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Cartwright would swing the club once more, Hiro steadying himself and bringing to the front front his history in kendo as a child growing up in Japan! He unleashed his 3 Wood and slammed into Cart's club -- keeping the push on as the two fought to see just who would have the higher ground! The Ethnic Enigma was in a weaker state though as he could feel pain radiating from his injured arm while trying to apply pressure with the club...it was going to be a huge turning point in the war, this small fight which had broken out!

Hiro was prepared for anything tonight, it seemed -- but not a surprise attack from a member of Cartwright Strong Style! He didn't want to break up his duel with the Boss, but cocked his head to the side to try and look back...and when he managed to get a slight view, he was stunned by what he saw!

The Ethnic Enigma felt the club fall from his grip as he turned right back around to face down Cartwright with a dangerous weapon...and his eyes grew wide. He took a step back, realizing he'd ******** up big time by taking the bait. He'd keep his hands up, trying to reason with the boss with body language and not words...perhaps a futile effort, but what was Hiro to do? He couldn't run fast enough to escape Cartwright completely, and no matter how much he'd dodge the club would still be in his hands! This was turning into a lose-lose scenario fast.

Hiro, his body shaking in the slightest bit of fear and pain, looked at Cartwright and then to the club in his hand. He was pointing down at the ground, offering Hiro the easy way out which enraged fans in their seats and around the world at home. There was simply no way anyone could accept the image of Hiro laying down and giving up, it was impossible! So...one could only imagine the shockwaves sent throughout the arena and the wrestling world as Hiro put his hands up and slowly lowered his body to the ground, eventually getting to his knees. As if he here being arrested, he put his hands behind his head and looked back up at Cartwright, his smirk of smug satisfaction in lockstep with the tightness of his hand around that club. The Ethnic Enigma shook his head and looked down, preparing for the inevitable...or was he? He would quickly aim to grab a hold of Cartwright's tights by the waist and pull him forward, trying to trip him up as he did so with both men ending up down on the ground if successful!

As both Hiro and Cartwright ended up on the ground, they found themselves in a brief struggle that ended up with Hiro getting his body towards the head of Cartwright. He looked to drill a kick back to the Englishmen's face, trying to stun him up into a seated position! If it worked, Hiro would try to reached around and grab the arms of Cart and pull them back, suddenly finding himself in a position that his muscled remembered all too well. It was eight years ago when Hiro cashed in the Money in the Bank during a Triple Threat match at War Games -- forcing Cartwright to tap out to a Lotus Lock to seal the deal. He would attempt to hook his legs around Cart's arms once again, hoping to lock him in that same downed full nelson that made him a part of forever long ago. The submission wouldn't win him the match, but it would without a doubt cripple Cart's arms long enough to let Hiro did what he had to do to win!

Hiro would yank back his legs trying to squeeze Cart's shoulder blades as hard as he could with the move. The ref was standing over them, watching the bizarre move do it's damage. It wasn't for too long though, as Hiro's aching legs would lead him to remove the hold over thirty or so seconds of fighting with Cart's attempts to get out of it. The Ethnic Enigma wasn't able to get to his feet in the moment either, as the pain on his knees from keeping the move in so tight was gonna keep him down for a short bit -- which resulted in the ref beginning a count on both men, as they were no longer tied up to one another!

Hiro would push to his knees as well come the count of five, ironic that he and the Boss would be in such sync when recovering at this juncture. Hiro would stand up straight on those knees and attempt to drill Cartwright with a hard chop across his chest -- their fight was now devolving into straight up slugging each other's bodies with random strikes!

Hiro was blasted right back, his chest lighting up with red and immediately developing a hand-shaped mark across it. It was so loud, reverberating through the parking lot and making Cartwright look like a million bucks. However, it wasn't enough to stun Hiro out of not returning with an attempted extremely stiff forearm to the side of the Boss's head!