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Chishan (l) Vs The Champ (w); Earth Alliance Spar
Topic Started: Apr 1 2013, 12:19 PM (236 Views)
AnotherOldGoten
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It was going to be a day of sparring at the grand Satan mansion, smack dab in the middle of Satan City. The great champion of the world Hercule had invited a newly acquired ally, Chishan, to join him in a friendly bout to test and hone their skills. The Champ suppressed his ki while waiting for the Saiyan to arrive and was perched secretly atop the section of roof that shaded the marble made front porch.

It wasn't long before the tailed being arrived and entered through the massive set of golden gates that protected the home from intruders, but mostly it was there to keep out crazed fans. Herc grinned sneakily as he watch the unaware fighter approach. He waited for just the right moment, and when it came he lurched off the roof like a crazed squirrel and latched onto Chishan's back. Satan belted out a wild and savage war cry before he flipped himself off and away from the warriors back. Then, just when the Saiyan decided to turn around, the Champ would be ready to leap back at his guest and attempt to rake at his eyes like a dirty pirate hooker that was trying to collect his booty.

WC: 204
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Chishan
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[Saiyan Gains]

"Hello?"

Chishan had made it to Hercule's mansion, expecting his human friend to greet him brightly at the door. Or at least a butler to let him in and escort him to the World Champ. But alas, there seemed to be no one at the large house. Letting himself in, the Saiyan began to walk through the golden gates and up to the luxurious building before him.

He took a moment to look around the compound, one that had been designed to accommodate a World Champion. Large hedge statues were on either side, displaying Hercule in different stances and fountain pieces of peace signing Hercules had been build right underneath the bushes.

He couldn't help but chuckle. He is quite the interesting character.

As he came underneath the shadow of the roof, the Saiyan suddenly sensed a quickly arriving power level. Hercule, leaping from the roof, latched onto his back armor in an awkward bear hug of sorts.

"Hercule?! What the hell-" He began to say, his arms flinging backwards to grab at the human. But before he could get a grip on the man's shirt, he was pouncing off behind him. Spinning around, Chishan came face to face with a wild eye rake.

Reacting as quickly as one could given his situation, Chishan snapped his head backwards, dodging the protruding fingers that were meant to scratch his face. Bending down in a crouch and bringing his spine back into alignment, he shot his hands forward in a double front punch aimed for the Champ's sternum, hoping to knock him backwards.

"I guess we're starting right off. Fair enough." Chishan said, a grin spreading across his face.

WC: 277
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AnotherOldGoten
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Herc was bashed back and onto his ass from the powerful double strike. The wind was knocked out of him a b it, but he didn't stay down long. Rolling backwards and hopping to his feet, the Champ firmly regained his footing and then pushed off powerfully with his back foot and sprang back towards the Saiyan.

As Mister Satan made his way, he lifted himself from the ground and flared up his aura around his entire body. Each inch that he traveled seemed faster and faster. Power flying was definitely a more effective technique for a head on rush and way faster than running. Then, with both arms extended out front, he charged two small ki orbs in each of his palms and launched them. But, the mustached martial arts master wasn't done there. Wherever his team member ended up, he would have his fist cocked back and ready to unleash wild hay maker.

"Try and block this one Chish," he yelled.

WC: 163/367
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Chishan
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He's amped up. Probably hasn't fought in awhile.

The human Champ rolled backwards from his attack and immediately sprang back into an attack. His aura burst into existence around him, furiously flaring as he soared across the ground. And then two ki attacks were coming his way, praying for a chance to consume him in explosion.

Bending his knees, he pushed off the ground into a leap, his feet cracking the ground as he did so. The ki blasts soared right past under him and crashed hard into one of the pillars making up the entrance way of Hercule's mansion. And then here came the aforementioned human, his fist swinging forward in a hay maker that connected hard with the Saiyan's cheek.

It admittedly caught him off balance, his jaw clenching in pain and his eyes watering. But he quickly twisted his body back towards the still soaring Hercule and thrust his right leg up in a hard knee blast towards the Champ's gut. His bukujutsu holding him in place, he intertwined his fingers together and brought his hands down in a hammer blow, moving his knee out of the way so as to send Hercule sailing towards the ground.

WC: 200
TWC (For Starrk): 477
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AnotherOldGoten
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Vomit nearly spewed from the Champs mouth when Chishan sent his knee driving into his sparring partners gut. Herc instantly doubled over while the Saiyan's nubby knee retracted back from its strike, but the dark haired warrior didn't stop there. As he stayed hovering right in front of Satan he immediately brought down a hammer blow right down onto the back of the crunching humans skull. The double fisted attack struck at just the right time and added force to already downward motion that Satan was making due to his rupturing insides. Within a fraction of a second, Hercule found himself face deep in a patch of his nicely maintained lawn.

Mister Satan hadn't known the Saiyan Chishan very long, but he had been around long enough to learn the warrior's fighting power. Statistically speaking, there power levels weren't too far apart, but when it came down to sheer fisticuffs, it sure felt like a world of difference. He had to push past that though, he had to persevere, he couldn't succumb to the pain. Pushing himself up from the ground, Herc used all of his might to launch straight up and back towards Chishan. He would try and ram him with his fro covered head, and whether it was successful or not , he would follow through with a kick to the jaw and then back flip out, landing back on his feet.

WC: 233/600
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Chishan
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A wry smile graced the Saiyan as he watched Hercule hit the ground, only to rise again. He truly embraces being Earth's World Champion. Never gives up, keeps on attacking. I forgot how courageous and strong Hercule truly is, he mentally complimented his sparring partner as the Champ played at having no injury and quickly burst from the ground in another assault.

Taken by surprise, Chishan had no time to react as the curly afro-clad head connected hard with his stomach, forcing out all the air in his lungs. As white pain clouded his vision, he barely managed to see the next incoming attack; a kick hoping to grace his jaw. Throwing up his right arm, he caught the brunt of the strike on his forearm. But the power behind it still sent him flying back through the air. He didn't sail long; his back connecting with the rough and sharp foliage of one of the Hercule hedges behind him. This stopped his movement and the Amnesiac Saiyan hovered them, clad in leaves and twigs.

He raised his eyes to look at Hercule directly in front of him. And as it forced its way out of his solar plexus up through his throat, he had no control as a laugh burst out of him. All seriousness left him as his chest heaved with amusement at his current position, save the soreness that came with each guffaw.

"Alright, alright. I get it. You haven't fought in awhile." He said between laughs, freeing himself from his green predicament and floating down to the ground. When his feet safely touched the green lawn below, he brought his hands together in a loud clap. "Good fight. Hopefully that will inspire you to get out of the house once in awhile from now on."

WC: 229
TWC (For Starrk): 706
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