The arena lights dimmed. Shadows stretched across the underground stadium.
The announcer's voice boomed, counting down with energy that made the crowd scream even louder.
"THREE…!"
The two opponents raised their Beyblades, smirking, voices dripping with arrogance.
"Finally, we get to see the famous Axamu Riya in action… gonna be a quick match!"
"Yeah, everyone's talking about how he bleeds every hit… Let's see if it's true!"
Axamu Riya stood at the center, White Scorpio Spear in hand. His eyes were cold, emotionless.
He didn't flinch. He didn't answer.
The taunts rolled off him like water off stone.
"Two…!"
One opponent leaned forward, spinning their Beyblade slowly to intimidate. "Hey, are you scared? Or did they lie about you being a 'miracles bleeding'?"
Axamu's grip tightened on the launcher. His internal voice remained calm, detached.
> I don't care what they say. Words are meaningless. Only the battle matters.
"One…!"
The crowd roared louder. The tension was thick enough to taste.
"GOOO SHOOT!!!"
White Scorpio Spear shot forward with precision. Axamu's movements were measured, deliberate. He didn't shout. He didn't react to the crowd or the opponents' mocking expressions. Every motion, every breath, was calculated.
The opponents' Beyblades clashed aggressively with Scorpio Spear. Sparks flew, metal screeched, and the sound of impact reverberated through the underground arena.
Axamu's eyes remained fixed, emotionless, unwavering. He didn't speak. He didn't think about their taunts.
> Typical three rate villains...
As Axamu sigh inner his though.
The two opponents exchanged a glance, a hint of frustration in their smirks.
They had never faced someone so calm, so completely unshakable.
> Let's endure this and win this..
White Scorpio Spear steadied in the center, ready for the next clash. The battle had truly begun.
---
The underground stadium shook as the two opponents hurled their Beyblades at White Scorpio Spear.
"You think you can just stand there?!" the first opponent shouted, spinning aggressively. "We're not gonna go easy on you!"
The second opponent laughed cruelly. "Yeah! Let's see how the famous bleeding blader handles this!"
Scorpio Spear tilted slightly — just enough — and the first attack slid past without hitting.
> Predictable. Too eager.
Axamu thought silently.
The second opponent lunged with an Xtreme Dash from the side. "You can't dodge everything! Prepare yourself!"
Axamu's mind calculated the incoming angle, adjusting Scorpio Spear imperceptibly. The blade grazed the attack, sparks flying, but he felt no pain.
> Tch. Stay calm, focus.
As Axamu have grazed on his left cheeks.
"You're moving too much!" the first opponent shouted in frustration. "Stop dodging and fight!"
"And don't think you can last long at the center!" the second opponent added, spinning faster, aiming another Xtreme Dash at him.
> Good… keep showing your aggression. That only makes you predictable.
Axamu thought, emotionless, his eyes fixed on their blades.
White Scorpio Spear barely shifted, but it was enough. Every hit glanced off, sparks flying, yet he remained unscathed.
> Pain is temporary. Endure and survive. Victory is all that matters.
Suddenly Axamu notice something on himself.
> Wait, why i suddenly have urge to win?
> I though if i die it won't be matter anymore...
But why suddenly now i have urge to win?
Axamu start thinking suspiciously as he getting distracted by it.
The two opponents exchanged a glare and then start to launch the attack by do the Xtreme Dash and totally aim for the moment Axamu distracted for second.
> Tch! I let my guard down!
Axamu make Scorpio Spear dodge again but it was almost hit by the opponents Beys and opponent confidence cracking as their repeated attacks failed to land
> Damn it!
The battle raged on, the clashing of blades echoing through the underground arena, but at the center, Axamu remained untouchable — silent, calculated, and unshakable.
---
The two opponents surged forward, their Beyblades spinning like deadly whips. One struck first, hitting White Scorpio Spear squarely, forcing it aside. The center was theirs.
"Finally! The center is mine!" one opponent shouted, chest heaving with excitement.
Axamu's expression remained blank, eyes fixed and emotionless, but the sharp pain blooming at his forehead told the real story. A streak of blood ran down where the Beyblade absorbed the blow, glinting under the stadium lights.
"It's real! He's bleeding as he gets hit by the Beys!" a voice from the crowd shouted, followed by a ripple of astonished gasps.
Axamu eyes remained emotionless as it deep as abyss and stared his Scorpio Spear.
White Scorpio Spear shuddered beneath him, then suddenly surged forward. The motion was abrupt, precise — an Xtreme Dash.
The stadium's atmosphere thickened, charged with tension. Sparks of energy danced across the Beyblade as a holographic scorpion emerged behind it. Its tail arched high, claws spread wide, eyes glowing white-hot. The crowd drew in a collective breath, sensing the sheer power emanating from Scorpio Spear.
White Scorpio Spear surged with renewed force. The opponent at the center tried to react, but it was too late. The clash sent shockwaves through the stadium; metal rang against metal like thunder.
Clang! The opponent's Beyblade was hurled from the center, spinning wildly before bursting in a dazzling explosion of sparks. Smoke and debris filled the arena as the crowd erupted.
"Unbelievable!" someone screamed. "He's still bleeding, and he just… just took the center back!"
"It's insane!" another yelled.
White Scorpio Spear came to rest at the center once more, unwavering, still spinning with lethal precision.
> Another one left.
The second opponent spun in place, eyes narrowing as they realized the overwhelming force they faced.
> What the hell with this boy..?
The crowd screamed louder, a mixture of fear, awe, and exhilaration echoing through the underground stadium. Every spectator felt the danger, the precision, and the cold determination emanating from Axamu and his Beyblade.
---
Axamu's eyes narrowed, White Scorpio Spear still spinning steadily at the center. The second opponent readied their Beyblade, brimming with malice, but suddenly Axamu staggered. His knees buckled, and he dropped to the ground.
A sickening sound escaped him as he vomited blood onto the arena floor. The crowd gasped, a wave of panic and shock rippling through the stadium.
> I guess it was from that recoil… from the moment I hit with Xtreme Dash, huh…?
Axamu thought, his body trembling but his mind sharp.
> Now I understand… that pain resistance… is only effective for my feel of pain… but not the damage inside.
His hands dug into the ground, white Scorpio Spear wobbling slightly, but still alive. His body ached, every nerve screaming in protest, yet his expression remained emotionless, his eyes cold and calculating.
The crowd's excitement turned into a tense silence; nobody dared breathe, all eyes glued to the unfolding scene.
---
Axamu forced himself to his feet, legs shaky and bruised, his body aching all over. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, staring at White Scorpio Spear still spinning at the center of the stadium. His expression remained cold and emotionless, though every fiber of his body screamed in protest.
The crowd murmured, some in disbelief, some in awe.
"Yes! This what i came for! The brutal show of Beyblades!" voices echoed through the stadium.
Axamu's inner thoughts sharpened, cutting through the pain.
> Ah...I really hate this...
The second opponent sensing Axamu's weakened state. But Axamu didn't flinch. His eyes narrowed, focused solely on the opponent, calculating every spin, every angle.
> Don't look down on me.
He inhaled deeply, ignoring the pounding pain in his chest and head, and prepared to launch the next move that could decide the battle.
The crowd leaned forward, holding their breath, sensing the tension—something monumental was about to happen.
White Scorpio Spear spun with lethal precision as Axamu whispered silently to himself:
> I won't fall again.
---
The second opponent's Beyblade spun furiously, closing in on White Scorpio Spear. Axamu's body was battered and bloodied, but his eyes remained cold and expressionless.
"Don't take me lightly just because you bleeding!" the opponent shouted, their voice cutting through the roar of the underground stadium.
The opponent struck first—White Scorpio Spear barely shifted, dodging a near miss.
"Ha! Almost got you that time! You're slower than I expected! Is it because of your bleeding?!!" the opponent taunted, spinning back for another hit.
Axamu's inner voice remained calm, emotionless:
> Shut up.
The opponent struck again, faster this time. White Scorpio Spear took the hit squarely and was pushed aside, but Axamu felt a sharp pain in his right cheek—blood trickling down.
" What? New bleeding already? Hah! Looks like i gonna win this!" the opponent jeered, excitement lacing their voice.
> Shut up.
As Axamu getting annoyed by opponent taunting.
Axamu let his Beyblade slide, using the recoil to spin it back into position. He narrowed his eyes and muttered under his breath:
> I already annoyed by my blood, now even you annoyed me.
The underground stadium seemed to fall silent. White Scorpio Spear glowed, and behind it, a massive scorpion-shaped hologram emerged, electric sparks crackling around the Bey.
"Impossible! What… what is that?!" the opponent screamed, eyes widening as the power radiated from Axamu's Beyblade.
Axamu's mind was focused, calm:
> Shut up.
With a roar, White Scorpio Spear launched the Xtreme Dash. The impact struck the opponent's Beyblade dead center. Pieces of the top layer, the bit, the ratchet—everything—exploded outward, spinning chaotically across the floor.
"NO! How… how can this be?!" the opponent shouted, falling back, their voice full of disbelief.
Axamu's inner thought was silent, deadly:
> This damned third rate villains...
The crowd erupted, screaming and shouting, some in awe, some in fear of what they had just witnessed. One spectator yelled,
"He's bleeding and STILL dominating!"
Axamu wiped the blood from his cheeks and forehead then looked at the shattered opponent Bey.
> Looks like i won.
The second opponent falling his kneel and panting heavily, eyes locked on Axamu.
"Y-You… you're insane! How can anyone endure this much pain and still fight?"
Axamu's gaze remained fixed to him, emotionless yet burning with cold determination.
The second opponent getting more scared and scream.
"Eeeek-!!"
---
The underground arena shook with chaos. The crowd erupted, their voices a mix of awe, fear, and excitement, echoing off the walls of the alley-like underworld stadium. Smoke from the electric discharge of White Scorpio Spear lingered, swirling like mist around Axamu's spinning Beyblade. The shattered parts of the defeated opponent's Beyblade scattered across the floor, glinting under the harsh lights.
The underground announcer shouted, barely audible over the crowd:
"THE WINNER ISSSS AXAMU RIYAAAAA!!!!"
Axamu stood frozen at the center. His body was battered, his yellow eyes sharp yet void of emotion. Blood dripped from his forehead and cheek, bruises crawling across his arms and shoulders. White Scorpio Spear continued spinning at his feet, unwavering.
The crowd was excited and cheer for Axamu.
"UNBELIEVABLE DISPLAY BY AXAMU! HE'S STILL BLEEDING BUT HE'S UNSTOPPABLE!"
The crowd getting more loud and louder.