Yin watched as The Old Man hopped away. In a normal situation Yin would have followed, keeping the pressure up on his opponent. However, at this point he could barely move. The blow to the throat had seriously effected his breathing capacity, making it difficult for him to remain conscious. He knew he would lose this bout.<br/><br/>The Old Man assumed his familiar Chi channeling stance, not before shouting and venting his now apparent frustration and anxiety to Yin, perhaps unwittingly. But then something changed in The Old Man that made Yin pause. His aura, or perhaps it was his presence, became overwhelming, bursting with energy like Yin had never felt before.<span style="font-style: italic">How?</span>Having never before seen or even used his full power in the heat of battle Yin had not taken into account the prospect of The Old Man actually drawing on his full potential.<span style="font-style: italic">He's actually trying to kill me!</span>The epiphany was swiftly noted, and again the desperate instinct to survive kicked in and jolted Yin back into action. The Old Man cast his technique his own desperation and anger being expelled in that one movement. Yin knew he had to move but the knowledge could not repair his body. Using the last ounce of willpower he had left, Yin lept to one side.<br/><br/>The beam however still grazed Yin's side, knocking him flying to the right and close to the rings edge. Despite the beam only grazing his side, due to the sheer power of the technique the effect of it's contact was enough to render Yin unconscious with shock. His side was bloodied and burnt, almost as if scorching water had been thrown at him. Again the Kamehameha wave penetrated through the walls of of the stadium and went streaking across the waters surface, that however fearsome would also be a magnificent spectacle to have witnessed. It's concluding explosion was dull and distant, but could be felt in the ground by all that still braved the arena. The Announcer, brazen to the end had begun his count despite the chaotic phenomena that had just occurred. "7....8....9....10! We have a winner ladies and gentlemen, my god we have a winner. What a phenomenal match up!" His disbelief was evident, the implications of creatures with this much power existing in the world were terrifying at best. Which meant he had to remain calm and act according to his station in order to maintain peace. With some hesitation, The Announcer made his way up to the ring to congratulate the victor. "So, H-Hiromichi, how do you feel? All the other competitors left, therefore forfeiting the tournament, and making you winner by default!" He turned and signaled the remaining medical teams who all shared a perplexed look on their faces, perhaps deliberating the same things The Announcer had previously. They still responded however and bounded into the ring and instantly got to work heaving Yin into a stretcher and carting him away. It seemed to them that Yin would be okay in time, though he would go on to scar from the incident, which although would not be impairing physically would still be disfiguring for him.<br/><br/>~*~<br/><br/>As the announcer still fumbled his way around an interview with a worn and exhausted Old Man, there came a subtle change in the atmosphere of the arena. Above observing from afar in his zeppelin type ship. a sinister character had been monitoring the bout, the strength of the two men drawing him to the location.<span style="font-style: italic">These two may become a problem for me in the future. They must be eliminated quickly.</span>"Tambourine." He beckoned, and his son followed in succession to his call.<br/>"Yes father?" Replied Tambourine, an obedient nature in his voice.<br/>"I need you to eliminate those two warriors below. Do not fear, they have brought each other to death's brink. They will not be much resistance, not against your power my son." Both father and son were smiling knowingly. A menacing air to their demeanor. Tamborine accepted the task and nodded his compliance. Soon enough he descended from the ship rapidly diving out of the ships exit, only to lift his wings two thirds of the way down and circling to the ground. He landed in the ring, obviously perturbing everyone there. His demonic exterior indicating his shady motives for intruding on the already fragile celebratory closing event of the tournament. He pointed towards The Old Man, a sort of glee in his voice when he spoke. "I've come for you Old One, your lifeblood will be extinguished!"