Ryoma spots the perfect timing to counter. But his arms are still throbbing with numbness after absorbing the first swing of the Dempsey Roll.
So instead of forcing a counter, Ryoma simply watches the heavy hook hurtle toward his face. He waits until the last possible instant before leaning his upper body backward into the ropes.
The punch whistles past his face, but…
WHAM!
…still crashes hard against both of his raised gloves, blasting them upward.
"Excellent survival instinct from Ryoma!"
"But the hook blows his guard wide open again!"
A wave of shock ripples through Yoyogi Gymnasium, already picturing what comes next.
The entire blue corner goes pale, every pair of eyes locked on the unfolding disaster inside the ring.
On the VIP row, Miguel Cabello grins amusedly, his eyes gleaming with certainty.
"What now, cocky brat?"
Yet even in the middle of the danger, Ryoma's mind continues working. As the ropes begin to recoil, he uses the rebound to move forward.
<< Yes. >>
