Aito sat down on his stool in his corner.
Coach fumio: "alright Aito last round. Your losing on points, get a KO. Or suffer a 0-1-1."
Coach fumio said as Aito stood.
Coach Testarossa: "Jack. Stay on the outside. Even if you lose this round you still win the match."
Coach Testarossa said to Jack.
Jack: "yeah."
Jack nodded and put in his mouth guard.
As they walked the to middle of the ring the touched gloves and bounced back.
Ref: "box!"
Jack stayed outside throwing straights getting off damage on Aito, Aito returned by timing his Straights by ducking and Rolling them.
Jack kept the assault up as he took the initiative and threw faster, but Aito was already rolling to fast getting into a rhythm.
Jack: "(left right left right.)"
Jack switched up his own rhythm and pounded Aito making Aito fall onto one knee.
Ref: "corner!"
The ref said as Jack walked to his corner.
Ref: "one! Two!"
Aito slowly shook?
Ref: "three!"
Aito was shaking with rage?
Ref: "four!"
Aito stood up but still seemed unconscious?
Ref: "five!"
Aito opened his eyes and shook hands with the ref.
Ref: "box!"
The ref said as Aito got back into his tight stance but he was still calm.
Jack: "(I see. I can shake you up now can't I?)"
Jack asked himself as he threw different tempo straights.
Aito was rolling and crouching them before being hit by the tempo change and swung a huge missed right hook which Jack took the mistake and punished Aito by throwing a bunch of quick jabs making Aito take them all.
Aito stumbled back a bit and started trying to get a rhythm by crouching and rolling but he kept getting hit by the straights from Jack.
Jack: "I will win this!"
Jack said as he threw a huge left uppercut while Aito was crouching.
Aito: "(I can't stop the movement of my crouch!)"
Aito panicked as he was knocked out.
Ref: "back to the corner! One!"
The ref started counting.
Coach fumio: "Dang it! Was last time just freak luck!?"
Coach fumio yelled.
Aito fell face first onto the mat.
Ref: "two!"
The ref yelled as aito didn't move.
Ref: "three!"
Aito still wasn't moving.
Coach fumio: "dang it."
Coach fumio held the towel tightly as he was ready to throw.
Ref: "four!"
Antonio stopped Fumio.
Antonio: "no."
Antonio said as aito slowly risen.
Ref: "five!"
The ref yelled as aito was fully up and angry?
Ref: "look left-"
Aito: "I can fight."
Aito said as he prepared to dash in at Jack.
Ref: "alright. Box!"
The ref yelled as Aito dashed in and exploded with flurrys of Hooks towards Jack which most landed.
Jack dashed backwards and was caught in a corner.
As Jack tried to dash left aito threw a left jab, then a right straight making Jack pushed against the corner pole.
Then Aito started his rhythm of left and right hooks as Jack's arms being too long couldn't fight back in toe to toe combat.
As Aito unleashed powerful hooks Jack finally raised a cross arm block but was confused when nothing was hitting him.
Then Aito spat out his mouth guard.
Aito: "AND MAKE SURE YOU SAVOUR THIS TASTE OF MY KNUCKLES!"
aito yelled throwing a powerful leaping uppercut hitting Jack so hard It made his mouth gush blood as he was lifted 4 inches off the mat and fell towards the mat hard falling chin first adding even more damage then before.
Aito walked away with veins popping from his arms.
Ref: "it's- it's over!"
The ref waved his hands... 5 seconds left in the final round, aito was 5 seconds away from losing his second pro fight.
Coach fumio: "you did it kid. We'll have to work on these secret anger issues."
Coach fumio said raising Aito's hand into the air.
Crowd: "..."
The crowd was silent.
Antonio: "hm?"
Then the crowd was loud.
Crowd: "Aito Hooks! AITO HOOKS!"
the Crowd yelled as Aito raised his hands.
Coach fumio: "KO in round 3 with 5 seconds left."
Coach fumio said in a heh voice.