Transcript (en)

Slaps on the face, defiled it. Wait a second, there it is. And Jake Ritter. He tried to get him up for into the void, but Jon Moxley countered it. That weird naked choke is on deep, the forearm across the crony artery. Doesn't matter how big you are, you cut the blood supply to the brain and you're tapping out. It's over, it's over, Jon Moxley wins it. The age of guns and heads are champion, John Moxley! Wow, that was exciting. John Moxley went back and forth with Jake Doyle.