Cross Dressing In A Fantasy World Full Of Magic

"Fight! Fight! Fight!" The crowd was cheering the fight for the girl in front of me. You may have wondered how this had happened. Sometimes I also wondered why this had happened.

I looked at my opponent, and she seemed to have a grudge against me. "Do we really need to do this?" What I did wasn't so bad. I don't know why she was making a fuss over it. That is what I get for going to a fighting ring and not expecting a crazy person to pick a fight with me.

"Yes, we do! I got a bone to pick with you." She spoke like I was her enemy from our past lives.

"Didn't I apologize?" I apologized to her. What more does she want from me?

"Shut up and start fighting!" It looks like whatever I said would be ignored.

Why did this happen? It started twenty minutes ago when I was chatting with Olivia. I didn't expect someone to be so unreasonable.

~Twenty Minutes Before the fight~

Looking at the two entering the ring, it was easy to tell who would win at first glance. Shane was not only bigger but had a track record of being undefeated.

"Charlie, who do you think would win?" I looked at Olivia and stared at her in silence.

"Shane, without a doubt. Not only will he fight a newcomer, but that Jason guy looks like he never fought." I gave my input on how the match should go.

"I mean, look at him. He looks pretty sleazy. Not only that, his face is pretty crooked. And look at his hair. No one likes those hair cut styled dyed in a dirty blond color." He really does look like a fuck boy.

"Olivia, when you see a man like that. Please stay away from them." I warned Olivia. I don't want her to be tricked by those people.

"Are they that bad?" I nodded in confirmation.

"Yes, usually they are the type to use their mouth and try to trick you. They also have a small peepee trying to compensate with other areas." Olivia then looked at Jason with pity.

"And look how confident he looks. He probably is overestimating himself. It would be more embarrassing for him to lose." I have seen people like these, and it is honestly mind-blowing that there are people like these.

"How dare you talk about my lover like that!" The girl beside me spoke angrily.

Now that was awkward. Who would have thought that the guy I trashed talked lover was beside us. I stared at her awkwardly, not knowing what to say.

"Sorry." I deeply apologize.

"Does your lover have a small peepee?" Olivia, who asked the wrong question, was curious. It was the wrong time to ask her that.

Jason's lover was red, judging by her reaction. It kind of confirms that answer. Was she feeling shame? I remember having that feeling when I was younger when people talked about those topics right before me.

"I challenge you to the ring!" She pointed her fingers at us.

Is there no way for us to back out? The crowd around us was looking at us, as the fight had already ended within a few seconds.

Shane had knocked him out in a single punch right in the face. Why was Shane allowed to fight someone like that?

"Shouldn't you take care of your boyfriend? He looks seriously injured." I tried to change the subject, prompting her to help her boyfriend. I didn't want to fight today.

"Who cares about that! I care more about my honor!" ??? What??? I then looked at Olivia, confused about the situation.

Olivia looked at me back, also confused. I thought she wanted to duel us because of us insulting her boyfriend.

What an unreasonable person. I couldn't let Olivia fight. So it was up to me to fight. I told Olivia I wouldn't fight, but it didn't seem like I had a choice.

The crowd was egging us to fight since the battle had just ended. Peer pressure sure works at its finest when you're surrounded.

I tried reasoning with her more, but it was pointless. I guess I would have to be in the ring.

"I will be the one to fight you." I sighed and decided I was the one who was going to fight her. Olivia looked worried when I volunteered but thankful that she didn't have to be the one to fight.

I don't know what I did to deserve this, but I know this won't be the last.

~Present Time~

The fight was now present. I just hoped the crazy woman in front of me was inexperienced in a fight. But that was just me thinking that, considering she was the one who challenged me.

While thinking, she took the first step and ran toward me. I wasn't that experienced fighting close range, but I think I had enough battle sense to know what she would do.

"Take this!" She screamed, jumping and giving me a high jump kick right on my face.

I couldn't take this blow with the momentum that she had. Dodging by moving to the left of her, her attack has missed.

With how the girl kicked, I knew she had at least some experience doing this. I don't know if it was intentional if she picked a fight with us, but I knew that she didn't care about the guy who was just beaten.

"What is your real reason for picking a fight with us? I doubt you cared about the guy who got beaten like a pig!" She was just too dismissive about his beating for her to care.

She was silent, staring at me, waiting for an opportunity to strike. I had to take this fight seriously. I can ask the questions later after I beat her.

Now that I had established what I wanted, I ran toward her. Raising my legs, I whipped my legs to the side of her face.