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In the training ring, Arnold didn't stop showing that he was an irresistible force. While they practiced, he kept showing the astonishing forces of his moves, causing Jerry more shock.

At one point, Jerry decided not to be surprised anymore. He was done for...

He had come to believe that Max Fury was Max Fury... He is more than just a professional wrestler, truly.

After a while, Jerry decided to test his new finishing move after practicing it on the forged humanoid structures for quite a moment.

Arnold was ready as well, and he walked over to the ring where Jerry was. With a nod, he had gestured to Jerry Blaze to begin.

Jerry Blaze heaved a long yet rough sigh, letting out the load of weakness that might hinder the effectiveness of his new finisher. Experience new stories on m v|l e'm,p| y- r

Arnold only stood and observed, waiting for him to deliver the attack. He had been smacked countless times in different wrestling matches with all sorts of finishing moves, and now, he wasn't being moved anymore.

The only thing that mattered was his ability to kick out and not get himself defeated...

That was the fact.

When Jerry Blaze was done, he then asked Arnold to change course. Arnold nodded and face indirectly to Jerry Blaze, waiting to see what this man had in mind. There was no noticeable hint of nervousness on his face as he was pretty calm and ready to see how forceful this move could be.

Maybe enough to say it was better than the Sorrowful Kiss... Or even the RKO.

The next moment, Jerry Blaze locked Arnold's arms against his, holding him as tight as a wrestler could hold his opponent, and suddenly placed his left leg in front of Arnold's. At that instant, a smack was made toward the mat, with Arnold landing face-first unto the thick, black mat.

There was a painful sensation on his face at that moment, but was it great enough to cause him so much pain that could send him to utter unconsciousness?

Jerry Blaze waited for a moment to see Arnold's reaction, but at that time, Arnold quickly stood up from the mat, although still clutching his forehead as if he was being hit by a hammer.

Jerry Blaze froze in utter shock.

"What?!" He couldn't help but let out that one word that came to his mouth.

"What is what?" Arnold furrowed his brows and asked.

"You really are standing up so quickly???" Jerry asked with a low tone, although the revelation of his astonishment was huge.

"You asked me to be honest, right?" Arnold asked.

"Uhh... Yeah???" Jerry stammered.

"Then I honestly am being honest, Jerry."

Arnold didn't want to say anything about the move not being terrifying enough to keep him down. He only shrugged it off and went back to the ring he initially was to continue his practicing.

At that time, Jerry Blaze was staring at him like a madman as he walked over, utterly stunned and dumbfounded.

"Who the f**k is this guy?!" He muttered silently, although he unfortunately got no answer.

The only thing he knew was that Max Fury was a young man from San Diego, California, and was from a poor family, which he had transformed in a matter of months after debuting as a professional wrestler...

"Sure, there are more to this..."

Yet again, Jerry Blaze was forced to suspect the possibility of Arnold having a secret to his success. It was too suspicious to be just natural!

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After they practiced in the training ring, they decided to pathways for the time being.

Arnold went back to his room to freshen up... He got an idea to do what he does best as well, which was to watch and observe the flaws of Edan Jone. There was a possibility of getting to fight him as it was a tag team match, so he had to do what he had to do to get himself prepared.

However, when he was about to dive into the internet, a call on his phone caused him a slight distraction.

No, it wasn't a distraction.

How could he call Mia's call a distraction? He had been through a lot of work these days and had few chances to converse with her, and he knew she must have missed him a lot.

Quickly, he picked up the call...

He had missed her too... More like the same way towards his family.

"Hey," Mia said immediately after Arnold picked up. There was a noticeable tone of wary in her voice.

"Hey, babe. I'm sorry, I should have called," he quickly started apologizing, thinking perhaps she must have been mad.

However, she didn't want any apology.

"You shouldn't be sorry, my love. I understand that you must have been busy with work and stuff. By the way, how are you doing?" Mia said.

"Good enough after hearing your voice," he smiled.

Mia chuckled and blushed at that statement.

"Aww, I missed you so much," she confessed.

"Same here... " Arnold was smiling.

"I don't really know when you will be back. You are in?" She asked.

"This week's show would be in Nevada... Pretty close to Phoenix. We should meet after that," Arnold smiled and said.

"Alright, my love. I have a gift for you when we meet," Mia said aloud.

"A gift? Nice."

"Yeah, a huge gift. The greatest gift that a man can get from a woman... I know you know what I mean..."

This time, Arnold was already confused...

"Err...?"

"Haha, c'mon! Just get yourself a time to come see me, okay? I can't wait to f..."

"HEY Max, someone's here to see you!"

Suddenly, Jerry Blaze dashed into Arnold's room, interrupting his call. He wanted to ask how Jerry knew someone was looking for him, but he swallowed repeatedly, stood up, and walked out of his room.

Down the alleyway and out to the garage, Jerry showed him a red car... A land cruiser Prado precisely.

This was the new model... A 2036 model.

When Arnold approached the car, yet again, his heart raced in both shock and anger...

'I thought I already cleared myself!!!'

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