"Congratulations to contestant number fifteen on her victory!"
"Number fifteen wins!"
"Number fifteen wins!"
As Louise won one clean, decisive victory after another, the cheers, praise, and exclamations from below the ring grew louder. Many spectators declared that they couldn't get enough.
But that was only the reaction of the spectators who had stopped to watch.
For the event's organizers, the current situation was far less pleasant.
After all, they had organized this event to promote their Jinbei Taekwondo Gym and recruit students, not to actually discover some child martial arts prodigy.
The venue, publicity, staffing, prizes, prize money, and other expenses for this event had cost a considerable sum. If it failed to produce sufficient results, they would lose their entire investment.
And at this rate, they stood to lose more than just money.
As the saying went, there was no definitive first place in literature, but no room for two champions in martial arts. In martial arts and combat, differences in ability were always plain to see. A fight was all it took to determine who was better.
Their original plan had been to hold a small promotional event, with most of the participants drawn from their own students.
These students were used to sparring with taekwondo moves. By feeding each other familiar attacks, they could always put on an exciting performance that looked impressive to outsiders. Ordinary children were generally no match for students with some foundation in fighting and physical conditioning, either.
Even if a genuine prodigy trained by a renowned fighter showed up, how good could a child of a few years really be? If their students couldn't win, they could still rush in and grapple. It might look a little ugly, but they were children. That was normal.
But who could have imagined they