Chapter Seventy-Two
The bell rings and Maverick stops his fist right infront of Aito's face.
Maverick: "Your lucky."
Maverick said as he walked away Aito stayed leaning on the ropes.
Ref: "You alright Aito?"
The ref asked as Aito walked to his corner.
Aito: "Yeah. He just landed a a few solid punches. Nothing major."
Aito says as he sits in his corner the Ref nodding and walking to the Doctors.
Ref: "Aito says he's fine. I'll allow it to continue as normal."
The ref said as the doctors nod.
Ref: "round two! Box!"
The ref said as Maverick ran in, Aito sways into the middle not excited about being knocked down twice in round one.
Aito: "I'll have to focus if I wanna dominate these next five rounds."
Aito said swaying side to side dodging Mavericks jabs and straights.
Announcers: "It seems Maverick has hit his limit! He can't land any punches! And didn't get a round one knock out! He's certainly gonna lose this fight!"
The Announcer said making Maverick extremely mad.
Maverick: "Limit!? LIMIT!?"
Maverick switched to Southpaw.
Maverick coach: "No Maverick! It's too early! Save it!"
His coach yelled but Maverick made up his mind.
Maverick: "I've got your limit! RIGHT HERE!"
Maverick yelled as he physically pushed Aito into the corner and started unloading powerful punches so strong it could potentially give the normal man CTE.
Aito blocks most but his arms start bruising and he hears and feels small cracks in his right hand.
Aito: "(He broke my right hand!)"
Aito thought as Maverick kept shooting punches pounding into Aito's flesh and turning him into Human paste.
Aito: "(I gotta get out of this corner now!)"
Aito grabs onto Maverick forcing a Clench.
Maverick: "Get off!"
Maverick pushed him off.
Aito: "I have to take a knee."
Aito slips one of Maverick punches but pretend it lands and takes a knee.
Ref: "Down!"
The ref starts counting as Maverick walks to his corner Aito grins.
Aito: "im good ref. Just catching my breath."
Aito said as the ref nods counting to Eight as Aito stands.
Aito: "I'm fine."
Aito said as the ref checks him.
Ref: "box!"
The ref continues it.
Aito: "(I have no choice but my left. I can't land soft punches without breaking my hand further...)"
Aito gets back into peek-a-boo and sways Mavericks punches making sure to dodge them all.
Coach Fumio: "That kids got Major spirit. And major speed. He's fast not in footwork only but it movement speed."
Coach Fumio said as Hayabashi sat ringside.
Hayabashi: "He's probably faster then me when we fought. I'm still the fastest in the school."
Hayabashi said to Coach Fumio who barely heard him but gave him a chuckle.
Ref: "Time!"
The ref yelled as the bell rang.
Aito sat in his corner.
Coach Fumio: "Keep that spirit up Kid."
Coach fumio said as Aito leaned on the stool.
Aito: "Isn't it wild Fumio? I came here and within 10 months I'm closing in on the ROTY belt? That quick..."
Aito said Coach Fumio nods.
Coach Fumio: "It's Coach Fumio. And don't get sentimental. Listen Kid. Go out there and land a 1-2-3."
Coach Fumio said as Aito nodded.
Aito: "Jab Cross Left hook. (I came to this school at 16. And I'm 19 now. How Hell makes you age.)"
Aito stands up as the bell rings.
Ref: "Round Three! Box!"
The ref yelled as the two walked to the middle.
Maverick: "(I'll kill this kid.)"
Maverick mumbles closing in.
Aito: "(I'll kill this guy.)"
Aito said dashing in.
Daigo, Hayato, Hayabashi, Jack, kenji, Shindou and Yoten all sat ringside watching to See who will win the quarter-finals and move into the Semi-finals.
A unknown Man stands beside Yoten His hair light Orange his eyes the same color. And his skin very pale like a Russians.
Aito: "Who's tha-"
Aito is hit in the face by a straight left that he didn't see knocking him down.
Ref: "one! Two! Three! Four!"
Aito stands and shakes his head.
Aito: "I'm good. Just got distracted."
Aito said to the ref as the ref continues it.
Maverick: "(Pay attention to me you brat.)"
Maverick said stepping in in a long range southpaw stance.