Strong-Arm looks up slightly when he heard his named was called, a confidant smile under his mustache as he walked towards the door leading to the ring. Sometime during the last round apparently Strong-Arm had put on a blue buttoned shirt with long sleeves, though no one seemed to notice.

(Entrance Theme: [url]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mudZ3QykX10[/url] )

As Strong-Arm entered into view of the crowd they began to cheer, a prideful smile on him as he walked up the steps to the ring, he looked to the crowd, yet again it seemed like sparkles were floating around his head, which only made the cheering intensify. It would seem as if Strong-Arm was known around these parts as most of the crowd chanted his name. While Strong-Arm was keeping the crowds attention, Maximus had begun to calmly walk towards the door leading to the ring, his heavy footfalls making a thudding sound as he passed the other competitors.

(Entrance Theme: [url]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M954D_jyJbQ[/url] )

When Maximus came into view, the crowd noticeably quieted down as they took in the sight of the robotic like armored being, some people whispered amongst themselves whereas the other's who were still cheering for Strong-Arm began to tell him to beat down the armored man. Even though most of the crowds attitude had changed Strong-Arm didn't look fazed as he watched Maximus walk onto the ring, coming to a stop next to himself almost two meters apart, Strong-Arm had to look up slightly to look into what he believed to be Maximus's eye's.

( [url]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o6HM9QXnVdk[/url] )

"I'll have you know that even though you wear that armor that will not protect you from me"

Strong-Arm boasted confidently as he pointed his right index finger to Maximus before pointing his thumb to himself, causing Maximus to tilt his head ever so slightly.

"I, Arnold Lenard Strong-Arm!"

He exclaimed as he took off his shirt and threw it out of the ring, before he flexed his bulky muscles in a few poses.

"The Strong-Arm family line have been known around these parts for generations! our fighting technique is legendary! from a young age we were trained to punch through wooden planks, then stone slabs, and finally through sheet metal, on the end of these strong arms are Iron Fists that will make scrap metal of that armor or yours!"

Strong-Arm declared valiantly with a large smile under his mustache which caused the crowd to cheer loudly, if Maximus could smirk he would be doing so right now. Maximus nodded understandingly to Strong-Arm and held his right hand out to Strong-Arm. Arnold stared at the armored being holding out it's hand to him for a few seconds before taking it in his own before they shook hands. With that done Maximus turned around and walked a few steps away before taking his position, turning once again to face his opponent, it appeared the Strong-Arm had done the same, but whereas Strong-Arm had dropped into a fighting stance, Maximus had remained standing up strait with his arms to his sides. Maximus knew that this fight wasn't going to be fair for Strong-Arm, he had a read on the mans power level and though it was definitely higher than the average power level around the planet it was nowhere near Maximus's level, so to be nice to the guy, Maximus greatly lowered his energy levels so he wouldn't knock Strong-Arm out with one hit.

A Gong sounded and the Battle began.

(Battle Theme: [url]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r3kfiyfgyak[/url] )

Strong-Arm charged forward with a look of intense focus before he jumped into the air, bringing his right arm back while doing so, when his jump reached it's apex and he began to descend towards Maximus he brought his right arm forward with his hand clutched in a fist aimed right for Maximus's head. Having ample time to estimate his movement Maximus quickly sidestepped Strong-Arm's attack at the last second, Strong-Arm's fist slammed into the ground with a loud [b]whack[/b], cracking the stone tiled floor slightly. While most would have cringed at this Strong-Arm looked unfazed as he quickly recovered and jumped back from Maximus, his knuckles seemed slightly swollen but that was all. Maximus slowly closed his hands into fists and he slipped into a defensive boxer stance, tilting his head down slightly, Strong-Arm smiled as he repositioned himself, taking his own stance that seemed to mirror Maximus's.

This time the two both charged at each other, the crowd was a mix of focusing on the fight and cheering on Strong-Arm as he and the armored being fought.

Maximus ducked under a left swing from Strong-Arm, then he ducked under another before jumping back two meters, his sight locked onto his opponent, then he charged forward, Strong-Arm threw a pre-emptive right jab but Maximus ducked under it before delivering a right hand palm strike to Strong-Arm's chest, the impact knocked the wind from him as he was sent flying back a few meters before landing on the hard stone tiled flooring of the ring. Maximus eased up his stance as he watched Strong-Arm get to his feet, a faint bruise forming on his chest where he was struck.

"impressive, even with that armor you're able to move quickly and strike with incredible force..."

Strong-Arm said before he dropped back into his fighting stance.

"but that speed and force will quickly diminish as this fight continues, because no matter how much protection that armor gives you it'll only weigh you down in the end!"

Strong-Arm exclaimed as he broke into a sprint towards his opponent, Maximus went to sidestep his opponents charge but didn't expect Strong-Arm to be expecting him to sidestep him, thus leading to Maximus getting hit with a left shoulder charge that hit with full force, the attack knocked him back a few steps and in those few steps Strong-Arm quickly closed the distance. As Maximus began to regain is footing Strong-Arm began his assault, a right jab hit Maximus square in his face that knocked his head back slightly as a metal clang rang out, as his head came forward after the hit another metal clang rang out as he was hit again by a left cross jarring his head to the right, another clang sounded through the air as right hook slammed into the side of Maximus's head making his head jerk to the left as he was forced to step back with each hit on him bringing him closer to the edge of the ring. Strong-Arm's attack wasn't over as he got in close and hit with a left uppercut that was quickly followed by a right uppercut jarring Maximus's head up twice in a row, knocking him back further, when it seemed that Maximus was finally going to regain his balance Strong-Arm closed in and bashed his head against Maximus's head making him back up more until he was just at the edge of the ring, Strong-Arm couldn't help but grin as he readied for the final blow.

"you're finished!"

Strong-Arm declared as he brought down an overhand right punch to knock Maximus out of the ring, only for his right hand to be caught in the armored grasp of Maximus's left hand.

( [url]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w50zQ67D6wY[/url] )

Strong-Arm's eye's widened in shock as Maximus slowly looked into his eye's, the crowd who was cheering loudly had went silent as they watched.

"what?! how is this possible?!, I put all my strength behind that punch, I had you on the ropes, you were going down!"

Strong-Arm said in an astounded tone as his arm was slowly pushed back in an iron grip as Maximus stood to his full height of seven feet tall, looking down on his bewildered opponent.

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[color=Silver]"There is more to me, than meets the eye..."[/color]

Maximus droned in his robotic tone before he lifted Strong-Arm off the ground with his left hand that was still holding onto Strong-arm's right hand, Strong-Arm struggled as hard as he could to get free but to no avail, Maximus turned around and held Strong-Arm over the edge of the ring, knowing what Maximus intended to do he held onto Maximus's arm with his left hand, but doing so wouldn't help as Maximus sent a left kick into Strong-Arm's stomach which sent him flying onto the ground below with a thud. Maximus had won the match, the crowd was silent for a few moments before the broke into cheering, Strong-Arm coughed a few times from the kick before he sat up and looked up to the looming armored being looking down at him. Before he could say something he seen an armored hand being extended to him, Strong-Arm slowly smiled as he took the hand before he was pulled back up into the ring. Strong-Arm had begun dusting himself off before he noticed that his stomach and chest was bruised from where he was kicked where the palm strike hand landed, his knuckles were bruised and bleeding, his left shoulder was bruised and swollen then he felt that blood was trailing down the side of his head from where he had headbutt Maximus, but besides that he was fine, but what bothered him was that he didn't even leave a dent in Maximus's armor.

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"you fought well and with skill, but you must tell me, what is your armor made of?"

Strong-Arm asked with genuine curiosity, to answer this Maximus had turned away from Strong-Arm and looked over his right shoulder back to him.

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[color=Silver]"I am not wearing armor..."[/color]

Maximus droned to Strong-Arm before looking ahead as be made his way off the ring and back into the waiting room with the other competitors as Strong-Arm made his way to leave the tournament to receive some medical treatment for his injuries which he would later find out were fractured knuckles, ribs, left shoudler and a slightly fractured skull. Maximus wordlessly passed by the other competitors as he went to his previous position by the back entrance of the fighters waiting room.