Train, March 7th, versus Scott!!"

"Can Commissioner Scott, who has fought two battles in a row, bring us a miracle?!"

Let's wait and see!

Scott had just shakily gotten up when he heard a strange piece of music.

"?"

The music grew louder as it approached, giving him a sense of foreboding.

Accompanied by the rhythmic beat of the drums, a pink-haired girl dressed in a fairy boat costume slowly stepped onto the arena.

The music grew clearer the moment she stood opposite Scott.

Scott staggered to his feet, pointing at the speaker she was holding, "You're disturbing my eyes!"

"Hmph, you don't know how to appreciate things."

On March 7th, he silently put down the stereo and raised his fists.

"Come on, let me show you what this grandma is all about."

"..."

Although Scott was covered in bandages at this time, looking like a wilted mummy.

But he still took a look at March 7th.

He was dressed in cloth, and carried neither a gun nor a sword, nor a bow.

According to information circulating within the company, this scoundrel named March 7th doesn't know any martial arts.

Could it be that the mystery lies in the speaker at her feet?

Scott narrowed his eyes, his gaze fixed on the speaker next to the March 7th shoes, and he fell into deep thought.

"Ha, you dare to stand still when you're my opponent?" Seeing this, March 7 clenched his fists, his eyes sharp.

"Then I'll show you what a true martial arts master is!"

Seeing her charging towards him like a bull, Scott quickly retreated and shouted to Jimi on the stage:

"Wait, I surrender! I surrender!! My injuries aren't even... Ugh!!"

Before he could finish speaking, he was kicked away by March 7th.

Feeling a sharp pain in his chest, Scott's face contorted in agony as he was sent flying backward like a kite with a broken string.

But before he could even land, March 7th rushed over and kicked Scott, who had just fallen.

He was kicked away again.

"..."

"Hmph, haha, hey ho!!" March 7th kept repeating this set of knockback kicks.

He kicked Scott from south to north, and from east to west.

He kicked from the ring into the audience.

He kicked it from the audience seats to the judges' seats.

He kicked it from the judges' seat into the contestants' hall.

He kicked from the players' lobby into the lounge corridor.

He kicked himself from the lounge corridor into the audience area.

It was kicked from the audience seats to the center of the ring...

"Stop Stop!!"

Jimi grabbed the microphone and rushed toward the ring.

"March 7th! I already announced that Scott had conceded defeat, why are you still attacking?!"

"Huh?" March 7th was taken aback and didn't continue his combo. At this moment, Scott, with a bruised and swollen face, finally fell from the sky and crashed heavily to the ground.

"Ah..." Scott collapsed when he finally touched the cold ground, which he hadn't done in a long time.

What just happened...?

???

The tourists in the stands were stunned.

"That anonymous customer beat the company's employee so badly he couldn't fall from the sky?"

"Such a plain and unadorned attack disgusts me..."

"What a strange move."