Vanto Lux Vs Jean Briefs

[Vanto Lux]

Vanto landed on the stadium floor, grasping his left arm in pain. That kick from earlier really did a number. The teen watched as Jean went sent flying through the air and onto the patch just outside of the ring, the newly-crowned winner cringing at the sight. Ouch, he thought, lowering his arms from his face. Just before the announcer began his countdown, Vanto walked forward a bit, his arms folded behind his head. A bright smile stretched across his face. "Nice match! We should do it again!" he proclaimed. This fighter was good. Real good. The teen rubbed his left forearm before allowing to drop to his side and his hand to find their way into his shorts pocket.

His merry expression vanished upon the realization of something: his father was watching the entire match. Vanto spun around slowly, the crowd around him erupting into applause. His eyes laid on the spot in the bleachers that held his parents, his ditzy mother clapping and crying hysterically, extremely overjoyed that her son had one the tournament. Vanto's father was standing next to his wife, clapping slowly, a stern yet approving look on his face. The smile returned to Vanto's face.

At least Mr. Lux was a little proud of his martial artist son.

[Genkishi]

"Wow, look at them go!!" The announcer shouted into his microphone, being unable to remain put in his seat in sight of this amazing battle. This reminded him of the times where the students of the Turtle and Crane Schools were put up one against an other in amazing fairs just like this one. The crowd watched in awe at the two fighters' action. "Astounding folks!! These kids don't seem to be older than fourteen and just look at their speed and strength!! He said in excitement until the battle was finally over in the older one's favor. He quickly jumped out of his place and on to the ring, pointing at Jean Briefs. "The match is over!! It's a ringout, Vanto Lux is the winner of the fourth match!!"