WHITE MEAT unleashes a lightning-fast flurry of kicks, striking Cant Be Worse's legs and midsection with rapid-fire precision before the heel can mount any defense, backing the villain into the corner as the crowd roars its approval.

Cant Be Worse backs WHITE MEAT into the corner and unleashes a vicious flurry of closed-fist punches, blatantly ignoring the referee's warnings as the crowd boos mercilessly. The heel continues the illegal assault, driving punch after brutal punch into WHITE MEAT's jaw before finally stepping back with a smug grin, leaving the fan-favorite reeling against the turnbuckles.

WHITE MEAT locks in a textbook waistlock, displaying technical precision as Cant Be Worse struggles to escape. With perfect form, WHITE MEAT bridges back and launches the heel overhead with a crisp backdrop suplex, spiking Cant Be Worse's shoulders into the canvas. The crowd roars its approval as WHITE MEAT maintains control early in this contest.

WHITE MEAT expertly flips Cant Be Worse onto their stomach, stepping through and sitting back deep into a textbook Boston Crab as the crowd roars its approval. Cant Be Worse writhes in agony, clawing desperately at the canvas while WHITE MEAT maintains perfect technical form, wrenching back with precision to maximize the pressure on the lower back and legs.

WHITE MEAT launches himself skyward with incredible elevation, his boots connecting perfectly with Cant Be Worse's jaw in a picture-perfect dropkick that sends the villain crashing to the canvas. The crowd erupts as Cant Be Worse clutches his face in pain, rolling toward the ropes while WHITE MEAT kips up to his feet.

WHITE MEAT charges across the ring with lightning speed, catching Cant Be Worse against the turnbuckles with a devastating corner splash that draws a thunderous ovation from the crowd. The impact crushes the air from Cant Be Worse's lungs as WHITE MEAT's momentum flattens the heel against the pads, leaving Cant Be Worse slumped and gasping.