Pro Wrestling System

Mark ended up reaching 22% perfection in his practice which wasn't bad for a short moment as three hours. However, Arnold, on the other hand, gained quite a satisfying amount of points to his Attack Power.

[You have gained 13 points to your Attack Power.]

[You have gained 3 points to your Agility.]

The fact that two of his finishers required good agility helped him gain three points after the practices, fortunately.

At that point, Arnold had already been observing great changes in his body. The flexibility, the swiftness, and of course, the less-weighty feeling that caused but a smile and a look of disbelief on his face.

He left the training ring with Mark after four hours as they went back to their rooms. It was already midnight at that period, but the massive lights illuminated and devoured every lurking darkness.

When he was back in his room, Arnold attempted to sleep, but he stood up and changed his mind. Pondering for a while, he grabbed his phone and decided to watch Tristan Black's videos.

He also took time to observe and learn some things from other steel cage matches, learning tricks on how to defeat an opponent right in the ring with a pin.

Before he knew it, it was already dawn while he was still roaming through YouTube. It was after watching a lot of videos that Arnold finally had the urge to sleep, but it was already morning...

Although he was sleepy, he had a lot to do today.

Before going to the gym, he invited Mark as usual and they visited the hospital again.

Lila was alone in her room when they walked in, so they decided to have a chat with her before moving to the gym house.

"What's up? You feel good?" Arnold smiled at her and sat on a chair close to the ward bed.

"Getting better... Will be up 30 hours, I guess..."

"Or less... Maybe sooner," Mark interrupted.

Lila glanced at him and nodded.

"You guys are up for a workout? I can see it," Lila said while giving both men a casual glance.

"I have to be ready for the Winner Takes All Match; you know what Tristan did, right?" Arnold asked.

"Of course. He requested that the match should be in a steel cage, judging that you would only be performing poorly since it's going to be your first time," Lila replied.

Arnold saw that she was totally aware of it all and had figured out why Tristan had challenged Arnold to a steel cage match. After a short moment of silence, she sighed and said.

"Well, I had a dream..."

Arnold and Mark had a sharp glint in their eyes at that instant, throwing a gaze at Lila uniformly.

"A dream? About?" Arnold was curious.

"It's about the Winner Takes All Match..."

Lila said and paused, a cold look had appeared on her face that moment.

"What happened?" Mark decided to ask, not finding the suspense funny at all.

Lila hesitated a bit; a hesitant aura could be sensed all over; however, it was clear that she had no choice but to reveal what he dreamt of.

After all, not all dreams are significant.

Arnold does not believe in dreams, either.

"In that dream, you were defeated by Tristan Black and lost your Grindhouse Omega Championship Title. Tristan Black also caused you a deadly injury after a fall from the top of the steel cage to the mat, almost breaking your spine."

"I saw you unconscious for countless days and weeks, and even when you regained consciousness, the injury had ruined your life. Your career seemed to have been destroyed since you could never walk anymore."

While Lila explained, Arnold listened attentively, dark glints sparking around the corner of his eyes.

"And the most disheartening part was that..."

Lila paused again. It only seemed like she was finding it hard to say this one.

"That what?"

Yet, Arnold requested further disclosure; the pleading look on his face was persuading.

"Well, you were betrayed. Betrayed by someone you loved... That's all I saw, and I didn't get to see who this person is, unfortunately," Lila added.

The three figures sighed at the same time... Mark had a complicated look on his face unable to say a word. Lila's face held a deep sense of dread, as though the whole dream was real. Finally, Arnold, who had been listening to what Lila narrated, could only bite his lips, though expressionless.

"Thank you, Lila."

These were the last three words he said before leaving the Patient's Room and leaving the hospital.

"He should be careful... Tristan is not only coming for his title... I can feel it," Lila told Mark.

Mark left the Patient Room after that warning from Lila. With a nod, she caressed her face and evacuated.

"I don't believe in dreams... They are fake and stupid fantasies. Tristan Black cannot defeat me... No way!"

While he walked down to the gym house, there was a mix of feelings in his mind.

It was now certain that Tristan had a different purpose of challenging him for a match. His strange revenge mission had caused a stir all through the internet, and almost the entire professional wrestling universe had been captivated by this event.

Grindhouse Wrestling had sold over twenty thousand tickets, revealing that Capside Centre wouldn't be fit to contain the massive amount of people that would be there for the match.

For the first time in Grindhouse Wrestling's history, ESPN would be sponsoring the show that night due to the vast popularity it had gained.

The match was announced in Rampage and Slamdown, which also added to the rate of interest and attendance.

It was going to be a battle between Grindhouse Wrestling's two strongest men... The faces of the division, and the champions of the company.

In the end, there would only be one winner...

And only one loser...

One crowned double champion.

And one stranded loser.

In the end, one will rise to the very top of the entire roster.

While the other will join the group of average, struggling wrestlers.

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