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The announcer adjusted his shades, "Annnnnnnnd we're back folks! Following that intense match with Ryu and Dee Jay, we're met in the jungles of South America!" The camera panned to the left, "To our left...we have the green giant! Electric brute! Bllllllaaaaaaaaanka!" He yelled out as he appeared on the stage.
"And to our right..." The camera panned to the right, "Two-Time Electro-Champ, The Mysterian!" He yelled out as the blonde man appeared on the stage too, dressed in a white t-shirt and black shorts.
The man planted his combat boots in the ground and locked eyes with Blanka, "Three. Two. One. Fight!" The announcer shouted before running off to left the two men fight.
Blanka ran over and clocked the Mysterian in the head, knocking the man onto the ground as he jumped into the air ready to slam down onto him. The Mysterian got up and lunged out of the way, grabbing Blanka by the legs and throwing him down.
The recovering Blanka got up and grabbed onto him, arms wrapped around his back as he tried to shock the Mysterian. And though it hurt the man, the electricity absorbed into his hands as he looked down at Blanka.
He elbowed him in the head to force himself free, allowing the man to attempt to kick him in the head rather hard, though he shrugged it off due to his thick head and let Blanka grab him by the leg and swing him around before slamming him onto the ground much like he did prior.
Blanka ran over like a wild animal, swinging his fists violently in his direction as The Mysterian attempted to get off his feet. He stood on his two feet and placed a well timed punch to stop his wild swinging, he let out a simple two-punch one-kick combo to him and grabbed the stunned Blanka, picking him up onto his shoulders and slamming him back-first onto the ground.
"Halt!" The announcer shouted, "For the winner of this round....The Mysterian!" And upon hearing those words, he lent a hand to the dazed Blanka and helped him onto his feet.
The pair, once recovered their stamina, returned to their positions "Three. Two. One. Fight!" The announcer said, this time from a better distance. Which allowed Blanka to roll up into a ball and slam into the Mysterian once the fight started, knocking the man onto his ass before he was picked up and thrown across the bridge.
Blanka, like the last round, attempted to slam his body down onto his opponent, this time succeeding as he slammed his entire body-weight into the Mysterian's back and bouncing back.
The Mysterian stood up, and didn't attack for a few seconds as he opted to catch his breath. Blanka charged up a hefty swing, only for The Mysterian to dodge and land a punch of his own in his opponent's jaw.
He kneed him in the stomach, kicked him in the head, and grabbed him and slammed him onto the ground before Blanka got a grip on himself and tried kicking back, though he only jumped into the air and planted both boots into Blanka's chest.
"Halt!" The announcer shouted out, "For the winner of the second round...The Mysterian!"
He got off Blanka and helped him up, "My daughter's a fan of you." He said as he wiped dust off his green arms, "Sorry for doing all that." The weak Blanka lifted up a weak thumbs-up before walking off the stage.