"Alright! The contestants are now making their way into the arena. Let me keep the excitement going with more passionate commentary!"
Gazz had already run up to the announcer's stand, broadcasting his energetic commentary through a Den Den Mushi.
The arena was crowded with fierce-looking men. Besides the entrants from outside, many were sword fighters who already belonged to the Corrida Colosseum.
They all carried a sword and shield and wore revealing, lightweight armor.
The atmosphere was tense, and everyone warily watched those around them.
Clang!!
As soon as all the contestants had entered the arena, the iron gates at the passage slammed shut.
"The A-Block match starts now!!"
"Wooah!!"
The announcer's declaration and the crowd's cheers threw open the curtain on the slaughter.
A massive brawl began!
"A bunch of amateurs! We'll show you what professional sword fighters can do!"
At the edge of the arena, a sword fighter with a cape over his shoulder grinned viciously. He charged straight at an outside entrant, shield raised.
Thud!
The shield slammed into its target. Caught off guard, the entrant was sent flying out of the arena and splashed into the water below.
"Our first contestant is out! But don't think falling into the water means it's over!"
The announcer shouted, "A word of warning, everyone: the water is full of vicious, bloodthirsty Fighting Fish. They'll tear apart anyone who falls in!"
"Hahaha! Don't underestimate those of us who've been fighting here for years."
The sword fighter laughed smugly, raised his sword, and charged into the melee.
"You're pretty full of yourselves. Let me see what you can do." The fish-man Hachi pushed off with his toes and charged.
He reached the sword fighter, spread his legs, and crouched, his right fist clenched beside his waist.
"Fish-Man Karate: One Thousand Brick