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The cheers roared from all around as Hercule rushed forward, his right arm pulled back in the patented Satan Punch position. "Guess old habits are hard to break," muttered Videl under her breath as she prepared to block the oncoming fist. This left herself open though as her father kicked his speed into another gear and leapt up, driving his knee into Videl's chin.
The blow knocked Videl into the air, the general surprise of the attack being the most effective part of that plan. As she hit the tiles her eyes flashed open to see Hercule descending down at her. With quick reflexes she rolled out of the way as Hercule's fist connected with the tiles causing a spider web of cracks to form. Back on her feet, Videl remembered the words her father had spoken to her a week earlier and realised that he was not going to be pulling his punches. She knew that he could crack so many tiles and rip a phone book in half but to see him crack tiles with the same density as concrete scared her somewhat.
Taking the initiative, Videl charged forward, twisting on her left foot and pivoting, swinging her right foot at her father's head. Lifting his arm, Hercule blocked the kick with his forearm as Videl manoeuvred further, placing her hands on the ground before launching her left foot at her father's stomach. The blow drove into his chest, bile escaped his lips as he was blown back a few feet but remained upright.
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"Whoa, I didn't know Videl could bend that way," said Erasa as she watched the fight.
"You'd be surprised what the human body is capable of," said Gohan with a smile.
"I want to see what your body is capable of," muttered Erasa seductively under her breath, unaware that Gohan's Saiyan hearing picked it up causing him to spit out the drink he had taken a sip of.
"What was that Erasa?" asked Sharpner not hearing the last part.
"Nothing," she responded closing her eyes as a broad smile spread across her face.
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Once again Videl stared down her father as the crowd roared their approval. Even though it had only been a couple of minutes the fight had managed to grab everybody's attention and like the rabid fans they were, they were hungry for more. Videl opted for a change of stance, swinging her non preferred right foot forward and pivoting on the sole. She brought her hands up in front of her face much like a boxer would except with open palms rather than fists. Marron had been the actual one to show her this stance in that bouncing on the sole of the foot allowed for her to push forward if the burst of speed was needed and with open palms she wouldn't need to worry about injuring her knuckles. This in turn meant less damage was dealt but Videl knew that sometimes the fight wasn't won simply by whoever dealt more damage but how little damage was done to yourself.
Hercule noticed the change in stance and causing a murmur to spread around the stadium like a hive of bees, Hercule shifted his stance as well. Standing completely upright, he placed one hand up at shoulder height while his right hand found it's place behind his back. His legs were rigid and placed next to one another, no space separating them as his body swayed side to side as if it were a leaf in the wind. Videl looked the stance over and was able to notice a lot of flaws with it and held back momentarily wondering why her father had done so.
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"Why'd Hercule change stance?" asked Sharpner from the sidelines.
"He's baiting her," said Gohan plainly causing Sharpner to look at him inquisitively. "Wait and see," he concluded as his eyes remained focused on the match.
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Tired of playing the waiting game, Videl charged forward, keeping her stance as she did before launching her right palm at Hercule only for him to brush it to the side with his upright arm. This however left him open and Videl sent her left palm at his solar plexus only for him to drift around the attack as if he had predicted where it was going to go. 'How did he dodge that!' thought Videl as she tried to follow up for another jab only for him to glide around it again. Letting her emotions get the better of her, she started raining down strikes at his chest, each time only for him to knock it to the side or avoid it altogether.
With a roar of anger Videl sent a shot in at Hercule's ribs and struck, however with the turning of his body it was only a glancing blow. That was when Videl felt a firm grasp wrap around her wrist as Hercule latched on with his hand as they stood side by side, Videl's arm stretched across Hercule's chest. Pulling his right hand out from behind his back, Hercule drove his elbow just underneath Videl's floating ribs, delivering a vicious blow to the kidney.
Videl winced in pain as she tried to pull her arm back only for her effort to do nothing. Her attention was drawn back to the elbow as it went for her again and she placed her spare hand out, grabbing the limb before it could deal even more damage. The pressure was still there however as the back of her palm was pressed against the side of her waist. The pressure on her extended arm began to build as Hercule stretched it out, as if trying to rip it from its socket. Growling in pain, Videl executed a standing backflip to the point where her legs wrapped around Hercule's neck, breaking the hold he had on her arm. In a fluid motion she twisted her body putting pressure on her father's neck and flipping him onto the ground. As he sat up groggily, shaking his head slightly Videl swooped in and wrapped her arms around Hercule's throat in a rear naked choke.
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"It's over, you can't break out of that," proclaimed Sharpner boldly. "Even if he was the world champ," he suddenly found himself choking on his own words.
"You mean Videl's going to win?" said Erasa with excitement riddled within her voice.
"It all depends on the next move," said Gohan as his eyes focused on the fight.
"What do you mean next move? Videl's going to choke Hercule out," said Sharpner.
"It all depends whether or not Hercule admits defeat here," said Gohan in a semi riddle confusing his two friends.
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Videl tightened her grip, clutching her bicep with all the force that she could muster. However Hercule had wedged one hand between her arm and his neck before she had begun to tighten, giving him breathing room, or at least a little bit. With his spare hand, he started pressing against the tiles for leverage. Seeing him do this, Videl pulled backwards, trying to get him on his back where he would be stuck for the contest. Even in this tug of war, all she needed to do was hold on long enough to make him go light headed.
Hercule's strength won out though as he pushed himself to his knees, Videl standing behind him still putting everything she had into choking him out. Hercule's face had already gone past several shades of red as he reached over his shoulder and grabbed the back of Videl's head. She felt the grip he had on her bicep tighten before he rolled his body forwards, pulling Videl even further. Her hold broke as she flipped over Hercule's shoulder, her back slamming on the tiles as Hercule was once again allowed to breathe.
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"How did he do that?" asked Sharpner with a blank expression.
"It was a judo throw designed to get people off your back," explained Gohan. "He wouldn't have been able to do it however if Videl had beaten him in strength and gotten him to the ground, if that had happened we could have safely called it game over."
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Videl got to her knees, wiping the spit away from the corner of her mouth as she looked at her father to see his face return to its normal shade of colour. Getting back to her feet, she charged at Hercule as fast as her legs could take her, intent on keeping the momentum in her favour. However when she was too close to back down did she see the small ball of yellow light in Hercule's hand. She only had time to cross her arms in front of her face as Hercule swung his open palm around, tossing the Ki ball directly into her.
Videl screamed in pain as she was sent flying backwards, skidding across the stone cold tiles. While the blast hadn't been overly painful, she could recall Marron dishing out more pain with them, she had let him get the better of him by surprising her with a move like that. She could feel light burn marks across her forearms, thankful that she hadn't taken the blow straight to the face. 'I should have known Gohan would have taught him something like that,' she thought with an irk as she got to her feet. She tentatively touched her arms and winced with the pain knowing that if she were to block with them it would almost do more damage than good. Yet at the same time the distance between her and Hercule spanned nearly the entire stage, and the longer he waited away from her the longer he had to regain the stamina she had drained from him with the choke hold. He was also breathing heavily, 'Guess that attack took a lot out of him, he mustn't be used to using Ki based attacks.'
Getting to her feet, she fell into her trump stance, a stance which was instantly recognisable by a few members of the crowd. Her right arm was extended with the palm facing Hercule while her left was bent to the side. An omniscient blue glow began to surround her limbs as she charged all of her remaining energy into this attack. Her feet dropped to that of a horse stance as she brought both her arms up and close in front of her. Swinging her arms in a wide circular arc, the connect together in front of her before she pulled it to the side, her right leg sweeping back. In that moment, a chant many die hard fans thought had vanished for eternity was spoken through the stadium.
"Kame..." said Videl as she focused all of the energy she had gathered into the point in between her hands. "Hame..." Through her energy, a ball of pure blue light appeared in her hand, beams of light breaking the gaps in between her fingers. With a war cry she pushed her hands forward in a swift motion as she competed the technique.
"HA!"
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