Christopher match.
After Dorian crushed his opponent, the next match was announced "OH MY IT ARE SECOND ANNOUNCER CHRISTOPHER VS KAKU KAIOU". Christopher jumps down landing in the ring "so I just have to beat an old man".
The Kaku appears smiling Looking at Christopher "shall we". Christopher closes his eyes, waiting for the gong. He opens them. disappearing he forms behind, The Kaku swiping his hand like claw. Towards him, the old man jumps up.
Avoiding the hit, Christopher kicking off the ground. A cloud of dust bursting up the Kaku looks around. Christopher lifts his hands up, slamming them. Together, the dust blows towards the walls, dispersing in contact.
"seems I'll have to limit my strength" he shifts his hands back to his sides moving his foot forwards he pulls his arm back "air cannon" his hand burst forwards the air In front of him flowing like water shots out in a tidal wave.
The Kaku's eyes widen. Jumping up like a rabbit he flips over it landing on his feet liken to a cat, Christopher darts forwards swiping his claw-like hands again. The Kaku forms energy into his hand, clashing with Christopher's.
The explosive KI and Qi manifesting physical representations of beast Christopher steps back. Spinning, he lands on the wall, connecting to it "to be capable of such prowess". Christopher's eyes narrow at the Kaku, positioning himself in Horse's stance.
Christopher leans his knees forwards moving 1-foot backwards "1 Exchange" The Kaku Smirks "Confident are we" 2 wings emerge "using anymore would destroy the Arena completely Thurlein" a beam strikes the ground creating a barrier around the audience.
Christopher inhales, bursting forwards with Innate Power. A western Dragon limb illusions itself over his arm. It claws sharper than blades, Kaku shifts his stance pulling back an insane violet energy envelop him.
"HO!" Thrusting it forwards, both clash the wings, folding their power, added to the first the Kaku Shots, backwards smashing into the wall as death is in front of him. "The reaper of soul", its scythes slowly wraps around the Kaku neck.
His eyes wide fading prominently Christopher laughing "even the Reaper scythe can't take you yet Kaku I'll see you when you wake up". They Take the Kaiou out Dorian watching it eyes wide the wings on Christopher's back disappear appearing back in the announcer booth. "AND THE NEW CHINESE FIGHTING TEAM WILL BE FORMED!"
The Other announcer looks at him Confused "what do you mean?" Christopher, Smirks "WELL THE KAKU IS IRRITATED FROM THE EMBARRASSMENT OF THE OTHER KAIOU TERRIBLE DEFEATS OF COURSE SO HE DECIDED TO TAKE ONLY THE BEST OF THE BEST"
"THE FIRST OF MATCHES AMERICA'S UNCHAINED BISCUIT OLIVIA VS CHINA'S DEATH TOUCH RAHON SHOBUN!". After finishing both of them walk out of their selected area's "AND BISCUIT WARPS IN FROM THE ARIZONA STATE PRISON AND RAHON SHOBUN FROM … Anybody got an idea where he came from aside from Taiwan because I don't"
Shobun ignores it. "LET THE FIGHT BEGIN!" Oliva takes off his shirt, his massive muscle surprising the audience. Shobun was merely expressionless. The audience chatters on about how big his muscles are. Olivia approaches Shobun, lifting 1. arm. He slams it down towards Shobun.
He lifts his arm above him, 1 finger pointing up the fist, impacting his arm. "Wow, that some bullshit right there". he forces is transferred through him like a ball compressing, smashing into the ground under him, breaking apart the concrete.
"AND WHAT IS THIS DAMAGE TO THE ARENA WHAT HOW IS THAT POSSIBLE IT PURE CEMENT!" Lying through his teeth he explains it loudly "Biscuit Shifts his other arm, flinging it towards him Shobun Spitting on him blinds 1 eye.
"HE HAS TAKEN HIS HANDS FROM HIS POCKETS" Shobun eyes remain closed biscuit's eyes widening. He takes a few steps back, blood drips from his side. "By the way, not even bullets can penetrate my body".
Christopher pulls out a sniper loading into a shell. He straight up shot it through biscuit abdomen, the bullet cleanly pressing the skin down but falling down shortly after. "Ya that not a joke on his part, not even a high calibre sniper can do damage to him, so how the fuck did you make him bleed with a spear technique".
The sniper vanish "aw" biscuit says, rubbing the spot hit being his major pectoralis. "That shot didn't hurt. If I was aiming to kill you, I would've just blown you apart with a plasma round." biscuit laughs "get back to fighting".
Oliva leans forwards Slowly Moving he speeds up to a dash Dashing forwards he reaches out his arm Shobun dodging it steadily placing his foot on the ground. He launches it up into the air, smashing Oliva's chin, lifting him off the ground.
"WHAT IS THIS BISCUIT JUST GOT SENT FEET OFF THE GROUND WITH THAT WEIGHT" Biscuit lands a distance away on his feet. Shobun, hands still in his pockets, breathing thickly, he sighs. "I See I thought you were relaxed, but it was actually quite the opposite".
"You have to keep your hands in your pockets. You can't take them out, huh." Biscuit arms leer out, spreading his feet as he narrows his eyes. "It's happening on the Stage That's The Kial". Biscuit grins, Barrelling his fist towards Shobun.
Shobun removes 1 hand from his pocket. It darts forward, hitting Biscuit's chin in his eyes, rolling up as his smile turns to a frown. His feet move off the ground, his eyes vibrating in his skull. Shobun's hands dart back towards his pocket.
drawing his other 1, he slams it against the temple 1 finger into his ears as biscuit's Eyes wide veins bloodshot Christopher smirks "WHAT IS GOING ON THE UNCHAINED GRAB HIS EARS AS IF THEY Were BLAST BY A HIGH FREQUENCY.
"Kial literally Means hidden stance." Yuujirou smiles genuinely "That's right, learn it Baki" Baki's face remains expressionless "do I need to learn my opponent's skills what for." Yuujirou smirks arrogantly, "Carefully observer your Opponent's best skills. If they are good, use those techniques against them. It pisses them off".
Biscuit's face shifts into a grin and arched brows. "oh Crap I screwed it up. I forgot to work" he stands up. "My eardrums hurt like hell you're staring at me for the first time." his hands reach out to the sides.
Shifting down, he puts them in his speedo "my god biscuit that quite the tactic," Christopher says Smirking "but who am I just the announcer with a bit of skill"