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"What a beautiful day it is out here in the traditional battle arena of the mightiest warrior challenge."

"That's right, it is. I can't ask for a better day in a more pristine environment. The strongest in all the multiverse can come here to challenge others without having to worry about any sort of collateral damage. It's just man versus man, muscle versus muscle, in a no-holds-barred slugfest!"

"Fighters here can take much more punishment than your standard martial artists, but we do have one rule. No critical injuries or death. If you knock your opponent out, get them to surrender, or ring them out of our massive arena without causing incurable harm, then you are the victor."

"This is certainly a measure not just of brute force, but of control. The strongest and the hugest have to know when to throw and when to pull their punches."

"Our current king of the hill is an avian named Titus. This all red robin has been dominating the round-robin for the past dozen matches. Don't let his young age fool you--he's taken on some of our most hardened of veterans."

"I think he has something to say to us about this next fight. Titus, do you have any words for any upcoming challengers who may wish to face you?"

"Fuck yeah, I do! Listen up, all you sorry simpletons. Don't even think you can take me on without muscles like these. When I flex, I blot out the sun, got it? There ain't no one on this world who can take me on in a fight, and their ain't no one bigger than me. I even took on the fuckin' Juggernaut one-on-one. Now, if that doesn't get you scared, then nothing does!"

"There you have it, folks--our current king of the hill is dissuading potential challengers from facing against him in this next round. Unfortunately for him, we've already found out who our next contender is."

The beefy bird snorts when he hears the announcer's words. He folds his arms over his chest, the rippling mounds of muscles all over his body twitching just as the corner of his beak does. "The hell? Didn't you hear what I had to say, girlie? You must be this beefy to fight this fight. You're hardly bigger than a supermodel."

The green gal who approaches the ring steps inside, stretching her arms and shaking her head. "Sorry, little bird, but you gotta be blind, flying so close to the sun like that. Are you calling a hulk a pipsqueak? What a joke."

The announcer hops in with voice shaking. "Ladies and Gentlemen, that's right. It's the one and only Sensational She-Hulk, here to take on the challenge of being the strongest. Inflicted with Gamma Radiation from a blood transfusion, this dynamo has a nearly limitless well of power to draw upon! All you have to do is make her mad, and this busty bombshell becomes a real dynamo of muscle!"

The other announcer slides on in, bringing a microphone up to She-Hulk. "Now, tell me, Miss Hulk, you appear to be much bigger than you normally are, though you still are puny in comparison to our champion here. What exactly is it that has your blood boiling green today?"

She-Hulk snickers at that, then glares on over at Titus. "Oh that? It's simple! It's because some meat-head of a bird boy thinks just because he's got strength means he's the strongest. Well, let me tell you something, bird boy, beating the Juggernaut isn't as great of a feat as you think it is. Today, I'm gonna show you just how much you have to learn."

"Oh, you're going to teach me, are ya, old lady?" He says, chuckling, He lets his pecs bounce and wiggles his eyebrows. "I'm ready to take you on, but don't say I didn't warn you!"

The two announcers rush away to the safety of their booth, ready to commentate on the battle.

Titus takes a deep breath, letting his shoulders rise and fall. She-Hulk steps up in front of him, rolling her shoulders too, her outfit getting a little tear. "Heh... seems I"m a little bigger than I imagined," she says. "No matter. Still small enough to look good."

Titus opens his eyes and shrugs. "Eh, you're a little puny for my taste. But we're here to fight, not to fuck. Let's go!"

The bell rings, and he charges forward, kneeing She-Hulk against the stomach. Though she has impressive abs, she is sent flying back, crashing into the hillside and kicking up dust from the impact.

And there's the first blow! Can She-Hulk withstand the merciless beating? Will this be too much and be the end of Titus's run to victory? What about Oh my, look at that! She-Hulk's jumped out of the dirt and grabbed our champion by the throat, lifting him up into the air with a smirk on her face and veins pulsing gamma blood to her fingers, her biceps swelling with pride as she gives him a smile. "How's this for puny, huh?"

He growls and kicks, his foot kicking her leg. Her muscles spasm, and she falls forward, but not before throwing him off and through a series of trees, one right after the other--knocking down an entire copse-worth of foliage before he regains his bearings and beats his wings, soaring up through the sky.

His form actually does blot out the sun as he flies up in the air. He then dives down, and She-Hulk stands up, spitting into her hands, rubbing them together, and spreading her feet. "Okay, little boy... you wanna go? Let's GO!"