[World Martial Arts Tournament Arena]

The crowd roared, chanting "Mr. Satan! Mr. Satan!" as the champion stepped into the ring, flexing and flashing his signature grin. But inside, his stomach churned.

Across from him stood an unknown competitor—calm, silent, and exuding an eerie presence. The man's expression didn’t change, his stance unshaken.

Mr. Satan wiped his brow.

In his mind:Alright, Hercule, keep it together! Maybe he's just another amateur! Yeah, that's right!

He pointed at his opponent.

"Listen up, pal! You're facing the undefeated champion of the world!

Mr. Satan gulped