Martin quickly walked out of the ring and into the locker at a fast pace and an ear-to-ear grin on his face. As he disappeared into the hallway. Both Issac and Shawn walked to their side of the ring.
As they were warming up, Adrian turned to look at Jeremy. "How much money do you want to bet that one of the trainers will walk out to ask me to hold Martin during the blood testing?"
Jeremy looked surprised. "Will one will walk out at all?" He thought for a bit. "How about ten dollars? I think that none will be walking out."
"Yeah, I am fine with that," Adrian said, shaking Jeremy's small rough hands. "One is going to show up, trust."
Both men were just watching the next set of fighters preparing. That was until Scott showed up with smoke coming from his mouth.
"Adrian, can you please come with me into the locker room," Scott asked as he grabbed Adrian by his wrist.
Adrian slapped his wrist out and proceeded to hit Jeremy. "Yeah I can come with you to help," Adrian said before turning over to Jeremy. "You better get me my fucking money, man."
Both Adrian and Scott walked away, Jeremy then followed behind them. "Wait for me, I want to record this."
As the three men got near the locker room. They could hear the screams of Martin. They were surprisingly higher pitched than he thought. Jeremy began to start recording along with laughing. As Scott opens the door, the first thing that could be seen is Tony holding the needle, screaming at Greg and Adam. Greg and Adam were trying to corner Martin to restrain him. Martin was moving around like a cracked-up track athlete. Moving across the room as if his life depended on it. Scott joins in the hunt as Adrian stands by the door with Jeremy getting all of this chaos on camera. After some time Adrian joined in to help and after about a minute, they successfully caught him in the corner.
"Please I do not want a needle in me," Martin was whining about the reality of the situation he is in.
Adrian slapped him across the face. "Get a hold of yourself man, you need this to fight." Martin put out his hand. "Do you want me to hold your hand?" Martin nodded.
"That's cute," Tony said before jamming the needle into Martin's arm. Martin began to complain in pain Adrian grabbed Martin to keep him down. Tony pulls the syringe drawing the now red liquid from Martin's arm. Martin began to whine and complain. Once it was filled, Tony yanked it out of Martin. Martin screams with agony filling the room. "Shut up you fucking bitch," Tony said disgust at what he is seeing. "Do you want a princess band-aid?"
"Just slap it on him," Greg said jokingly. Tony gave Martin a princess band-aid on his arm. Martin gave a weak thumbs-up.
"Come on Adrian and Martin," Jeremy said as he looked out from the hallway. "Seems like the fight just started a bit ago."
"Oh shit," the two friends said as they rushed past Jeremy and back into the main gym to watch the fight.
As they walked into the crowd to watch the match, they noticed that both of them looked to not be going fully aggressive as they can be. Both were circling each other looking like they were watching each other. It makes sense given how different both of them are. Even though both Issac and Shawn are of similar heights and around the same weight more in Isaac's favor in that category. Both are still different body types. Issac's long fishing rod-built arms are a lot longer in comparison to Shawn's. Shawn's legs are very comparable to literally trees taller than Issac's stubby legs. Shawn, more of the opposite of Issac, is a lot weaker looking in comparison to Issac. Despite these drastic differences, they were both evenly matched in skill. Issac was trying to be the aggressor, moving into the positions he found beneficial while Shawn was trying everything in his power to not be caught in it. During this Issac was throwing a lot of jabs, most of them were either missed or blocked very well. Shawn was stalling the barrage of punches out until he saw an opening. That opening came after a while of taking the jabs from Issac. It was when he made a misstep trying to corner Shawn. Shawn slipped out of the corner and without hesitation kicked directly at Issac's far heel, which was his left leg. Issac did not see it coming as he stumbled back. He caught himself from falling on his butt but Shawn already got some jabs in. Issac endured the hits from his weaker opponent with ease. Shawn was not surprised by this as he continued to look for his offense. Issac was still moving trying to get away from the beating. After some time, Issac noticed that his opponent was tired and quickly began to start punching back. Issac was connecting hit punches to his target every couple of attempts, but they were causing enough pain to get the job done. The two men kept trying to hit each other for a while until Me. Syvone stepped in to end the round. Both men walked back to their corners to sit down and get cleaned up by the trainers. Both of them look to be about equal in terms of tiredness.
Adrian looked over at Jeremy. "Hey Jeremy, what is your opinion about this match?"
"Personally I think, it could be more equal…" Jeremy was saying until Martin opened his mouth.
"Until one of them made a mistake, right?" Martin asked as he rudely unintentionally interrupted Jeremy.
"Yes Martin, exactly," Jeremy said as he was lost in thought. Adrian moved his large rough hands, quietly up to Martin's neck. Then Jeremy thought of something. "Martin, watched out there is a needle behind you," Adrian took this signal and pinched the neck of his friend very hard causing him to jolt.
"Ow, that's hurt," Martin said as he moved away from the two of them while he held his hand by the back of his neck. Martin then realized that nothing was there and looked up at the two with anger.
"Martin, how can you be good at fighting but still dumber than a sack of rocks," Jeremy said holding back the laughter.
"Man fuck you guys," Martin said as he looked more up to see that Mr. Syvone watched all of it.
"Martin it was just a joke, calm the hell down," Mr. Syvone said to Martin looking like he was confused about what to do next along with disappointment in himself. "Okay Issac, Shawn, are both of you guys ready after our little comedy show?"
Both of them walked up to the middle and stared at each other. "Yes," both of them said together as they want to continue the fight.
"Alright," Mr. Syvone said as he looked at both of the fighters. "SET, GO!"
Both of the fighters resumed their fight. Shawn was trying to be more on the offensive in comparison to his previous round. Issac was surprised by this change in his opponent but maintained his composure. Both men were moving around each other like lions about to strike at each other. Shawn began to start jabbing at Issac but the majority of them were missed not due to avoiding but due to his shorter arms. He then began to start using his long legs instead of his arms. Issac was still avoiding the kicks with more struggle in comparison to the punches that were thrown before. Shawn kept going with his attempts to kick Issac. Issac kept dodging his kicks but eventually, Shawn attempted to do a spin before a kick, and it successfully confused Issac as he got hit in the face. Issac began to stumble back as Shawn continued to keep trying to kick him. Shawn's hits were missing but he kept trying to get the hit. Issac got back out of his confused state and kept avoiding the kicks. Shawn eventually looked to be more tired from his failed attempts to kick his opponent. He stopped kicking continuously as he took a step back to regain his energy. Issac took this opportunity to get his own punches in. Issac's punches were being avoided by Shawn, but as with the kicks Shawn was getting increasingly tired. Eventually, Issac got an opportunity to land a hard punch. It landed as Shawn moved back but he got knocked down. It was not enough to keep him down as Shawn rolled back and got to his feet. Shawn's face began to swell up a little bit from the punch. Issac began to smile as he looked to get what he needed to maybe win this fight. Shawn moved around with his right arm up to block more attempts to hit that area. Both fighters continue to circle each other throwing jabs to get the other to move off of their path. It was a lot harder for Shawn given how he is only able to use one arm for attacking. Issac seemed to also mimic Shawn in terms of only using one arm. He chooses to use mostly his right arm. Shawn was starting to get used to the swollen eye as he began to stop using his right more to throw punches. Issac followed suit, he did it with a smile as the two fighters kept trying to take out the other. Shawn seemed to stop using his hands to attack as he put them up to protect his face. He instead decided to use his legs for hit attempts. Issac was still avoiding them like it was not a big issue but the roles slowly seemed to be reversing in the eyes of the crowd. Issac was beginning to be more tired, and a little bit sloppy in his usually great technique. Shawn began to slowly increase the speed of his kicks. Unlike other fighters with their own punches, Shawn seemed to be more accurate with them. Issac tried to dodge one of the kicks but he failed as all of Shawn's left foot hit causing the towering man to be on the ground. Shawn tried to quickly cover the down man but Issac was trying to get back up from the ground. Unfortunately, Shawn throws a quick jab to keep Issac down. Issac got put back into the ground and Shawn tried to use this as his chance to win the fight. Shawn got on top of Issac and began to punch him in the face. Issac was keeping up his guard to not let him get too badly damaged. As he was blocking the punches, he was moving around to work himself back up to his feet. Shawn was trying to keep him down but Issac's constant movement made Shawn struggle to contain Issac. Issac got his leg freed as he begin to get himself up. Shawn was trying to get Issac back down from his base, but it was not working. Issac kept getting higher and higher up, not even phased by the weight of Shawn on his back. Mr. Syvone began to take a step in with a look of concern on his face. Issac grabbed Shawn's wrist and moved his hands apart to let him have the opportunity to escape. Issac stepped hard and quickly turned around to face Shawn. Issac still kept a grip on Shawn's left wrist, he then pulled it closer to him and gave a hard punch to his opponent's stomach. Shawn dropped from that hard hit, but before Issac could take advantage, Mr. Syvone stepped in to end the second round. Issac turned back from Shawn struggling to get himself up to sit down on the stool. Shawn got up after some time and limped his way to his stool. Both of them were getting treated by the trainers but it was clear that one had to work harder than the other one.
"Issac is probably going to win," Adrian said abruptly. Martin and Jeremy both looked confused at the giant.
"You can not say that Adrian, the fight is not over," Martin said to Adrian. Adrian was now the one looking confused.
"You do not see it?" Adrian asked his friend.
"See what?" Martin replied trying to look closer at both of the fighters.
"Shawn has the look in his eyes of a man that is defeated, while Issac has kept and maintained the look of someone that wants to win," Adrian answered. Martin looks a bit closer at them before realizing and nodding his head in agreeance.
Both of them were still getting fixed by the trainers until Mr. Syvone stepped in to let them know to stop working. Shawn and Issac both got up from their stools and walked to the middle. Mr. Syvone looked over both of the fighters. "Are you two ready?" Both of them nodded. Mr. Syvone took a quick step back. "SET, GO!"
Both of the fighters go back to circling each other and both of them started jabbing at each other with more speed than before. Shawn was looking like he is getting more tired which is surprising given that Issac in comparison looks a lot better. Issac was looking to get another strong punch in at his long-legged opponent, but he kept moving away to not get hit by it. Shawn was constantly moving away from whatever Issac's lead leg was to not get hit by it, but Issac was constantly switching his feet to keep wasting Shawn's energy. It got to the point that Shawn was starting to slow down and it made it easier for Issac to change the tides of this match. Issac began to throw hard punches repeatedly at Shawn. Shawn was trying to move out of the way of them. It was working for some time, Issac was looking more frustrated with each miss which was surprising for everyone in the crowd. It got to the point, where out of anger, Issac during Shawn trying to move away, kicked him right in the back of the shin. Knocking Shawn off of his balance. Issac then stepped in, snapped his hips hard for more power, and punched Shawn right in his head causing the opponent to fall straight to the ground. As Shawn was falling backward, the crowd fell silent from the loud thud of Isac destroying his opponent's stomach punch. Mr. Syvone stepped in to check in on the fighter. After some time of waiting to see if Shawn will get back to his feet, Mr. Syvonve declared it a knockout in favor of Issac. Issac was moving the ring happy as he could be.
Mr. Syvone stepped in. "The winner for the Light Heavyweight division is Issac Wallace." He said with the crowd cheering in the background. "For Heavyweight, the fight we have all been waiting for. It will be between Adrian Parro against Joshua Davis, but first…" Mr. Syvone said as he looks over towards Issac. "I need your big ass to help move the man you knocked out. Like come on, you could have left him to be able to move out of the ring."