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- As he fell, Gon turned his eyes towards the third fighter flying through the air- a small yellow mouse, decked out in an orange jumpsuit and a matching luchador mask. “NOW, PIKA! VOLT TACKLE!”
- Pika cried out his affirmative as his body coursed with deadly electrical energy. With Gon’s kick, Free had moved right into Pika’s path, and the small Pokemon collided with Free’s stomach hard enough to force the breath from the werewolf’s lungs. The two slammed into the canvas with such force that the electrical discharge made the stadium lights flicker and killed every cell phone in the first twenty rows. Again Gon was there, standing on Free’s chest as he dared the werewolf to try something. This time, Free was still recovering from the pounding he’d taken, and the ref got the three-count as the crowd roared their approval.
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- Round 10, FreestyleKneepad
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