Ryan, Liam, Sam and Matt returned from the café to find Nantra and Yarum still in deep conversation. They occasionally looked across to Matt and Ryan, but never stopped speaking. Ryan heard some words, but sounded more like gibberish than anything else.

'ANNNND NOW' the announcer shouted, 'MATT VERSUS YARUM!'

Matt made his way out to the arena with Yarum following him. The crowd gave deafening cheers for Matt, and a chorus of boos when Yarum made his way out. The announcer tried to get a word in to Matt, but the racket from the crowd caused nothing to be heard.

'SHUT UP!' a voice shouted from the back. It was Nantra.

The crowd fell to a deafening silence and Matt grinned. Yarum looked back at Nantra, and then looked at Matt.

'Good luck kid' he said to Matt softly, 'you'll need it…'

'You'll be the only-'

A knee to the gut stopped Matt, and he fell to his knees. He hadn't seen it coming, and it caused a lot of pain. He received a kick to the head from Yarum, and he fell backwards onto the floor. The crowd and the announcer were stunned.

'Count dammit!' Yarum shouted to the announcer, who wasn't doing his job.

'1…2…3…4…5…' the announcer began.

Matt was helpless, he couldn't move anything. The count was up to 8, he had lost.

'9…' the announcer shouted.

Matt suddenly kipped up, gaining a burst of energy. He ran forward, and punched Yarum in the side. His opponent had not expected it, and stumbled backwards. The crowd began cheering again, and Matt pressed his advantage. He moved quickly behind Yarum and delivered a sharp kick to his back, causing him to stand rigidly upright. Matt kicked him again, this time throwing him to the floor. Yarum got up immediately and brushed the dirt of his cloak.

'Well well, you're not the weakling you look' Yarum said coldly.

'Yeah and you're the idiot that you seem like' Matt answered back.

''My my, the kid can talk,' Yarum said, with a hint of amusement in his voice, 'so kid, why you in the tournament?'

'You don't know who I am?' Matt asked Yarum.

'No I don't' Yarum said, then adding, 'but no doubt you'll tell me.'

'I'm one of the two who killed the Demon King Gong Wong Lek!' Matt said proudly.

'Y…you killed him?' Yarum asked Matt quietly.

'Yep,' Matt said, 'guess you're scared now you know who I am!'

'No, I'm not…' Yarum, said with coldness in his voice.

Yarum stood still, and looked at Matt, not taking his eyes off him.

'Oh, and I killed nearly all of Lek's little Demon Warrior things too' Matt shouted down to Yarum as an afterthought.

Yarum suddenly ran at Matt. He kicked him in the gut and he driven his elbow into the back of Matt's skull.

'I will make you suffer…' Yarum whispered to Matt.

He kicked Matt away from him, and Matt landed on the arena floor, not moving.

'1…2…3…4…5…6-'

Matt got up slowly to the cheers of the crowd. But, Yarum was clapping too.

'Bravo, bravo!' he shouted to Matt sarcastically, 'Mabye you'll last a minute longer!'

Yarum howled with laughter. Matt chose that moment, and rushed at Yarum. He punched him in the gut, and drove his knee into Yarum's head. Matt flipped over Yarum, and kicked him in the back, and finally on the legs. Yarum stumbled before falling over. However, he got straight back up.

'Well…' Yarum said, panting slightly, 'you're stronger than I thought…'

Matt nodded, and ran at the opponent. He tried punching and kicking him, but Yarum was ready this time, and he blocked all of Matt's attacks. Yarum merely laughed at Matt, and punched him hard in the face. Matt couldn't feel his face for a couple of seconds. Matt tried to retaliate with a punch, but it was blocked lazily by Yarum, who kicked Matt in the side, knocking him into the ground.

Matt got himself up slowly again, this time the count reaching 8.

'Come on now Mattie boy!' Yarum shouted to him lazily, 'where's that super strong power that you had?'

Matt growled at Yarum, and rushed at him again. However, he was met by more kicks and punches from Yarum, before falling to the ground again.

'8…9-'

Matt got up again, barely able to stand up, and no way of taking down Yarum. Yarum was laughing his head off, thoroughly enjoying beating up Matt.

'What you going to do Matt?' Yarum asked, laughing, 'Run at me again?'

Matt did just that; he rushed at Yarum, this time holding a ki blast in his hand. Yarum was ready for it again and he jumped up out of the way. Matt however, smirked, cupping his hands to his side and turning his body away from Yarum.

'KA…ME…HA…ME…' Matt shouted, with a ball of blue energy in his cupped hands.

Yarum, who was now floating in the air, was trying desperately to get Matt to stop it. However, it was too late and Matt released the Kamehameha wave at Yarum.

The blast of blue energy made it's way up to Yarum at lightning speed. Yarum stuck out his hand to stop it. Yarum could feel it starting to break his hand. It was burning like mad, causing searing pain on his palm. Yarum forced, his hand backwards, and then to the side of him. He had just thrown the beam away from himself. It flew off and destroyed a mountain and some buildings near the arena. Yarum slowly flew back down to the arena floor.

'8…9…10!' the announcer shouted, 'AND THE WINNER, YARUM!'

The crowd let out deafening boos, as Yarum made his way to the back. He passed Ryan on the way.

Yarum muttered slowly to Ryan, 'Let's see what Lek's other slayer can do.'

Matt crawled his way to the waiting room slowly and took a Senzu Bean as quickly as he could. Matt shot evil looks at Yarum, who was back in deep conversation with Nantra.

'Good luck Ry…' Matt told Ryan, 'you'll need it…'

'AND NOW THE SECOND SEMI-FINAL!' the announcer shouted down his microphone, 'RYAN VERSUS NANTRA!'

Ryan and Nantra both made their ways out to the arena. They bowed to each other before assuming fighting stances. Ryan looked at the hooded figure, not knowing what he could be up to.

'FIIIIGHT!' the announcer shouted, his voice now fading.

Ryan ran at Nantra, who was running at him. They both punched at the same time, causing their fists to hit each other. Sparks emitted from their fists, before they both back flipped, and charged at each other again. Both warriors tried to land punches and kicks on their opponents, but all their attacks were blocked by each other.

'So you are the fabled killer of the Demon King?' Nantra asked Ryan.

'What if I am?' Ryan replied quickly.

'I wanted to see if you were as strong as everyone says you are…' Nantra replied trailing off.

Ryan stopped a wild punch by Nantra, and replied with a fierce punch of his own. It hit Nantra squarely in the face, causing him to stagger backwards. Ryan took control, and landed four more punches and one kick sending Nantra flying backwards, nearing the edge of the arena. Nantra spun round in the air, and landed on the arena floor. The crowd let out audible gasps, before Nantra jumped at Ryan.

He caught Ryan off guard, and hit with four ferocious punches, and a kick to the side. As Ryan began to fall onto his side, Nantra jumped over him, and kicked him in his other side. Ryan stood rigidly, while Nantra jumped in front of him.

'Goodbye…' Nantra told Ryan, before punching him in the gut, and kicking him away.

Ryan flew backwards and landed on the ground. Ryan got up slowly, and brushed the dirt off his fighting costume.

'Did you think I could be beaten this easily?' Ryan asked Nantra.

'Oh no, I expect you to last much longer' the opponent replied.

Ryan nodded his head, and jumped at Nantra. Nantra took to the air, and Ryan followed. Nantra hit him on the head as he was following him. As Ryan held his head, Nantra punched him in the gut, followed by punching him in the face, and throwing him into the air.

Ryan felt the wind crashing against his face, before Nantra hit him with a punch. He was kicked in the head, causing him to come hurtling towards the ground. Nantra followed Ryan, streamlining himself to catch up with him. Nantra did and tried to punch Ryan. Ryan countered and got himself right way up, bending Nantra's arm causing him great pain. He kicked the upside down Nantra back down towards the Earth.

Nantra hit the Earth with a resounding thud. Ryan followed him, but landed on his feet.

'8…9-'

Nantra got up and what he could see of Nantra was fuming.

'No one, and I mean no one does that to the great Nantra!' he yelled at Ryan.

Nantra outstretched his arms, and sparks began emitting from them. He laughed manically and the ground began to shake.

'NO DAMMIT YOU CAN'T DO THAT!' a voice echoed through the arena.

Ryan looked back to the waiting room and saw that Yarum was the one who shouted. Nantra lowered his arms, and turned to look at his friend.

'B…But' Nantra began.

'No!' Yarum said, ending all discussion.

Yarum turned away, and Ryan kicked Nantra in the back. He kicked him repeatedly until he was thrown out of the ring.

'AND THE WINNER RYAN!' the announcer shouted, trying to make himself heard over the deafening roars of the crowd, 'SEE THE FINAL IN ONE HOUR, FOLKS!'

Ryan made his way to the back, with Nantra and Yarum yelling at each other in a completely different language that sounded like meaningless jabber, even at that volume. Ryan was congratulated by Sam, Liam and Matt, and was given a Senzu Bean. Ryan had one hour before the final…