King managed to get both arms in and he had just finished making sure his sex organ wasn't on display for all to see when he was suddenly kicked in the back and sent toppling over.
The crowd jeered as Johnny waved to them, King just started getting back up and Johnny gave him a second kick. "Come on now little 'King' give us at least a little fight, what did that bronze rank trip on a rock or something? Is that how his arm got jacked up?" Johnny was visibly enjoying the spotlight as King got back to his feet, feeling no worse for wear he went back to make sure nothing was showing
"Oh look at him making sure he looks all dapper," Johnny made a show of pointing at The King's arms as his suck-up followers laughed at it.
Now confident nothing was on display, King looked up at Johnny, who yawned dramatically as he waited for King to make his move. Johnny had multiple metallic pieces to his outfit, not every spot was covered, but enough that it was fairly obvious where your attack was going.
Unsure how to go about this fight King just swung at him to see how it would go down, Johnny sidestepped and lazily slashed at King's face, the blade slid across his skin, it didn't cut it but King felt it a little, and he imagined this sword might have at least left a temporarily visible mark of it's passing.
Johnny seemed taken aback at the lack of blood on his blade and then jumped back as his inspection of the blade gave King an opening he used to kick a nicely sized rock into his unarmored side, revealing that instead of leather armor beneath his metallic set, he just had a shirt beneath his armor, presumably because he had been trying to look showy but hadn't expected to be randomly called on.
Johnny rubbed his side, King was scrawny but his unique biology made him hit hard and his body sturdy, so the rock propelled by his kick had likely left a proper mark on Jhonny's unprotected side, maybe even a bruise.
"Cheap little shit," Johnny's furious statement did nothing to bother King.
"You're no better," King repeated instantly as he made a kicking motion with his foot to make sure Johnny knew he didn't appreciate his cheap kicks in the back and side.
Johnny launched himself forward, what he was planning King didn't know, but as Johnny pulled his sword back for his attack King flopped onto his back, grabbed the ground, and threw another chunk of earth at Johnny's face.
Johnny lost a little of his momentum and King easily crawled out of his sword reach, the last sword had crumbled when it had struck him properly, but Jhonny's was visibly better cared for and had the potential to cut him if used right, and one bad cut was all that was needed to spell the end for King since he doubted the Colosseum would bandage up his wound to prevent infection.
Johnny took a deep breath before standing up straight and eyeing the King as he lined up his sword, his blade began glowing as Johnny pulled it back.
"Holy Slash!" Jhonny called out as he swung his blade and a slash of light barreled at King, who ducked the swing only to fall prey to Johnny's boot in his face, after the slash had been launched Johnny had rushed after it and sent King across the dirt, King just got back to his feet when Johnny slashed at him again, another narrow dodge was followed by another swift kick.
King saw the pattern and as he dodged the third strike he reached out and grabbed Jhonny's leg as he kicked. Not wanting to be electrocuted again King didn't bite into his opponent's leg and instead latched onto Jhonny's metal leg protector before dragging his leg out from under him, as his opponent fell he swung upward and managed to hit Jhonny's chin, knocking him back onto his feet, Johnny swung blindly at King who ripped off Jhonny's metal leg protector and used it for its intended purpose as he blocked the sword.
"Cheap," King chuckled as Johnny angrily inspected his sword, his hands shaking when he saw that he had damaged it slightly before he raised the blade and charged another Holy Slash, this time however the damaged blade began making an odd noise, Jhonny only just managed to swing the attack at King before his blade broke down the middle of the damaged area, King rolled out of the way of the magical attack as Johnny threw his sword in frustration at him.
The throw missed, showing Johnny was less than a stellar marksman, at least when it came to throwing broken blades, the sword clattered across the ground and became the shinest part of the rusty pile that surrounded a lot of the arena's edge.
King watched it come to a stop to make sure it wasn't some sort of boomerang thing where it was gonna fly back and stab him and then turned back to see Johnny whispering into his clenched fists, they were developed in bright yellow light and he rushed King, who wasn't able to dodge this time as Johnny had suddenly become faster, King was hit square in the gut and sent flying back into the rusty blade, the crowd cheered and Johnny held up his fist.
Johnny turned to the country King, who was about to get up when Vlad stopped him, the King looked at him as Vlad shook his head, "Not yet," he informed the King who looked to where the Colosseums King had been tossed, who bolted out of the metal with nary a scratch, Johnny turned at the sound of metal and was greeted by King formally with a full power headbutt, Johnny crumpled like a rock as he and King rolled across the ground, King landed on his feet, and jumped onto Jhonny's unconscious self before holding up his fists.
"Fuck you all," He declared as loudly as he could as he promptly flipped the bird to the crowd and ended with both hands aimed at the country King.
To King's surprise he heard clapping, one set of clapping coming from the royal spectators booth, he looked up and saw the young woman clapping enthusiastically before being struck by one of her brothers.
"we're supposed to clap for the winner," She hissed in anger as she held her face.
"Not the dam slave," The Boy hissed back irritably, "The winner's whoever kills it you stupid-"
"Enough," The Country's King called out firmly to his children who both sat up straight, "Conor I will punish your sister, not you! And Chara I would expect my children to know better, we'll speak about a proper punishment when we return home,"
King's ears twitched, none of what had been said had used whatever magic had allowed the King to be heard by all, so King was the only one able to hear what the Royal family had been talking about, it was even possible he was the only one who had been able to pinpoint the source of the clapping.
"I shall have my guards search for the elf lover that dared clap for that pitiful display," The Country King pointed to Vlad who nodded like he understood before leaving the spectators booth, "But while we search let's move on to our second match of the day shall we?" The crowd cheered and King made sure his dress hadn't been cut up by the scrap metal as he waited for his next challenger.