Both fighters stood still and tense, waiting for the bell that would start the war.
BEEEEEP!
The fight began, and Brian wasted no time.
He rushed forward, feinting a jab before quickly firing a heavy low kick that hit against Felipe's leg.
PAHH!!
Felipe changed his steps as he tried to figure out the rhythm. As he circled, his footwork was still smooth.
Felipe responded with a crisp jab, followed by a quick combination of punches, but Brian slipped just out of range and countered with a powerful hook that grazed Felipe's chin.
It was clear from the start that Brian wasn't holding back.
"Control the distance, Felipe! Don't let him in close!" Whittier raised his voice, yelling from the corner.
Felipe moved quickly, lightly bouncing on his feet, using his light striking background to keep things standing.
He flicked a front kick toward Brian's midsection, but Brian absorbed it, moving forward under constant pressure.
