"Today's fifteenth match. We will see the qualifying match of the new rookies. The fight will be between Shakal Morningstar vs Nickel Sukuasi."

Hearing his name on television, Shakal got up, and walked out of the room, determined to do his best in this fight.

Upon entering the ring, all the spectators began to applaud and shout the names of the two contestants. The stands were full.

Shakal's adversary was a tall, pale-skinned man. The man overcomes the hundred and forty kilos with ease. The difference between their bodies was too great so many people began to support Nikel more than Shakal, since he seemed to have more opportunities to win.

Shakal from his oponent expression deduced that he was the arrogant type, since when he saw that the difference between their bodies, the man began to act as if he had already won the match.

"This is not going to be easy, I will have to dodge his punches quickly or the difference in size and weight will play against me. A positive aspect is that he already considers this battle won. The more he underestimates me, the more chances I have to win. " - thought the young man.

The match referee approached and began to explain the rules of combat..

"Any type of martial technique is allowed, but weapons are prohibited. Any use of weapons is prohibited. If any participant uses a weapon, they will be disqualifying from the combat and permanently expelled from Heavens Arena. The winner is decided once the opponent is knocked out. Killing your opponent is not allowed. If you step on the ground, outside of the ring, you are eliminated. "

After the referee finished saying the rules, the sound of a huge gong was the signal to start the fight.

The two fighters upon hearing the gong started to move. Although both in differently directions.

Nikel, who had an advantage for his great body, launched himself forward with a surprising speed, for a man of that size. Instead, Shakal did not move too much, he just stayed near the edge of the ring, waiting for the attack of his opponent. He maintained a somewhat strange position, since his back was strained and his feet were bent.

In a few seconds, the big man reached Shakal and with his right hand raised and his fist clenched, he prepared to hit Shakal.

Nikel's speed shocked Shakal, although the young man was able to dodge, the punch from his enemy, with a small somersault to his right side.

To everyone's surprise, when he dodged the attack, Shakal managed to connect a blow while somersaulting. He hit with his left leg towards the left side of Nikel's ribs.

"Hm. Such a weak blow does not cause me any pain. " Nikel said with a sadistic face.

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"Someone as slow as you can't even hit me." - Shakal replied, trying to piss off his opponent.

Hearing Shakal's words, Nikel was furious.

"Damn you, when you will have the guts to take one of my hits, then you can say that to me." - he scream as he reloaded his charge towards Shakal.

Shakal followed the same strategy as before. The young man plan was to hit his opponent constantly, if possible in the same place, to cause him real harm.

Although his initial attack connected, the damage he produced was negligible. But if he manages to hit multiple times in the same place, Nikel will not be able to endure the pain.

Again, Shakal ran to the edge of the platform, and he returned to his fighting position, awaiting the attack of his opponent. The man decided to continue using the same type of attack started running towards Shakal. When he got close to him, Nikel tried again to hit with his right fist.

The fist came from the right, with a quick movement Shakal dodged on his right side, in the same way as last time. He tried to kick with his left leg again but Nikel using the inertia generated his heavy and quick blow, he managed to turn his entire body towards Shakal, thus blocking Shakal's attack with his right arm. Shakal, seeing that his attack was completely blocked, quickly turned away from his opponent.

"The same trick won't work twice, asshole!" Nikel yelled, reloading towards Shakal.

"He is not as silly as he seems, I need to think of something else to defeat him. It seems that he is not so good at using his legs. Maybe if I manage to hit his leg while he is running, it could unbalance him." - the young man thought, while remaining calm.

Shakal, again, returned to his position near the edge, and in the same way as last time, he strained his body.

"Damn brat, you think your little strategy will work this time." Nikel yelled.

"Come and find out" - Shakal replied calmly.

Nikel shot out at the boy.

"This time I will have to attack him just when he tries to hit me. If I can hit his support leg, I can unbalance him and throw him out of the ring. " Shakal thought.

Nikel reached the boy, and attacked again with his right fist. Shakal quickly concentrated on seeing what his supporting leg was.

"His left leg!" - shouted in his mind as he jumped to the left side of his opponent.

Nikel turned his body again thanks to the inertia of his strong punch, and while waiting for Shakal's attack to block it with his hand, he was surprised to see that the area where the boy's attack was directed was very different from what was expected.

Shakal gathered all his power in the attack that he launched with his right leg towards Nikel's left leg. The blow knocked him to the ground, and without giving him time to get up, he quickly threw him out of the ring.

Off the platform, when he was eliminated, Nikel's face began to burn with rage.

"Damn monkey!" Nikel yelled.

The referee quickly approached and ended the battle.

"The winner is Shakal Morningstar. You can receive your award at the treasury."- shouted the referee.

People applauded the performance of the two fighters, some were dissatisfied with the boy's victory, but most accepted his way of fighting.

Shakal quickly left the ring, and without even going through the locker room, he made his way to the treasury area to claim his prize.

"Hello, I just won my first match, I would like to receive my award." - Shakal said as he gave his permission to the girl at the counter.

The girl smiled at him and handed him a small envelope.

"Here you have. Would you like to have another fight today or do you want to leave it for another day? " - asked the girl.

"For today, please!" Shakal replied.

After saying goodbye to the woman, he sat down in one of the many armchairs reserved for the contestants and opened the envelope.

"Hell, just this amount of money." - he screamed in his mind.