Pro Wrestling System

All eyes were fixed on the ring, straight up to one spot. As the count began, the whole arena was soaked in a pool of utter complication.

"ONE!"

[Just a kick-out host and you can go back to sleep. I know you can do this!]

"TWO!"

[You are Max Fury! The young wonder fighter would never give up. You fought countless cruel men and still came out victorious, surely you can still prevail over this.]

[Just kick out!]

"THRE... Ohh!!!"

"OH MY GOD! You must be kidding me!!! Max Fury kicked out to Jerry Blaze's Stunner!!!"

"That's so unbelievable!"

Arnold, raising his shoulder and kicking out, laid back and gasped faintly right after.

Jerry Blaze's eyes burned in shock, seeing Max Fury kick out before the count of three. With his mouth widely opened, he stood up from the black mat and stroke a glance at Arnold.

'Holy... Shit!'

The once-cold supporters of Max Fury were suddenly set free from the shackles of doubt and confusion, reigniting the arena with thunderous shouts and cheers.

Jerry Blaze made a quick finishing attack, but unfortunately for him, he failed!

Although Arnold was still feeling intense pain from both the attack and the Stunner, he rolled to one corner of the ring and grabbed on the ropes for support.

Soon, he tried to stand up resting against the turnbuckles, but just as he did, Jerry Blaze didn't give him a breathing space.

A strike came against Arnold's belly with a great impact, as though a blunt fat spear had come hitting stomach. With that attack delivered against him, again, Arnold fell to the mat, clutching his belly with painful groans.

Jerry who never dared to waste a second in giving his opponent every torture that he needed for him to win quickly dragged Arnold out of the corner, although not to the middle of the ring, it seemed he was about to deliver a Splash!

With hopes that his opponent was down, the champion climbed up to the top turnbuckle. However, when he was on the verge of diving to deliver the Splash, he suddenly saw a masculine figure charge at him from nowhere and climb to the top of the turnbuckle.

Before he could know it, he was pinned in Max Fury's arm, falling against the mat with his back after a suplex from above.

Jerry Blaze was forced to feel an intense all through his spine, failing to stand up for quite a moment. Max Fury on the other hand also laid close to his opponent, feeling the effect of the slam.

A vertical suplex usually harms both the deliverer and the victim, thus, the strike also added to the already existing he was feeling.

Nevertheless...

Arnold still covered.

"One. Two..."

Jerry Blaze kicked out roughly.

Soon, both men stood on their feet and began a gaze exchange session.

Gradually, the system was helping the pain disappear, making Arnold recover. Although the attack from the alleyway caused great damage to Arnold, the system was still doing a great job of wiping them away as soon as possible.

Soon enough to make its host recover.

Arnold didn't know who those masked men were, but whoever they were, wherever they came from, they would surely pay!

He pledged.

Jerry Blaze no longer saw a beaten and weakened figure in front of him, the shiny glints that always burned inside Max Fury's eyes were back!

His stance seemed to have been strengthened as he clenched his fist. Visibly, it was as if the championship match was just beginning right now.

Jerry Blaze never panicked, after all, he believed Max Fury couldn't take him out no matter what.

Although he might have won a Fatal Five-way Elimination and Triple Threat Match, Jerry claimed Max couldn't defeat him.

He charged at Arnold and attempted to punch him in the face, but Arnold quickly dodged and kicked hard against his belly. Quickly, Arnold pulled Jerry Blaze in between his legs, raised him, and slammed him against the mat for a Powerbomb.

"That's a great impact! Max Fury really possessed great strength." A commentator shouted.

While the fans cheered, it motivated Arnold to strike more. Arnold wanted to finish it when he had the chance as well.

He quickly pinned the champion's neck and launched a Neckbuster, causing the congregation to set the arena on the verge of eruption.

Hastily, he crawled to the champion's lying spot and covered, the count beginning.

"Could we have a new champion in three seconds???!"

"One!"

"Two!"

"..."

"OHH MY! Jerry Blaze kicked out of Max Fury's finisher as well. What an awesome match!"

Arnold's eyes widened, his lips separating.

'What? What the... WHAT??!"

[Neckbuster might be great, but there are still many powerful wrestlers who could kick out of it, host.]

The system sounded.

'What? Why?!'

[The Endurance of certain wrestlers might have reached or passed the level of the finisher. This is a state of capability, host.]

Arnold glared bitterly.

'Then... What should I do now?' He asked, frustrated.

[You can try the Sharpshooter submission move, and if he finds a way to escape tapping out, then let Sorrowful Kiss come in.]

Arnold nodded.

Remembering the unforgiving harm the Sorrowful Kiss finisher was capable of causing, Arnold couldn't help but smile.

While practicing, the system usually calculates the amount of damage caused by every move. Sorrowful Kiss appeared to have almost double the damage the Neckbuster can cause, making it a clear killer!

While, Jerry Blaze still lay on the mat, trying to rise, Arnold delivered a Stump to weaken him more.

The match was becoming more interesting.

With Jerry Blaze halfway unconscious, Arnold made him kneel in the middle of the ring.

Sorrowful Kiss was a knee strike best launched with the opponent on his knees so Arnold wasn't planning on making any mistake.

With Jerry on his knees, gasping faintly, Arnold charged at him, ready to deliver the new, terrifying Sorrowful Kiss finisher.

However...

While the youngster thrust his knee to deliver the great strike, he felt himself being carried on two muscular shoulders.

And the next moment, it was a hard banging slam on the thick, black mat.

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