Chapter 112: Royal Rumble Match (II): Heavy Amos The Devourer

Heavy Amos threw a frightening gaze at Arnold, letting out rough breaths that revealed the level of his eagerness to beat Max Fury to a stupor.

Although Arnold was a bit nervous with the way Heavy Amos acted, he still appeared calm and attentive.

Truthfully, Heavy Amos didn't know whether or not he was afraid of him. In Max Fury's dark eyes were complicated glints that defined nothing but fearlessness.

At that time, the fans were cheering at the top of their lungs, giving both parties the courage to attack themselves.

Although as experienced fighters, they didn't pay any attention but just watched and inspected, finding the right time to attack.

This wasn't a one-on-one match you know? And the other wrestlers in the ring were watching. No, they both got fed up and attacked Heavy Amos.

While Arnold was watching with a hint of awe, a broad kick from Jaxon caused him to fall on the mat due to the great impact of the attack.

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The Pro Wrestling System whispered in Arnold's head just as he fell on the mat. The kick wasn't hard enough to send him to unconsciousness, so Arnold only felt the pain for a moment. Although Jaxon Lee wasn't done with him yet.

He pulled Arnold up from the white mat and lifted him through his shoulders as if about to launch a Samoan Drop... Arnold quickly judged that it was a Samoan Drop, but the words of the commentators proved him wrong.

"Jaxon is about to deliver an AA!!! Oh, this might just be the end for the Alpha and Omega champion of Grindhouse Wrestling!"

'An AA??? Holy Shit!" Arnold quickly elbowed Jaxon with the fastest speed he could execute, but it unfortunately seemed to be too late.

*BAAM!*

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Of course, it was a legendary move made by a WWE legend, Mr Cena, in the late years. Now, Jaxon Lee had chosen not to let the legacy die, just as the Pro Wrestling System brought Brandy Orton's RKO.

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Arnold felt unconscious, but he didn't really have to worry since there would be a fast three-count to get him defeated.

It was to be a top-rope elimination, which he definitely will be aware of when Jaxon tried to pull him up from the mat.

Arnold gasped as if like a dying man... The AA was literally not an ordinary finishing move, in some ways, it could be directly compared to the RKO and other terrifying finishers like the Tombstone Piledriver, the F5, the Jackhammer, and as well the SC Stunner.

Although there was a noticeable act of pain, the system always did its job.

Jaxon dragged Arnold up and settled for an elimination... Thanks to The Legacy's Strength and Endurance, they were able to save him from the heartbreaking move.

With his last-conjured strength, Arnold punched Jaxon in the face, falling back to the mat after forcing his opponent to let go of him.

What's more shocking? That instant, Heavy Amos threw one of the competitors out of the ring, symbolizing his elimination.

That was not all; the other competitor was eliminated right after, with Heavy Amos catching them off guard.

Now, there were three men in the ring, but it only took a few seconds before there were two remaining.

While Heavy Amos was too gazing at Max Fury who was sitting and leaning on one corner of the ring, Jaxon thought he was mindless of him and charged.

Just as he got close, a huge grip struck his neck, and before he could know it, he was outside the ring.

"YEAH!!!"

"There is power! An absolute power in him. That's why he is called The Devourer of Men!"

A commentator felt the sweetness of the match and commented, his voice as loud as the entire cheer of the fans due to the help of the microphone.

Right now, it was only Arnold in the ring...

No, there was an ongoing countdown...

However, Heavy Amos didn't seem to be attracted to the countdown. His gaze was focused on Max Fury, who he truly had wanted to fight.

Now that he was done with the tiny rats that obstructed his way, he was ready to fight this wonder fighter!

Three...

Two...

One...

*DING...!*

Another competitor, the seventh entry of the 2057 Royal Rumble Match ran with the best speed he had. He was not totally slender, but he possessed a crazy character that only added to the fun of the match.

Upon reaching the ring, while Arnold still sat and watched the big man, this guy, named Bruno The Jerk, was quickly caught before he could step into the ring.

While he stood in the small space of the ring, outside the ropes, Heavy Amos grabbed his neck and pulled him into the ring. That same instant, still with a grip on the neck, Heavy Amos threw Bruno The Jerk back outside the ring, where he actually came from.

That was a fast elimination that took just three seconds.

The crazy man was shamed, however, the match continued.

Heavy Amos approached Arnold this time with yet a fierce look on his face.

Arnold had stood up moments before he approached, and the men stood face-to-face after they got close to each other.

While they stood for a while, Heavy Amos chuckled and spoke.

"It was so unfortunate that you had to meet me today, Max Fury... I have been waiting for this day to come just to destroy you, and end your career... Just like Tristan Black had planned but failed."

"Today, there is no escape. Before I throw you off that top rope, I will make sure you barely walk on your feet and faintly thrust your arms."

"Max Fury, I will make your life miserable!"

Arnold listened to all that Heavy Amos had said, but he didn't seem to be shaken at all.

Instead, the faint glint in his eyes turned red in the next moment, clenching his fist.

Then before the clash, he let out a fierce smile and shouted.

"Let's see!"

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