As the bell rang, signaling the end of the fourth round, Gondang stumbled and fell to the ground. Manny Crackman, despite his small stature, had proven himself to be a fierce fighter. The crowd erupted in cheers and applause as the referee counted Gondang out.
The announcer stepped into the ring, his voice booming through the underground arena. "Ladies and gentlemen, we have a winner! By way of TKO, the new ninth division and lineal champion of the world, Manny Crackman!"
Manny's face was a mixture of relief and joy as the announcer placed the championship belt around his waist. He had worked tirelessly for this moment, training day in and day out to become the best fighter he could be.
The audience was a sea of excitement, some cheering, some whistling, and some shouting Manny's name at the top of their lungs. Fein, Luen, and Voli were among them, looking proud and ecstatic.
