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Chapter 177 Semifinals First Match I: Collision Course



Hank, a seasoned referee with countless bouts under his belt, kept his expression neutral.

"Alright, gentlemen, let\'s keep it clean," Hank said, his voice cutting through the room\'s buzz of excitement.

"You both know the rules, but I\'m gonna go over them again. Protect yourselves at all times, listen to my instructions, and if I tell you to stop, you stop. No strikes to the back of the head, no eye pokes, no groin shots. Got it?"

With their fists clenched at their sides and their muscles taut and prepared, both fighters nodded.

"If you\'re caught in a submission or a position you can\'t defend from, tap, and I\'ll stop it. If I feel you\'re not intelligently defending yourself, I\'m stopping the fight. You got me?"

Ivan and Brian nodded again, their eyes never leaving each other.

Hank looked at both men, his gaze shifting from Ivan\'s steely Russian focus to Brian\'s cold, predatory stare. "Touch gloves if you want," Hank added, stepping back to give them room.

Neither man hesitated.

They stepped forward and tapped gloves with a sharp thud, no animosity, just the mutual respect of two fighters about to engage in combat.

Hank took a deep breath, stepped back, and raised his hand. "Alright, let\'s get this going."

He glanced at both corners, then pointed at each fighter. "Ready? Ready?"

Both men nodded, shifting into their fighting stances.

"Fight!" Hank commanded, dropping his hand to signal the start of the bout.

The cage erupted as both Ivan and Brian surged forward.

The moment Hank Binn\'s hand dropped, signaling the start of the fight, Ivan and Brian circled each other, measuring distance, their eyes locked with an intensity that could cut through steel.

Neither fighter wanted to make the first mistake.

Ivan moved carefully and deliberately, and his footwork was smooth and balanced.

His hands were high, guarding his face as he tested the waters with a light jab, flicking it out toward Brian\'s guard.

Brian, in his kickboxing stance, stood upright, bouncing slightly on the balls of his feet, waiting for the right moment to engage.

Brian snapped out a quick inside leg kick, testing Ivan\'s base, but Ivan checked it with ease, his eyes never leaving Brian\'s.

Brian threw another kick, this time to the body, but Ivan stepped back, letting the strike graze his ribs.

Ivan then closed the distance, snapping his jab again, this time connecting with Brian\'s guard.

Brian, undeterred, fired back with a straight right aimed at Ivan\'s face, but Ivan saw it coming and slipped just enough to make the punch miss.

As Brian\'s arm extended, Ivan countered with a lightning-quick left hook that cracked against Brian\'s temple.

Brian stumbled back, shaking off the impact, and Ivan pressed forward.

He followed up with a 1-2 combo, a jab to the body and a straight right aimed at Brian\'s head.

Brian managed to block the second punch but was clearly feeling the pressure of Ivan\'s superior hand speed.

"Keep your distance!" Chemasov shouted from Brian\'s corner.

Brian responded with a swift front kick to Ivan\'s midsection, finally creating some breathing room.

The kick landed clean, pushing Ivan back a step, but Ivan immediately reset, bouncing lightly on his toes, unfazed by the strike.

Ivan\'s expression remained stoic, his focus unwavering.

He was reading Brian\'s movements like a book, noticing the small hesitations, the brief moments of indecision.

Brian, though skilled, was starting to show cracks under Ivan\'s relentless pressure.

Brian, realizing he couldn\'t afford to stay on the back foot, decided to take the initiative.

He threw a hard leg kick, aiming to slow down Ivan\'s movement.

The kick landed with a sharp thud against Ivan\'s thigh, and for the first time, Ivan winced slightly.

Once Brian saw an opening, he charged in with a barrage of punches, starting with a jab-cross-hook combo. Read new adventures at m_v-l\'e|-NovelBin.net

Fast and accurate hits, but Ivan\'s head movement was better.

He bobbed and weaved, slipping the first two punches and deflecting the hook with his glove.

Ivan countered immediately, stepping in with a short right uppercut that snapped Brian\'s head back, followed by a devastating left hook to the body.

Even with the yells from the sides, you could hear Ivan\'s glove hit Brian in the ribs.

With visible pain in his eyes, Brian winced but remained calm, taking a step back and resetting.

"Stay in the fight!" Chemasov barked, and his voice was loud enough to be heard.

Brian nodded, breathing heavily, but Ivan was already coming forward again.

Ivan feinted with a jab, causing Brian to flinch, and then quickly shifted his weight, firing off a brutal low kick to Brian\'s lead leg.

The strike buckled Brian\'s knee slightly, but he managed to stay on his feet, gritting his teeth as the pain shot up his thigh.

Brian retaliated with a spinning back kick, hoping to catch Ivan off guard, but Ivan stepped back just in time, avoiding the kick by mere inches.

As Brian completed the rotation, Ivan punished him with a right hand that landed flush on his jaw, sending him stumbling into the cage.

The crowd around the training facility gasped as Brian\'s back hit the fence.

Ivan, sensing blood in the water, didn\'t let up.

He closed the distance again, unleashing a number of strikes.

A right cross, left hook, right uppercut, all aimed at Brian\'s head.

Brian, trapped against the cage, tried to cover up, but Ivan\'s punches were breaking through his defense.

A sharp uppercut snuck under Brian\'s guard, snapping his head back, followed by a punishing hook to the body that visibly rocked him.

Brian\'s face twisted in pain, but he wasn\'t done yet.

He pushed off the cage and swung wildly with a left hook, catching Ivan off guard.

The punch connected, and Ivan staggered back, a brief look of surprise crossing his face.

The hit wasn\'t enough to drop him, but it gave Brian the opening he needed to create some space.

He shook his head, regaining his composure, and delivered a powerful body kick that sent shockwaves through his body as his shin struck Ivan in the ribs.


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