My Girlfriend is an S-Class Adventurer

"Now, let's go to the second match!" The narrator announced, and the crowd went wild again. "On my left side, we have another Class-D adventurer and on the right a civilian, his name is Kyor Amakusa."

Obviously, people would normally choose to bet on the adventurer, but there was something different about Kyor that made people fear him. The black strands of his hair thrown back, combined with his indifferent expression, gave off a sense of gruffness.

Kyor was strangely wearing formal clothes for the occasion. With his black social vest, a black tie, and a white shirt underneath it all, the man stood out amidst the leather clothing of the common folk.

"Can we get started soon?" Kyor asked as he took out the cigarette he kept on the side of his mouth.

The narrator swallowed his saliva as he heard Kyor's acrid voice. "Y-yes, of course!" The boy answered him a little nervously. "Let's get started! 3... 2... 1... Fight!"

As soon as he had his start decreed, the Class-D adventurer, who had a good physical build, did not start advancing desperately like the one in the previous fight. Calmly, he circled his opponent, and Kyor followed him with his eyes the whole time without even moving his head.

The D-Class trembled a little when he realized that there were no escaping Kyor's frosted-green eyes.

"Are you going to keep staring, or are you going to come right away?" He questioned the Class-D and put the cigarette in his mouth again.

With no other options, that's exactly what the adventurer did next. Investing with speed, he tried to punch his opponent. Kyor dodged with ease; however, there was something else about his dodge that piqued the interest of the onlookers.

'His move now was exactly like mine?' Luke wondered as he saw the black-haired man throw his back behind him and let the adventurer pass him in front. 'Maybe it was sort of...'

When the man's matte-green eyes met his own amidst the movement, Luke was about to conclude.

The D-Class was undeterred and punched again in Kyor's direction. Again, the blow was deflected, and then the adventurer punched a few dozen more times until he was exhausted.

For the audience, that had not been boring to watch because Kyor's movements were perfect so that the Class-D's blows narrowly missed.

"Arf... Arf..." The adventurer gasped wearily, but he was nowhere near giving up. He raised his fists once more and bounced back in his own spot.

After watching Kyor's moves for a few minutes, Alexis understood how he dodged every blow so precisely. "Hey, Luke. Be smart about him..."

"I'd rather you didn't tell me. I want to figure it out by the time I defeat him." The half-wolf answered her while looking at Kyor with his arms crossed.

At that moment, the half-dragon saw Luke's eyes clamoring for this fight.

The adventurer tried to punch a few more times until he was surprised by a leg in front of his feet during a thrust. Bump! He fell face-first to the ground, just like the other man in the previous fight.

Kyor dropped what was left of his unlit cigarette on the man's face and then stomped hard with his social shoe. "What you should say?" He mocked the adventurer, however, not even smiling.

As the cigarette was still hot, the D-Class pleaded, "Arghh! Fuck! You fucking sadist! I'm going to fuck your mother, you son of a bitch."

Disappointed, Kyor finished the match with a harder stomp, which made the adventurer pass out.

"AEEEEEEEEEH!" Several adventurers shouted in delight at the sight of such violence; however, most civilians were annoyed at the impetuosity.

The other first five matches went on, and no one managed to impact the spectators as much as Luke and Kyor. Although the crowd was large, few people signed up, only fourteen participants.

"Now that the first matches are over, let's start the second round! On one side we have the mysterious E-Class who humiliated his opponent in the first round, and on the other side we have the beautiful C-Class, who showed powerful immobilizations."

Luke lifted his head up slightly to look his opponent in the eye and realized that this was a teenage girl, who did not appear to be past the age of majority.

The girl saw the bright yellow eyes of the half-wolf in the dark hood and shuddered a little, but continued to chew her gum.

"Ready?" The narrator asked, and when he saw them both nod, he called out, "Fight!"

'For her age and class, she must be a girl from a rich family who studied at some university, so she's sure to be cautious about attacking.' Luke reasoned.

Just as Luke thought, she did not invest in a direct attack. So the half-wolf was the one who ran towards her and tried to grab her wrist.

Slap! The girl put Luke's hand down with a slap with both hands and then pushed him back with a two-palm strike to his chest.

The Class-C had watched Luke's first match, so she knew well how dangerous it was to underestimate him. However, the half-wolf didn't show even 10% of his techniques in the first match.

'What! He's gone?' she thought, watching Luke disappear into thin air right after being repelled.

Suddenly, she felt a weight on her back and intense pressure on both shoulders. Before she could realize it, she was on the ground, pinned down by Luke's four limbs.

"Please don't resist too much," Luke whispered in her ear. He is integer enough not to mock a girl how he maded fun with his opponent who underestimated him in the first match.

The girl could feel the half-wolf's rigid body pressing against her and knew there was no way out.

A little blood almost ran down Alexis' nose as she watched that scene. Luke's arms were very close to the girl's breasts, and she didn't even seem bothered by it.

"Three-Legged Smoked Lizard." The Class-C girl surrendered.

"And the mysterious Class-E wins once again! Will he really go that far?" The narrator asked the spectators, and they again supported the mysterious E-Class.

The next rounds went on without any big surprises. Kyor gained even more support from the adventurers who were blood fans, and Luke won the third round without difficulty.

In the end, only the two surprises of the championship remained: an E-Class and an 'ordinary civilian'.

"Are you guys ready for the grand finale of the first Vasconcelos Luck or Fight tournament!?"

"WE AREEEEE!" The crowd shuddered. Their shouts drew the attention even of those not participating in the festival.

Luke and Kyor exchanged glances. Kyor smiled, and Luke remained inexpressive.