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Match 4 Alexander Flesas vs Viktor "The Russian Experiment" Miller

Viktor's Corner.

"Viktor, did you get the pre fight doze?''His employer asked while raising an eyebrow. Viktor saw his employer and just held in for a couple of seconds before he actually talked

"This fight will be assured Mr. Blaese." coldly responded the russian.

"I'm not worried of you losing Viktor." "However, do not think this fight will go easy as expected. I have a gut feeling this fighter you going to fight will pull something. That I do not know, but it's best to be on guard."

Alexander's Corner.

In the other locker room Alexander was getting his dynamic stretches in, but couldn't really get in the zone for the fight. It was quite the opposite. He just couldn't stop thinking about that man. About, Viktor.

Viktor was no ordinary man, he was the ''Russian Experiment'' after all. While Alexander's usual playfulness was being lost by the second, he was also losing the desire to challenge himself. Fear was starting to creep into his mind.

At that exact moment he felt a huge slap on his back, it was Lysander Martinos.

"Boy you got every reason to be afraid, but you also have every reason to be excited, this fight is going to be one for the ages, just remember that if you lose your true self you have already lost the match before it even starts". The older fighter said with a smile.

Confidently he fixed his posture, put his chest out while having a huge smile on his face and just said those three words to Lysander.

"I got it". And he stepped into the arena.

''Let's see what he is made of then. It's been a while since I've seen a pankrationer of his caliber fight''. Lysander said with a grin.

''I trust you won't find yourself disappointed Mr. Champion. He mastered the martial art of Pankration to a degree I never could, and he still has much potential left for improvement''. Alex's grandfather exclaimed with playful eyes as he looked at the middle-aged warrior.

''As one Champion of the Kronos Matches to another, Mr. Flesas. It's a shame we couldn't duke it out with your grandson while in Greece.'' Lysander Martinos said with a smile. This fighter Alexander was going to be the future of this sport. He had the talents, but it's up to fate to decide what will become of him.

The Arena

Standing at the center of the arena, Katahara Sayaka briefly looked among the audience before she finally placed the microphone close to her lips and shouted:

"Ladiiiiiiiiiiiies and Gentlemeeeeeeen get your phones out get your cameras out because this fight is something you want to talk about to your grandchildren, PREPARE TO WITNESS A BLOODBATH, PREPARE TO WITNESS A SPECTACLE"

"Coming straight from Russia, the dominating force behind Tradopolis's overwhelming presence in the Kengan Association, a symbol of absolute power, VIKTOR "THE RUSSIAN EXPERIMENT" MILLEEEEEEEEER"

"And from the other side of the arena comes a young man that is in the search for power, from the outskirts of mountain Olympus, Greece. This in his first ever Kengan Fight representing Dairy Freaaaak, here comes, ALEXANDEEER FLESSSAAAAAAS"

Alexander noticed that Viktor is serious, like always. So, he thought that he could light the mood a bit before the fight.

"Hey I'm Alexander it's an honor to fight you, let's fight to our hearts content". Alexander kindly exclaimed.

Viktor noticed Alexander's playful vibe and chose to just shut him off by not saying a word. His serious demeanor was intaimating, but the fighting spirit was there in the arena.

The Fight

"Keep it clean guys, you know the rules, you know my instructions are absolute, I don't want to see any disobedience else this fight will be cancelled" The referee, Cheetah Hatori, said with a serious look.

At that, both fighters get to their stance, Alexander just hoped to his feet while letting his whole body loose. Viktor goes to his high Muay Thai stance.

"BEGIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIN".

At the referee's signal Alexander goes straight for his low stance rushing all the way in, Cerberus Lunge. But Viktor grabs him by the hair and throws him aside like a ragdoll.

At that moment. Alex's doubt started hitting him again.

"How was that man able to make my most powerful charge look like a mere walk in the park?" he said to himself as he got up and dusted himself off and then he went to his low stance again.

Viktor on the other hand was unmoved, he didn't move an inch, he just waited. "Having overwhelming power is truly boring," he thought to himself.

Then Alex charged forward again.

'Come one Alexander, if it didn't work once it won't work the second time''. Shouted Lysander from the stands.

At that moment, Alex then surprised everyone in the stadium as he faked his double leg takedown attempt and instead went for a huge leg kick for the right knee. A huge BOOM! echoed throughout the arena, when the sand settled the kick did really connect. For a moment, the audience were silent. That kick sounded like a gunshot, what kind of power did this young fighter produce?.

''Yee, that's more like it!" Shouted Lysander from the stands as he took another bite from his hot dog. Just those mere words brought realization back to the people watching. The fight was still going on.

However, Viktor remained unfazed as usual. "Good kick'' Viktor hissed behind his teeth. ''Now let me try." he said, going for a low kick of his own.

Mere moments later Alex was on his knee, his right leg was bruised, the low kick did its trick.

However, the young fighter stood up with a huge ass grin on his face and simply said.

"Keep it going friend, let's have some fun.''

Viktor was finally starting to enjoy his fight. He had to put in some effort to keep his mouth from smiling.

Alex then started to jump while letting his whole body loose, his tempo seemed a bit off, he went from quick to slow and to quick again, Viktor seemed puzzled, he hadn't seen something like this again, Alex then started coming towards Viktor with small hops.

"He is doing it, isn't he?'' Lysander said as he turned to face Alex's grandfather.

''Oh yes, he seems to be going off-tempo, we are going to watch a prodigy at work." The old man said and stood up from his seat for a better view. He had a bit of a grin on his face. Did he truly think his grandson can win?

As Alex went inside Viktor's kicking range, Viktor went for a huge uppercut.

He called this move ''The Knockout Punch''. As his fist was approaching Alex's face, he quickly dropped all of his body to his low stance.

''Does this idiot have a death wish? He's charging his head towards my uppercut. I guess if he dies, he dies" thought Viktor.

One millisecond before Viktor's punch landed, Alex slipped by it. Viktor's eyes opened up with surprise as his fist went up high, literally punching air. As he looked down, he saw Alex, on the ground and who, from there, went for a big uppercut of his own.

Viktor tried to put his arm down to protect himself from the upcoming attack. But before he could form a guard Alex's uppercut found its target, and the world started spinning.

The whole stadium went silent as Viktor seemed to be shaken by the uppercut. At his opponent's moment of instability Alex saw his opening, his one chance to end the fight and went for a huge overhead punch.

" WHAT IS GOING ON ALEX SEEMS TO PUSH VIKTOR TO THE ROPES AND HE GOES FOR THIS HUGE OVERHEAD, IS HE GOING TO END THE FIGHT WITH THAT MONSTROUS PUNCH? screamed Sayaka, but it was far from over.

Viktor forced his mind out of the mild concussion and caught the young man's punch with vigor. ''Impressive, very impressive, but you still have a long ahead before you actually truly hurt me, kid" Said Viktor as a small grin formed at the end of his lip.

Then Viktor simply lifted the boy from the hand and proceeded to throw him to the wall. Alex flew straight to the wall as he got launched by the blonde giant. He tried to embrace the impact by going in on his back and he just flinged his arms on the wall to reduce the impact. It did work, Alex only seemed to have some small bruises on his back.

Alex watched the crowd around him then stared directly at Viktor and at this moment he seemed to inhale a big chunk of oxygen.

"YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH THIS IS WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT, YO VIKTOR DON'T LEAVE NOTHING ON THE TANK LET'S GO ALL OUT." shouted Alex with all his might.

"Come kid, I'm ready." replied Viktor. The stance the russian was giving off was producing bad vibes. It was like whatever was inside of him was about to be unleashed.

Alex charged straight to Viktor from his low stance, and as Viktor got ready to try and predict what Alex was about to do Alex started to slow down.

At this instance Viktor relaxed his shoulder as he thought Alex's damage finally caught up to him ''It took a while, but looks like this is it''. Viktor thought to himself.

The instant this thought crossed Viktor's mind, however, Alex-

''CHARGED FORWARD AGAIN WITH ALL HIS MIGHT AS HE WENT FOR THE CERBERUS LUNGE AGAIN," WHAT WAS THIS, IT WAS LIKE AN INSTANT FLASH HAPPENED WHEN HE STOPPED" Sayaka shouted through her microphone.

"Huh, good job gramps, you really taught everything you knew to the kid" said Karonkas, Alex's employer, referring to Alex's grandfather.

What Karonkas was saying is that Alex used the Minus Tempo technique, a technique where the fighter seems to be going from 0 to 100 to an instant, this makes an illusion because when you slow down your eyes get adapted to this kind of low speed so when somebody goes from 0 to a 100 again it seems like lighting passed.

"Come on please work this time" thought Alex and at this moment a huge CRACK! echoed the arena, the Cerberus Lunge connected. And Viktor's knee seemed to bend a little.

At this moment as hope filled Alex's heart he got picked up by Viktor, yet again, and lifted all the way up to the air.

" He truly acknowledges the kid. He wouldn't go for the Russian Guillotine otherwise" whispered Tradepolis CEO to himself

" Sorry but this ends here kiddo, you actually managed to tear some of my PCL, if i didn't turn my leg a little bit before the impact you would actually get my ACL too, this fight was decent". Viktor exclaims to the younger fighter.

Alex struggles to get out this man's military press but it seems there is no way out of it. As Viktor gets Alex down to his knee Alex goes for the Apollo's Arrow.

It connects with Viktor's nose. The impact was so sharp Viktor let go of Alexander.

A huge pouring of blood seemed to sprout and as Viktor held his nose, he seemed to tear up from the strike to his nose. Then he wipes the blood and tear from his eyes and he says:

"You want me at my best? Embrace yourself kid I'm coming for you." said Viktor as charges towards Alex. And in this instance, Alex was caught off guard.

His inexperience got the best of him, he really thought this was the end of the fight. Viktor then put out a barrage of strikes and kicks, Alex was dodging a few but most of the strikes connected,

Alex was overwhelmed he was getting battered from every possible angle, the light seemed to fade off Alex's eyes.

"Where am I?'' He said as he watched upon a huge mass of trees beneath him, "What am I doing at the peak of Olympus?" he thought.

A warm hand touches his shoulder, "I'm proud of you my son, you got nothing to show to me anymore, give up and I'll be waiting for you here at our village." It was Alex's grandpa.

"It's too early grandpa, as long as this heart keeps beating I'll never stop fighting." What Alexander was choosing was sucide to some. However, his philosophy was like one of the great Greek philosophers Socrates. The unexamined life is not worth living. How can the young fighter live his life not knowing what could have been? Whether he wins or loses, he must know.

Light seemed to fill Alex's eyes again, Viktor was not stopping though. His attacks continue viciously.

"Time to end this he'' shouted the russian. And as Alex's lifeless body was up against the wall Viktor was charging his famous One Punch, it was a strike so powerful it could demolish a whole truck with one hit.

"Come on, Alexander, drop." muttered Lysander.

" Don't shout, let the boy figure out how to get out of this on his own", said Alex's grandfather.

At this moment Qi Ling stood up and screamed at the top of his lungs:

"DROOOOOOOP!"

At this moment a demon seemed to possess Alex's body as his eyes grew big and wide. This was the cue, the young fighter, was waiting for.

Alex's body began to react on it's own. The thing he wanted so badly right now was to win. His mind subconsciously provided him what he desired. He didn't have much strength left. But the last of the strength can be enough to defeat the inhuman russian.

At this exact moment mere milliseconds before Viktor's strike could connect Alex dropped down to his low stance but this time it seemed to be even lower. He then, with all his might, strikes Viktor's knee again and a huge KRAKABOOM sounded as the strike connected

It seemed to really faze Viktor as he started to limp backwards.

The Russian was not through though. He roared and readied his fist for a Knockout Punch but at this moment Alex went low, yet again.

"NO MORE GAMES!" yelled Viktor. He was furious with Alexander's tricks. Ever since the experiments the russian never experienced defeat. He wasn't going to lose, not ever! The larger man threw his punch faster than expected, he shifted his whole entire force into the hit.

The fist connected to Alexander's skull. The hit sounded devastating, because the sound it was able to produce. The audience stood quiet, as the young fighter's body was laying on the floor.

"This match is done." said Viktor. He began to walk away before he felt an incredible presence behind him.

It was the young fighter again. He was able to get his body to stand up. Though a lot of blood was dripping down to his face. His hair was covering his eyes.

"STOP NO MORE!" shouted Alexander's grandfather as he threw in the towel. He hugged his grandson's body. Tears could be heard coming from him.

"Alex!" shouted Lysander worriedly. What was going on? Why wasn't his younger friend responsive?

"I know your limit, more than anyone my son." cried out the grandfather. His eyes connected to his flesh and blood. "Alex..look at you not even conscious, yet still determined to show everyone what you can do." He hugged his grandson and slowly carried him out of the arena.

"Alexander as a fighter I underestimate you. However, through this whole fight I realized I was wrong. You were one of the toughest fighters I had ever fought. Get better soon so we can meet again." said Viktor Miller. He began to walk away out of the arena.

NARRATOR: Socrates once said,

"Falling down is not a failure. Failure comes when you stay where you have fallen." Though the young fighter was down, he will come around again. This is the nature of a person who keeps on fighting.

The fight was declared, Viktor has won this fight. There was some obviously happy he had won. But there were some in the group of audiences that were stunned. Alexander displayed everyone what was the human fighting spirit capable of.

From the darker side of the stadium Raphael was viewing the scene. "It's too bad, I wanted to see more of the boy in action. But don't worry Alex you're still on my list of fighters I want to play with." The Italian man said with a glee. He was interested in this fighter more than ever.

As Viktor was walking out of the tunnel he saw a shadowy figure. "You still have some energy to fight don't you?" replied the man in the shadows.