Heh I think we're really barreling through these fights! but it becomes challenging to make each one individually unique so I'm going to try and add elements to each battle that make it feel like it's a new experience to read so keep an eye out for those!

This time the battle is between

 Wiki
and
 Torrle

Who will win in this very...precise battle of athletics and muscle!

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Enjoy!

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Match 5: Torrle vs Wiki (First half)


Taking aa breath, Scav looked over the scoreboard, and noted how half of the first round matches have been finished. He'd have to start getting a little creative soon. "We're halfway done with the first round folks. Only four more battles await before we begin with our top 8! For now I'd love for you all to take a good look at the fighters coming in now."

Scav snapped his fingers, this time instead of two spheres occupying the stage...he'd formed a pair of glowing purple doors out of thin air. Both doors would swing open simultaniously as he introduced the fighters, starting with the door to his left. "From this corner we have a rather masculine dragon that goes by the name of Wiki! He's got the muscle to throw around his opponants, but will it help him in this contest of snacktime?"

A yellow scaled dragon stepped out of the door, his large abs and chest being the first thing that everyone could see. If there was any fat on his body it was pretty hard to spot, not to mention the only clothing he had was a pair of shorts which barely seemed to contain himself. He'd flex his muscles a bit, and gave a wink to the crowd.

"Ahem...and in the door to my right! we have the Timberwolf known as Torrle! He's a tall beastly anthro wolf with not so much muscle...but size!" Scavenger pointed to the door with a bright grin.

Stepping past the door came a shaggy timberwolf with fairly normal colorations to it's species with a few noticable differences. His eyebrows had a sword of zigzag like pattern and there was a black arrow pointing from between his eyes to the tip of his nose. He was 7'1 and probably one of the tallest people to step foot in the stadium so far. He waved to the crowd with a playful grin and directed his blue eyes towards Wiki, who was waiting for the introductions to finish up.

"I want a good clean fight you two...but give the people what they paid for!" Scav snapped his fingers once, and this time...the ground did not cave in or break apart completely! Rather...the center stage started lifting upward and forming into a boxing ring with the smash logo embroidered right into the fabric. The entire stardium would go dark for a moment, as steel plates began to form outside and expand to connect to one another, forming a wide enclosed dome that left everyone in complete darkness.

Fwooom!

Suddenly...spotlights would shine on the center ring, and smaller spotlights would cast just above the higher stands of the audience, providing ample lighting for everyone to get a good look at the action below.

"Now you two..." Scav snapped his fingers and two portals seemed to form right below them and two in the ring...and in a second they'd slip right on in and reappear almostin a blink right on stage. "Three...Two...One...GO!"

Scav stepped out of the ring and stood between it so he'd have a good view of both fighters.

Punchout music suddenly boomed around the arena, and the first one to make his move was Wiki, who started pulling his arm back for an odd charge attack...his fist glowed a bright red before it suddenly slid across the ring towards Torrle, smacking the wolf right in the gut and sent him flying right into the ropes.

"Woah!" Torrle exclaimed, swinging like he was on a bungie cord right towards Wiki but barely had any time to react as he took a lariat to his chin, knocking him down to the bouncing ring floor. "Uuuugh..."

Wiki grinned at the early advantage and quickly grabbed Torrle's feet to try and swing him into one of the ring posts. "Aaand away you go!"

This was already turning out pretty bad...Torrle had to regain his footing, and with a surprising arial maneuver, he was able to avoid hitting the post by positioning his feet over either of the top ropes connected to the post. This was when he decided to strike...!

Using the ropes springy texture, he would bounce right back to Wiki and give him a good right hook to the face, sending the muscular dragon staggering back a few feet. Taking this opportunity, Torrle would grab one flailing arm and use his and Wiki's momentum to send him rushing towards the ropes.

Wiki knew another attack combo was coming, and already prepared his arm for it so he could smack Torrle with another Lariat, but surprising the dragon, Torrle had actually dove UNDER the dragon's legs and used his hands to grab Wiki's shins and pulled him right into the ring's floor, hearing a dull THUD as the dragon's head made impact.

Almost immediately, the wolf would grab one of Wiki's ankle's and started twisting it in an ankle lock, hoping to get the big dragon to tap out so he could claim his victory, meanwhile the dragon was groaning in pain as he tried to break out of the lock, but the pressure on his leg made it hard for him to really pull free...his only hope IF wrestling rules applied...is if he could reach the rope and break the lock that way! So he would try to reach out for the rope, gritting his teeth as he tried to will his body to push on!

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