Chapter Ninety-four
Ref: "Ready? Fight!"
Mark: "I'd say it's leaning heavy to Usmapo."
Mark said as Lucas stepped towards Usmapo.
Lucas: "Watashi no kōchi e."
The arena seemed to dim as Lucas felt everything go black and white and his gloves seemed to melt into his hands.
Usmapo stepped towards him unaware and throws a hook that Lucas pivots to the side of and throws two quick straights both opening cuts on Usmapo face.
Usmapo wipes one of his cuts its cracking his facade.
Mark: "Usmapo is hurt! The blood is bothering him now! He's concerned!"
Mark said excited.
Park: "Wipping cuts only smudges it and makes it bleed more. Usmapo is gonna have a hard time answering the cuts."
Park said as Lucas kept throwing awkward and quick punches cutting and swelling Usmapo face uncontrollably.
Park: "Both his eyes are swelled he might soon go blind."
Park said as Usmapo starts missing his punches badly.
Lucas throws a couple more straight cutting him more before being left drained.
Lucas: "what was that? And my gloves seem to be back on."
Lucas said as he looked at his hands and they were gloved.
The round ends and they go to their corners.
Coach fumio: "You won that round! Listen kid. You need to focus on his cuts."
Coach Fumio said as Lucas nods the Ref checking on Usmapo.
Mark: "The cuts and Swells are bad. They might end it."
The ref looks at Usmapo and goes to wave his hands but Usmapo stands and starts begging the ref to continue.
Usmapo: "Please please. I'll fight and win the last two rounds. It's almost over please let me finish."
The ref nods and let's the next round continue.
Ref: "Round seven!"
The ref yelled both fighters standing.
Ref: "fight!"
The ref waved his hand.
Lucas steps in throwing punches to Usmapo cuts removing the Vaseline and opening the cuts bigger as Usmapo tried landing a hook but missed.
Lucas steps back and kept picking him apart.
Coach Poma: "Usmapo go for the Knockout!"
He yelled as Usmapo switched and started throwing big punches and pressuring hard. Some landing on Lucas.
Lucas blocks a body blow and parried one of the head hooks and throws a uppercut into a straight making Usmapo stagger back.
Coach Fumio: "Pressure Lucas! Pressure!"
Lucas steps towards Usmapo throwing alot more jabs and straights cutting and swelling Usmapo face, his nose atlease three times the size it was before and his eyes are almost fully shut.
Mark: "The swelling is terrible. He might go blind!"
Mark said as the others nodded.
The crowd cheers at the sight of this fight.
Coach Fumio: "Target the cuts now!"
Lucas pivots and starts throwing jabs at the cuts opening them more.
But then Usmapo throws a big two hook combination knocking Lucas down onto the mat, the crowd roaring.
Ref: "One! Two!"
Lucas shakes his head.
Coach Fumio: "Dang it."
Coach Fumio clutched the towel wanting to throw it.
Ref: "Eight! Nine!"
Lucas stands up and looks over at Coach Fumio, Lucas shakes his head no as he nods to the coach.
Ref: "Fight."
Lucas steps in now his guard has become awkward.
Mark: "Look at Usmapo cuts. Wow. They look bad."
Mark said as Lark agrees.
Lark: "Those are bad cuts. It's gonna end soon."
Lucas: "(Those cuts are bad. Are they just gonna let him fight?)"
Lucas throws a quick five punch combination Usmapo takes all the punches and wobbles back before losing balance and falling onto the mat.
Ref: "one! Two!"
Lucas looks shocked.
Coach Fumio: "There we go Lucas!"
Coach fumio yelled as Lucas takes a breather.
Lucas nods and smiles at Fumio.
Ref: "three! Four!"
Usmapo stood back up and grits his teeth.
Park: "Usmapo is just exhausted now. He won't be able to throw anything big without having no stamina left."
Coach Fumio: "He's tired! Let him exhaust himself!"
Coach Fumio said as Lucas takes a guard as Usmapo approached breathing heavy but exhausted.
Usmapo charged in throwing a massive combination nothing landed clean but it made Usmapo lose all stamina he had.
Lucas: "(Now.)"
Lucas started throwing counters landing on Usmapo cuts.
Lark: "Yeah Park you were right. He has nothing left for stamina will round eight even happen? Or will we have a new Jr lightweight champion?"
Lark said as Mark spoke.
Mark: "Yeah. This could be a massive upset."
Mark said as Lucas kept targeting those cuts each one atlease the size of a walnut.
The ref is looking to stop it.
Then the bell rings.
Mark: "Lucas is starting to get tired but Usmapo is just done for. Round eight will decide if Usmapo can survive and get the win."
Mark said as the ref looked over at Usmapo and his corner.
Coach Fumio: "okay this round try for a Knockout."
Coach Fumio said.
Ref: "Can Usmapo finish the fight?"
The Ref asks looking at Usmapo cuts and Swells.
Coach Poma: "We'll finish the fight."
Coach Poma said as Usmapo had his head down.
Usmapo: "I'm done. I'm not fighting next round."
Usmapo said.
Coach Poma: "No we finish the fight Usmapo. We finish it and win."
Coach Poma said as Usmapo shook his head.
Usmapo: "I'm done. I quit."
Usmapo said defeated.
Mark: "Did Usmapo just say he quits?"
Mark said confused.
Lark: "I think he quits!"
Lark said as they stood up.
The ref waved his arms.
Mark: "ITS ALL OVER! AND NEW!"
Mark yells as the ref waved his arms ending the fight.
The crowd cheered loudly as Lucas stood up.
Lucas: "I won?"
Lucas said majorly confused.
Coach Fumio: "You won!?"
Coach Fumio said laughing and picking up Lucas.
Mark: "Wow! He took Usmapo to the clinic and cut him up!"
Mark yelled as the Announcer steps into the ring.
Announcer: "Ladies and gentlemen. The red corner stopped the fight in round Seven. And the winner! By TKO! And... NEW! Jr lightweight champion of the C rank! Lucas! WOOOODS!"
The Announcer yelled as Coach Fumio put the belt on Lucas and lifted him again.
Lucas: "Oh my."
Lucas hugs the belt and lifts it up high.