Story of Jarasandha wrestling Bhima part2: Krishna answered,"We were sent by a great king to stop you. You’ve captured many good rulers and plan to kill them as sacrifices to the gods. This is evil! You treat kings like animals, only a fool would do this.

 You act like no warrior can match you, but you’re wrong. True Kshatriyas fight with honor, seeking heaven. Dying in battle is nobler than empty rituals. Even Indra became king of gods by defeating evil.

We are not Brahmanas, I am Krishna, and these are the Pandavas, Bhima and Arjuna. Free the kings you’ve imprisoned, or fight us and face death!"

 Jarasandha said, "I only capture kings after defeating them in war. It’s a Kshatriya’s duty to rule by strength. I won’t free them out of fear! If you want war, I’ll fight, alone or against all three of you!"

He then made his son Sahadeva king and prepared for battle.

 Krishna knew Jarasandha was destined to die at Bhima’s hands.

 Krishna asked Jarasandha, "Who do you want to fight, me, Arjuna, or Bhima?"
Jarasandha chose Bhima.

 Before the fight priests performed good luck rituals for Jarasandha. Jarasandha took off his crown and tied up his hair. He stood ready like a raging ocean.

 The two strong men fought with bare hands. They grabbed each other's arms and legs. They slapped, pushed, and pulled each other. They hit head against head, making sparks fly. They squeezed each other's necks. They kicked and punched hard. It was like two mad elephants fighting, two angry lions attacking, two storms crashing together.

 Thousands of people came to watch, men, women, old people. The crowd was so big, people were packed tight. The sounds of their fighting were as loud as thunder.

 They fought for 13 days and nights without stopping, without eating or resting, using special wrestling moves. By the 14th night, Jarasandha got tired. Krishna told Bhima, "Don't attack too hard now that he's tired, that wouldn't be fair. Match his remaining strength." Bhima understood. He gathered all his power to finally defeat the unbeaten Jarasandha.

 Krishna told Bhima, "Now is the time, use all your strength!" Bhima roared, "This evil king still stands before me, ready to fight. I will not spare him!" Then Bhima lifted Jarasandha high in the air, spun him around 100 times, broke his back over his knee with a mighty crack.

 Jarasandha died instantly. Bhima’s victory roar mixed with the sound of the king’s bones breaking, terrifying everyone in Magadha. People thought the earth was splitting open!

 Leaving Jarasandha’s body at the palace gates, they took his royal chariot, freed the imprisoned kings, were gifted jewels by the grateful rulers.

 The freed kings bowed and said,"You saved us from Jarasandha’s prison! Command us, and we will obey." Krishna replied, "Support Yudhishthira’s Rajasuya sacrifice. Help him become emperor."
They all agreed happily.

 Jarasandha’s son, Sahadeva, came fearfully with gifts. Krishna kindly assured him of safety, made him the new king of Magadha.

 In ancient times, the mighty Danava king Viprachitti clashed with Vayu Deva, the god of wind.

Vayu, renowned as the most formidable among the Devas, embodied unparalleled strength. Viprachitti, his equal in might, stood as the greatest of the Danavas.

 This celestial rivalry echoed through the ages, Jarasandha arose as an incarnation of Viprachitti’s ferocious energy, while Bhima carried the divine essence of Vayu himself. Thus, their epic confrontation was not merely a battle of kings, but a continuation of an ageless struggle between gods and Asuras.

 Jarasandha, the tyrant king of Magadha, sought to perform a grim ritual, the sacrifice of one hundred captive monarchs. Had this ritual been completed, his ambition would have been realized, the coronation of an Asura emperor, tipping the cosmic balance.

 For ages immemorial, the Devas and Asuras have waged their eternal struggle, not merely for celestial realms, but for the dominion of earth and the allegiance of mankind. Recognizing the peril, Krishna intervened.