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The submission maneuver was in full place as this had to take a large quantity of strength and energy to keep the move towards the turnbuckle. That's why Trent would place even more pressure, he would place enough to the point he was squeezing the skull of Salem deeper into his chest, pain showing on Trent's face as the maneuver was placed in as tight as possible. Slowly suffocating life from Salem who was on the breaking point of exhaustion and losing the momentum he gained to get as far as he did.

The submission that was being used at this time was a deadly maneuver within a match, but Salem was bound to fight back with what is at stake. To be called the first ever King of the Ring after facing many names tonight was sure to drive someone to push their limits and that was what both men were doing right now. Trent who received countless blows which would put down a normal man, surviving and for Salem who is surviving this and what he is doing at this point was nothing short of remarkable. Salem began to ascend the turnbuckle as Trent continued to apply as much pressure as he could to stop the man who had received a second wind out of nowhere. The man who seemed to be out of it just mere seconds ago was beginning to ascend the turnbuckle as nothing good was on his mind for both men. But what was it he was going to do, and is it the best idea for Salem or would it just be another depressant to his inevitable loss?

The trip there was excruciating for Salem no doubt, but he made it as the two began to plummet back down to the mat as the crowd were in awe at the fact Salem pulled off such a huge feat as the men were equal in size but he pulled out all the stops to hit that modified electric chair as the crowd would pop out of their chairs once the connection of Trent's back and the mat made it's mark. Trent would have been down for sure as Salem would most likely lifelessly fall off Trent as it was a good time to rest after such a big maneuver hit.

The official would slide down close to the mat on his belly from the stance he was at, angling closer to where he could see both shoulders as he would hit the mat two executive times. At this point Trent's head would have been flooded with thoughts of losing and how much this meant to him and in a blink of an eye. He would have raised one shoulder up with power, throwing off Salem who was attempting the pin as the crowd would begin to "Ooh" and "Aah". The match getting close to a climax as the two were still left on the mat and the official signalling that the match was not over yet and the count was just a two. Once Trent pulled off the throw, he would look to slowly crawl towards Salem who was pushed off with aggression, he was most likely more tired and beat up than Trent who applied the submission after all. As he looked to swing one arm over Salem in exchange of his fail count.

Trent began to grit his teeth in displeasure that the match wasn't over despite the effort he had already placed into this match. Salem was truly a worthy adversary, this fight was the finals and these are the two finalist putting everything on the line to take the place of King in the Ring. The thought of losing entered Trent's mind as his mindset would change as he would have taken the more technical part out as it was time to play a bit dirty as he would try to make his way back to feet, using Salem's body as support, he grabbed at the exposed hair of Salem, than beginning to move to the side of Salem as he looked to use his body as a platform. Pushing down on him to just get back to his feet as this took a lot of energy out of the supposed "rookie". The crowd was chanting for both men who were putting on an impressive show for each and every one of them. Although, they still want to see the "M.W. Deuce" win this match up. They had to give credit where credit was due.

Salem would have made his way back to his feet almost, the crowd completely behind him after using Trent's support to get to his own two feet was a brilliant way of using his surroundings. The two were left in that spot near the middle of the ring, looking into one another's eyes as shivers would run down the spines of many people in this arena. Trent looked to make the first move and slightly push Salem back to maybe throw him off his balance, not to the point where it was a full-fledged throw, but just with enough strength to get him off. The surroundings of this arena now gleaming with bright lights as the two tired superstars were most likely on their final legs, living with their last breath, trying to see who would survive the longest in this.

The two would depart from one another as Trent had hoped, but Salem caught his footing faster than expected, and in retaliation to the push he sent a successful chop to the chest of Trent. Already the left handed chop showing a tint of redness on his chest. "The Archangel" would have held on to his chest for a moment as he knew he would have to retaliate back at the man with even more force, seeing he had two good arms he would than slowly begin to approach the M.W Deuce and send a big right handed knife edge chop to the chest, seeing as this was his dominant it was bound to afflict more pain as the crowd would give a grimace to Trent who was so sinister and diabolical, but they all know Salem can be just as nasty, if he had a usable right arm that is.