The Ultimate Host

The loud powerful knocking continued. The door's open. Even though Victor told whoever was on the other end that the door was open, the powerful loud knocking continued. " I said the f.u.c.k.i.n.g door is open!" yelled Victor. Victor finally had enough. He was acquiring a headache. When Victor looked through the keyhole, he saw no one. He took a deep breath and opened the door. He looked around and saw a puddle of blood. He ignored this and shut the door. Suddnely the door was kicked off thre hinges by the same strange man who was dressed in a black and cloak and hood wearing a horned mask made from a troll's skull. Victor automatically knew the strange man was an elf due to his pointy ears. The strange man placed his left hand around Victor's neck, wrestling him to the ground, strangling with brute force. Victor's vision was turning blurry. His skin was turning pale as green veins appeared around his neck.

Victor kicked the strange man in his chest, causing his grip to loosen up. Victor hopped to his feet, punching the strange masked elf in the stomach. A loud grunt was heard. As Victor was about to kick the strange masked elf in the face, the masked elf, suddenly pulled out an Industrial elf gun, shooting Victor repeatly in his chest. The elf began laughing. Victor puked up chunks of blood. However, bullets wouldn't kill him. Victor generated double damage energy around his left hand, punching the masked elf in the face. The masked shattered in pieces. The elf smashed into the bar. His face was now exposed. Victor generated a grey aura around his body, causing the bullets to drop out of his body. His wounds miraculously healed. As he ran towards the bar, the elf leaped in the air, landing on the bar with a smile on his face. His eyes were red and black. He had the Industrial Elf sigil on his forehead. " Who the f.u.c.k are you?" asked Victor. The Industrial Elf didn't answer. Blood began flowing out of the elf's nostrils. " Do you realize how much money you cost by destroying my cyborg? Victor snickered. Like I give a f.u.c.k."

The Industrial Elf leaped towards Victor like a tiger, screaming like a siren. Victor sliced the air, softly saying: Even Slices." Suddnely the Industrial Elf paused in the air. The elf was sliced in half. Blood splattered all over the ground, and fancy wallpapered walls. His organs leaked on the ground. Victor walked up to his fridge and took a beer out. He closed the fridge by kicking it with immense force. He opened the glass bottle of beer with his mouth, guzzling half of it down. He plopped down on the bloody couch and sighed. As he was about to fall asleep, at 5 prison guards rushed in and saw an Industrial Elf's body all over the place.

Feng's Location, The Next Day Of The Preliminaries..

Feng acquired many fans from his fight with The Bone Crusher. He instantly became the top prospect of the preliminaries. His next opponent would be a mass-murdering serial killer by the name of Dragic. Dragic was often called The Creature Of The Night because he murdered each one of his victims at night. Dragic was only 30 years of age. When he was 20 years old he traveled to the Land Of The Giants, going up the tallest mountain named Mt. Behemoth. On Mt. Behemoth lived an old monk named Lagos. Lagos was not only a monk but a hermit who isolated himself from the giants and the rest of the world. Lagos was 84 years old. Dragic came to Lagos begging him to train him. Nearly almost after 2 years, Lagos finally accepted. Lagos took Dragic under his wing and named him his apprentice teaching him all the basics of his way and style of kungfu. When Dragic was 28 Lagos finally decided to him the deathliest techniques he knew. After learning these techniques, Dragic became very c.o.c.ky and arrogant, even challenging his master to a deathmatch. For months Lagos refused until Dragic laced his herbal tea with poison. Lagos immediately accepted. For 2 days they fought each other.

When Lagos was about to unleash the final killing blow, the poison finally spread through his body and killed him. He was 92. As his master died, he left the mountain and started his killing rampage. Dragic was 5'10 weighing 174 pounds of lean muscle. He didn't have any tattoos on his body. He has single gold teeth on of his front permanent teeth. He had a bushy goatee. His hair was short and buzzed. He wore a black tank top, cargo pants, and heavy brown boots with yellow and red shoelaces. As the crowd saw Dragic, whispering filled the ring. In his first preliminary match, he ripped off his contestants face like velcro. He was a killer. It was just something he enjoyed. When Feng entered the ring the crowd began cheering. The announcer stepped in the ring and cleared his throat, straightening his red tie. Gentlemen!!" Welcome to the second day of the preliminaries!!!" So far these matches have been brutal and entertaining." That's you people like don't you?!" The crowd and prisoners began cheering and screaming.

" Now enough chatting!" "Let's get this party started once again!" The announcer stepped out of the ring. Feng and Dragic walked into the ring, staring down one another. Both contestants saw each one and another fought. The announcer began counting down. 3, 2, 1, Fight!!!" Feng was the first one to attack. He sprinted towards Dragic and kicked him in his temple, causing his head to tilt. Feng was dumbfounded. Dragic began smiling. Dragic grabbed Feng by his leg and tossed him into the air. Feng landed on his hands. When Feng looked up, Dragic was already in front of him. He grabbed Feng by his neck, punching him repeatly in his stomach. Feng endured the pain, overpowering Dragic, by headbutting him in his forehead.

Dragic staggered. Blood gushed out of Dragic's temple like a rocket. He staggered. Feng quickly generated powerful double damage energy around his fist, punching Dragic in the face into the ground. The loud noise of Dragic's bottom jaw was crushed. Feng's fist was smoking as if he lit it on fire. He jumped back 10 feet away, carefully trying not to jump out of the wing. His right fist was smoked in Dragic's blood. As the announcer was about to shout out its over, Dragic stood on his feet as if no damage came upon his body. He grabbed a hold of his crush jaw, snapping it back in place. " I can take much more damage than you think smart guy. Don't underestimate me."

Feng thought it was over. He sucked his teeth, ripping out a piece of the ring, tossing it at Dragic. Dragic punched the piece of cement to pieces. Feng was only using this as a diversion. Feng leaped towards Dragic, raining down a barrage of punches upon his body. Feng used his forearms to shield off Feng's punches. Dragic didn't make a sound or grunt. Suddnely Dragic generated a powerful bright yellow energy wrapped around his left forearm. A gauntlet was created. He uppercut Feng into the air. Three of Feng's teeth came out of his mouth. He flew at least 20 feet into the air. When Feng was going to crash on the hard cement ground, Dragic leaped into the air and drove his pointy elbow into Feng's stomach

. Feng vomited up a lot of blood. A crater was formed. Dragic stood on his feet and giggled. He stuck his hands in the air and began cheering for himself as the crowd began booing. As he continued to cheer on himself, he left himself wide open. Feng stood on his feet and wrapped his left forearm around Dragic's neck, choking him with immense. Both Feng and Dragic collapsed on their knees.