Adam and Sang are staying in the infirmary to watch the fight.
"Are you sure you don't wanna be by your dad's side?"
Adam asks. Sang chuckles.
"My dad may struggle a bit, but he is the strongest! I know that he'll win. I also just want to stay with you."
Sang replies. Adam stays silent. He can't really argue about Jacques being the strongest while he's patched up on the bed.
"…Thanks, Sang."
Adam hugs Sang. Jacques takes a quick glance.
"Sang's really mature. I think he knows Adam is feeling very conflicted right now. You've raised quite a boy, Mr. Jitae."
He thinks to himself.
Wei enters the arena, where Jitae is already there waiting for him.
"And now, the final match of round 2!
Round 2, match 8! Qiang Giang Wei "Touch of Death" versus Jitae "The Wall" Won!"
Jitae stretches and cracks his joints. Wei gets into position.
"Fighters are you ready!?""Mhm!""Yes, we are.""Then…BEGIN!!!"
The fight starts and Jitae immediately goes for a sweep kick. Wei jumps up, wraps his legs around Jitae's head, and drops him to the floor with a scissor neck takedown.
"Holy shit! The fight has barely started and Jitae is already on the ground!"
He's got Jitae in an armbar. Jitae is able to slip through as it wasn't executed perfectly. He goes for a jab, but Wei ducks under and hits Jitae in the chest with a Fa Jin, pushing Jitae back and dealing massive damage.
"Damn! Wei's not pulling any punches!"
Jitae wipes off the blood dripping from his mouth and recomposes himself.
"I knew he was going to be a troublesome opponent. He's fast but he hits like a heavyweight just like Francisco!"
Jitae thinks to himself before closing the distance. Wei stays calm and in position. He steps in for a low kick, Wei dodges. He feints another low kick into a right straight, Wei parries. He goes for a jab to get Wei's attention. Wei blocks, but Jitae throws an uppercut to the body. Wei blocks in time, and steps back.
"Jitae's not letting Wei catch a break! But he's not able to get any hits in!"
Jitae focuses up.
"That last hit felt weird. Can he disperse power as well?"
He thinks to himself before taking a deep breath. His theory was right. Not only could Wei use a strike with the full force of his body with Fa Jin, but he is also able to disperse the power of the strikes that hit him, allowing him to take hits that would otherwise be deadly, as shown in his previous match with Krister Steffenson. Though this comes with one big downside, extreme concentration.
"Alright, let's do this."
Jitae thinks before rushing in with a flying knee kick. Wei side steps the attack and goes for another Fa Jin. Jitae ducks under and hits him with a devastating uppercut. Wei is stunned. Jitae follows up with a low kick to a side kick, causing Wei to fall over backwards.
"Oh! Jitae's coming back with a vengeance!"
Wei shakily gets up. He wasn't able to fully disperse that uppercut, which means it dealt massive damage. Jitae's not one to let up, he rushes in with a massive straight. Wei slightly steps aside, using the momentum of the punch he spins around and hits Jitae with a spinning back elbow to the jaw. Jitae stumbles backwards.
"A SPINNING BACK ELBOW TO JITAE'S JAW! NOT EVEN HE COULD SHAKE THAT OFF!"
Before Jitae could recompose, Wei rushes in with another Fa Jin to the body, blowing Jitae back, once more dealing massive damage and dropping him to the floor.
"Wei's showing off just how deadly he can be! Has anyone seen Jitae this damaged before!?"
Jitae gets up and puts his guard up. This time, Wei is making the first move slowly closing in on Jitae.
Jitae throws a punch first, Wei dodges and attempts an eye poke, but Jitae slips to the side. Jitae throws some more punches, Wei parries each and throws some strikes of his own. The two carry on with some high-speed exchanges, neither fighter landing a hit.
"Despite Jitae's weight, he's showing off his own insane speed!"
The stalemate breaks as Wei lands a strike to the throat, stunning Jitae. Jitae falls back. Wei followed up with a Fa Jin to the face, but it was just bait. Jitae had moved back ever so slightly to reduce the damage taken from the throat strike. Jitae parries the Fa Jin and counters with a straight aimed at Wei's face, sending him back.
"A devastating counter from Jitae to end the stalemate! How's Wei going to recover!?"
Wei was able to disperse part of the force, but it still dealt massive damage. He's hurt, but blood is on fire. The adrenaline is numbing the pain, and he gets into his stance once more. He shouts a loud battle cry.
"Wei's not going to back down despite the massive damage! He's showing off his warrior spirit!"
Jitae moves in slowly. Wei's taking deep breaths to calm himself down.
Wei rushes in, but Jitae stops him midway and sweeps his legs, causing him to lose balance.
Jitae throws a straight but despite Wei's imbalance he dodges and counters with a roundhouse kick, stunning Jitae and causing him to move back. Wei follows up with a flying kick to the face, flooring him.
"A flying kick!? Jitae's down once more!"
Wei attempts to finish his opponent, but Jitae gets up. Wei pulls back and puts his guard up.
"Even after all that Jitae is still getting up!"
Jitae throws a high kick, Wei pulls back. Wei prepares a counter but Jitae blocks. Another back and forth where neither fighter can land a hit. Jabs, straights, low kicks, hooks, calf kicks from Jitae all parried and dodged. Knifehands, spearhands, palm strikes, and punches from Wei are getting blocked and parried.
"Once more the fighters are engaging in a high-speed exchange where neither one is budging!"
The fighters in the infirmary are watching in amazement. "What speed! What power! What technique!" many of them thought. Jacques Williams was more amazed than anyone else in the room.
"So, this is the power of the world's strongest man! And that Qiang Giang Wei is no pushover either, he's holding his own against that monster!"
He thinks to himself as the fight progresses. Francisco and Waldemar aren't too astonished.
"They're showing off." Francisco said. Waldemar chuckled."You would too if you were facing someone as strong as either of them."
Waldemar replied.
"Still, Jitae's doing some serious sandbagging."
Luthfi stares blankly.
"He was holding back while fighting me, and it seems like he still is."
He thinks to himself. Leonardo, smiling, is shaking in excitement.
"I can't wait to fight this guy!" He shouts. Jack smiles as well."You'll get your chance calm down now."
Jack says.
Jitae throws a straight, Wei ducks under and aims a Fa Jin straight to Jitae's solar plexus. Jitae blocks in time but still gets sent backwards. Jitae is winded, but Wei is gassing out.
"The stalemate breaks once more!
Looks like they're keeping their distance for now!"
Throwing around Fa Jins isn't ideal. Like dispersing power, they too take extreme amounts of concentration. The extra amount of time needed to concentrate for it fogged up his brain during the exchange, which also led to him using up more of his stamina. He tries to calm down by taking deep breaths. He anticipated that even though Jitae might not have lost as much stamina as him, he would still need to catch his breath as well, giving him plenty of time to recover as during his training he was taught a very specific breathing method, allowing him to take more oxygen with less effort. This, however, requires extreme concentration as well, which is why he is unable to do it mid-fight.
That is something he must work on, as his master and the masters before his master have tried but failed in the past. He is a great talent, travelling from country to country, fighting countless battles in order to improve his fighting prowess.
Even suffering many injuries along the way. Why would he go this far? If one is born a man at least once in his life he will dream of becoming the strongest in the world. Many may stop along the way to pursue other things, but for the few who don't, for the few who continue along this path that their child minds dreamt of, they will do everything to reach that level. Qiang Giang Wei is one of those people.
Wei has recovered and is now ready to fight again, while Jitae is still catching his breath. Jitae's caught off guard and has his whole body assailed by a Fa Jin. Jitae tries putting his guard up, but Wei is readying his pressure point bombardment attack. Hitting the temple, philtrum, throat, jugular, solar plexus, and the heart with a barrage of strikes, Wei is giving it his all with another battle cry as he continues striking at the weak points of the human body.
"ANOTHER PRESSURE POINT BARRAGE FROM WEI! KRISTER STEFFENSON COULDN'T HANDLE IT BUT COULD JITAE WON!?"
Wei finishes off the barrage with a quick Fa Jin to the chest, sending Jitae flying back and flooring him once more. Wei takes a knee as he had exhausted his energy, hitting Jitae with more strikes, with more force and more precision than he did with Krister.
Wei keeps his head down, catching his breath while expecting to hear himself announced as the winner of the match.
"WHAT'S THIS!? JITAE RISES UP ONCE MORE!?"
Wei looks up to see Jitae, bleeding, battered, and bruised, but still standing. He is shocked to see a man able to withstand an attack that deadly, an attack by all means should end the lives of most people. He is in utter disbelief, but he is also happy. He smiled wider than he ever did before. He laughs.
"So, this means I can improve even more. Wonderful."
Jitae getting back up didn't discourage Wei in the slightest. Instead, it inspired him. It reminded him that until you're at the top, there will always be someone better. He thought he had reached the top a long time ago, that was until he heard of this tournament and the Paraiso organization as a whole. To think there were men as strong as Jitae, Wei couldn't help but smile. Though, he wiped that smile off quickly. Now was the time to fight.
Jitae is bleeding heavily, but he still has much more to give. Wei on the other hand looks as though he has hit his limit. He gets back up despite this.
He shakily puts his guard up, his vision is blurred, he can barely make out Jitae's silhouette. Wei breathes in, and with the last of his energy charges straight at Jitae, aiming for one last Fa Jin. Jitae parries and hits a nasty uppercut, knocking the lights out of Wei.
"ANOTHER MASSIVE UPPERCUT FROM JITAE! BUT WAIT, IT LOOKS LIKE HE'S NOT DONE!"
Jitae takes a deep breath. He wants to make sure of his win. He hits a calf kick, into a side kick to the body. A 1-2 combo up top, a right hook to the jaw and a left hook to the temple, and to top it all off, a roundhouse kick to the head which he chains into a spinning hook kick once again to the head. Wei falls unconscious.
"WHAT A DEVASTATING COMBO FROM JITAE!!! AND THE WINNER IS JITAE "THE WALL" WON!!!"
Jitae raises his arm up, before taking a knee and spitting out blood. The damage has finally caught up to him, but he stands right back up. He looks at his defeated opponent before leaving the arena. On the way to the infirmary, he leans on the wall as he starts getting dizzy.
"Ugh, I feel sick." He mutters under his breath.
"Of course you would, you should've finished him off before he was able to do that pressure point move."
Someone said. Jitae looks up to see Waldemar.
"Oh, hi old man. You here to pick me up?"
Jitae says jokingly.
"Nah, I just came to see your beat-up face."
Waldemar says before laughing. He quickly stops though.
"Seriously, that guy was incredible, but he shouldn't have been a big enough problem for you to take a knee."
Waldemar adds. Jitae scratches his head.
"I guess you're right. It might be old age."
Jitae says jokingly, again.
"YOU'RE 20 YEARS TOO EARLY FOR YOU TO START MAKING OLD JOKES!"
Waldemar shouts. Jitae chuckles.
"Right, right. Let's go to the infirmary, I feel like garbage."
He says as they walk towards the infirmary.
"And that's it for round 2 folks! Once more we will have a one-day break before continuing with the tournament! Enjoy the island's niceties everyone! Oh, and don't forget, this will be the final break day as there will no longer be break days round 3 onward!"
The announcer shouts, closing the day of round 2. It is time for one last breather, before the day where one man shall be crowned the strongest in the world!