I'm ToddHabitCorn, andwhen I thinkofbestfriendbattles, I thinkofmyicewieldingfriendGraymorebecause I'm focusingonthewordbattlebecauseweallknowwhen I thinkofbestfriends, I onlyhave a spotforthatbluefisheating, flyingcathappywhoneverwearsclothes, bytheway.
Hashtagroof.
Let's getreadytomow.
GiaOh, number 10 3 YouversusKidStreetFightertotheanimatedmovie.
Whenyou'resparringpartners, beencorruptedbyanevilCEOand a cape.
Justbreathedeeply, possiblytheonlytimeyou'lleverseeKenas a threateningforce.
ThemindWarpedBlondetradesinMercfor M bisonand, as a result, becomesnothingshortof a flurryoffistscapableofsendingsomeone a sturdyisreyou.
Flyingashighastherocketeeronhisinitialtestrunwas a greatmovieanyway.
What's the M standforin M bison?
Anybody?
Numbernine.
TomorrowversusXinyeTomorrowSumo.
Nothingscreamsromancemorethan a testosteronefueled, noholdsbarredsumoshowdown, especiallyifyou'rethesetwo.
Giventheirintensepassionforthesport, thetwomembersofthenewlycreatedAdachiHiSumoClubchoosetoshowtheirrespectandadmirationforeachothertheonlywaytheycanbytryingtoforcetheotheroutoftheringand a fiercedisplayofstrengthwhilehetomorrow, onceagaincomesoutoftheTesla's thevictor.
Tosayitwas a hardfoughtwinwouldbe a colossalunderstatement.
ThankstoOceaniaandhisimpressivegirth.
NumbereightvaultversusshoeBabelaidfirstevolution.
You'rewrong, I'm surprising.
Let's go.
Apparentlythecommonstraightbetweentwofriendsbattlingitoutandanimeisthatoneofthemalwaysseemstocomedownwith a nastycaseofpossession.
I admitit.
You'remybestfriend.
It's true.
That's why I can't fail.
Asithappens, thankstotheoverwhelmingpowerofhisbase, prisonshoeendedupgoingfromthechilllonerallthewayto a fullonvillainbythenameofRedEyeonereadytotearupthebayBladeworld.
NextGenerationssaysthattodayatallthatgranted, it's sortof a miraclethatthislittletussledidn't endtheirfriendship, atleastafteritwasrevealedthatBoraToewaspacking a ninjatoolcapableofthrowingthefightinhisfavor.
Fromthegetgo, justwhenitlookslikeshit, kid, I wasabouttowinthematchandprogresstothenextstageofthetuningexams.
Hisbrodecidedtodohimdirtybysecretlypullingout a scrollthatallowedhimtosummononelastshadowclone, securinghisvictoryatleastuntilhisfatherexposedhiminfrontof a stadiumfullofonlookers.
A man, What a drag!
Numberthreego!
KouversusCrillonDragonball.
Promisemethatwhenwegetinthering, you'llfindyou.
I getopponent.
Notas a friend.
I askedbackinthedaywhereCrillonhad a veryrealchanceofdefeatingGokuincombat.
Butagain, thisiswhenmartialartsreignedsupremeandourfavoritesayingwas a chubstirwhocouldonlymusterKamehamehastrongenoughtodestroy a car, a tinycar, a micromachinefromCrillonusinghisbaldheadasanimpromptusolarflare.