Samuel let out a derisive laugh. “Alright then, I won’t hold back.”
Without another word, he launched the first attack, surging toward Dylan and swinging a powerful fist. But Dylan remained utterly calm, his face unreadable as he watched Samuel come at him. He slipped effortlessly into a defensive stance, unhurried and precise.
Samuel’s fists rained down in a relentless barrage, each blow sharp and forceful, but Dylan seemed to anticipate every move. He dodged and blocked with uncanny finesse, never leaving an opening for Samuel to exploit.
After several exchanges, Dylan finally went on the offensive. A glint of steely determination flashed in his eyes, a silent message to Samuel that the real fight was only just beginning.
Dylan’s style was nothing like Samuel’s. Every strike was swift, ruthless, and nearly impossible to defend against. His movements cut through the air with explosive speed and power, as if he could shatter the very space between them.
Samuel was caught off guard by Dylan’s sudden counterattack. He tried desperately to defend himself, but Dylan’s assault was overwhelming. Each hit sent a jolt of pain shooting through Samuel’s arms, making it harder and harder to hold his ground.
Their movements blurred with speed, leaving the crowd struggling to keep up.
The spectators gasped and murmured in awe, completely stunned by the skill and intensity displayed in the ring.
Then, seizing the perfect moment, Dylan threw a fierce punch, his fist crashing toward Samuel’s chest with bone-rattling force.
Samuel tried to dodge, but he was a split second too slow.
Dylan’s punch landed with a sickening thud, knocking the wind out of Samuel and sending him sprawling to the mat.
The entire gym was stunned into silence. No one had expected the match to be so brutal—or for Dylan to be so utterly dominant.
A beat later, the room erupted in wild applause.
Meanwhile, four little ones, having changed out of their gear, dashed out of the locker room before their mom could catch up.
They stumbled right into the heart of the action, just in time to witness the fierce match—and to see their dad lay Uncle Samuel flat on the mat.
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