WWE Clash in Italy Results: Roman Reigns Retains, Sol Ruca Shocks Becky Lynch

WWE Clash in Italy was a good show. Not a great one — a good one. And that is exactly the problem with judging a card like this in the moment: the matches that were supposed to be the showcase underdelivered, the match nobody circled stole the night, and the most important wrestling moment of the entire weekend did not even happen on WWE’s main programming. Turin got a solid premium live event. What it really got was a series of signposts pointing at where the company is going next, and most of them are more interesting than the matches themselves.

On a ten-point scale, this lands around a seven. Nothing was bad. Nothing was a Match of the Year candidate either, which is a strange thing to say about a card headlined by Tribal Combat for the World Heavyweight Championship. But that is the honest read, and pretending otherwise does nobody any favours. Let’s break down what actually mattered.

Roman Reigns WINS Tribal Combat!!! ☝️

That was a FIGHT!!!@WWERomanReigns | #WWEClash pic.twitter.com/VdI9Fca8BZ

— WWE (@WWE) May 31, 2026

Roman Reigns Wins Tribal Combat — and Starts a New War

The main event of WWE Clash in Italy did its job, even if the in-ring work was about as basic as a World Heavyweight Championship match gets. Roman Reigns retained over Jacob Fatu, and the structure of the bout told you everything about the relationship between the two men. This was Roman winning while making his cousin look like a million bucks — a headlock-and-shoulder-tackle, drop-down-leapfrog-clothesline match built on crowd heat rather than complexity.

Day-one fundamentals from one of the biggest stars in the world. It worked because Turin was molten hot all night, but call it what it was: a Rock-and-Hogan style main event, not a technical clinic.

There is also a real argument that Fatu was working hurt. He looked laboured, slow on the closing stretch — at one point, the commentary tried to sell a “full head of steam” charge that was, generously, a slow jog. Whether it was selling or a genuine injury,

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Reigns covered it expertly, guiding the bigger man through the spots and feeding off the crowd. A spear through the barricade, another spear through a corner table, a final spear off the ropes, and a clean-ish three count. Clean-ish, because there was a low blow buried in there — a cheap, very Roman touch he has pulled before.

The finish is where it got interesting. Reigns beat Fatu without help from the Usos — but the moment it was over, the Usos came out, re-acknowledged the Tribal Chief, placed the Ula Fala on him, and handed him the belt. Then Reigns turned to Fatu.

The message: fall in line. Fatu, beaten, now has to march with the family. And standing in the front row through all of it were Solo Sikoa, Tama Tonga and Tonga Loa, glaring at what had just happened with open disgust. Reigns told the Usos on camera that he has “something” for them, too. The question of who finally topples Roman Reigns just got a lot more crowded, and the bloodline civil war has a new front.

The “F the QB” Shot — Roman and Cody on a Collision Course

Here is a detail that tells you who the company sees as its top dog. Cody Rhodes opened WWE Clash in Italy. Roman Reigns closed it. Both men defended championships on the same card — something that almost never happens and is worth pausing on, because it scrambles the “undisputed” framing WWE likes to use for Cody. If there are two world champions standing tall on the same night, that is, by definition, a disputed landscape.

And Reigns made sure everyone knew where he stood. On his way out, closing the show, he reportedly muttered a not-so-subtle “F the QB” — a direct shot at Cody Rhodes. That kind of thing does not happen by accident. It plants the seed for the match that has been hanging over WWE for years: Roman versus Cody, on equal footing, both as champions. It is always a big match. The timing here suggests they are pointing at a future WrestleMania — or the increasingly likely Saudi Arabia super-card — to finally run it back with the roles reset.

SOL SNATCHED!! 🏆@SolRucaWWE is the NEW Women's Intercontinental Champion!!! pic.twitter.com/QnzXK2ga0f

— WWE (@WWE) May 31, 2026

Sol Ruca Dethrones Becky Lynch

The only title to actually change hands on the main card was the Women’s Intercontinental Championship, and the new champion is the most encouraging part of the whole night. Sol Ruca beat Becky Lynch — the same Becky who beat her to set up the shot in the first place — and did it with the Sol Snatcher out of nowhere. That finish has been a problem on the main roster lately; WWE has gotten cute with it, letting opponents roll away or dodge when it should be presented as a knockout. Here it landed flush, ending the reign in an instant. That is how you protect a signature move.

Context matters here. Lynch has spent this run dropping the belt to challengers and trying to elevate them — and of everyone she has put over, Sol Ruca is comfortably the best of the bunch in the ring. Whatever Becky Lynch’s long-term plan is, she handed this title to AJ Lee and Maxxine Dupri earlier in the run, and neither was where they needed to be between the ropes — AJ a little rusty, Maxxine still green.

Sol Ruca is a different proposition. The striking still needs work, and Lynch herself looked off in spots while trying to lead the match, but Ruca genuinely has fun, athletic, highlight-reel offence, and most of it connects. For a women’s IC division that has felt like a holding pattern, that is a real twist.

.@RheaRipley_WWE ERADICATES Jade Cargill in Italy! 👏

MAMI IS STILL THE CHAMP!!! #WWEClash pic.twitter.com/PAJNNq72Yv

— WWE (@WWE) May 31, 2026

Rhea Ripley vs Jade Cargill Stole the Show

If you want the actual Match of the Card, it was Rhea Ripley against Jade Cargill — and it was not particularly close. This was the best match these two have ever had together and very plausibly the best singles match of Jade Cargill’s career.

That is the chemistry argument made real: the more two wrestlers work each other, the more they file down what doesn’t work and lean into what does. Cargill carried a surprising amount of the offence here, took the lead role, and looked like a star doing it. We have seen Jade at her worst. This was Jade at her best.

The standout moment — and a genuine point of disagreement — was a spot where both women tumbled over the top rope with Cargill on Ripley’s shoulders, and Ripley held on all the way to the floor.

One read: it was reckless, unnecessary, way too dangerous for the payoff, and Ripley’s back bounced off the edge of the apron in a way that should worry anyone who likes watching her wrestle. The other read: it was the single most memorable thing on the show, an athletic feat almost nobody else could pull off safely, and the danger that comes with landing is part of what makes pro wrestling pro wrestling. Both things can be true. It was breathtaking, and it was a bad idea.

The finish, unfortunately, was a mess. Ripley hit Riptide, and the referee went to place Cargill’s foot on the bottom rope to break the count — and whiffed, grabbing air, forcing Cargill to awkwardly drag her own foot over. Then Charlotte Flair came out, took out the referee and Michin (Alexa Bliss was conspicuously absent), and the run-in cascaded: Flair put Ripley’s foot on the rope to even the score, Cargill got distracted looking at Flair, turned around into a headbutt, ate another Riptide, and that was it. Ripley wins. Great match, ugly bow on top.

Cody vs Gunther and Brock vs Oba Femi — The Two That Underwhelmed

The two matches that were supposed to anchor the card are the two that left the most on the table. Cody Rhodes versus Gunther ran roughly eleven minutes and never got out of second gear. Cody hit one Cross Rhodes, pinned Gunther, and the immediate reaction was “that’s it?” — followed by the reveal that Gunther’s foot was under the rope. Controversial finish, Gunther complaining, and a rematch teed up for the Saudi Arabia show in June. Fine as a storyline mechanism. Disappointing as a match between two performers of this calibre.

Brock Lesnar versus Oba Femi had the big-match feel — the entrance, the aura, a crowd that adored Oba — and then delivered a match that was, almost literally, just F5s. Brock hit seven of them. Seven. Oba kicked out of the first several, escaped a couple of Kimura attempts, hit a choke slam, threw Brock with a genuinely impressive slam that almost nobody does to Lesnar, survived a trip through the announce table and a count-out tease, and rallied with running elbows, but in the end, it was F5 number seven that finished it. Brock going over was the correct call:

Oba beat him at WrestleMania; Brock evened the series here, setting up the trilogy match in Saudi Arabia and, presumably, a Brock retirement run toward SummerSlam in Minneapolis. The booking logic is sound. The match was basic. And after the bell, Brock told Oba, “one plus one, you’re done,” which made no sense and presumably meant “we’re one and one.” Come on, Brock.

The Real Match of the Weekend Happened in Monterrey

Here is the uncomfortable truth for WWE Clash in Italy: the best match of the entire wrestling weekend was not on it. It was the night before, in Monterrey, at AAA’s Noche de los Grandes — El Grande Americano versus the Original El Grande Americano, mask versus mask. Ludwig Kaiser, as the “real” El Grande Americano, beat Chad Gable and unmasked him in front of a frenzied crowd, and it was everything pro wrestling is supposed to be: bloody, dramatic, emotional, with multiple run-ins, broken tables, and a post-match promo from Gable — face exposed, family in the ring — that paid off a story more than a year in the making.

That is the part WWE deserves credit for and should be a little embarrassed about at the same time. This El Grande Americano saga is the company’s best long-term storytelling in ages — and the payoff landed on AAA, not on Raw or SmackDown. It elevated two performers whom everyone already respected and gave them a career moment. Gable is no longer El Grande; his stock has risen, and an IC-title program with Penta on Raw is right there.

Kaiser can keep the El Grande Americano gimmick going for a long time, with a Dominik Mysterio program — and a Triplemania main event — as the obvious destination. Speaking of which: Triplemania is going to be two nights this year, one in Las Vegas and one in Mexico. “It must be two nights” energy, sure, but the brand has earned the expansion.

Well well well, look what we have here… @CodyRhodes | @WWERomanReigns | #WWEClash pic.twitter.com/CyWgN089Er

— WWE (@WWE) May 31, 2026

What’s Next — King of the Ring, Saudi, and the Roman Question

The road out of WWE Clash in Italy runs straight through Saudi Arabia at the end of the month. The King and Queen of the Ring finals are set for that show, and LA Knight feels like the favourite to take the crown — he has already been cutting promos about it and warning the Usos not to interfere when he eventually gets his hands on Roman Reigns. The smart read: the Usos won’t interfere. Jacob Fatu might. Because you can’t fully control Fatu, even if he is technically back in the family now.

As for the title picture, there is no reason to take the belt off Reigns any time soon — there is simply no end in sight, and that is fine. If anyone is positioned as the next challenger or number-one contender, it is Cody Rhodes, with Gunther lurking and an unresolved Randy Orton thread still dangling from WrestleMania, where Orton lost to Cody, kicked him in the head, and then vanished from the story.

That loose end is going to get pulled eventually. For now, WWE leaves Italy with a hot crowd, a retained Tribal Chief, a fresh women’s champion worth investing in, and a bloodline war heating up. A good show. Not a great one — but the next few weeks could be.

Dave and Johnny break down all of WWE Clash in Italy — the Tribal Combat fallout, Sol Ruca’s title win, the Rhea-Jade showstealer, and the AAA mask vs mask classic — on the latest live reaction show. Watch, listen, and subscribe on the Ringside Report Network.