Vasco didn't stop.
Most fighters had patterns. Even the best had openings. But Vasco? His pressure was relentless.
Wei dodged a left hook, only for a powerful front kick to come right after. He barely sidestepped, but Vasco was already throwing a spinning elbow.
Wei deflected it, shifting his stance **Kali Arnis footwork **using angles to evade rather than absorb the attacks.
But even as Wei moved, Vasco grinned. "You're fast! But let's see how long you can run!"
Without warning, Vasco lunged.
Not with a punch. Not with a kick.
A tackle.
Wei's instincts screamed at him Vasco wasn't just a striker. He was an all-around powerhouse. If he got taken down...
Too late.
Vasco's shoulder crashed into Wei's torso, and for the first time in a long while.
Wei was lifted off his feet.
The Fall
Most fighters would panic.
But Wei?
He adapted.
The moment his back hit the ground, he twisted his hips wrapping his legs around Vasco's arm.
An armbar.
Vasco's grin didn't even fade. "Oh, nice!"
Instead of struggling, Vasco powered through.
With raw strength alone, he lifted Wei off the ground while still trapped in the armbar.
Wei's eyes widened.
"No way"
Vasco slammed him down.
The Lock
Wei hit the concrete but didn't lose focus.
Instead, he used Vasco's momentum, rolling into a triangle choke.
Vasco staggered, but instead of panicking, he grinned.
"Man, you're really good!"
Wei ignored the compliment, tightening his hold. Most people would tap. Most people wouldn't be able to breathe.
But Vasco was still standing.
Still smiling.
Then, with ridiculous strength he lifted Wei again.
Wei knew what was coming.
He let go before Vasco could slam him again, flipping backward to gain distance.
Both fighters stood.
Both still breathing steady.
The rooftop was dead silent.
Then Vasco laughed.
"HAHA! That was awesome!"
Wei didn't laugh, but for the first time in a while he smirked.
This wasn't just a fight.
This was fun.