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Of course, with a good stamina rate, it was going to be hard for opponents to throw him off the ring through the top rope.

If he was balanced enough, then he could hardly be eliminated from the match.

Although the Royal Rumble was not like other matches that didn\'t take too long to end. There were going to be 30 Men in the match, making it the longest match ever.

That\'s why it was going to be the main event...

A day before Fallout...

Arnold visited the gym once but spent what seemed like an eternity in the training ring. All this while, he practiced eliminating moves like the Clothesline and Dropkick and even tried to fasten the speed of a normal throwing move...

Although he also practiced his finishers, he mainly focused on those common moves, transforming them from common to great.

When it was nighttime, he heard a knock on his room door... He approached and opened, only to see a URW official holding a paper card in one hand.

"Good day, Max Fury. This is your Royal Rumble entry number," the lady with pink hair and ivory skin said politely to Arnold.

After handing over the paper card to him, she left.

Arnold closed the door and walked to his bed to open the paper. Honestly, he was hoping to get a favorable number so he wouldn\'t have to start so early... It was widely known that most people who started early in a Royal Rumble Match didn\'t end up winning. They often got extremely tired as the match went on and ended up getting eliminated.

Arnold really didn\'t want that to happen to him.

He let out a soft sigh as he stared at the paper card, then slowly, he opened the card and brought out a small wrapped paper in it.

Arnold swallowed repeatedly and nervously, although he didn\'t seem to panic at all.

Then, courageously, he unfolded the paper...

On the paper, a disheartening number could be seen.

(Entry number: 5).

"Ah, shit!" Arnold couldn\'t help but curse.

He had directly been forced to enter the royal rumble ring earlier than he wanted.

"If it had been the tens, it would have been better. Entering as the fifth competitor is way too bad!"

Arnold frowned slightly...

"But, judging by other aspects, this is still good," his face look changed suddenly.

It was true...

Arnold really had to make a good performance to strengthen the interest of the top shows in him. Not just that, with a good performance, he could get a high value, granting him huge pay and more fans to his tally.

After all, life is all about effort and hard work.

If he does what it takes to stay till the end, he could achieve that goal. At the same time, he could impress the company to grant him a good deal as their superstar.

"There is nothing to worry about... I believe I would win..."

Arnold believed in himself and just stayed calm. Several discussions were causing a stir on the internet, but he didn\'t seem to be shaken at all.

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Pie444: "Four wrestlers are coming from Grindhouse Wrestling; what if the winner of the Royal Rumble match turns out to be one of them?"

Emax replies to Pie444: "It\'s so unfortunate that you have 0% professional wrestling knowledge! How can you have such a thought?"

Kema: "Honestly, there is no hope for any Grindhouse wrestler in that match. Not even Max Fury."

Drenstar06: "Do you who Max Fury is? Oh, Gud! I\'m sure you have no idea who he is."

Soft_Punch: "We don\'t give a f**k about who he is. Just a punch from Shawn Buston would get him eliminated."

Audrey: "Watch, and see!"

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There were a lot of comments m which he couldn\'t read. That was a waste of time in fact.

He preferred to keep watching Royal Rumble matches on his laptop than to wander around the internet. The internet was buzzing with various conversations that could make his head spin, so he didn\'t want to feel pressured...

Pressure was the baddest killer to one\'s motivation.

Throughout the day, Arnold trained, practiced, watched Royal Rumble match videos, ate, napped, reflected, pondered...

Then trained and practiced again...

He was making sure he never got a slight hint of fatigue, and the system had already urged him to relax too much.

While the rest of the Grindhouse Wrestling stars visited the advanced fitness coaching, Arnold spent time with his own coach...

The Pro Wrestling System.

When he was asked at a press conference why he preferred to practice without the aid of any fitness or skill coach, he would only say...

"Honestly, I really don\'t have a reason. I just feel like I can improve by myself."

It was true, indeed.

Many who had witnessed his success believed him with full heart, while many concluded that he could shine in an amateur wrestling show like Grindhouse Wrestling with such an act.

Although Arnold didn\'t react to such beliefs.

Since his trustworthy system had assured him, why worry?

"My Advocate is my coach... That\'s final," he muttered to himself.

Even the top shows wouldn\'t be able to convince him to get a fitness coach... Well, if they were to force him, then he would prove the uselessness of any fitness coach in the upcoming Royal Rumble match.

Just like he had done to Manager Jack Harris in Grindhouse Wrestling.

A day to Fallout...

Well, it was getting more hot everywhere...

The preparation for the show had begun.

Several workmen had arrived at the arena for stage fixings and other needed activities.

Arnold was also getting ready in his own aspect, just like he always did. He decided to practice rather than visit the gym.

The gym was canceled for that day since he saw that he didn\'t really need it.

He was only wanting to perfect every move.

While he was in the training ring on the sunny afternoon, a familiar, seemingly old man walked in, stunning Arnold.

It took just a few seconds before he recognized this man\'s identity.

URW legend, Conor Kurt!

Jk Styles\'s tag team partner at their time!