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Zack met Gorm's blow with his fist, colliding knuckle to knuckle and squashing the force between them, sending it crashing across both of their arms to slice them both to ribbons. Now they'd be met, fist to fist, just a contest of raw strength at this point.

The Dojo fell around them, walls crumbling, people running in terror. But thanks to Mienshao, the roof was kept away from the arenas and spectators. Or in other words, what would be left would be a bunch of rings with probably terrified, potentially ecstatic, people around them and bits of rubble, wood and concrete, piled about.

If the combatants were man enough, they'd still be fighting in spite of all the destruction. Or they might use it as an excuse to run away. Nobody was hurt anyways.

Just before the collapse of the dojo, Robby Tobb, who was outside now, would fart, and, almost like fate, the dojo would fall. He would look back, shocked, then look around. "Oops." And then the lad would run with all the speed of his gravity-defying weight-shifting.

It was a contest of power now. The debris kicked up a cloud of dust that hid them within. Gorm smirked and his arms would increase in power suddenly, a thrust with both arms to thrust Zack backward and out of the ring with a sudden burst of force.

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The dojo fell around Henrietta who sat up. She'd been announced the winner, and all she had to do was show the entire dojo her panties. The mask hid her bright red face as she sat there, in almost disbelief.

What the ********?

Gorm would depart after the count out for Zack ended. Gorm had won his match. "On to round two," he said, as if destroying the entire dojo didn't hinder the tournament at all.

"At least I saved the egg," Wayne said, holding it up. Well, Solosis had managed to save the thing from being crushed using his Telekinesis, but nobody ever gave Solosis credit.

"You should probably give it back to the owner," Elizabeth said, "Though he's probably going to be upset right now. Maybe if you just put it down somewhere?"

"Eggs are ********' stupid anyway," Zack muttered before getting grabbed by another 'Language!' pinch and flinching.

Avan won his match through a fluke and the power of friendship.

Because that's how npcs work.

Him having no fighting skills in the least only proved the first sentence further.

Blackbird couldn't help but notice that Wayne's adopted mother was absolutely stunning. He thanked the heavens that he had a beard today. If he didn't, there would have been a chance that he might accidentally charm her. And then he'd have to deal with Zack.

After that fight? No way.

"Zeraaa~shasha, I'm much more of rambler then a fighter. It seems like your dad is the real deal, though." He stood up to meet Wayne's parents, grabbing his walking stick and slinging his violin over his shoulder in the process.

"That was something impressive, man. You've got a sweet rhythm to your fighting style," the musician told Zack as he held out a hand for a respecting handshake. "Not to mention you rocked the house down."

Well, now s**t had turned to s**t. They would be safe thanks to Mienshao, but Salieri was in the zone. She couldn't have cared less about the current state of the building. Right now, she had Robert right where she wanted him.

With her full weight forward on the axe kick, Robert would not be able to push Salieri forwards and away. Instead, all he would be able to do would be to stop her force, which meant it was time for a new attack.

When Robert's arm shot up, Salieri grabbed onto it with one hand immediately from under his elbow. Her iron grip kept it locked in place, with the only place to move it being backwards. She wouldn't be able to get elbowed now.

Her other leg, the one that she had used to jump off of, snapped forward as she tilted her body to the side to follow through with the motion. While Robert leaned his upper body to the side, he was also leaning in towards a rocketing leg that would now probably kick him in the face.

And finally, with her other hand, she quickly pressed her fingers to the side of Robert's rising knee. With her body's new position, she was tilted sideways in the air horizontally. The knee would safely pass up right by her while her snap kick would go for Robert's moving head.

All of their limbs save for Robert's bruised leg would be in use now, and that one limb was holding both of their weights. Unless Robert leaned backwards all the way instantaneously, he'd most likely receive a kick in the face. And in either event, he'd probably end up toppling over soon from either the sheer lack of balance caused by supporting his and Salieri's moving bodies on one wounded leg, the incoming kick in the face, or both. When the inevitable fall was to happen, Salieri would attempt to roll away and resume her stance.