The Trial of Peace [LB] Preliminary Round - Patch VS Chomei

Some time had passed, and though Chomei’s earlier wounds still ached… He felt pumped, having been given a chance to redeem his pathetic display. He’d had an idea brewing, for what he’d do after this tournament was all said and done. Losing quite handily, before a grand audience TWICE, would not give him great future prospects in that endeavor. He walked onto the stage slowly, only moments before Patch, and stood waiting for him.

He hadn't watched any of the other fights since he’d woken up, apart from Jackie’s… so he didn't recognise his mechanical opponent. He could tell through primal instinct alone that he was powerful… Maybe not quite on his level, but near enough that it didn't truly matter. He appeared slightly disheveled, having some pieces of metal hastily welded for this very match. Chomei felt a pang of sadness, seeing that. If he was going to fight someone, he’d have preferred them at their best; It didn't seem right to beat up on someone already beat up.

Patch spoke to him, and he nodded in recognition. Silencing his complaints, he raised his arms and entered into the Dragon Stance. “And I you, android,” He replied. Despite his regret at the circumstances, Chomei refused to show any pity… For that would only dishonor his foe—He would instead lash out with the entirety of his strength.

With a blitzing rush of light, Patch fired a blast of energy right towards him. Chomei breathed sharply, winding his right arm back. With a ferocious yell, he struck out at the energy bolt, crashing his arm through the mass of green plasma. His clawed hand emerged out the other end, just as the residual energies exploded off of his forearm. He showed no outward reaction to this other than a confident smirk, and as the smoke dissipated, it was revealed that his arm remained nearly unharmed. He flexed his hand, opening and closing it, showing this to Patch.

After a moment of silence, he quickly ducked back into his stance, and blaster forward towards the android. “Let's see what you’ve got, kid!” He yelled, just as he unleashed a ferocious melee assault on his robotic opponent. Claws, Elbows, Knees… a twister of violent attacks!

Chomei felt his excitement growing as his robotic opponent deflected and dodged his savage blows, doing so with an almost mechanical precision. Uh… Well, he supposed that was expected… given that he was an android. Chomei had never fought a robot before, so he was eager to find out just how far the android could push him.

He could feel the rumbling of the crowd's ecstatic cheering increase as their exchange began to grow in pace and intensity. And suddenly… as he reeled an arm back to strike at the android once more… Patch suddenly lashed out, striking him squarely across the cheek. He recoiled back slightly, falling into a defensive stance as the mechanical being lashed out with a flurry of blows.

Patches blows struck him all over, even despite his attempts to deflect them safely away. He huffed gruffly, leaping back and putting some distance between the two, and raising his Dragon Stance once more. For a moment, Chomei stared warily at his robotic foe. His defensive technique had failed him, having been easily pierced by the android. For to have happened… He figured Patch was either very perceptive or far stronger than Chomei gave him credit for.

He clenched his hands, refocusing his attention. Regardless of how he’d done it, Chomei would simply have to deal with it. Feeling Dragon Force coursing through him, Chomei let out a ferocious yell, rapidly bashing the thin air before him with his palms. He sent out a whirlwind of shockwaves, hoping to wear down and batter the droid from afar.

The first of Chomei’s invisible barrage struck true, lurching his robotic foe back from where he stood. He grinned slightly, excited at having finally achieved a clean blow. A moment later, and with mechanical efficiency, Patch reacted—His body whirring mechanically as he planted his feet firmly back onto the white stone below. Like a gong being rung fervently, The android took shockwave after shockwave, the sound echoing through the arena as he began taking step after step toward the Dragon. Exhaling, he kept his barrage up as the robot neared. He knew Patch was relatively perceptive… he’d been able to see a weakness in his stance earlier, after all. As the metallic warrior approached, Chomei let his technique become flimsy in brief intervals, hoping the android would strike at him then.

They stood nearly a meter apart now, and after what seemed minutes of a tense standoff—Chomei battering at the arms of his cybernetic opponent, Patch lunged forward… right at an opening he’d created. He’d have laughed in excitement, had his martial artist instincts not immediately kicked in.

“HAAAH!!!” With a barbarous roar, his power suddenly surged, and he slammed his palm straight into Patch’s arm, slapping it aside with all the strength he could muster. He didn't let up though, he unleashed a barrage of blows, hoping to use the finite opportunity his sudden counterattack may bring to wear Patch down before he was able to recover fully.

Chomei’s ferocious palm launched toward his opponent, landing solidly with a resounding thud that echoed throughout the arena. But even as he felt his hand connect, his primal instincts flared in warning all throughout his body. He could tell something had changed within Patch, and was beginning to pull away when an explosion of heat and steam rushed over him.

He clenched his teeth, weathering the elements as Patch began his counterstroke. Chomei wouldn't let him have it that easily. Inhaling sharply, his skin began to redden, a soft fog now rolling off of his skin, and being dragged away on the currents of Patches own steam. He felt his blood boil as he clenched his fists, feeling Patch’s grip on his arm. His teeth gnashed against one another as he hunkered down in place. He could the Android’s kick land solidly in his side, but he’d braced himself against it. It still stung, but not so much that he couldn't immediately respond.

A soft growl left his lips as he suddenly swung with all his might, his movements causing gales of wind to erupt out and buffet the entire arena. His stomps toward Patch shook the ground, and he could feel his overwhelming strength in every attack he sent spiraling at the mechanical being. He pushed himself further, throwing everything into this sudden melee. The almighty might of the Dragon Rush!

Chomei’s first fist struck with a resounding echo. It rebounded off of some sort of shield, though, that didn't deter any further assaults from Chomei. He struck the barrier with all his might, with increasing speed and ferocity. He felt cracks spread through its pale transparent surface, and eventually, felt his palm flow throw it as it crumbled beneath his almighty assault. He noted pieces falling off of the android, the various dents piling up all over his robotic frame. But even as his assault continued, Patch still had that look of mechanical neutrality. He looked up slowly as he weathered Chomei’s remaining assault and spoke calmly.

It was a cryptic thing to hear, once you’d started to believe that you had the upper hand. He swung one more time, hoping to slam his palm into the side of Patch’s head, but it seemed his opponent had analyzed him enough to know exactly what was coming. He dropped down, dodging Chomei’s strike, before knocking him off balance with a clean strike to one of his legs.

He grimaced, attempting to regain his bearings, and only just barely noticing Patch’s growing power. He glanced at the android, but he had already disappeared from view. He felt something hot behind him, and all he could do was brace himself as an enormous shock rippled through his body. He was shot across the remaining length of arena, into the blue grass, and landed with a resounding boom. All he could see for a brief moment was black, but eventually, he stumbled back up to his feet, bloody and bruised, noticing finally where he’d landed. Damn, he thought sadly. Twice in one day! Despite his quiet somberness, Patch had won, plain and simple. Chomei was beginning to think he wasn't made for these types of tournaments. He'd lost far too often for his own liking. Still, he dusted himself off and grinned at the Android. “Congrats champ!” He said, climbing back onto the stage. “You’ve got a keen eye… Though, now that you’ve beat me, you’d better win this thing, alright?” He reached out to shake his opponent's hand.

“Also… If you ever want a rematch… or to ‘learn’ from me, I’ll be in North City, on Earth” He said. Whether or not the handshake was taken, he’d eventually turn from Patch, and walk off into the waiting area to gather his things. He’d enjoyed his time on Namek, even if it was full of losses. He only hoped that Jackie would finish up with her matches soon, so he could finally go home.

Patchwork gains 2,694 XP! 77 > 2,771

Chomei gains 2,288 XP! 753 > 3,041