The Unfinished Clash: Sumit Phura vs Ayon Ronghang

The arena was still shaking from the brutal battle between Jirsong Terang and Digangto. The medics had barely finished rushing Digangto’s unconscious body out of the stadium. His blood drops were still fresh on the arena floor.

But the competition…
did not stop.

The people were exhausted, terrified, angry. Yet the stadium lights brightened again, cutting through the tense air.

A hush fell over the crowd.

Everyone knew who was fighting next.

This match wasn’t just another battle.

This was a clash between two giants.

Two monsters of power.

Two legends in the making.

Sumit Phura vs Ayon Ronghang

1st Announcer (voice shaking after Digangto’s defeat):
“L–Ladies and gentlemen… the next match will now begin.”

2nd Announcer (trying to sound calm):
“Entering the arena… the silent storm… the calculating warrior… SUMIT PHURA!!”

A wave of cheers and relief rose.
People loved Sumit.

He was calm.
He was respectful.
He was powerful.

He represented hope… after the darkness Jirsong had brought.

Then the next name thundered across the stadium.

1st Announcer:
“And his opponent… the unstoppable force of raw strength… AYON RONGHANG!!”

The stadium roared again, this time with fear and excitement mixed together.

Ayon was different.

He was a powerhouse.
A walking earthquake.
A living thunderbolt.

Everyone knew this fight would be insane.

Ayon was already ready—calm yet burning with quiet fire.

He tied his gloves slowly, eyes glowing faint blue, his breath calm like a sleeping tiger.

He looked up at the screen showing Digangto being taken away.

Ayon (softly):
“Jirsong… you went too far.”

He stood.

Ayon:
“Sumit… I hope you’re ready.”

Sumit walked out first.
No flashy moves.
No angry expression.

Just calm…
steady…
cold focus.

Crowd:
“SUMIT! SUMIT! SUMIT!”

His eyes scanned the damaged battlefield.

He whispered:

Sumit:
“This arena has seen too much blood today.”

He gripped his staff firmly.

BOOM.

A shockwave burst from the entrance tunnel as Ayon stepped out.

His aura glowed blue.
The ground cracked under his feet as he walked.
People leaned back instinctively.

Ayon wasn’t a villain.
But he was a beast.

Crowd:
“Ayon! Ayon! Ayon!”

Sumit turned to face him.

For a moment…

Sumit’s cold calm met Ayon’s fiery focus.

Both nodded.

A silent understanding:

Let’s fight. But let’s fight with honor.

Referee:
“Fighters… prepare.”

Ayon cracked his knuckles.
Sumit spun his staff once and held it still.

Ayon:
“I’ve been waiting for this.
A warrior like you…
I won’t hold back.”

Sumit (calmly):
“I wouldn’t respect you if you did.”

The referee raised his hand.

Referee:
“BEGIN!!”

Ayon charged first—like a bull made of lightning.

Sumit planted his staff into the ground and jumped over Ayon’s rushing attack.

Ayon slid to a stop and spun—

But Sumit was already behind him.

WHACK!!

A clean strike to Ayon’s shoulder.

The crowd gasped.

Ayon grinned.

Ayon:
“Fast.”

He swung back—

BOOOM!!

His punch shook the entire stadium like an earthquake.

Sumit blocked it—but was pushed back several feet.

2nd Announcer:
“Ayon’s raw power is unbelievable!”

1st Announcer:
“But Sumit is matching him in speed!”

The battle had only begun.

Ayon came in with a straight punch.

Sumit dodged.

Ayon swept low with a kick.

Sumit jumped.

Ayon sent a shockwave punch.

Sumit spun his staff to redirect it.

The arena turned into a blur of blue light and wood strikes.

Ayon:
“Your technique… incredible.”

Sumit:
“And your strength… monstrous.”

Both smiled with respect.

Crowd:
“THIS IS A REAL FIGHT!!”

Ayon clenched his fists.

His aura flared.

1st Announcer:
“H-He’s activating… Ronghang Pulse Mode!”

Lightning wrapped around Ayon’s arms.

Sumit narrowed his eyes.

Ayon stomped the ground—

CRACK!!!

The earth split and shot upward like a wave.

Sumit ran up the falling debris, staff spinning—

He jumped—

Ayon jumped too!!

Their attacks clashed mid-air—

BAAAAAAAAAAM!!!

A shockwave exploded across the stadium, blowing dust into the crowd.

Both fighters crashed down…
but both stood again.

Ayon was breathing harder.
Sumit’s staff had cracks.

Ayon charged with full power.

Sumit blocked—

SNAP!!

The staff shattered.

The arena froze.

Sumit looked at the broken pieces in his hand.

Ayon blinked.

Ayon:
“…I didn’t mean to break it.”

Sumit dropped the remains.

Sumit:
“It’s alright.
I don’t need it to fight you.”

Sumit rushed forward.

Ayon rushed forward.

BOOM!!

Their fists collided.

The ground beneath them cracked.

Punch after punch.
Kick after kick.
Counter after counter.

It was no longer speed vs strength.

It was spirit vs spirit.

Ayon launched a heavy uppercut—
Sumit slipped past it and struck with an elbow—
Ayon countered with a shoulder slam—
Sumit spun and kicked—

Every movement left shockwaves.

Crowd:
“WE CAN’T EVEN SEE THEIR MOVES!!”

Just when the fight was reaching its peak—

The sky above the stadium suddenly darkened.

Wind howled.

The arena lights flickered.

People gasped and screamed.

A massive shadow passed overhead.

Referee’s crystal communicator glowed.

His face turned pale.

Referee (shouting):
“STOP THE MATCH!!
THIS IS AN EMERGENCY!!”

Ayon froze mid punch.
Sumit stepped back, breathing heavily.

The announcers were panicking.

1st Announcer:
“S-Something is happening outside the stadium!!”

2nd Announcer:
“A shadow… Something huge… approaching the kingdom!!”

The crowd screamed.

Sumit looked to the sky, eyes sharpening.

Ayon clenched his fists.

Ayon:
“Is this… an attack?”

Sumit:
“I don’t know.
But our fight will have to wait.”