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The boos were deafening as Sandro rolled off Sheamus, gasping but grinning devilishly. Barrett and Kofi slid back into the ring, raising his arms as the United States Title was handed back to him. Justin Roberts' voice echoed through the chaos:
"Here is your winner, and still the WWE United States Champion, SANDRO ZHANG!"
The crowd unleashed a wave of pure hatred. Sandro, battered but victorious, climbed the turnbuckle and raised the title high above his head, laughing as he shouted, "I told you! No one beats me!"
Cole, disgusted, said, "Another stolen victory for the Undisputed System. Sandro proving once again he'll do whatever it takes to keep that title, fair or not."
Lawler sighed, "It's hard to argue with the results, Cole. He's still champion, but man, at what cost?"
Sandro leaned over the ropes, yelling into the camera. "That's one down! And by the end of the night, the Undisputed System owns EVERYTHING!"
As they exited, Sandro pointed at the crying kid from earlier, now wearing Sheamus's shirt, and sneered, "Better luck next time, kid."
Cole's voice was sharp. "That right there, King, that's exactly who Sandro is. Arrogant, ruthless, and absolutely unrelenting. But one thing's for sure, he just stole the show in the opening match of Over The Limit."
Lawler replied, "And if that's just the first match, Cole… we're in for one hell of a night."
As the three of them finally reach the top of the ramp, Sheamus began to stir in the ring, sitting up slowly. The fans gave him a standing ovation for his heart and resilience. Sandro turned back, holding the belt high one last time, pointing at Sheamus and mouthing, "That's the best you've got?"
The crowd booed again as "Shock The System" hit once more, signaling the Undisputed System's dominance.
Right after Sandro's controversial victory over Sheamus, the energy in the Target Center was still wild but uneasy. The fans couldn't shake off what they'd witnessed, the arrogance, the mockery, the sheer disrespect Sandro had shown, not only to Sheamus but to the audience itself.
It had set the tone for the night in the worst way possible. Cole's disgust, Lawler's disbelief, and the fans' collective fury lingered like a heavy fog over the arena. Even as the show moved forward, match after match thrilling the crowd, that bitter aftertaste refused to fade.
The next few bouts were outstanding, technical showcases, high flying spectacles, and heartfelt babyface victories that got the fans cheering again. But no matter how loud they got for their favorites, every time the camera panned to the announce table, Cole and Lawler still looked unsettled.
Cole even mentioned midway through another match, "I still can't believe what Sandro did earlier tonight. That kid's face… that moment… it just sums up what the Undisputed System's all about." Lawler nodded gravely, adding, "You can win all the titles in the world, but disrespect like that? That's something fans never forget."
Still, the show must go on, and as the lights dimmed once more, the energy shifted sharply.
Suddenly, the entire arena plunged into darkness.
The tron flashed gold, the words SHOCK THE SYSTEM tearing through the speakers like a thunderclap. The crowd instantly erupted into a chorus of boos, knowing exactly what that meant. The lights flickered in rhythm with the metallic distortion of the theme before glowing a deep, ominous gold.
And then, from behind the curtain, emerged the unmistakable figures of Big E and Ryback.
The boos intensified, echoing through the rafters. Big E had a cold smirk on his face, Ryback flexed his massive arms, veins bulging as the arena lights reflected off his sweat. Behind them followed the rest of the Undisputed System, Drew McIntyre, Kofi Kingston, and Alexa Bliss, all moving with deliberate confidence, ignoring the tidal wave of hatred pouring from every direction.
Cole's voice cut through the noise, heavy with resentment.
"Oh, come on! Again? The Undisputed System isn't wasting any time tonight, they already stole one victory with Sandro earlier, and now they're out here looking to add even more gold to their collection!"
Lawler added, "And look who's walking with them, Drew McIntyre, Kofi Kingston, Alexa Bliss, every single one of them's here to make sure the Undisputed System stays in control! These fans can boo all they want, but Cole, this group doesn't care. They love being hated."
As the group marched toward the ring, Justin Roberts' voice rang out clearly over the jeers. "Introducing first, the challengers… representing the Undisputed System… accompanied to the ring by Drew McIntyre, Kofi Kingston, and Alexa Bliss… at a combined weight of 584 pounds… Big E and Ryback!"
The boos were thunderous. Ryback let out his signature "FEED! ME! MORE!" chant mockingly at the crowd, while Big E flexed and smirked, slapping his chest and mouthing something that looked suspiciously like, "This is our night."
Drew McIntyre, stoic and sharp, stood just behind them, arms crossed, eyes locked on the ring like a hawk. Alexa Bliss, smug and flawless, blew a mocking kiss to a group of fans in the front row, while Kofi Kingston paced alongside them, pointing at his Undisputed System armband proudly.
They climbed the steel steps in unison, Big E and Ryback entering the ring first. Big E motioned for the crowd to "quiet down," which of course made them boo louder. Ryback just laughed. Drew, Kofi, and Alexa took their spots at ringside, their presence alone enough to make the champions in the back wary.
Then — "Yo, yo, yo!"
The crowd exploded as Cryme Tyme's classic theme hit the PA system, immediately cutting through the wall of boos. The fans leapt to their feet, waving signs, clapping, shouting, finally getting some energy back after enduring the Undisputed System's arrogance.
Out stepped JTG and Shad Gaspard, each with the World Tag Team Championships around their waists. Both men looked fired up, hyped, and ready for a fight. The cheers reached new heights when the WWE Divas Champion, Kelly Kelly, joined them, title slung proudly over her shoulder, smiling wide as she soaked in the love from the fans.
And then, unsurprisingly, walking just a few steps behind, came Paul Heyman.
Cole immediately reacted, "And there he is, the RAW General Manager, Paul Heyman! You talk about a man who's been vocal about keeping order on this show, and like he have promised, he's here to make sure the Undisputed System doesn't pull any tricks tonight!"
Lawler chuckled, "Well, you never know with Heyman, Cole, but I'll say this, having him and Kelly Kelly out here makes this entrance feel huge! Cryme Tyme look ready to defend what's theirs!"
The four of them stopped at the top of the ramp. Shad raised his fist high, JTG hyped up the crowd, and Kelly twirled her championship above her head while the crowd chanted, "CRYME TYME! CRYME TYME! CRYME TYME!"
Justin Roberts then took over again, his voice filled with excitement. "And their opponents… accompanied to the ring by the WWE Divas Champion Kelly Kelly and the RAW General Manager Paul Heyman… at a combined weight of 531 pounds… they are the World Tag Team Champions, JTG and Shad Gaspard, CRYME TYME!"
The crowd roared with approval, the energy surging once again. Even Heyman, ever the businessman, gave a rare approving smirk as he gestured toward the ring, signaling the champions forward.
Cryme Tyme, fired up and confident, sprinted toward the ring. They slid in under the bottom rope, immediately posing in the center, JTG bouncing with his usual swagger while Shad flexed and shouted to the crowd, "BROOKLYN STAND UP!" The fans erupted in cheers, drowning out even the Undisputed System's theme.
Kelly Kelly smiled proudly at ringside, her eyes fixed on her stablemates, while Heyman remained composed, hands behind his back, his presence adding a sense of authority to the proceedings.
Big E and Ryback, however, didn't look impressed. Big E rolled his shoulders, staring Shad down with a smirk, while Ryback cracked his neck, eyes locked on JTG. The air was thick with tension, the kind that promised fireworks once the bell rang.
The referee stepped between them, collecting the tag titles from Cryme Tyme. He raised both belts high for the world to see, the gold glimmering under the lights of the Target Center.
The crowd cheered again, knowing they were about to witness something special, the Undisputed System's hunger for dominance clashing against Cryme Tyme's pride and chemistry.
The ref passed the belts to the timekeeper, checked both teams, then pointed to the timekeeper's table.
DING! DING! DING!
The arena erupted again, the match had officially begun.
Starting for their teams were Big E and Shad Gaspard. The two powerhouses circled each other slowly, both massive men, both brimming with raw strength. Big E clapped his hands and grinned cockily. "Come on, big man! Let's see what you got!" Shad cracked a smirk of his own, replying, "Oh, trust me, I've got plenty."
They locked up, a thunderous collar and elbow tie up that shook the ropes. Neither man budged at first, but then Shad dug deep, using his leverage to push Big E backward into the corner. The crowd cheered as the ref stepped in to break it, but Big E suddenly shoved Shad in the chest, stepping out with that trademark smirk.
Cole called it, "Classic Big E! He's trying to get in Shad's head early!"
Lawler added, "Yeah, but Shad's not the type to play those games, Cole, look at him!"
And indeed, Shad didn't back down. He smirked right back, mouthing, "That all you got?" before locking up again. This time, Big E used his power to shove Shad down to one knee. The fans gasped, but Shad roared back, powered up, and forced Big E into the ropes, then sent him flying across the ring with an Irish whip!
Big E bounced back, and BOOM!
A massive shoulder tackle collided mid ring. Neither man fell. The crowd popped as both men stood firm, glaring. Shad motioned for another run, and Big E obliged, charging off the ropes again, only to be caught with a huge clothesline that sent him rolling to the mat!
The crowd roared as Shad flexed, pounding his chest. Big E, stunned but furious, scrambled to his feet, only to get grabbed and thrown into Cryme Tyme's corner. Shad tagged in JTG, who climbed to the top rope, shouting, "Let's go, baby!"
JTG leapt with a double axe handle across Big E's back, then bounced off the ropes and hit a running neckbreaker. The crowd was electric. Drew barked orders from ringside, pacing like a caged wolf, while Alexa clapped mockingly, shouting, "You got lucky once, JTG!"
Cole was excited. "This is what Cryme Tyme does best, speed and coordination!"
Lawler nodded his head. "And right now, JTG's got Big E reeling!"
JTG kept the momentum, hitting a snap DDT and covering, 1! 2! Big E kicked out hard, sending JTG flying off him. Ryback shouted from the apron, slamming the turnbuckle pad, "TAG ME IN!"
Big E crawled toward his corner, clutching his jaw, and managed to slap Ryback's hand.
The crowd groaned collectively.
Ryback stormed in like a bull, charging at JTG and nearly decapitating him with a clothesline. The impact echoed through the arena. JTG rolled across the mat, clutching his chest. Ryback roared, flexing to the crowd, "FEED! ME! MORE!"
Cole shook his head. "And just like that, the momentum shifts. Ryback might be the most explosive power man in this company right now."
Ryback lifted JTG like a ragdoll, slamming him back-first into the corner before hitting a series of vicious shoulder thrusts. Each one echoed louder than the last. Shad reached in, trying to tag, but Ryback yanked JTG back just in time and hit a huge vertical suplex, holding him up for nearly ten seconds before dropping him flat.
BAM! The ring shook.
Ryback covered, 1! 2! Kickout!
The fans cheered JTG's resilience, and Kelly Kelly clapped on the outside, shouting encouragement. Heyman, stoic as ever, folded his arms, carefully watching the match's flow like a chess player reading his opponent.
Ryback tagged in Big E again, and the two muscle monsters began a series of brutal tandem moves, double back elbow, double belly to back slam, showing rare chemistry for such massive men. The crowd booed as the Undisputed System's challengers dominated.
Cole shake his head in dismay."This is smart teamwork, I'll give them that. Big E and Ryback have done their homework."
Lawler agree on that. "They're not just brute strength, they're syncing up like a well oiled machine."
Big E taunted Shad as he held JTG in a bearhug, shouting, "You want your boy? Come get him!" Shad was pacing like a lion, desperate for the tag, slapping the top rope, the crowd chanting, "JTG! JTG! JTG!"
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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
Wrestlemania Record: 1 - 0