Elixar landed in the open area with a front flip. His spectacular entrance to the 261st World Martial Arts Tournament. He'd fought his way through 7 rounds to finally get to this position. The finals. He would be facing (Insert Name here) for the title of the 261st World Champion. He had been enjoying his time on earth, he had thoroughly enjoyed the tournament so far, how strong was his last opponent, only time would tell. He stretched and flexed his muscles as the crowd cheered his name while he waited for his last opponent.
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