The bell signaling the start of the match rang. Urukka walked around while pointing his spear at his opponent. Meanwhile, Charles remained standing where he was. Those kitchen utensils were still around his body. The lizardman then ran forward. However, the chef managed to block the attacks with a large spoon and cutting board. "Look, he didn't do any movements," Matt commented. "Those tools seem to have a mind of their own." "I'm curious, Matt." Lognar rubbed his chin. "Why does he use his hands to cook, even though he can move those tools without touching them." The president elaborated. "He believes that the human touch is necessary to make delicious food. He also didn't want to injure his hands, which he used for cooking, so he didn't use them for fighting." Urukka still had difficulty hitting the chef, even though the lizardman had tried to attack the man from various directions. "I'll wipe that annoying smile of yours!" Urukka wa

Matt felt that the response from the audience regarding MFC Park was only warm. But it's not a disaster. He believes fans already feel they have a deep connection with the fighters, so they still want to buy tickets. "You wouldn't guess I'm looking forward to this match." Lognar chuckled. "I wonder what method Norug will use to deal with Mr. S." The president narrowed his eyes as the Dwarf exited the entrance. "It seems he prepared a surprise, Lognar." "A special battle hammer, huh?" The dwarf commentator referred to Norug's weapon being wrapped in black cloth. "But I've never heard of a dwarven weapon that can counter giant slimes. Maybe the culture in his world is different... Are you sure you don't know this, Matt?" "What do you think?" The president chuckled. Of course, he knew about that. All weapons used in the arena must be approved by the MFC. After performing the ritual of smashing an alcohol bottle with his head, Norug removed the cl