Human World, Hanging Neck Island.
"Well, you're the only one left, Clown." James said with a smile after Juri announced him as the winner. "Why don't you roll the dice and see who will kick your ass in the next match."
Although Onji, gritted his teeth at the fact James simply referred to him as, "Clown," He knew that James was right. The only thing he could do was roll the dice. Then, he would be able to show Team Urameshi the foley off their ways.
"Very well!" Onji said in a theatrical tone as he tore off the rest of the disguise, the Edo era clothing he was wearing. Instead, he now wore a bright pink clown costume as he spoke. "I will show you the power of Team Uraotogi's true leader!"
While Onji continued to boast and build himself up as some kind of ultimate power in this world, Kuwabara finally rushed back into the arena. When he finally made it back to the rest of his team, he stopped to catch his breath.
"I'm not late, am I?" Kuwabara asked after getting his breathing under control.
"You are, by about four hundred seconds." Hiei remarked.
"Then, who fought after me?" Kuwabara asked in a curious tone.
"After you, J fought Shishiwakamaru." Kurama replied. Then, he pointed to the rubble that Shishiwakamaru was still lying on top of. "And as you can see, J won."
"Well, at least he wasn't sent to the old stadium like I was." Kuwabara said in a relieved tone.
"So, that's where you went." Hiei said in a disinterested tone.
Eventually Onji realized that no one was paying attention to him. So, he raised his voice to get their attention on him once again.
"Listen up you fools!" Onji shouted, interrupting the conversation going on at Team Urameshi's side of the ring. "Since I'm the only one left on my team, I'll just roll your dye."
Then, before anyone could comment, Onji threw the dye with Team Urameshi's names on it into the ring. When the dye eventually stopped rolling, it showed Kuwabara's name.
"Yes, now I got a chance to redeem myself!" Kuwabara shouted before leaping into the ring.
At the same time, James shrugged his shoulders and walked to the edge of the ring before hopping off.
"So, any bets on how long the match will last, and who will win?" James asked when he reached the rest of his team.
"No, that fool will step into another trap and that will be the end of it." Hiei said without even looking in James' direction.
"*Sigh* I wish I could argue the opposite, but I know you're right."
"In the sixth match of the round Onji from Team Uraotogi will face off against Kuwabara from Team Urameshi." Juri said, gesturing to both fighters as she introduced them. Now, let the sixth match begin... Fight!"
Once again, Kuwabara created his [Spirit Sword] when the starting signal began. Unlike last time, however, he did not wait for his opponent to prepare a weapon of his own. Instead, he charged forward and began swinging his sword.
"Whoops, missed me... Oh, sorry, better luck next time... Ah, you were so close, don't give up on me now..." Onji continued to shout somewhat encouraging words as he effortlessly dodged Kuwabara's sword strikes, much like Shishiwakamaru had done.
"Damn it!" Kuwabara exclaimed in frustration. "Why won't any of you fight me like a man?"
At that point, Onji had taken some distance and Kuwabara had stopped chasing him due to frustration.
"Fine, ya big baby." Onji said, spreading his arms wide open. "I'll stand right here, and I promise I won't dodge. Is that good enough?"
"Good." Kuwabara said as he began sprinting toward Onji once again.
Meanwhile, as Kuwabara closed the distance, Onji began moving his arms in a circular pattern. Then, he pushed both his palms forward, creating a black and white energy sphere between them.
"Ooh and there's the trap." James said with an amused smile on his face.
"Yeah, and that idiot is going to walk right into it." Hiei added.
Meanwhile, Kurama shifted his gaze between James and Hiei with a small smile on his face.
"It seems the two of you are getting along much better now." Kurama commented.
"Well, that's a good thing, right?" James replied with a smile. "Since he'll be part of my peerage after the tournament ends, after all."
"Well, there's no point in antagonizing someone who's going to die in a few days." Hiei replied at the same time.
"I see." Kurama said in response, deciding that the match was more important.
Meanwhile, Kuwabara had just reached within striking distance of Onji.
"Do you think that little energy ball is gonna be enough to stop me?" Kuwabara shouted as he swung his [Spirit Sword at Onji.
Instead of replying, Onji simply released the energy ball he was holding, allowing it to collide with Kuwabara's attack. However, to everyone's surprise, as soon as it touched the [Spirit Sword] Onji's small energy ball expanded to surround Kuwabara, stopping him in place.
"What the hell is this?" Kuwabara asked in a panic as he could no longer move forward.
"That's my [Dimensional Travel Sphere]." Onji replied. "Since I'm the one who made all the weapons that the rest of my team used, it only stands to reason that I can use the techniques that they could without the equipment."
A moment later, the [Dimensional Travel Sphere] began to rotate and shrink in size.
"Oh, no!" Kuwabara exclaimed. "Not this again!"
A few seconds later, both the [Dimensional Travel Sphere] and Kuwabara disappeared from the ring.
"When we get back to the hotel, I'm gonna have to have a good long talk with my brother." Shizuru said while cracking her knuckles.
The amount of malice dripping from Shizuru's statement was enough to make everyone sitting in the group feel some level of pity for Kuwabara.
Meanwhile, back in the ring, Onji was once again holding the dye that represented Team Urameshi.
"Well, I think we can all agree that he won't be back before the ten count is up, right." Onji said while rolling the die in his right hand. "Since my technique should have sent him to the same place as the Cape of No Return did."
Then, without waiting for anyone to respond, Onji dropped the dye. Everyone waited with bated breath as the dye rolled along the surface of the ring. When it stopped rolling, Onji smiled after seeing who would be his next opponent.
"In the seventh match of the first semi-final Onji will face off against J of Team Urameshi." Juri said, announcing the outcome of the roll.
"Tch!" Hiei clicked his tongue. "Lucky bastard."
Instead of responding, James simply smiled and hopped into the ring again. As he walked, he opened his mouth to talk to Onji.
"I gotta admit, that was pretty slick how you baited Kuwabara into attacking you like that." James said with a friendly smile on his face.
Hearing that, Onji's ego was stroked immediately.
"Of course, I, the Beautiful Suzuka, make everything I do look spectacular." Onji, or Suzuka, said in a proud tone.
"Suzuka, so that's your real name, huh?" James asked.
"No, no, no!" Suzuka interrupted. "It's 'the Beautiful Suzuka.' It's like 'a Tribe Called Quest.' You have to say the whole thing."
"But can't we call you Suzuka for short?" James asked with an innocent expression on his face.
"No!" Suzuka refused energetically.
"Sure, whatever you say, Suzuka." James replied with a shrug. "I'm actually more surprised that you know about a Tribe Called Quest than anything else. Anyway, what was I saying before I was interrupted?"
While James began to stroke his chin in contemplation, Suzuka was growing more irritated by the second at James who would not call him by the proper name.
"Ah, now I remember!" James exclaimed. "I was going to give you a title for how well you baited Kuwabara. From now on, I dub thee the Masturbator *Cough* I mean, Master Baiter."
At that, everyone in the arena, with the exception of Keiko, who was too embarrassed to laugh, and Suzuka, for obvious reasons, began to laugh uproariously.
"Enough!" Suzuka shouted with demonic energy imbued into his shout, silencing the crowd. "Just start the match so that I can show this insolent fool the consequences of mocking me."
"Ahem! Match seven of the round, Suzuka..." Juri said, beginning the prefight introductions as she always does.
"The Beautiful Suzuka!" Suzuka shouted.
"... From Team Uraotogi versus J from Team Urameshi." Juri continued, ignoring Suzuka's interruption. "Let the match begin... Fight!"
Immediately after the match began, Suzuka began spinning in place. As he did, he began to gather his demonic energy on his fingertips. Then, he shot a seven colored beam of demonic energy at James, who did not even bother to start moving away from the attack.
"[Rainbow Cyclone]~~~!" Suzuka shouted in a sing-song voice.
In response to Suzuka's attack, James simply coated his righthand in a thin film of his own demonic energy. Then, when the attack was close enough, he simply slapped it away. To the onlookers, it looked as if he was simply swatting away a fly.
Meanwhile, Suzuka could only look on in disbelief. He had charged as much demonic energy as he possibly could into that attack. Yet he watched James smack it away like it was little more than an annoyance.
"I'm really quite disappointed, Suzuka." James said in a bored tone. "I can feel quite a bit of demonic power inside you. But your body is so weak that you can't even handle using most of it. Hell, your front man, Shishiwakamaru is even stronger than you are at this point."
"Weak?" Suzuka asked in a tone of disbelief. "You said I was weak? My body is weak?"
"Yup... Truth hurts, don't it?" James replied.
Hearing that, Suzuka's face contorted in anger. He then took a body builder pose and began flooding his body with his demonic energy.
"I'll show you how wrong you are.!" Suzuka shouted. "[Body of Steel, Muscle Explosion]!"
With that shout, Suzuka's clothes covering his upper body were shredded to pieces while his legs completely filled out his pants due to his increase in muscle mass. Then, once again, Suzuka began taking on different body building poses.
"Toguro ain't got shit on me!" Suzuka shouted excitedly.
Meanwhile, up in one of the VIP Viewing rooms, Toguro sat a glass of orange juice on the table next to his seat. Then, he looked down at Suzuka and spoke only one word.
"Featherweight."
Back in the ring, Suzuka was completely unaware of Toguro's thoughts. Yet he continued to pose as if there were no greater physical body in the realm.
"Just look at these muscles. How perfectly proportioned they are." Suzuka said, beginning to stroke his own ego. "Neither too bulky nor too slim. Simply perfect... Ugh!"
No longer capable of putting up with the crap that was spewing out of Suzuka's mouth, James, using only his physical strength, dashed forward and punched Suzuka in the jaw. Then, he grabbed the rubber clown nose, pulling it back as far as he could before releasing it to slam into Suzuka's face and break his nose.
After that, James threw almost four hundred strikes in the next ten seconds. In torrents, punches, kicks, elbow strikes, knee strikes, and headbutts landed all over Suzuka's body. By the end, almost half of all the bones in Suzuka's body were broken, more than half his teeth were lying on the ring, both his eyes were swollen shut, his nose was broken, he was bleeding from both his mouth and nose, and all the paint on his face had been knocked off.
To James and everyone else's surprise, Suzuka was still standing after taking a beating like that. However, he was completely still with his arms hanging limply at his sides.
"Did I go too easy on him?" James asked himself while stroking his chin. Then, in a eureka moment, James slapped his right fist into his left hand. "Oh, I know what it is."
A moment later, James placed his left hand on Suzuka's forehead. Then, with the slightest amount of force, he pushed Suzuka's head back. Then, with that little bit of force, Suzuka fell straight back to the ring.
"There, much better." James said, nodding in satisfaction. "He was just unconscious on his feet."
Needless to say, Suzuka was unable to get up before Juri could finish her ten count.
"With that, the round is over." Juri said, raising her voice as she spoke. "The winner of the match and the round is Team Urameshi!"