With my eyes locked with my opponent, Uncle was squatting by my side, showering me with informations, as much as I wish to grab every single word coming out from his mouth, the intense eye contact between me and my opponent is a total distraction, all I can view inside of my head was ways, tactics to use, his weakness, places to focus on, the type of movements that would work on him.
Emily was his coach, Virginia and Ember were standing outside, both carrying their respective books, I fear what they write in there than them, they're the perfect example of the pen stabs harder than the sword, they're here to write down things they notice and Emily was already showing him things they already know about me before, this calls for tactics combination for me, I will have to fight him with multiple tactics if I am to win this fight.
The bell rang and we both stood on our feets, “ Round 1”, the bell rang again, we gently touched our gloves together as a sign of greeting, then proceeded.
When they say hardwork pays off, they wasn't lying, he seemed to be good with his defending, but I was way faster and better, I felt like I have become too fast that I have to reduce my pace, I was taken aback by my own speed that I knocked him down, he stood up and went away from me, going back to the extreme angle of the ring, you can see the shock in his features, he didn't see this coming, neither do I.
Round one finished and he didn't get any point, he was just on the run, moving away from me, I believe he has just realized that this wasn't the same person he beat to a pulp last time. The crowd were cheering on me, I can tell that they too were amazed by my level of upgrading in a short while.
We sat at our sides, I can see the smile creeping into Uncle Frankie's face while he wants to give instructions to me for the second round, my opponent still got that shocking look on his face, like he's just confused how better I have become. Emily went to Virginia and Ember, looking like they were kind of arguing, possibly because they got nothing to jolt down, I was just too fast for them.
“ Round two!...”, the bell rang, my opponent stood up and clapped his hand together, trying to boost his morale, I just walked to him and we shared our greetings for the next round. Like a shock, I am devouring him again, he's the one running away from me while I went all in, too fast for him to get hold of me, he tried to throw some punch, but immediately his hand was out, a punch lands on his bare face, it happened a few times before the second round comes to an end, his nose were bleeding and he was looking quite scared, he really should, he ought to be.
Uncle Frankie slapped my back with both of his hands while I was seated with my eyes locked in at him, I can see the four of them planning on something, definitely disorganized in their statistics, he was filled with rage, taking his anger out on the ladies. Uncle Frankie behind me was cheering me on, as well as the whole crowd who seemed to be in support of me.
“ You got this boy, you got this.... Jones is out here with your family members, they're watching you, they're seeing how far you've gone, cheering you on, what a proud look will be on your Dad's face watching you tear your opponent apart, it's about time you finish what you started, eat this guy up and let him know who owns the ring boy!.....”. He slapped me on the back again to boost my morale.
I got this, I know I do, I will have to finish him up, I will have to take back what rightfully belongs to me, I'm the son of Jones Williams, he never give up, I will never give up, I got this, I am meant for this, this is my thing, my stuff, no one's taking them away from my claws.
The bell rang for the third round, we walked in into the ring, clocked our hands together in greeting as the fight began. He was heavily on guard waiting for me to strike, I was just walking around as he was running away from me, back in my training, I walk around the ring during my warm-ups for almost a hundred times, this time, I am walking around inside the ring while he's on his toes avoiding me.
“ Go for it baby break his jaw!.…”, Emily shouted on his man as he followed her instructions, I guess it has already began again, I also attacked, I was fast enough to avoid his first strike, then I began mine, eating him up like before, he can barely cover his face, to my surprise, he threw another punch leaving his face guardless, I went for the hit as usual, but this time, he shocked me. Our punches landed on each other's face, gaining him a point, I fell down on my back because the sting felt much more than just an ordinary punch, my face was bleeding, a huge cut on my cheek, how's that possible?.
He was also down, but this time, he was laughing at me, he got up and I followed suit, he went for another strike, leaving himself guardless, it was a total open strike for me which I happened to land four straight punches on his bare face but along the line, I can see a clear cut on my bicep, blood sipping down, his gloves stained with my blood.
There's something inside his gloves, I tried to call on the referee, but a clear punch threw me down and there were again and again on my guardless face as I passed out.