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Post by Jack McArthur on Apr 1, 2008 4:48:53 GMT -5
Dinted chairs, ladders, tables, smashed garbage cans, broken sledge hammers, and kendo sticks snapped in half sat around, and inside the ring. It looked like a battleground, but this match wasn't a battle for Jack. Yeah he might of got caught with a couple of shots to the head by a ladder, but there was no blood sighted. Although for Archo, well his face was covered by the crimson mask.
Out side of the ring laid Archo, and standing over him was none other than the champ. Jack dropped down to the ground, and sat the kid up. He then placed his knee against the spine of Archo, as his hands grab an arm.....One....Two...There....Jack began to pull backwards on Archo's arms. It was the same submission move that Jack used to win the title last time.....but was it going to work then. All his strength Jack continued to pull.....untill Archo submitted.
Jack climbed back onto his feet, whilst letting the kid drop to the ground. Another victory....He rolled into the ring, soaking in the atmosphere of winning. Back on his feet, and the belt handed back to him, Jack had one more thing to do.....Um...What was it? Ohh yeah. The title was then raised into the sky. Is this man unbeatable for the global warfare championship?
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