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"I'm gonna bust your face! Open! I kill you! You are dead tomorrow!" Faced with his rivals' provocation, he remained perfectly calm, even holding out his right hand as a sign of respect. "Hey! I quit here!" The sudden slapped through the whole venue into chaos, yet Jin you brushed it off completely. He would make his rivals submit entirely. In tomorrow's match, putting in his mouthguard, Jin you unleashed all his fury on his opponent, making him pay for his arrogant act. "I'm gonna bust your face! Open! I kill you!" "I'm gonna bust your face! Open! I kill you!" "I'm gonna bust your face! Open! I kill you!" "I'm gonna bust your face! Open! I kill you!" "I've got a punch!" "I'm gonna bust your face!" He could've ended the fight with one single punch, but he chose to hold back. Throughout the round, he demonstrated not only outstanding skill, but also true sportsmanship for every spectator to see. During the intermission, Coach Ocean advised Jin you to stick to tactics number three, targeting his rivals' right eye. For an easy victory, but Jin you refused. If he threw another right punch, his opponents' eye socket would need dozens of stitches. "No, today, I don't know how the champion's going to come out, but I'm just going to try to get the chance." "Let's see what we've got to do. We've got the first match." Seeing how determined he was, the coach finally agreed to switch to tactics number one, warning him to strike last and decisively. "Mmm, fast, hurry, hurry, hurry, ah! ah! ah! ah!" The next round began. Jin you unleashed his signature move. "Oh! Win! Son! Pani! Cha! Coach! Cha!" "I heard you were in the first match, but you're in the first match." "I heard you were in the first match, but you were in the first match." "I heard you were in the first match, but you were in the first match." "Oh, I'm in the first match, but you were in the first match." "Look, I'm flying! Kiu-kei!" "Kiu-kei!" "Kiu-kei!" "Kiu-kei!" His opponent collapsed instantly. The fight was over. GNU claimed the victory and took home the tournament championship belt. He showed no overwhelming joy. Instead, he walked over to his fallen foe and checked on his injuries with genuine concern. "You could fight there for you to get what I said. It's just business. Thank you." Shortly after the match, before Belov could rest, he was forcibly dragged away to an underground fighting arena. Once a top-tier boxer with a boundless future, he had been framed by gangsters years ago, left drowning in heavy debt. The mob forced him into illegal underground fights to pay it off, threatening his daughter's life to bend into their will. Though badly injured, Belov had no choice but to step into the ring. He never imagined. This brutal fight would cost him his life.