Chaotic Showdown 3

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Hazel was a lot more difficult to put down than Bowser initially thought. He was strong. Stronger than any human should had the right to be. His Pain Killer Semblance made him nearly invulnerable to pain, which sucked a major butt ton for Bowser. And on top of that, he had stuck two fire dust crystals into his burly forearms that gave him fire abilities.

Despite Bowser's own strength and his determination to win, Hazel simply refused to go down. Bowser grounded his teeth at the man.

"BAH! Who cares if you powered up?! I'll still beat the living snot out of you and take my home back!" Bowser proclaims with a roar. He was not one to give up, not when he had too much on the line and too much to lose.

Hazel shook his head. "You never learn."

Having heard enough, Bowser roars and charges at Hazel.

Bowser's massive form thundered across the battlefield as he charged at Hazel, his determination fueling each step. The ground quaked beneath his feet, causing the surrounding environment to tremble in response to his immense power. Hazel, standing at an imposing 8 feet tall, braced himself, his stoic expression unyielding.

As Bowser closed the distance, his massive fists clenched, ready to deliver a devastating blow. He swung his fist towards Hazel, aiming to shatter through the man's defenses and prove his superiority. However, Hazel, a close quarters combat tank fighter, deftly blocked the strike with his forearm, absorbing the impact without flinching.

Bowser growled in frustration as his fist was thwarted by Hazel's unyielding defense. He quickly adjusted his strategy, using his own strength and size to his advantage. Bowser unleashed a series of powerful punches and bone-crushing kicks, each one aimed at exploiting any opening in Hazel's defense.

Hazel, though facing an opponent of tremendous strength, remained composed. He deflected and countered Bowser's attacks with expert precision. Using his towering height to his advantage, Hazel delivered thunderous blows of his own, each strike backed by an incredible force that shook the very air.

The clash of titans intensified as Bowser and Hazel engaged in a close-quarters combat exchange. Their blows reverberated through the battlefield, leaving craters in their wake. Bowser's raw power clashed with Hazel's skill and unwavering resilience, creating an awe-inspiring spectacle.

Despite Bowser's relentless assault, Hazel refused to be overpowered. His formidable size and close combat expertise allowed him to weather the storm of Bowser's attacks. With each blow he absorbed, Hazel's determination only grew stronger, fueling his resolve to emerge victorious.

Bowser's frustration mounted as his attacks failed to penetrate Hazel's defenses. Drawing upon his indomitable strength with a furious roar, Bowser unleashed a full power flamethrower at devastatingly close range. Hazel, fully aware of the impending danger, braced himself for the impact.

The scorching flames engulfed Hazel, surrounding him in a blazing inferno. The intense heat licked at his skin, threatening to overwhelm even his semblance. Yet, Hazel stood his ground, refusing to yield to the onslaught. Through sheer willpower, he activated his Pain Killer Semblance to its fullest extent, shielding himself from the searing pain.

As the flames subsided, a charred figure emerged from the ashes, unfazed by the devastating attack. Bowser's eyes widened in disbelief, but his anger only mounted.

Bowser unleashed a torrent of fireballs, launching them with incredible speed and precision towards Hazel. The fiery projectiles filled the air, homing in on their target. But Hazel, ever vigilant, swiftly maneuvered through the onslaught. With swift dodges and calculated movements, he weaved between the fireballs, evading their deadly trajectories.

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