That was Styles' aim and he knew that he had a good opponent to be matched up with but there was a problem, the experienced wrestler was not so much of a talker but as soon as he knew that the camera man was filming him, he struck with one of his infamous Boma Ye Knees right on the wall, making the paint go missing from that area. Of course, he was protected with knee pads but that was just intense.
He turned to glance over his left shoulder, right to the lens with intensity as he spoke as if he did not have oen bit of fatigue or tiredness from training his voice or breath, he could keep it controlled.
"I don't know you from nowhere but you promised a lot of things that you might not keep in the long run. Like your so-called Cross Armbreaker...Eh, I've been through worse, I'll break that Armbreaker because unlike you, I got one thing that you don't.
I can be versatile and not repeat myself with moves of doom over and over and over until the fans get sick. Also, your 'hit harder than you' thingy...Well, that's not worth anything in MY domain. I'm going to tear you limb by limb out there until you can't resist but to crumble before the Crimson One!"
Styles promptly turned around, beads of sweat falling through his body as he grabbed his signature gloves with the steel plaque on the knuckles and put them on slowly but surely, not having any taping on his hands, force of habit and being comfortable worked for him. Also, he put on his jacket with the red armband hanging from the right bicep's sleeve part. Moving to the door of the locker room before turning to glance over his right shoulder now, saying with a grin crossing his face.
"This day, March 7th, will and shall mark the start of the Crimson domination."
After those words, the camera panned out and the feed was cut from the titantron, sparking up the fans on the arena's interest and making them cheer outside.
Caesar The Last Uchiha
