Uemura! We’ll keep fighting until the end. Hey! You… Are you ticked off or not? I am! That’s not loud enough! I am! Louder! I am! More! I am ticked off! Let’s keep fighting.
As much as you can! As much as you can! As much as you can! Honestly, I’m very annoyed. That they always cheat. But I knew that, before the match started. A strong wrestler… Should… Go beyond all obstacles to
get the win, in the end. However…
I’m feeling frustrated as hell. This was not the match I wanted to have. But I have surpass their tricks
in order to get to the top. Thank you. That was déjà vu, wasn’t it? He’s too lively.
What’s with that? I’m beat. Hey, the losers should leave the ring immediately.
That’s not right. He couldn’t help the young one,
but he’s giving him praise? That’s pretty dumb. Tiger Mask?
He was just standing around, wasn’t he? He really is pretty slow. He was useless tonight. Hey… They’re looking for applause.
Doesn’t he got something better to do? Think a bit.
What the hell are you doing? It’s rare to see Nobu get that angry. That was scary. No more.
We still have to go drinking after this. I hate drinking with him
when he’s in a bad mood. Uemura! Was that his name?
I don’t really remember. He’s quite strong.
What was that he used? A Half Boston Crab? That move is used often in Mexico. He must have heard about it from Volador or Titán. He’s good, isn’t he?
He’s super hungry. Compared to him,
what did that yellow ghost have to contribute? He’s useless. But, Nobu already said that.