I don't have a system but I have a hammer

[With a sound of "Hang", the door of the contestant tunnel behind me has been closed, and the originally bustling arena has become silent due to my appearance. What follows is countless blazing overhead lights, and the audience is full of words. The timid + awed gaze, and the host’s enthusiastic shouting, but the voice was slightly hoarse and tired, after all...]

"Oh, my god, let's take a look at the new star in the deathmatch world in North Central City who has just been crowned the deathmatch throne, Mr. Step Seven!!! And look at his hand that looks like a steel meat grinder. Be like a king!"

"Yes, this is the twelfth time Mr. Qi Qi, the champion of today's ring, has defended the ring. According to official information, the number of combatants defeated by him so far has reached a terrifying one hundred and sixty. The current personal record of the three of them is an exaggerated 163 wins and zero losses..."

"With such a large number of matches and such an efficient match process, it can be said that any death fighter would probably ask for an extension of the rest day, or a short pause in the match to recover, but Mr. Step Seven did not!!"

"Not only did Mr. Taqiqi not do this, but he continued to play 20 games a day to seriously deal with every death fighter who came to challenge him. He even maintained an almost perfect game state. I asked him explain…"

[The host, who was already in high spirits, suddenly raised his breath and his tone became more than twice as serious...]

"He is not a death fighter at all, he is simply a war machine that never knows how to stop! A king nuclear beast that ruthlessly crushes all obstacles! It's just..."

[It seemed that there were few supporters in the audience, so the host suddenly changed his tone, and his tone became meaningful, with a hint of amusement...]

"A game that was supposed to be without any suspense will become more confusing because of the alien fighter who will appear next. Haha, I believe that everyone here today, like me, is looking forward to someone who can break through The undefeated mythical Death Fighter appears, okay, I won’t give in, so now, let’s welcome this supernatural Death Fighter from the central galaxy Pyla Civilization, the versatile general!”

[Unlike the indifference when I appeared, the audience burst into extremely enthusiastic cheers and screams the second they saw the Variety General appear. The deafening intensity almost lifted the ceiling of the entire arena. Except for a few die-hard fans who supported me and were still waving flags and cheering, almost every audience member was shouting at the top of his lungs towards the contestant tunnel, shouting the name of his opponent, and it seemed that they were already standing on the ring ground and holding on to the iron. I was so trapped that I curled my lips and rolled my eyes...]

【why? 】

[Because this so-called ever-changing general has been changing his physical features since he came out of the contestant tunnel. The audience at the scene has also become more and more enthusiastic because of his showy performance. There are even several people who want to sacrifice themselves. The female spectators were so excited that they couldn't help but screamed and rushed out of the viewing area. They wanted to take a close look at the handsome appearance of the alien death fighter. Unfortunately, before they could get closer, they were pulled down by the on-site security guards. The host was so funny that I could only...]

"Hahaha, I understand your friends' feelings after seeing aliens die, but please abide by the rules and regulations in the competition venue and do not affect the contestants..."

[After giving instructions, he took the time to glance at the start time of the game, and his tone immediately became excited...]

"In addition, this match is different from the past. Its uniqueness lies in the true identity of General Variety. He is actually a guard vanguard of the Pyla Trading Group. Although he has never participated in any death match, he is just a member of the Interstellar Trading Group. The title of the regiment's guard is enough to prove his extraordinary strength..."

"So whether this extraordinary game will end with the fall of the undefeated king, Mr. Qi Qi, or whether it will end with the defeat of the alien envoy General Variety in the first battle, then let us wait and see and look forward to the performance of the two of them. !”

[While the loudspeaker was explaining, General Variety had already faced the gradually weakening atmosphere. With the support of several staff members, he stood in the iron cage of the ring competition. At the same time, his body appearance also changed. It continued to change and become stable, and finally condensed into a man whose height, body shape and appearance were almost exactly the same as mine. Well, he was basically another me! 】

[Although I knew this was a deliberate psychological tactic on his part, I still rolled my eyes out of the phone screen...]

"Dude, that's not necessary, is it?"

"What? Don't you like yourself?"

[The Variety General leaned on the chain with a smile, shaking his competition uniform like Wukong's Taoist uniform, while pretending to be surprised and nodding and analyzing...]

"Oh, I understand. It may not be that you don't like yourself. Maybe you just don't like the competition uniform. Is it because it doesn't fit well? That's right. A childish kid wearing adult clothes will indeed feel a little uncomfortable... "

"You are so funny..."

[Seeing that the bell didn’t ring for a long time, I understood that this was the betting time specially reserved by the organizer for the audience, so I leaned on the chain like him, sighing boredly...]

"Oh, but let me tell you, you are also a trading group in the central galaxy after all. If you don't do business properly, what's the point of going out into this muddy water? Are you just idle and bored?"

"Are you asking knowingly?"

[He raised his right hand nonchalantly, and as if to demonstrate, he kept changing it into tiger claws, eagle hooks, tentacles, stone fists, hand swords, etc., causing the audience to scream in excitement...]

"If I guess correctly, what you used should not be a body stimulating drug, but some kind of biological mixture, right? To tell you the truth, no matter where you got the biological mixture, or which galaxy you came from, your behavior It has destroyed the balance of the death match, and at the same time affected the interests of many big shots, so it shouldn’t be a cause for concern if everyone pooled their money to let me settle the trouble you caused, right?”

"Oh~"

[Looking at the dazzling magic show on his hands, a sense of solemnity and fear suddenly flashed through my heart, but on the surface I still raised my chin in a pretense of surprise...]

"There was so much foreshadowing, I thought you really came to trouble me for the sake of the fairness of the competition. It turns out it's still for money. Okay, I'll try to see how much you weigh in a moment. Two, don’t just talk, you can’t…”

"000000~"

[I don’t know if it’s to target someone, but every time when I give a speech, the bell will ring without warning. Fortunately, I have become accustomed to the organizer’s secretive style of doing things, so I quickly leave the next second. He took off the chain, turned his head and took a step to the left, barely dodging the sudden tentacle stab aimed at the head from the Variety General...]

"Hey, sneak attacks are not a good habit!"