What's So Great About a Yonko?

"Let the match begin!"

At the referee's signal, Palo and Pan launched into a fierce bout.

Palo had little experience with wrestling, while Pan was clearly a veteran.

After sizing each other up, Pan made the first move.

He charged at Palo and wrapped his arms around his waist.

Palo knew this move. He had just watched Quinta use it to beat Marcus.

He used all his strength to hold Pan off, keeping a close eye on Pan's feet.

"Careful, aren't you?"

Pan chuckled and heaved. Palo nearly hit the ground, but somehow found his footing at the last moment.

Palo drew a deep breath. Pan had held back just then; otherwise, that move would have thrown him.

"Again!"

Palo was a newcomer, after all. Pan couldn't throw him down right away.

He had to give the newcomer a chance.

The two locked up again, each straining against the other.

Palo could feel how strong Pan was. That kind of strength came from years of training.

Pan was surprised too. His strength ranked among the best in the Hasa Kingdom.

Even Marcus and Quinta had to admit it.

Pan lost to those two when it came to technique, though.

"You're pretty strong."

"Of course. I've been training all this time."

Palo grinned proudly, thinking back over the moves Quinta and Marcus had used in their match.

The moment Pan let his guard down, Palo used a clever shift of leverage to throw him to the ground.

Shock swept through the crowd. Had some kid from who knew where really beaten Pan?

"Pan, get up!"

"You can't let an outsider beat you!"

"Get up!"

The spectators shouted, but Pan was still stunned.

Then he rolled over and sprang to his feet.

Now he was finally taking the match seriously. He fixed