Henrique Loss began to quicken his pace: — Let's see how much you can take! — He started teleporting to various locations in the arena, and with these movements, he created images that resembled clones. These projections rushed toward Yasoke who, prepared, began to strike each one. "There are many clones coming at me, but none of them are the real one. What a mess!" Yasoke thought as he fought off the images and dodged the attacks.
Yuji, watching from the stands, began to feel a glimmer of hope and broke into a slight smile: — I said his chances were low, but it seems they've improved. However, being realistic, the injuries he sustained are hindering him quite a bit.
In the midst of the teleports, Henrique began to feel an exhaustion in his body and stopped creating images. "Apparently, the game went wrong," he thought. With kicks and punches from the youth in slippers, the clones flew and vanished. "At least this energy depletion served a purpose; his strikes are incredibly strong!" Henrique Loss affirmed in his mind. He drafted a new strategy: brute force would not suffice. "I have it! I'll attack his vision!"
The youth in white rushed toward Yasoke, who ran back in response. When they were about four meters apart, Henrique teleported to Yasoke's left side, catching him by surprise and punching his eye with a very precise strike. Yasoke's left eye was damaged; his vision became blurred and, as a bodily reaction, he closed it. The youth in slippers brought his left hand to his eye; his left-side vision was obscured by the blow. "Damn! I shouldn't have taken that punch, but it was so unexpected!" he thought. Yuji understood Henrique Loss's plan, who, with the success of the move, adjusted his glasses.
— I may not be able to see out of one eye, but I still have the other! — Yasoke thought, rushing toward Henrique. As part of his plan, Henrique began to circle to Yasoke's left. With rapid footwork, he moved while constantly striking the opponent's blind side. The youth in slippers could see nothing and felt lost. The youth in white intensified the blows to the left eye. "My strategy is working; when he goes to protect his eye, I'll finish the fight with a precise strike to the pit of the stomach!" Henrique planned.
Henrique moved to the left, striking with multiple jabs. Yasoke couldn't pivot in time and was hit repeatedly. The footwork of the youth in white was exceptional; Yuji watched with a mix of anger and admiration for the boy's skill. The crowd felt pity; Yasoke had shown such strength and resilience, yet he was being beaten once again. "What is he planning?" thought Jhony in his booth, trying to decipher his friend's mind.
While receiving the blows, Yasoke reasoned: "I have... an idea...". Instead of trying to turn faster than Henrique, he stood his ground and focused pure macogo into his hip. When Henrique Loss went to strike the left eye, Yasoke spun at high speed, letting himself be hit just to create a surprise effect. Henrique was left with no reaction; it was the moment Yasoke had been waiting for. With a smirk, he exclaimed: — Finally caught you!
Yasoke landed a right punch to Henrique Loss's face, shattering the opponent's glasses and sending him flying. "What absurd strength!" Henrique thought. He fell but stood up quickly, realizing his nose was broken and his lip was cut; he concluded that Yasoke's strikes were lethal.
With Yasoke's punch, Yuji cheered and the crowd went wild. Jhony broke into a smile of happiness; Araújo was impressed, and Zulmy stopped drinking her tea, also surprised. Yasoke stared at Henrique with a cold gaze: — That punch was good, wasn't it? — Henrique Loss only agreed politely: — Indeed, it was a fine punch, but don't be too happy; the fight isn't over yet!
Henrique assumed a more passive stance, avoiding direct aggression. — Remember I said I would show other techniques? — Following the words, he appeared behind Yasoke and struck the side of his head. "How? I was just talking to him... but wait, I have another idea, if only my body will accept it!" Yasoke thought. Henrique noticed the opponent's state and returned to using the long-distance striking technique, teleporting his fists. "Hold on! Please!" Yasoke pleaded with himself, using pure macogo to resist the attacks.
Henrique changed styles again and advanced. Yasoke, prepared, tried to imagine where he would appear. Henrique began to teleport around him, creating clones that swapped positions. Yasoke struck one of them, but his punch passed through empty air. Henrique hit Yasoke's abdomen with a right punch, teleported to the place of another clone, and hit the same spot with a left punch, finally teleporting to the central clone and delivering a right kick to the head that sent Yasoke flying backward.
The crowd and Jhony were stunned; it seemed Yasoke had finally fallen. However, Yuji broke into a wide grin and began to applaud: — You were a genius, for fuck's sake!
At that moment, Henrique realized the grave error and tried to retreat, but he had spent too much energy on those three consecutive teleports. He saw Yasoke smiling: — My plan worked, SUCK IT, STRATEGIST! — Yasoke advanced and struck the pit of Henrique Loss's stomach with a left punch. "What... strength..." Henrique thought, doubling over Yasoke's arm, feeling intense pain and superhuman exhaustion. With his last drops of energy, he teleported backward and shouted as he saw Yasoke running toward him: — NOW LET'S SEE WHO FINISHES THIS!
Spending all his remaining energy, Henrique waited. Yasoke ran and concentrated the remnants of macogo in his hip and right leg. Henrique teleported to Yasoke's left and thought: "I won!". With his hand in a spear formation, he was about to deliver the final blow. However, Yasoke was already expecting it and turned rapidly. Due to the exhaustion caused by the punch to the stomach, Henrique's movement was delayed.
— I'M THE ONE WHO WON! — Yasoke shouted.
With a right bandal coated in pure macogo directly to Henrique Loss's head, he sent the youth in white flying. Henrique suffered double damage for being counter-attacked while advancing. Upon hitting the ground, he rolled and lay flat, completely unconscious.
The announcer entered the arena to check on Henrique Loss. Yasoke stared at him and folded his legs, sitting on the ground, completely exhausted. The judge confirmed the pulse and decided: — THE SECOND FIGHT OF BLOCK 2 IS OVER! YASOKE IS THE WINNER AND ADVANCES TO THE NEXT PHASE!
Yuji cheered and the people went wild. Yasoke tried to celebrate, but due to his severe injuries, he fell to the ground, also unconscious.