Pro Wrestling System

The RKO was one of the most popular and deadly moves in the professional wrestling world back in the reign of a WWE superstar, Randy Orton. After his retirement and so many years, since WWE was not as lively as before, even the move RKO, itself, had been forgotten.

Arnold only got to recognize it because of his research and videos he had watched from old capturing. Truth be told, he had loved this finisher, but he never thought he could get to use it.

But now that the system had given him that privilege, there was nothing that could stop him from using the finisher.

"That's really cool... I can't wait to RKO Jerry Blaze next week, hehe," Arnold chuckled excitedly.

[You have to practice and perfect this Skill. It requires less Attack Power usage since you wouldn't have to be the one charging at your opponent to launch the attack. You only need to apply much Agility...]

[You have to learn the important basics of performing an RKO. This move could be a life-threatening one... If you don't master the balance of safety and destruction with it, you could get your opponent killed after the attack.]

[It's a deadly move worth an SS-class rank, but I had to reduce the actual fierceness, making it an S-class ranked Skill.]

"But... Why?"

[I just told you.]

Arnold shook his head, slightly angered. "Don't you know there could be tougher opponents in the high-level roster and even in the top shows... You have thought about that before reducing the impact," Arnold complained.

[You are saying this because you have no idea how deadly it is. Even at S-class, the RKO can take down everyone in Grindhouse Wrestling. Quote me, it can take anyone down until the count of three...]

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[If a victory count were to be ten, RKO could still keep its victim unconscious up to that time.]

It was not that Arnold actually understood what the system meant. He learned that the RKO was a very vital finisher that only a few dared to kick out of in the top shows... Now, the system was making him believe it after its explanation.

Coming to realization, educated, Arnold sighed softly in agreement.

"Now I understand... After all, you always know and want the best for me," he said with a friendly smile.

[It's my assignment. I was created for this.]

Arnold nodded with a hint of gladness on his face. He stayed silent for a while, approached his bed, and sat.

"Advocate, can you tell me where you came from? Who created you? And what were you really called in your world," Arnold hesitated and asked.

However, the system stayed for some moments before giving a reply.

[I don't know where I came from, neither do I know who created me. I just say myself alive inside you one day with a vast professional wrestling intelligence to guide and assist. For the name, it should be nothing but System.]

Arnold shrugged in disbelief immediately.

"What do you mean you don't know where you came from??? How the heck is that even possible?!" Arnold expressed his amazement.

[I don't know either. But I know that it is happening this way for a reason. For now, I would only focus on helping you to achieve your goals. After that, then I guess I would be removed from your body.]

The system was utterly calm and indifferent in every word it spoke. One could never notice its emotions or feelings.

Well, does a system really have emotions and feelings???

'I don't think so,' Arnold thought.

The fact he anticipated its departure after the success of his career made Arnold grieve in his heart. He wouldn't want something so brilliant and loyal as the system to leave him... Truthfully, it was the only entity that had gained Arnold's full trust.

After helping him into Grindhouse Wrestling, Arnold loved the system with every drop of his blood. As it continued to guide him on the path to success, there hadn't been a breakdown.

Now, he was already a Grindhouse Omega champion after a few months of his debut. He has become famous in different cities and on the internet as well...

It was only a matter of time before he would become one of Grindhouse Wrestling's top stars...

Literally... It was only going to take a little time. With everything required done and perfected often, he could get stronger and stronger to confront the strongest of men in the industry.

The professional wrestling world is always filled with a very long range of power levels. There were beasts who claimed to be men, while there were demons who fought to destroy and still claim the glory of mortality.

This was just the beginning. I'm Grindhouse Wrestling, there were fewer beastly individuals unlike in the top shows. Although it wasn't as if people in this show were weaker... Of course, sixty percent of the top shows' future stars are gotten from Grindhouse Wrestling.

It was only understandable that at this stage of their career, they hadn't discovered or awakened the full potential in them. The beast in them.

...

After his conversation with the system, Arnold decided to sleep. It was already midnight, so he didn't want to deprive himself of rest.

Being too tired, he only texted a message to his mother and slept off. Unlike everyone else who had a match that day, Arnold slept as if he spent the whole day swimming.

There was no sign of pain in his body as even soft snores could be heard around his room. While others took treatment and slept in pain, Arnold visited places in his sleep... Sweet and relaxing.

When he woke up, he visited the gym like he always did after freshening up. He decided not to meet Mark and Lila because they usually had training with their physical fitness coach on Thursdays.

At least, he always preferred working out alone... It only turned out that his friends liked to hang around with him.

He decided to lift weights at first, carrying a 65 kg weight. It had gotten to a stage where many people had begun to see Arnold as a strange person, however, he never cared...

If it wasn't for the fact that he would get thoroughly questioned or suspected, Arnold would have tried carrying a 100kg weight.

But the gyms were always filled with people. If he lifted it in their presence, then he would go viral before he would know it. A topic saying that he isn't human would spread across the cities.

Max Fury never wanted that to happen...

But today, he had a plan.

A very good yet simple plan.

In fact, he hadn't been ready to try it lately due to uncertainties. If he wanted to, it shouldn't be a big deal at all.

Like always, while everyone would be away, He could just make a try at nighttime.

At least, at night, no one would think of visiting the gym.

'I'm the only night owl in Capside Centre, so why should I worry?'

With a smile on his pale face, he glanced around and continued his training.