Chapter 47: A Fiery Confrontation

Tiger Island Arena

With Qnax's victory confirmed and the aftermath of his brutal fight still fresh in everyone's minds, the anticipation in the colosseum was at an all-time high. The screen displaying the Wolverine vs Silver Samurai fight revealed a shocking sight. Wolverine, known for his incredible healing factor, stood before Silver Samurai with cuts, bleeding gashes, and even adamantium bones exposed. The audience gasped in disbelief, wondering how Wolverine could be wounded to such an extent.

Silver Samurai's menacing laughter filled the arena as he reveled in his opponent's vulnerability. His voice dripped with malice as he taunted Wolverine about past grievances, particularly the pain of losing Mariko. Wolverine sighed, his eyes reflecting a mix of exhaustion and determination. "I wanted to avoid using this," he admitted, his voice carrying an air of resignation.

Closing his eyes and channeling his rage, Wolverine's claws began to emit an intense heat, turning reddish orange. He roared as he unleashed his unique move, "HOT CLAWS!!!". The crowd watched in awe as the claws grew hotter, a manifestation of his sheer fury. But this power came at a price – his healing factor was compromised, leaving him more vulnerable than ever.

Silver Samurai sneered; his armor made from adamantium providing ample protection. He mocked Wolverine, claiming that his damage was affecting the healing process and his cognitive functions. Despite his bravado, Silver Samurai was caught off guard when Wolverine lunged at him with a blazing fury. A clash of claws against sword sent sparks flying, and Silver Samurai's blade visibly bent under the pressure.

Wolverine's attack continued, and in a blur of motion, he appeared behind Silver Samurai, inflicting burning claw marks on his back. The pain was evident on Silver Samurai's face, and he struggled to maintain his composure.

As Silver Samurai raised his sword with a deadly intent, something seemed off. The audience, as well as Silver Samurai, realized too late that their perspective was skewed. He was cut in half, the upper part of his body flipping upside down as it tumbled towards the ground. In his arrogance, he had underestimated Wolverine's cunning and the danger of taking his eyes off his opponent.

Wolverine's victory was decisive, and he wasted no time reveling in it. Taking out a cigar and lighting it, he turned towards Silver Samurai's lifeless form, his eyes closing briefly as his claws returned to their normal state. "Enjoy hell, Bub," he muttered, a mix of exhaustion and grim satisfaction in his voice.

Back in the main arena, Njord announced Wolverine as the winner, the crowd erupting in cheers for the tenacious fighter. The energy in the colosseum was electric, the battles igniting a fire within the hearts of those watching.

As the dust settled from the Wolverine vs Silver Samurai clash, Njord shifted the focus to the next round of battles. The screens displayed the character selection screen once more, and the anticipation built as the next two fighters were revealed. Blake, known as "The Street Fighter," and Ronan the Destroyer, a formidable Kree warrior, were the chosen combatants.

The screen transitioned to a dark and eerie arena nestled within a cave adorned with crimson veins. A portal opened, and Ronan the Accuser stepped forward, his powerful presence undeniable. His proclamation echoed through the cave, challenging any who opposed the Kree. But to his surprise, there was only silence, and even the audience seemed bewildered.

Suddenly, as if the shadows themselves had taken form, a figure emerged from the darkness. Glowing red eyes pierced the obscurity as Evil Blake revealed himself. With a confident step forward, he announced, "I like being the villain. Villains are more exciting."

The tension in the arena was palpable as the stage was set for this new clash. With Evil Blake and Ronan The Destroyer now poised to engage in battle, the audience held their breath, eager to witness the outcome of this fiery confrontation.

As a new preliminary match starts anew, Njord's voice resonated through the arena, "The battles continue to unfold, each one shaping the destiny of the Nine Realms. Who will emerge as the ultimate champion?" The suspense hung in the air, leaving readers hungry for the thrilling battles yet to come.