Chapter Ninety-two
Ref: "Round one! Fight!"
Lucas walks up high guard as Usmapo walks with his guard to his chest.
Mark: "Man I'm excited. I don't know why."
Mark said as Park nods.
Park: "It's a veteran with 20 fights half of those losses who's barely survived this system. Vs a 14-0 champion."
Park said as Lucas steps in and a slap of a double jab.
Lark: "Mhm. Usmapo is still raw he just because champion what, two fights ago? He's was 12-0 when he got the belt. Man that kid is something special. We'll see if Veteran knowledge holds up to a young healthy kid."
Lark said Usmapo dashed in throwing a fast string of combinations a jab, cross then two body hooks rip into Lucas body as he dashed back to avoid more.
Usmapo dashed in throwing a jab then a body hook which seemed to hit near Lucas liver as his face scrunched.
Usmapo chased the pain and kept throwing massive combinations of body blows and uppercuts which batter Lucas.
Mark: "Wow. Look at those combinations. He's really hitting with his body. Do you think he's trying to get an early Knockout?"
Mark asked.
Lark: "Definitely Mark. He wants a KO so he can solidify how good he is. He prides himself on his skill and wants to be the best. He's protesting- before this fight he was protesting he should be at A class. He said 'they need to make an S class just for me.' That's how good he thinks he is-"
As Lark said that Lucas swayed back and threw a one two that rocked Usmapo and made him wobble a bit as he stepped back.
Mark: "OH A HUGE RIGHT HAND BY LUCAS!"
Mark yelled as Lucas stepped in calmly and instead of chasing a Knockout went cuts throwing his punches at angles and opening small cuts on the wobbly Usmapo before the bell rang.
Ref: "Time!"
The ref said putting his arm in the way.
Lucas walked back to his corner and sat on his stool.
Coach Fumio: "Like that. Good job on landing awkwardly. Keep doing that. Don't let him get comfortable and pressure you."
Coach fumio said as Usmapo sat on his corners stool.
Coach Poma: "Don't let him breath. Pressure him and don't let him land awkwardly. Force him to fight like orthodox."
Coach Poma said as he cleaned Usmapo cuts but there were still there.
Ref: "Round two."
The two stand up and the refs step out the ring.
Ref: "fight!"
The ref said waving his hand as they walked over to each other.
Mark: "Lucas landed a amazing counter jab, cross that rocked Usmapo. Usmapo luckily recovered from it."
Mark said as Park starts talking.
Park: "He's gotten his breath back and his cuts cleaned he'll probably be good now."
Park said as Usmapo took Lucas to the clinic in round two throwing major combinations and not getting hit even throwing a lover shot that dropped Lucas to his knees.
As Lucas is falling to his knees Usmapo throws a left hook as Lucas is falling.
Ref: "Watch the ground punch!"
The ref said to Usmapo as he started counting Lucas.
Ref: "one! Two!"
Lucas falls onto his back breathing heavy.
Mark: "that liver blow definitely made his liver explode."
Mark said as the Ref kept counting.
Ref: "Five! Six!"
Lucas got on all four.
Coach Fumio: "Come on Lucas!"
Lucas grabs the ropes.
Ref: "Seven!"
Coach fumio leaned over the ropes.
Coach Fumio: "You can't fail me Lucas! Get up now!"
Coach Fumio yelled and it hit Lucas like a slap.
Lucas pulls himself up, the Ref grabs his wrists and asks him.
Ref: "Do you want to continue?"
Lucas nods as he took another high guard.
But as the ref continues it the bell rings.
Coach Fumio sits Lucas on the stool and puts ice on his liver.
Coach Fumio: "Listen. It's two rounds Usmapo zero you. You can still steal this. But he didn't take any damage that round."
Coach Fumio said as he was gonna clean up Lucas face but Lucas had no cuts.
Coach Fumio: "(I didn't remember him being this tough.)"
Coach Fumio looked shocked as Lucas looked up confused.
Lucas: "What now coach?"
Lucas asked.
Coach Fumio: "(It's like having a son all over again.)"
Coach Fumio shook his head.
Coach Fumio: "Keep the angles and make sure to throw punches that'll cut him. Listen Lucas. Cuts over KO."
Coach Fumio said as Lucas nods.
Lucas: "Alright Coach Fumio."
Lucas said as the bell rang and he stood up.
Ref: "round Three!"