"Could this guy be Bane's brother?" Kara wondered. "Wasn't King Snake in China before? Could he have—"
"It's not impossible, but the things he has in common with Bane are his build and his clothes. Those shouldn't have anything to do with genetics." Roland thought for a moment. "Looks more like he bulked up on drugs."
"I wonder how he'd do against Lady Shiva." Kara sounded curious.
"One's chemically enhanced, the other's pure lethal skill. That would be worth watching." Roland nodded. "As long as this guy doesn't run into Cassie, he should get a chance to face Lady Shiva."
"What about Wang Bo Xi?"
"No, I'd make it in time to save him," Kara said. "Besides, what's with your obsession with Barbara's wheelchair?"
"Nothing. You're imagining things." Roland glanced aside.
"I don't believe you."
In the arena, Wang Bo Xi kept feeling that the man dressed like Bane looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him.
Mostly because the man wore the same kind of mask as Bane, completely hiding his face.
While Wang Bo Xi was still thinking, the judo master opposite him attacked, grabbing his collar and preparing to throw him.
"Hm?" Wang Bo Xi jumped with the momentum, swiftly hooking both legs around his opponent's head and squeezing his knees to pin him to the ground.
Flying Cross Armlock!
"What an agile fat guy!" Night Dragon couldn't help looking over. Even without his equipment, this guy was no slouch in hand-to-hand combat.
"Batman trained him, after all," Barbara said. "He looks like he's almost on my level."
"Huh?" Night Dragon blinked. Didn't Wang Bo Xi look stronger than her?
"Got a problem?" After successfully stomping some weak opponents, Barbara's confidence was through the roof.
"...Nope." Night Dragon shrugged.
The first day's fights ended