Chap 10
a/n; decide not to humiliate Tyson so I don't offend Tyson's fans
"Your going down kid so don't even bother attacking me" Tyson said as confident as he can possibly be
"Whatever"
"I don't care how small you are cuz ur goin down kid, ATTACK DRAGOOON"
Dragon hit hell wolf squarely but that hardly moved it 2 millimeters, instead the power of hell wolf's defense sent dragoon flying.
"Oh no you don't, this time im gonna throw you out" Tyson managed to stop dragoon at the edge of the beystadium and attacked Hell wolf with every thing he had… hell wolf didn't move but Tyson kept on pushing but to no avail.
"This is starting to get boring hell wolf push him back" Rick said and obeying his command the blade pushed dragoon back
Tyson's P.O.V
This kid has power man I'm already exhausted and he hasn't broken a sweat.
My clothes are in shreds since he started his attack… I, I don't think I can beat him…no I am not going down no matter what lets go dragoon.
End P.O.V
"Whoa something is happening to dragoon… I think it's, I think its sprouting wings and man look at those mucho grande spikes on its tail and it claws there growing… I don't believe it dragoon is turning into super dragoon! " jazzman almost fainted at the size of the new dragoon.
"Dragoon" Tyson question
"I am always with you Tyson no matter what" with that dragoon rose up in the air ready for a final attack
"Allright Dragoon Hurricane Crush!" Tyson mustered up every ounce of energy he had and attacked Rick's blade
"Hell wolf Armageddon strike!"
Both bitbeasts a flaming werewolf and a dragon collided head on their blade counterparts doing the same. The impact sent large pieces of the now destroyed dish hurtling towards the audience, the blader's bodies were flung like rag dolls thrown to the wind, both the bladders as soon as they were thrown, were back on their feet (with a lot of difficulties) and inspecting the smoke and ash filled stadium their eyes scanning for a sign that their blades were still spinning. The dust cleared revealing one blood red blade out of balance and barely spinning and one white and silver blade not spinning at all, as soon as Tyson exhausted and disappointed retrieved his blade, hell wolf stopped spinning and waited for its master to pick it up.
"Good match Tyson" Rick congratulated holding out a small palm which had deep cuts in it which matched those on his face.
"Your blading skills are incredible and I paid the price for underestimating your power, hope we can have a rematch" Tyson said shaking Rick's hand
And then both of them collapsed with sheer exhaustion.