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Rey exploded in, hitting a headscissors that sent Drew flying, then a springboard seated senton to Barrett off the apron. Rey fired the crowd up, bouncing off the ropes, hitting a dropkick to Kofi, then ducking a Sandro strike.
The crowd roared.
Rey went for the 619 on Drew—
Sandro pulled Drew out of the ring.
The referee warned him.
Sandro smirked.
Christian dove through the ropes onto Sandro!
Chaos erupted again.
Jericho knocked Kofi off the apron. Kane flattened Big E with a massive right hand.
Morrison climbed the ropes—
STARSHIP PAIN TO DREW!
The crowd exploded.
Morrison hooked the leg.
1! 2!—
BIG E BROKE IT UP!
Lawler yelled, "That was it!"
Big E lifted Morrison—
KANE grabbed Big E from behind—
REVERSE CHOKESLAM!
The building shook.
Sandro slid in—
LOW KICK TO KANE.
Drew crawled, tagged.
TAG TO BIG E.
Big E charged Morrison again—
But Morrison rolled through—
CRUCIFIX PIN!
1! 2!—
Big E powered out and flattened Morrison with a devastating clothesline.
Big E hoisted Morrison up—
BIG ENDING!
The ring shook violently.
Big E covered.
1! 2! 3!
DING DING DING!
"John Morrison has been eliminated!"
The crowd groaned.
Cole said, "That's a heartbreaker. Morrison gave everything he had."
Striker replied, "SmackDown just lost one of their most explosive weapons."
SmackDown regrouped quickly.
Rey and Jericho double teamed Kofi, sending him tumbling to the floor. Christian and Kane cornered Drew, lighting him up with strikes.
Big E stood alone for a moment—
Then charged.
Big E flattened Jericho, then Rey, then squared up with Kane.
The crowd buzzed.
Big E ran—
KANE caught him by the throat—
CHOKESLAM!
The ring shook.
Kane covered.
1! 2!—
SANDRO broke it up with a stomp to Kane's head.
The referee yelled.
Christian rushed Sandro—
KILLSWITCH!
The crowd erupted.
Drew rushed Christian—
CODEBREAKER FROM JERICHO!
Bodies everywhere.
Rey climbed the ropes—
FROG SPLASH TO BIG E!
Rey covered.
1! 2! 3!
DING DING DING!
"Big E has been eliminated!"
The arena ERUPTED.
Lawler shouted, "YES! THAT'S HUGE!"
Striker said excitedly, "The World Tag Team Champions are now completely eliminated, Undisputed System is losing control!"
Sandro's face hardened instantly.
He slapped the apron, shouting orders.
Barrett tagged himself in.
TAG TO WADE BARRETT.
Barrett stormed in, blasting Rey with a Bull Hammer attempt—
Rey ducked—
TAG TO CHRISTIAN.
Christian came in, dodging a clothesline, snapping Barrett down with a reverse DDT.
Christian tuned up—
He grabbed Barrett—
KILLSWITCH!!
The crowd lost its mind.
Christian covered.
1! 2!—
DREW BROKE IT UP!
Jericho tackled Drew.
Kane booted Kofi off the apron.
Christian dragged Barrett up again—
Second KILLSWITCH!
Christian covered again.
1! 2! 3!
DING DING DING!
"Wade Barrett has been eliminated!"
The arena was deafening.
Cole shouted, "SmackDown is SURGING!"
Striker added, "This crowd is witnessing something special!"
Sandro immediately slid into the ring, screaming at his team, pointing toward the outside.
He waved them out.
Drew and Kofi retreated.
Sandro backed away, never breaking eye contact with Kane.
Heyman hurried over, pulling Sandro close, shouting advice into his ear while clutching the MITB briefcase like a lifeline.
The referee began counting.
"ONE!"
Sandro held up a finger.
"Calm."
"FOCUS."
"BREATHE."
Drew nodded. Kofi wiped sweat from his eyes.
The count reached nine—
They slid back in.
Three men left.
Sandro Zhang.
Drew McIntyre.
Kofi Kingston.
Across the ring stood Kane, Christian, Rey Mysterio, and Chris Jericho.
Four on three.
But Sandro smiled anyway.
The referee stepped between the chaos, arms extended, voice sharp and authoritative as he pointed to each corner in turn.
"EVERYONE TO THE APRON! LEGAL MEN ONLY!"
Slowly, reluctantly, bodies peeled away.
Christian stepped through the ropes, rolling his shoulders, eyes locked forward. Across from him, Kofi hopped over the top rope and landed lightly on his feet, clapping his hands once, twice, forcing a grin that barely masked the exhaustion in his eyes.
Sandro remained on the apron, one arm draped casually over the top rope, watching everything. Drew leaned in beside him, breathing hard, jaw clenched. Heyman hovered just behind them, clutching the briefcase to his chest, eyes darting between the ring and the referee like a man watching a countdown to impact.
Four on three.
SmackDown smelled blood.
Christian and Kofi circled. The crowd buzzed with anticipation, clapping in rhythm, feeding off the tension. Kofi bounced on the balls of his feet, light, fast, trying to keep Christian guessing. Christian stayed grounded, hands up, calm and deliberate.
Cole said, "This is where experience matters. Christian has been here before."
Lawler scoffed. "Yeah, but Kofi can strike out of nowhere. One mistake and it's lights out."
Striker cut in, voice sharp. "SmackDown has the numbers advantage. They need to stay disciplined."
They locked up.
Christian immediately muscled Kofi into the corner, shoulder pressing into his chest. The referee called for a clean break. Christian stepped back—
Kofi snapped forward with a quick forearm.
Christian staggered.
Kofi followed with rapid fire chops, lighting up Christian's chest, then shot him across the ring. Christian rebounded—
Kofi leapfrogged—
Christian ducked—
Kofi went for a spinning back kick—
Christian caught the leg and swept Kofi off his feet, dropping him hard to the mat. Christian wasted no time, grounding Kofi with a side headlock, grinding him down.
The crowd applauded the control.
Kofi struggled, twisting, trying to reach the ropes. Sandro leaned in from the apron, barking something sharp and fast. Kofi planted his feet, powered Christian toward the ropes, and shoved him off.
Christian bounced back—
Kofi exploded with a dropkick to the chest.
Christian hit the mat.
Kofi covered.
1!
Christian kicked out quickly.
Kofi didn't slow down. He yanked Christian up, tagged out.
TAG TO DREW MCINTYRE.
Drew stepped through the ropes like a storm rolling in, immediately blasting Christian with a boot to the midsection. He drove Christian into the Undisputed System's corner, hammering him with brutal forearms, one after another.
The referee began counting.
Drew backed off at four, hands raised mockingly.
Christian stumbled forward—
Drew grabbed him—
OVERHEAD BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX.
Christian crashed hard.
Drew covered.
1! 2!—
Christian kicked out.
Drew snarled, dragged Christian up, and tagged out again.
TAG TO SANDRO.
The arena erupted in boos.
Sandro stepped in slowly, methodically, eyes never leaving Christian. He crouched slightly, like a predator assessing wounded prey. Christian pushed himself up, jaw set.
They locked eyes.
Cole groaned. "I hate the look on his face."
Lawler chuckled darkly. "That's confidence, Cole. Whether you like it or not."
Sandro circled, then suddenly shot in, hammering Christian with a stiff knee to the ribs. He followed with a snap suplex, rolled through, and transitioned seamlessly into a grounded hammerlock, twisting Christian's arm with surgical precision.
Christian grimaced, reaching for the ropes.
Sandro leaned in close, whispering something only Christian could hear, then wrenched the arm harder.
Christian roared and rolled through, reversing the pressure, popping back to his feet and drilling Sandro with a sharp European uppercut. The crowd roared as Christian fired up, landing another uppercut, then a third.
Sandro stumbled back—
Christian tagged out.
TAG TO CHRIS JERICHO.
Jericho entered like a house on fire, unloading on Sandro with rapid chops, forearms, and a running bulldog. He hit the ropes and dropped a fist across Sandro's face.
Jericho covered.
1! 2!—
Sandro kicked out.
Jericho didn't waste time, dragging Sandro up and whipping him to the corner. He charged—
Sandro slipped out—
Jericho hit the turnbuckle chest-first.
Sandro rolled him up from behind.
1! 2!—
Jericho kicked out and popped up, nailing Sandro with a spinning back elbow.
The pace was relentless.
Jericho tagged out.
TAG TO REY MYSTERIO.
The crowd exploded as Rey sprang in, using the ropes to launch himself into a headscissors that sent Sandro tumbling. Rey followed with a low dropkick to the knee, then another to the face.
Sandro rolled to the corner, trying to regroup—
Rey charged—
Sandro lifted him—
Rey countered with a DDT!
The arena shook with noise.
Rey sprinted to the ropes, dialed it up—
619 CONNECTED!
The crowd went insane.
Rey climbed the turnbuckles—
FROG SPLASH!
Rey hooked the leg.
1! 2!—
KOFI BROKE IT UP!
Kofi stormed in, dragging Rey off and blasting him with a stiff kick. Kane immediately stepped through the ropes—
BIG BOOT TO KOFI!
The referee lost control as bodies flooded the ring.
Christian hit Drew with a spear.
Jericho clotheslined Sandro over the top rope.
Kane grabbed Kofi by the throat—
CHOKESLAM!
The ring shook.
The referee shouted, forcing Kane and Jericho back to the apron.
Rey crawled toward the corner.
TAG TO CHRISTIAN.
Christian grabbed Kofi, pulled him up—
KILLSWITCH!
The crowd erupted.
Christian covered.
1! 2! 3!
DING DING DING!
"Kofi Kingston has been eliminated!"
The arena exploded in cheers.
Cole shouted, "That's another one! SmackDown is rolling!"
Striker nearly yelled, "Undisputed System is shrinking fast!"
Sandro's expression tightened as he slid back onto the apron, eyes narrowing. Heyman slapped the apron, screaming instructions, panic creeping into his voice.
Now it was three on four.
Drew stepped in as the legal man, staring across the ring at Christian. Rey and Jericho hovered on the apron, ready. Kane loomed like a tower behind them.
Drew charged—
Christian sidestepped and tagged out.
TAG TO KANE.
The crowd ROARED.
Drew froze for half a second.
That was all Kane needed.
Kane blasted Drew with a right hand, then another, backing him into the corner. Kane followed with a running corner clothesline, then scooped Drew up and slammed him down.
Drew rolled, trying to escape—
Kane grabbed him and pick him up.
The crowd rose to its feet.
TOMBSTONE PILEDRIVER.
The ring shook violently.
Kane covered.
1! 2!—
SANDRO BROKE IT UP!
Boos rained down.
Sandro stomped Kane's leg, chopping him down to a knee, then rolled back to the apron before the referee could fully react. Jericho stormed in, chasing Sandro off with a forearm.
Christian dragged Drew up—
Drew headbutted him.
Rey flew in—
Drew caught him—
SPINEBUSTER!
Drew crawled, desperation etched across his face—
TAG TO SANDRO.
Sandro entered, barking orders, pointing, commanding.
He caught Rey with a snap dragon screw, then immediately transitioned into a leg lock, twisting viciously. Rey screamed, clawing toward the ropes.
Striker said, "This is what Sandro does. He isolates, he dissects."
Jericho shouted encouragement from the apron.
Rey managed to roll through and kick Sandro away, then tagged out.
TAG TO JERICHO.
Jericho exploded in, hammering Sandro with strikes, backing him up. He went for the Walls—
Sandro slipped free and tagged out.
TAG TO DREW.
Drew blasted Jericho with a Claymore out of nowhere!
The crowd gasped.
Drew collapsed into the cover.
1! 2!—
KANE BROKE IT UP!
The ring descended into chaos again.
Kane brawled with Drew. Christian dove onto Sandro on the outside. Rey hit a springboard senton onto Drew.
Jericho crawled, tagged out.
TAG TO REY MYSTERIO.
Rey climbed the ropes again—
FROG SPLASH TO DREW!
Rey covered.
1! 2! 3!
DING DING DING!
"Drew McIntyre has been eliminated!"
The arena ERUPTED.
Lawler shouted, "They did it! Drew's gone!"
Striker was nearly breathless. "It's three on one now!"
Heyman looked like he'd seen a ghost.
Sandro stood alone on the apron.
One man.
Three opponents.
Christian. Jericho. Kane.
The crowd chanted loudly.
"YOU'RE GONNA DIE!" "YOU'RE GONNA DIE!"
Heyman climbed onto the apron, aghast, shouting frantically, begging Sandro to slow it down, to think. Sandro didn't even look at him.
Instead, Sandro smiled.
Not a nervous smile.
Not a forced one.
A calm, dangerous smile.
He stepped through the ropes.
The noise hit another level.
Cole said incredulously, "Is he insane?"
Lawler muttered, "Or is he that confident?"
Sandro spread his arms wide, looking from Kane to Jericho to Christian.
"ALL OF YOU," he shouted, voice carrying clearly. "GET IN."
The crowd exploded.
Kane stepped forward first.
Jericho followed.
Christian hesitated, then nodded and entered.
Three on one.
They rushed him.
Sandro fought like a man possessed, ducking Kane's swing, cracking Jericho with a knee, slipping behind Christian and snapping him down with a backstabber. He spun, nailed Jericho with a low kick, then got flattened by a massive boot from Kane.
Sandro staggered—
Jericho hit a Codebreaker!
Christian followed with a DDT!
Kane lifted him—
CHOKESLAM!
The ring shook.
The crowd roared, believing it was over.
Jericho covered.
1! 2!—
SANDRO KICKED OUT.
The building lost its mind.
Striker shouted, "HOW?! HOW DID HE KICK OUT?!"
Sandro lay there, chest heaving, eyes still burning.
They dragged him up again. Kane battered him with punches. Jericho chopped him down. Christian slammed him into the corner.
For a moment, it was a beating.
Pure and simple.
The referee finally intervened, forcing Kane and Jericho back to the apron.
Christian remained legal.
Christian turned to argue—
That was the mistake.
Sandro rolled him up from behind.
Small package.
The referee dropped.
1! 2! 3!
DING DING DING!
"Christian has been eliminated!"
The arena EXPLODED in disbelief. Heyman screamed, half hysterical, half euphoric. Sandro rolled to his feet, eyes wild now, sweat pouring, chest heaving, but he was grinning. Two man left, Kane and Jericho. One man standing between them and immortality. And Sandro wasn't done yet.
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Name: Alessandro Zhang
Age: 20 (2010)
Birthplace: Orlando, Florida, USA
Brand: WWE - RAW
Wrestling Style: Mixed Of All Styles
Faction: The Undisputed System
Championships History: 1x FCW Tag Team Champions, 1x FCW Florida Heavyweight Champion, 1x TNA World Heavyweight Champion, 1x TNA X Division Champion, & 1x WWE United States Champion
Other Achievements: 1x Andre the Giant Memorial Battle Royale Winner & 1x Mr. Money In The Bank
Wrestlemania Record: 1 - 0