Tournament Rules and Brackets

The Zebstrika stood tall and with pride. He looked up at the arena master, who is a Machamp, as he stepped down from his spot and to the sixteen fighter before calling out "Today is the third annual tournament of Lexiton Plateau! The rules are simple here. The fighters can use anything in the arena to weaken their opponent. The victor is the one that devours his opponent and the defeated forfeit their lives. These proud fighters know what they're risking to get to the top! Now as you can see each one of our gladiators are on a circle. His opponent is the one with the same color. Victors will take breaks and drink from the sacred water to speed up digestion. The first round is Len the Krookodile versus Barrel the Archeops! The others must wait outside of the fight grounds!" The Zebstrika groaned a bit as he stops down but he looks at the Samarrot as he looks back smirking "Why the long face Pastry?" The electric zebra growled loudly as he heard that "Hey! It's Patrick not Pastry!" The water laughs as he gives him a lick "Your flavor tells another story. Can't wait to feel you squirming my cauldron of a stomach! Ha ha ha!" Patrick grumbled a bit as he watched his foe walk off so he tries to take his mind off by observing the others' fights.