"Omi, I beat you once and I beat you again!" Vlad said as he led Omi into their arena, Chase Young's treasury.

The treasury was filled with all kinds of things, including giant golden swords, ruby necklaces, and diamond-studded stuffed bears. "Eye of Dashi!" Vlad fired a lightning bolt at the crystal chandelier illuminating the room. The treasury was plunged into pitch darkness, exactly what Vlad had been trying for. He would have the advantage, having the magical sight of a Heylin dragon.

Of course, Omi had a few tricks up his sleeve as well. He still had his tiger instincts, and could feel out Vlad's moves. This would be a close fight…

Vlad made the first move, firing off three bolts of lightning. Omi dodged left, jumped up, and landed on a giant gold brick. "You have missed, thanks to my tiger ins--," Omi began, but was cut off by yet another blast from the Eye of Dashi.

"Do not stop to speak," said Vlad. Omi heard the sound of metal sliding across the floor and saw the glint of what appeared to be one of Chase Young's decorative swords. He jabbed the blade forward, trying to skewer his opponent.

Omi jumped off the gold bar and landed on his hands. He walked like that for a bit then whirled around so he could flip the coin. He used the Shen Gong Wu momentum to twirl towards Vlad and planted both feet towards his chest. The darkness prevented Vlad from seeing what Omi was doing until…

"Mantis Kick!" shouted Omi, kicking the Eye of Dashi out of Vlad's hands.

"Tsunami Strike!" Vlad went staggering backwards, dazed by the sudden blast of icy water.

"Repulse the Monkey!" There was a loud thud and Vlad went sailing into a pile of gold coins.

"Ooh…" Vlad moaned.

While Vlad was still stunned, Omi started checking the dark floor for the Eye of Dashi. He had to dig through several rubies, emeralds, and diamonds, but he eventually found it.

"Eye of Dashi," Omi whispered, raising the Eye above his head. The aura of lightning power lit up the room. The first thing Omi did was using it to check where Vlad was lying.

However, when Omi arrived at the pile of gold coins, the only thing he could find was a Vlad shaped impression left there by the Russian vendor. "Where did he go?" Omi asked, scratching his head as the Eye of Dashi started to dim.

"Right here!" Vlad laughed. Omi looked around only to get clobbered by a gold brick. "Ha-ha-ha. As they say in your country, you got jacked,"

Vlad snatched the Eye of Dashi and the Mantis Flip Coin from Omi and made his way back to the main room to make Dojo pronounce the Heylin side victorious.

"Not so going fast!" Omi shouted. The little slang-challenged Dragon of the Water dropped down on Vlad from above. He covered his eyes with his hands.

"Get hands out of my face!" Vlad said. "And I think you meant, 'Not going so fast!'"

"Actually, I said 'Not so fast going'," Omi replied, still covering up Vlad's eyes. "And I think YOU meant, 'get your hands out of my face',"

"No! I did meaning 'Not so hands out of face'," Vlad murmured, trying to feel his way through the room even though Omi's hands were blocking his eyes.

"If you had tiger instincts, you would know that the correct phrase is 'get faces hands out of!'" Omi replied as Vlad narrowly missed blundering directly into an iron maiden.

"That makes no sense! It is 'faces eyes of hands!'" Vlad snapped. He finally pointed the Eye of Dashi at Omi. "Of Dashi Eye!" He said resolutely. Of course, nothing happened. "ARGH! I meant, 'Dashi of Eye!'"

By now, Omi had successfully scrambled Vlad's brains with his wanton misuse of the English language. The little monk dropped down from on top of Vlad's head. The Heylin dragon was still trying (and failing) to properly activate his Shen Gong Wu, so Omi took this opportunity to finish the fight.

"Tornado Strike – WATER!" bellowed Omi, and the Heylin dragon was knocked down by a single blast of water.

"Which phrase…was correct?" Vlad moaned feebly. Omi beamed at him.

"The answer was forty-two," Omi said, and Vlad passed out.

((Scene Change))

Back in the commentator's box , Jack Spicer and Dojo were engaged in a fierce round of cards. "I see your three-dollar bill…and raise you two paperclips," Jack said, glaring at Dojo's bet. There was a great bit of shuffling and muttering, and then Jack showed his cards: the Queen of Robots, the Jack of Jacks, and the Evil Boy Genius of Clubs.

"Ha! I win again!" Dojo laughed, showing Jack his cards. "Grandmaster of Spades, Ace of Clubs, Ace of Spades, another Ace of Spades, yet another Ace of Spades, and the Two of Wu! I win again!" Dojo took everything that Jack had bet. "Wanna go another round?"

Jack rummaged through his pockets. All he had were a few bits of fluff, and a thumbtack. "Nah, I'll pass,"

Dojo peered through the glass of the commentator's box just in time to see Omi dragging Vlad into the main room. "Omi is the victor! Omi advances!"

"So…that's like…Heylin 200, Xiaolin 0?" asked Jack as he counted on his fingers. Dojo glanced at him.

"Ya know, for an evil boy genius, I'm not really seeing the 'genius'. Are you sure you passed that test?" Dojo asked.

Jack said nothing.

"Anyway, the next two battles will be…" Dojo said, pulling a chart out of nowhere. "Jack Spicer against Ninja Tubbimura, and his robot versus Katnappe! Then, Omi will fight the victor of the first bout, and Clay will fight the victor of the second bout,"

Jack Spicer activated his helicopter-backpack and zoomed out as Dojo lowered the glass panes protecting the commentator's box.

He stared down at Tubbimura's chubby frame. "Well, this is going to be easy. Cholesterol will get him way before I do!"

((Author's Notes))

Kosmic: Yes, there is a pattern. Fortunately, I'll be able to break it in the next rounds, since neither Xiaolin dragon will be participating.

Lucky: Well, it is HEYLIN Thunder, so it is supposed to be more potent than regular old Thunder. Besides, the laws of science get bended a little during showdowns, which is why it gets all dark and people start flying around through the air.