6: Round One
On your mark! Three! Two! One! LET IT RIP!
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Brad: Hey everyone and welcome to the American Tournament of the BeyBlade Championships. This is Brad Best, here with A.J. Topper to bring you all the exciting action right here in the stadium.
A.J.: That's right Brad, and what a beautiful day it is. The sky is blue, the sun is shining; perfect weather for some serious blade breaking today.
Brad: Speaking of blade breaking, it looks like this afternoon's competitors are ready for their event.
A.J.: You're absolutely right! Fresh from the Asian Tournament are the two finalist teams, the White Tigers and the undefeated Blade Breakers!
Brad: Little do they know it, but today's event is actually an exhibition match to kick-start the American Tournament with a bang.
A.J.: The BBA seems to think that if the competitors think today's event actually a real match, then they will put their all into it and give the crowd a real show!
Brad: Not so loud, we don't want them to hear.
A.J.: Sorry Brad, getting a little carried away.
Brad: Perfectly all right A.J. I'm shaking with excitement myself.
A.J.: That's from all the coffee you've been drinking Brad.
Brad: Oh.
Max pushed himself up, stretching and running a hand through his blond hair before glancing across to the White Tigers. "Looks like they're sending Kevin out to battle."
Sure enough, the green-haired boy was receiving a briefing from Lee and not liking one word of it. Kevin looked out toward the Blade Breakers, rich purple gaze locking with Max's blue. He scowled, turning his back on him and trying to listen to what his team leader was saying.
Kenny looked up. "Remember Max, Kevin's going to try and prove himself worthy of the White Tigers by coming out strong and trying to finish you early. He will probably bring out his Crazy Monkey attack early on in the battle, so don't remain in one place for too long."
"You got it, Chief." Max chuckled, looking over at Ray and giving a thumbs up, before giving Tyson a high five as he moved toward the dish. "You can count on me, guys."
Brad: And what do our designers have in store for us today?
A.J.: It's an old style dish with a twist, Brad. While keeping the good old-fashioned shape and style, the dish has been fashioned entirely out of rock, giving out bladers more grip if they can manage to keep out of the cracks and avoid the rocks.
Jazzman: Bladers, are you ready?
Max looked up at the ringside commentator and umpire and gave him a thumbs up. Kevin simply shrugged and fiddled with his blade, looking across at Max and smirking.
"Prepare to lose, just like in the Asian Tournament."
Max looked across at him as he set his launcher. "That was Gary that beat me, and you're the one who's going to lose."
Kevin snarled, setting his own blade and raising his launcher.
Brad: And we're ready for battle.
A.J.: Let's look at the stats Brad. Max has proven himself to be a strong competitor and great opener for the Blade Breakers since he first entered the Championships. Sticking mainly to the defence, Max and his bit-beast Draciel can still throw in a nasty punch when it counts.
Brad: But don't rule out Kevin. Usually sitting out his battles, this White Tiger looks to be out for revenge after his team's defeat in the Asian Tournament. He and his bit-beast Galmon may not be all that strong, but he can still wear their opponent down and strike hard with his famous Crazy Monkey attack that leaves his opponent guessing until its too late.
A.J.: You're absolutely right Brad, and this is going to be one heck of a battle!
Jazzman: On my mark. Three. Two. One. LET IT RIP!
Kevin and Max pulled the rip cords, blades slamming down into the dish. Kevin powered forward, his blade ramming Max's and almost throwing the Blade Breaker from the dish. Max recovered; bringing his blade down into the centre of the dish and letting it spin.
Brad: It's almost like Max is taunting Kevin.
A.J.: Max has got something up his sleeve for sure.
Brad: Either that or he's in serious trouble.
Kenny straightened sharply. "What is he doing! I told him not to stay in one place!"
"Oh relax Chief," Tyson said waving one hand dismissively. "I'm sure it's all part of Max's plan."
"You hope."
Kevin chuckled, glaring across the dish as his blade spun around the rim. "You certainly want to be punished, so prepare for my Crazy Monkey attack!"
As Kevin's blade took air and stabbed down toward Max's, the other boy laughed. "Just like I hoped you'd do."
As Kevin's blade became an illusion of several and slammed down, it hit nothing but dish as Max's spun out from under his, roaring up over the edge of the dish and gaining some air above Kevin's.
"Get him Draciel!"
A.J.: And he's out of there!
Kevin's eyes widened as he realised that he had allowed himself to be sucked in, that realisation becoming more apparent as his blade flew passed his face and falling with a clatter behind him, out of the dish. He swallowed hard, letting his eyes raise to see the angry snarl of Lee and knowing full well he was going to get a blasting once he returned to his team mates.
Jazzman: And round one goes to Max and the Blade Breakers!
As if that wasn't predictable. J Round two coming soon to a computer near you…