Deadpool was currently wearing a pair of heavy-duty, industrial noise-canceling earmuffs over his mask and had a megaphone in each hand.
"tum, you might want to turn down the volume on your screen, because the sheer ego radiating from Ring 3 is enough to blow out the stadium's speakers!" Deadpool shouted through both megaphones simultaneously. "We are moving on to the 'Short Kings with God Complexes' division! It's the Dragon Sin of Wrath versus the Assassin who thinks he's bigger than the universe! It's Meliodas against Black Star! Prepare for a lot of yelling and an unhealthy amount of property damage!"
Ring 3 was a massive, indestructible stone amphitheater, reminiscent of ancient Rome but scaled up to fit giants. The ground was solid bedrock, heavily scarred from previous unseen battles.
Heimdall was broadcasting from a magically reinforced stone bunker at the top of the stands. "Match Number Thirty-Three! The captain of the Seven Deadly Sins, Meliodas! Versus the shadow weapon master of the DWMA, Black Star!"
The God and the Tavern Owner
Black Star leaped into the center of the arena, striking an exaggerated, heroic pose and pointing directly at the sky. "YAHOO! Listen up, everyone! The man who will surpass God has arrived! I am the center of the universe, the great Black Star! Don't blink, or you'll miss my overwhelming brilliance!"
Meliodas strolled in with his hands tucked casually behind his head, the short broken blade of his sword strapped to his back. He looked completely unimpressed. "Sate, sate, sate... you're a loud one, aren't you? Are we fighting, or are you just going to shout at the clouds all day?"
"Loud?! I am a booming voice of justice!" Black Star yelled, dropping into a martial arts stance. "I'll show you the power of a true star! Tsubaki, let's go! Ninja Sword Mode!"
With a flash of light, his partner transformed into a sleek black ninja sword in his hand.
The Speed of Shadow
Black Star vanished. He moved so fast he didn't even displace the dust on the ground. He reappeared directly behind Meliodas, swinging the ninja sword in a lethal horizontal arc. "Speed Star!"
Meliodas didn't turn around. He simply reached back with his left hand, catching the flat of the blade between his index finger and thumb. The sheer force of the sudden stop sent a shockwave of air expanding outward, cracking the bedrock under their feet.
"Not bad," Meliodas grinned cheerfully. "But you leave your left side wide open."
Meliodas pivoted, delivering a casual, spinning kick to Black Star's ribs. The impact sounded like a cannon firing. Black Star was launched across the amphitheater, bouncing off the stone walls like a pinball.
Up in the booth, Deadpool took off his earmuffs. "It's a battle of absolute physical monsters, tum! Black Star hits like a meteor, but Meliodas is basically a walking cheat code!"
The Reflection
Black Star embedded his fingers into the stone wall to stop his momentum. He was bleeding from a cut on his forehead, but his grin was wider than ever. "Hahaha! Now that's what I'm talking about! You're tough, blondie! But nobody outshines me!"
Black Star dropped his sword, clapped his hands together, and began channeling an immense amount of his soul wavelength. The air around him turned a dark, heavy blue.
"Take this! My ultimate move! Black Star Big Wave!"
He thrust his palms forward, firing a massive, concentrated beam of pure, destructive soul energy. The blast was so wide it tore up the bedrock of the arena as it roared toward Meliodas, threatening to vaporize everything in its path.
Meliodas finally drew his broken blade. His eyes darkened, turning completely black as the demonic mark spread across his forehead. He swung the hilt of his broken sword directly into the oncoming wave of energy.
"Full Counter."
The massive blast of soul energy hit the blade and instantly doubled in size and power, reflecting straight back at Black Star faster than the eye could follow.
Black Star's eyes widened. "Oh, come on, that's just cheati—"
KA-BOOM.
The reflected attack hit Black Star head-on. A massive explosion rocked the amphitheater, sending a pillar of dust into the sky. When the smoke cleared, Black Star was lying flat on his back, completely knocked out, but his right arm was still stubbornly pointing toward the sky.
Meliodas sheathed his broken blade and dusted off his hands. "Well, that was a decent workout."
"Match Thirty-Three winner... MELIODAS!" Heimdall announced, cautiously opening the door to his bunker.
Up in the booth, Deadpool started a slow clap. "The Dragon Sin uses the old 'no u' trick to take the win! That's 33 winners down, 18 matches to go in Round One, tum! We are tearing through these brackets!"
The Heavyweight Division is Calling!
We're moving from the small powerhouses to the literal pillars of the community (and the guys who knock them down).
Match 34 (Ring 7): All Might vs. Captain America. (The Symbol of Peace vs. The First Avenger. Two men who fight for justice with unyielding spirit!)
Match 35 (Ring 18): Garou vs. Akaza. (The Hero Hunter vs. Upper Rank Three. A brutal, bloody, bare-knuckle martial arts war!)
Match 36 (Ring 10): Eren Yeager vs. Godzilla. (Size Definitely Matters. The Attack Titan takes on the King of the Monsters!)