Kyle was the next one to enter. HE was excited to finally have a match again, he was fighting a strong and muscular opponent from Italy, a young man named the Lion of Valencia. Kyle would smirk as he would put his water bottle down on one of the tables backstage. He would then walk towards the entrance and put his robe over one of the hangers. Time to give the crowd a show!
Out of my way-One Lap Kyle would walk up onto the stage as his music hit and smoke rose from the ground. This was a huge difference to the normal underground and illegal fighting arenas he was fighting in. Looking around he would hear a mixed responds from the crowd as well. The young man would do a short show of shadow boxing on top of the ramp, before starting to walk down the ramp. He was still throwing some fists towards and invisible opponent as he walked to the ring and slide in on his belly.
Inside the ring he walked over to his opponent right in front of him and with a smile on his face he reached out with his hand. “lets have a good match, may the better one win!” after the handshake kyle walked backwards away from his opponent, not wanting to take any chances by letting him out of her sight and walking backwards into his corner waiting for the bell to open the match.