“Ladies and gentlemen, give a round of applause for the awe-inspiring Tiger Wings team on their incredible performance,” announced the emcee with enthusiasm. “We now move onto our second-to-last match of Round 1.” Making their way towards the stage were two formidable fighters - Thomas Vossughi and Wi Sohyen. Thomas had piercing blue eyes set deep in his face. His brown hair was impeccably styled in an elegant yet unconventional manner, falling just below his shoulders. He stood at an average height with a broad, muscular build, his skin tanned from hours spent training under the sun. His bushy eyebrows framed his face with a fierce intensity. Dressed in a moon white Gi with a lynx logo on the back and a deep black belt around his waist, he also sported a black headband to keep his hair out of his face. On the other side of the stage stood Wi, with droopy sky-blue eyes that seemed to twinkle in the light. Her silky midnight-black hair was cut into a short, sleek style that fluttered gently in the breeze. She was petite in stature, but her toned, wasp-waisted frame exuded strength and agility. Her ashen skin gave her an ethereal appearance, and her long-fingered hands looked poised and ready for battle. She wore a pink Gi with brown-white polka dots and a Dokkaebi embroidered on the back. Two Vartan stars adorned her belt, indicating her skill level in this martial art. As they made their way onto the stage, Wi couldn't contain her excitement. "I can't wait to crush some fighters," she exclaimed confidently. "I'm right there with you," chuckled Thomas in response. The crowd erupted into cheers and screams as their opponents for this round - Yvain Zurlou and Ivan Komar of The Tornado Shockwave - emerged from the tunnel onto the stage. The emcee couldn't help but join in on the excitement as he announced, "And their opponents, the fan-favorite team, The Tornado Shockwave!" Yvain and Ivan graciously acknowledged the crowd's support with waves and smiles. "They love us," remarked Yvain with a smirk. "Can you blame them?" replied Ivan confidently. Yvain had beady, peach-colored eyes that seemed to dart around the arena with fierce determination. His wavy yellow hair was styled in a messy fashion, giving him an air of carefree confidence. Standing tall and muscular, his creamy white skin seemed to glow under the bright lights. His pointed nose added to his sharp, intense features. Dressed in a yellow Gi with a worn-out grey belt and a single Vartan star, as well as a Knight logo on the back, he exuded strength and skill. His teammate Ivan was just as impressive to behold. With large, striking violet eyes reminiscent of two drops of wine, his straight pine green hair fell to his neck and was styled in an artistic yet impractical manner. He had broad shoulders and a powerful build, and his nit-brown skin gave him a rugged charm. His prominent ears and large hands indicated his physical prowess and dexterity. He wore a black Gi with a white belt adorned with one Vartan star, along with a Pegasus logo on the back. "All right fighters, please take a bow and let Round 1 begin!" declared the emcee. All four fighters bowed respectfully to each other before engaging in a fist bump as a sign of sportsmanship and camaraderie. "This is it, folks - the first match of the tournament," exclaimed the emcee excitedly. Yvain and Wi locked up in an intense grapple, rolling across the mat and exchanging punches and kicks. Wi expertly used her agility to kick Yvain off of her during the roll, showing off her impressive skill and technique. Yvain let out a gasp as he soared through the air, his body twisting and turning in an acrobatic display of agility. With a resounding thud, he landed face-first on the stage floor, eliciting a groan from the audience. The announcer chuckled at the impact and turned to observe the intense battle between Thomas and Ivan. The two fighters traded punches and kicks, their movements fluid and precise as they blocked each other's attacks. "Impressive," commented Ivan with a smirk. "Likewise," responded Thomas through gritted teeth. But Ivan wasn't finished yet; with a swift motion, he shot out a beam of energy from the palm of his hand towards Thomas. Thomas reacted quickly, crossing his arms in an X formation to block the powerful blast. Seizing the opportunity, Ivan caught Thomas off guard with a hard punch to the face that sent him reeling back. Meanwhile, Yvain had recovered from his fall and was back on his feet, shaking off the pain. "Not bad," he said to Wi with a grin. She charged at him full speed, attempting to sweep his legs out from under him with a kick. But Yvain was ready for her attack and used his own legs to block hers before sweeping her legs instead, causing her to stumble backward. Wi let out a loud battle cry as she regained her balance and picked up Thomas by his gi before tossing him aside like a ragdoll. Then, she turned her attention back to Yvain. Thomas scrambled to get back into the fight as he watched Ivan and Yvain continue their intense exchange of punches and kicks. He seized the opportunity to unleash a burst of energy blasts towards Ivan, who managed to block them both with ease. But this momentary distraction gave Thomas the chance he needed; with precision and strength, he landed a powerful punch directly into Ivan's stomach. Ivan felt the impact of Thomas' blow and was sent flying several meters away. But as he fell, he saw Yvain dashing towards him, ready to exploit his vulnerability. In a split second decision, Ivan used the momentum from his fall to flip backwards and land on his feet before swiftly dodging Yvain's attack. But Yvain didn't let up; his hands began to glow with a translucent white light as he charged up his next move. With a loud yell, he unleashed a powerful punch that sent Ivan flying even higher into the air. Meanwhile, Wi had managed to regain her footing and was once again charging at Yvain. He quickly moved out of the way, attempting to elbow her in the back to knock her off balance. But Wi was quick on her feet and used her own legs to hold onto Yvain's, swinging around him and tripping him up in the process. "Ouch," grunted Yvain as he hit the ground hard. Wi wasted no time in launching herself towards Yvain again, this time attempting a dropkick. But Yvain managed to get back on his feet just in time, holding his chest in pain. "That wasn't good at all," he growled. As Wi charged at him once more, Yvain prepared to defend himself. But just before she could make contact, he used his shoulder to push her aside, causing her to stumble and do a backflip before regaining her balance with an impressive display of agility. "Now you're dead!" Wi screamed with determination as a pink aura began to radiate from her body, transforming her into a fierce pink goblin-like creature. Her ears and nose grew longer than normal while her nails extended into sharp claws. With one swift motion, she threw a punch towards Yvain, but right before it made contact, her hand disappeared into thin air. Confused, Yvain looked around for her missing punch, only to be caught off guard as it came from behind him and knocked him over. Thomas, who had been watching the whole scene unfold, turned around in surprise just in time to get hit by Yvain's flying body. "Hey!" he exclaimed indignantly as he tried to push Yvain off of him. "Oops, Wi is sorry," she said with a sheepish look on her face. Yvain rubbed his head as he got up, his yellow aura beginning to appear around him. In a matter of seconds, he was dressed in a shining suit of yellow knight armor, much to the confusion of the audience. "Now it's time to unleash my power," he declared confidently. "Special Move: Volt Fist of Thunder!" With a yell, he launched himself at Wi, his fist glowing with crackling yellow sparks. As he attempts to connect to Wi, Thomas interjects and his energy turns pure white as he transforms into a hybrid creature, part human and part Lynx, catching the incoming volt fist. The impact jolts him and sends him flying off the stage with a loud boom, surrounded by clouds of gray smoke. When the smoke dissipates, Thomas is seen landing on the grass outside the ring. Wi becomes enraged and charges at him, grabbing his Gi and lifting him up. "Sorry," apologizes Thomas. Despite his apology, Wi slams him into the back wall of the ring-out area before storming off in anger. "We've won!" exclaims Ivan, lifting Yvain's arm in triumph as they both step down from the stage.

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