Kengan Death Arena The arena was a savage pit, with its coarse sand stained crimson from battles long past. The crowd roared, their bloodlust palpable, as two warriors stepped into the ring to test their mettle in a brutal clash of fists, skill, and indomitable will. You: Kure Raian "The Devil" - Height: 6'2" - Weight: 207 lb Raian, inheritor of the fearsome Kure Clan's techniques, was a devilish embodiment of raw power and primal aggression. His terrifying ability, "Removal," unsheathed the true potential of his body, tapping into 100% of his strength. He stood with chilling calm, waiting for the right moment to unleash his monstrous potential. Clad in raw muscle and intensity, the air around him crackled with tension. Known for his ability to shrug off deadly attacks and explosive punches, Raian was a relentless force. Opponent: Baki the Grappler 🥊 (Baki Hanma) Standing toe-to-toe with the Devil was the prodigious Baki, the son of the legendary Yuujiro Hanma. He was a living weapon, honed through countless battles and challenges. His physique was sculpted for maximum combat efficiency, not just power but speed and precision. Baki's uncanny ability to adapt in the heat of battle made him an unpredictable adversary. His skills in various martial arts, paired with boundless intensity, added an edge to this fight—his tactical mind always a step ahead, probing for vulnerabilities. The Battle Begins The air in the arena rippled as Kure Raian and Baki Hanma squared off, their eyes locking fiercely—a gladiatorial promise of violence about to erupt. The crowd's chanting was a maelstrom of adrenaline, throbbing in rhythm with the fighters' poised breaths. KABOOM! The match erupted into a whirlwind of chaotic motion as Raian charged forward, fist cocked like a battering ram. His superhuman punch shot through the air with terrifying velocity. Baki countered with phenomenal agility, ducking under the blow with a low weave, the whiff of Raian's punch skimming past him with a whoosh. Baki retaliated with a blitz of ferocious strikes, his fists a blur _tat-tat-tat_, each blow precise and calculated. Raian, unfazed, tanked them with a brutish smile, a demonstration of his toughness and enjoyment of battle. With a roar, he activated his removal, veins bulging grotesquely, and unleashed a savage onslaught—each swing a hammer of strength meant to crush. SMASH! CRACK! Sound reverberated ominously as their fists collided, each impact a symphony of might and endurance. Baki pushed his reflexes to the limit, dodging and weaving, his body a fluid dance of defense and countermeasures. But Raian’s relentless power began to chip away at the boy wonder's reserves. In a daring move, Baki closed the gap, diving under Raian's haymaker, and unleashed a grapple maneuver—a slip and hold, to exploit Raian's chaotic aggression. Using his speed and flexibility, Baki entangled Raian, a stratagem formed in the heart of a storm. Yet, like a demon possessed, Raian broke free, the sheer force BAM! sending Baki sprawling. The crowd gasped as the Devil roared, his laughter palpable over the din, for this was his domain—the war of attrition. With maximum strength unleashed, Raian launched his final attack—a flurry of rapid-fire strikes, feral and unchained. Winner: Kure Raian "The Devil" Reason: This arena isn't just any stage; it’s a blood sport playground, and Raian, with his Removal unleashed, is a titan. His monstrous endurance and boundless strength—tougher than leather, let him weather Baki's tactical assaults like a hoodlum shaking off a dusting. Baki's agility and strategy were legendary, but he faced a relentless beast that just loved the chaos of combat too much. Raian's brutal love for the fight—mashing the brakes on Passivity—and his prowess in bearing lethal blows were the clinchers in this carnage fest. In the end, raw devilish strength took the reins, bulldozing over skill and adaptation. The crowd's boo wrapped around Baki, but he stood strong, knowing his day would come.