Luck doesn't come twice.
And if it manages to come twice, it wouldn't be in a row.
At the count of eight, Axel and Rowan swung themselves into the ring in unison just as if they had planned it.
With widened eyes, Arnold stood still on one end of the ring corner, stealing glances at both of them as he gasped slightly.
This time, the two men decided to approach him with slow steps, understanding that he would always use their attack from speed as an advantage.
Slowly they approached him at the ring corner, and when Arnold attempted to escape, they would obstruct that path, sending him back to the corner.
'Ah, shit! I guess I just have to run out of the ring.' Arnold thought.
Without even sparing more hesitation, Arnold slid down and left the ring in the blink of an eye. However, while thinking that he had made a smart move, Axel and Rowan suddenly dashed out of the ring as well, splitting themselves to block any escapable route.
Rowan guarded the left while approaching, Axel fenced the right. At the rare was the vast fans' area, Arnold wouldn't just go over the barricade and escape. If he tries doing this, the fans would see him as nothing but a pathetic, frail figure.
The only way out of this was to get back into the ring... Or confront the opponents.
Arnold sighed confusedly.
Axel and Rowan were already coming close, leaving him with little time to ponder. Not wanting to clash against them at the ringside to avoid being slammed on the announce table, Arnold quickly threw himself back into the ring.
However, it was just a matter of time before these cruel opponents could understand his tricks. Just as Arnold attempted to run back into the ring, four fists came clenching on his ankles...
Truth be told, two fists were giving him a hard feeling... It was as though a hard huge rock had fallen on his leg, aiming to crush his bones.
Before he could know it, Arnold was pulled as if like a sword from its scabbard, falling and pitching face-first unto the hard mat at the outside of the ring.
It hurts...
It hurts so badly.
It was as if his nose was broken, however, what came after his fall caused even more pain.
Axel and Rowan stumped their foot on Arnold severally, trying to weaken his limbs. Raged, Axel Stone launched an elbow slam on Arnold's neck, causing him to groan in pain.
"Arghh!"
They kept trying to take Arnold down, delivering leg drops and stumps. When it already seemed satisfying, they threw Arnold to the outside after taking him into the ring and dealing with him for a while. Although many thought that was the end of his torture, Axel in particular wasn't done yet.
Following Arnold to the outside, Axel grabbed Arnold by his neck. Before beginning the match, Arnold had pulled off the red leather jacket, exposing almost all parts of his torso. Although he wasn't the type of wrestler who wore pants, he was wearing a trunk in his "private realm".
With a fierce impact, Axel dragged Arnold and ran towards one corner of the ringside. Due to his slight unconsciousness, Arnold didn't notice where he was being dragged.
'Maybe it's the announce table. My back's gonna hurt so badly.' Arnold panicked.
*Bang*
His guesses were wrong!
Instead of being slammed on the announce table, Arnold felt himself clashing against the metal stairs.
"Whoa Oh Oh! Axel Stone sent Max Fury against the stairs!!!"
"And..."
*Boom*
"He sent him against the barricade as well!!! You can see the dark glints burning in Axel's eyes. He is a Predator!!! A beast! No one confronts him and remains the same!!!"
The commentators shouted madly and loudly, even the fans were awed by Axel's personified attacks. If one pondered, they would suspect that these two men had got beef lately.
Which was absolutely true.
Axel was making sure to make Arnold pay for his confrontation at the alley backstage. He didn't just send Arnold clashing against the stairs, he also sent him against the barricade, making him destroy a portion.
It was after doing this that he was finally satisfied, seeing Arnold lying on the thick black barricade outside in pain. With an evil smile on his face, he returned to the ring.
Arnold was left lying on the destroyed portion of the black barricade. Although he was feeling a lot of pain, his advanced Endurance still kept him slightly conscious.
It would only take a few times before he would recover... For now, this was the best time to rest. Since there were already two wrestlers in the ring, the referee wouldn't count.
[Hello, host! Good job with the match. You just have to rest for a while, now.]
Arnold was roughly gasping when the system screen appeared in front of him, its voice sounding inside his head.
'Damn it, Advocate! Tell me what to do right now! I'm all screwed up!' Arnold frustratedly shouted at the system, dark glints appearing in the corner of his eyes.
[Oh... That? The best you can do now is to lie here and wait for the right time to strike.]
[Axel might be strong, but he can't maintain his strength for too long. With time, he becomes very exhausted.]
[Rowan Pierce had long been his rival, so he is looking forward to using this strategy on him. This is why he didn't join him to attack you for too long just to make Axel exhausted quickly.]
'Are you saying I should destroy Rowan and pin Axel?'
[Absolutely! Rowan Pierce can retain his strength and endurance for a long, but Axel can't. The reason why you easily defeated him in the university was because he didn't get himself prepared and had looked down on you.]
[This time, Rowan is ready.]
Arnold blinked, understanding.
He silently spent a while observing the two men fighting in the ring. Truly, Axel Stone was a wrestler who used up all his strength in fighting. In the very beginning, he was the tiger, but as time goes on, he becomes the cat.
Although he had delivered several moves to put Rowan away for three seconds, Rowan Pierce was just too strong and enduring to give up.
Axel's control over the game suddenly ended in the blink of an eye after Rowan Pierce launched a Bellynod.
With a rush, he delivered a Splash from the top of the ring corner, causing Axel's chest and belly to feel a devastating, excruciating pain.
Quickly he covered, summoning the referee to begin the count.
"ONE. TWO. TH..."
An arm suddenly came destroying the count, sending Rowan to fall at the side. Not enough, this same arm grabbed Rowan and threw him outside the ring, incidentally falling against the barricade.
It was Max Fury!
Throwing Rowan outside the ring, Arnold rushed over to Axel and covered.
Dropping to his knees with a stunned glare on his face, the official began to count.
Every second felt like an eternity...
But... There was no way Axel would be kicked out, right?
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[A/N: I don't know what you guys feel about my way of writing the wrestling match scene. Please let me know in the comments.]
[Pleas, go read the auxillary chapter at the extreme top of all chapters list. Really important!]