The crowd were on edge from the last fight when Miyuki walked out smiling at them and the light shined on her as she spoke.

"Alright, let's move on to our next fight. Originally hailing from the US, here comes a veteran of the Kengan Matches, having nearly 30 matches and winning them all. He's considered a fan favorite for the tournament and I can see why. Standing at 6'3 and weighting 200 lbs. Representing Toshio Security, one quarter of the Toshio Square. 'The Regened' Yaju." She yelled as smoke filled the ring and the lights focused on the entrance of a tunnel as he walked out, wearing a pair of sweat shorts and battle shoes. He kept his hands behind his back and looked at the crowd with a smile, taking deep breaths while waiting for his opponent. As he was standing there, Taaru was watched him from the tunnel with Kenta, who held his briefcase tightly in hand.

"Of course my family would have set something like that up." Kenta said looking at Yaju standing there for a few moments as he turned to looked down the tunnel, having his eyes meet Taaru's.

"It doesn't matter, I'll beat anyone in my way." Taaru said with his arms crossed and his eyes meeting Yaju's, who turned away from him to look at the other tunnel as Miyuki began to speak again.

"And his opponent, another veteran of the Kengan Matches with a record of 16 victories and 2 defeats. Hailing from Mainland China, standing at 5'9 and weighting 179 lbs. Representing Xing International, 'Master Hunter.' Feng Chaing." Miyuki said smiling as music played hard in the area. Said fighter walked out from the smoke wearing a gold and black jump-suit with tape on his hands and fight shoes on his feet. Yaju smiled looking at his opponent who paid him no mind and walked over to the other side of the ring, turning to look at him before bowing. She looked at them both and smiled as the referee walked out to look at them both.

"Get ready." he said looking at them as Yaju stood still with his hands behind his back, smiling as Feng suddenly bent his knees to allow him to lower his center of gravity, his arms out right with his middle and pointer fingers pointing out, the rest of his hand was clenched in a fist. Seeing this made Yaju's eyes widen at what he saw and then the referee yelled, "FIGHT!" Feng suddenly appeared in front of Yaju in mid air with his arm already in mid swing, his fingers aimed at his head. Yaju's eyes widened before he used his arm to knock the attack away and throw a jab, only to see Feng's other hand aiming for him with a counter strike. He hit him square in the head and Yaju fell to the ground while Feng landed next to him.

"I'm sorry, but I can't play games." Feng said placing his fist into his hand and bowed once again before heading towards the tunnel as the referee looked at Yaju, adding, "He's dead, don't waste your time."

"Dead?" a voice called out making Feng stop in his tracks, making him turning to see Yaju standing up with a smile on his face with blood running down his forehead.

"B-but I struck you with my style's ultimate move, a..." Stunned after seeing Yaju still alive, Feng was interrupted.

"Jab to the temple with such speed and force it nearly fries the opponent's brain before they can even feel a thing." Yaju said smiling and looking at Feng, who was sweating as he didn't know how he could have guessed that in just a few seconds before saying, "I haven't faced someone who knew the Death Mantis Style in a few years, good to see it's still around." Feng clenched his teeth and charged at him, keeping low before thrusting his hand to throw another jab, but Yaju stepped out of the way and moved just out of place when Feng tried a back strike.

"Bastard!" Feng yelled, going for a leg sweep, yet it was useless as Yaju jumped over it and went for an axe kick out of nowhere. Feng saw this and did a few backflips to create space as the american thought, 'He's faster than i thought, he turned his head at the last second to prevent a deadly blow from hitting him.' Feng then charged at him with arms pulled back behind him and then he threw his right arm out to strike his side, only to meet with Yaju's swift kick, forcing him to duck under it. 'Got him.' Feng thought aiming to his spine with another jab. Yaju suddenly hit him with a back elbow and knocked him for a loop as he followed up with a chop to his back.

"You are very fast." Yaju said smiling at an annoyed looking Feng, who was on one knee to keep his hands out, showing he was ready for more. Yaju cracked his knuckles and then got into a fighting stance, smiling as he said, "I Think you've earned a real fight." Feng was suddenly met with a fist mere inches form his face and he could only duck to avoid it. He tried to move from where he was only to see Yaju keeping up with him, fustrating Feng and forcing him to do a twirl kick. It struck Yaju on the head and knocked him a few feet, which Feng took as a chance and rushed towards his opponent, throwing a few quick attacks at him, but Yaju blocked each one with his arms.

They continued to move around the ring, striking and blocking with Feng slowly getting tired, not being able to land many blows. Yaju went for a high chop and Feng ducked under it, seeing a chance to throw a jab at Yaju's hamstring. Yaju felt his whole leg seize up and Feng took his chance to hit him a few more times in his other leg and both his arms.

"How did he disable him so quickly?" Kenta asked shocked at the sight of Yaju being put in a state of helplessness while watching Feng standing there for a quick rest.

"He attacked his muscles in a special way that could disable his limbs." Taaru explained with a serious look on his face, watching the match to know who might be his future opponent. Feng panted looking at Yaju who stared back at him with a serious look on his face as Feng caught his breath.

"You have caused me a lot of trouble." Feng said placing his hands in a clap in front of him and then turned his arms to look at him with his hands together, his arms pulled back with a serious look on his face as he said, "So, today will be the end of your journey." He then thrusts his hands forward while Yaju took a deep breath and suddenly, Feng was kicked hard in the face.

Feng staggered shocked, followed by another kick to his stomach that launched him back, skidding against the ground before rolling to his feet with a fist appearing in front of him to strike his face. This sent Feng back a few feet and Yaju quickly followed up with more strikes, hitting him all over his body and ending with another roundhouse kick to knock him to the wall. Feng coughed up some blood and then coughed up even more when Yaju slammed his fist into his stomach, throwing him down, Feng looked up at the ceiling, only to have Yaju's foot to appear above him. A few seconds passed before Yaju slammed his foot into Feng's face and the arena fell silent as he slowly lifted his foot to show his opponent's bloody face. The referee ran over to him and knelt down, checking everything before looking up at the panting Yaju.

"Winner by knockout, Yaju!" he said as the EMTs raced out to look after Feng as Yaju began to walk out of the ring, walking through the tunnel and saw Taaru watching him walk towards him. Yaju saw that Taaru was shaking heavily and trying to put a brave face on.

"You better win, I want our real fight." he said smiling before walking past him. Taaru looked to the ground as Kenta saw how his affiliated fighter was acting, worrying him.

"What's going on?" Kenta asked him, worried as he never saw Taaru act like this. Kenta wanted to know what was wrong with him out of nowhere.

"I-I could barely follow him." Taaru said staring at the ground and placing his hands on the wall, keeping his balance as he felt pressure on his chest and breathed heavily. While Taaru was dealing with the crude fact, Yaju walked around the corner and fell to a knee, breathing heavily as his vision became blurry.

"D-damn it, I didn't think I would have to use that move so soon in this tournament." he muttered, slowly getting up and holding his head before shaking it as he began to walk back down the hall while thinking, 'It's a good thing I don't have to fight for a while so I can refill.'

"Taaru, you have to snap out of it." Kenta yelled out as he glared at the green eyed man. Taaru stopped his shaking, looking at Kenta for a few moments and blinking a few times before shaking his head.

"Thanks I needed that." Taaru said smiling, walking down a hall towards the locker room and he got in, changing into his fighting clothes and returned to stand next to Kenta smiling as he said, "Ready for a show?" Kenta smiled at him, nodding as he shook his hand and they stood there waiting for Taaru to be called out.

TBC