WWE landed in Paris La Défense Arena with energy that felt closer to a football derby than a wrestling show. The Countdown pre-show rolled across digital platforms, then the main broadcast opened on Peacock with sweeping shots of the crowd and a reminder from Paul Triple H Levesque that the French audience has become one of the most passionate in the world. Michael Cole and Wade Barrett set the table, the panel rotated through Big E, Jackie Redmond and Peter Rosenberg, and a carousel of interviews painted the night as one where momentum could turn on a single mistake. CM Punk framed Seth Rollins as a champion who once relied on backup, Jey Uso promised to kick everyone in the face, and LA Knight leaned into the Paris chant war of YEAH and YEET. By first bell, anticipation was already peaking.

The show opened with Roman Reigns against Bronson Reed, presented as a power sprint rather than a marathon. Reed, seconded by Paul Heyman, met a wall of sound as the crowd roared for Roman. Early tie ups showed there would be no easy leverage, with shoulder blocks that did not move either man and a rope-running exchange that ended with Reigns snapping quick right hands and bouncing Reed off the turnbuckle. Reed answered by catching Reigns mid charge and dumping him, then sending him to the floor, where a running shoulder from the apron flipped Roman inside out and let Reed dictate tempo. Reed bounced Roman off the French desk, then pressed with clubbing shots and a chin lock that he shifted into a Samoan drop for two. Reigns fired back with a big boot and teased a Superman Punch, but Reed cut him off and spiked him, then knelt over him fishing for the unlacing of the shoes until Roman blocked the attempt. The pace climbed. Reigns loaded the Superman Punch again, Reed swatted him down, Roman rose, shot the ropes, and this time split Reed with a spear that turned the match in an instant. The three count was academic. Roman’s celebration was brief. Paul Heyman lingered, Reigns reclaimed the double Shoe La Fala, and then the shock: Bron Breakker launched from the French desk with a spear through the English desk. Officials swarmed. A second wave of chaos followed, with more Tsunamis from Reed and a reinforced stretcher job that ended only when Adam Pearce, backed by security, ejected Reed and Breakker from the building under threat of suspension without pay.

Celebrity cutaways to Jelly Roll and Post Malone gave way to the WWE World Tag Team Championship bout, The Street Profits with B Fab against the Wyatt Sicks team of Joe Gacy and Dexter Lumis, shadowed by the group’s ringside presence. Montez Ford started fast with leapfrogs and a dropkick that sent Lumis scrambling, while Angelo Dawkins imposed with size, hitting a corkscrew elbow and a Swanton for a near fall. The champions steadied things by dragging Ford into the corner, tagging with purpose, and layering offense with a running senton by Lumis and a bulldog choke by Gacy. Ford’s resilience carried him to a hot tag, Dawkins cleared house, and the Profits landed a Doomsday Blockbuster that had the crowd convinced, only for Lumis to break it at two. From there the Wyatt Sicks let the chessboard speak. Gacy yanked Dawkins to the floor. Ford soared with a somersault plancha over the post to wipe out traffic, but Nikki Cross created a trip from under the ring, unseen by the referee. In the swirl, Uncle Howdy delivered Sister Abigail out of sight, Lumis rolled Ford in, tagged Gacy, and the champions hit The Plague, a suplex into a sit out powerbomb, to retain. The story was the Profits looking close, then the numbers and the mind games tilting it back.

Becky Lynch against Nikki Bella for the WWE Women Intercontinental Championship set a very different tone. Bella was crisp and mean from the bell, hurling Lynch into barricades and bouncing her off the desk, then reentering to stomp and stack pin attempts. Becky reset the rhythm with a flying leg drop for two, a suplex to create breathing room, and combinations to the body and head, only for Bella to cut her off with a spinebuster and a top rope try that whiffed when Lynch rolled clear. Each woman went to her wheelhouse. Becky threatened the DisArm Her, Bella answered with the Fearless Lock wrenched deep, the champion clawed to hold on, then Nikki stole the Man Handle Slam for a near fall that had the building standing. The difference late was Becky’s timing. A scramble saw Lynch evade another big swing, trap Bella’s base, and snap into the Lynch Pin cradle for three. A narrow escape, champion retains, lesson learned.

The Good Old Fashioned Donnybrook between Sheamus and Rusev was a throwback brawl dressed for Paris, full of barrels, chairs, shillelaghs and a bar setup at ringside. The first contact spilled them to the floor, where they swung clubbing shots and ricocheted off posts. Sheamus set a table, Rusev answered with another, and the match lived in those beats where one man was nearly launched through wood only to reverse on contact. Sheamus landed the Ten Beats of the Bodhron in multiple variants, including a grim count with a shillelagh as Rusev clung to the barricade. Rusev answered with a spinning heel kick, steel steps, and a grinding pace that forced the Celtic Warrior to fight out of bad positions. The whiskey barrel sequence was the centerpiece. Rusev climbed and cinched the Accolade atop the barrels, Sheamus freed himself with elbows, muscled Rusev up, and delivered White Noise off the barrels through both tables. It looked like the finish, but Rusev refused to stay down. The last exchange told the tale. Sheamus loaded a Brogue, Rusev broke a shillelagh across his back, wrenched the Accolade with a shard hooked for leverage, and pulled until Sheamus tapped. It was ugly, creative, and decisive.

John Cena and Logan Paul framed their co main event as a proving ground. Paris sang John’s theme in full voice. Logan went technical early with a snug headlock and a vertical suplex, pivoted to athletic signature offense like the Buckshot Lariat and a blockbuster from the second rope, and stacked covers that demanded respect even as the crowd booed. Cena hit the shoulder tackles, the spin out slam, the Five Knuckle Shuffle, then chased the Attitude Adjustment in sequences where Paul either countered outright or survived on instinct. A key middle chapter saw Cena roll through a crossbody to lift for the AA, Paul wriggle free into an AA of his own tease before switching to a right hand, and then a swanton into a standing moonsault for another two count. Cena shifted gears with a tornado DDT off the ropes, clamped the STF, and forced the rope break. They traded traps, roll ups, and power. In the end, Logan swung the fight ending right, Cena ducked and hammered an emphatic AA that finally kept Paul down. The celebration was personal. Cena sought out the young fan he had addressed earlier in the week, took a moment with family, then saluted the crowd and a row of celebrities who had been riding every near fall.

The main event four way for the WWE World Heavyweight Championship brought out Jey Uso, taped ribs from the carnage earlier, LA Knight with a Paris pop that matched his swagger, CM Punk riding a massive singalong to Living Colour, and Seth Rollins wearing confidence as much as gear. The early story was three challengers testing one another while picking at a champion who slid out and chose his spots. Strikes stung, knees found marks, and a flurry of running hip attacks smashed Rollins in the corner after Punk and Knight nodded to a brief alliance. Tables were introduced, and the floor became a fifth competitor as the brawl sprawled among the fans. Punk took a flying leap off the barricade to wipe out Knight and Rollins. Back inside, Punk sequenced running knee, lariat, and a GTS setup that Jey blew up with a superkick, only for Knight to slam Jey and reset the board. Rollins answered by stringing together a Pedigree on Punk, a buckle bomb on Knight, and a frog splash on Jey, each broken by desperate kick outs. The momentum swung again when Punk powerbombed Knight as Knight suplexed Jey off the top, a two for one car crash that left all three sprawled. On the apron above a table, Punk looked to lift Rollins, Seth raked the eyes and slipped away, only to eat a clothesline from Knight that sent Punk crashing through the wood. Knight followed with BFT on Rollins, but Jey sprinted in to break at two and a half. Knight tried to end it with an elbow from the top to Rollins on the desk, Rollins rolled clear, and Knight shattered the table alone. Jey roared back with a suicide dive, springboarded into a superkick and spear combination, and hit the Uso Splash for the moment of the match, only for Punk to drop from the sky with an elbow to break it. Punk finally connected with GTS on Jey, turned to cover, and Rollins stamped him with a Stomp for a hair late near fall. The close saw Rollins stomp Jey on the floor, stomp Knight in the ring, then set a chair and trap Punk’s head. Rollins charged. Punk rolled free and clapped a GTS that ricocheted Rollins back to his shoulders. Then the swerve. A black hooded figure slid in and delivered a low blow to Punk. The hood came off to reveal Becky Lynch. The crowd thundered. Rollins smashed a final Stomp onto the chair and retained. The celebration with Lynch closed the night, the camera lingering on Punk staring a hole through the scene while Paris buzzed about what comes next.