112 Final Blow

Takeuchi was fighting like an automaton. He was fighting with fury, driving Tang Yan back using just sear volumes of punches. Not many connected but throwing a never-ending storm of short rights and lefts. Tang Yan couldn't close in. 

In the center of the ring he stopped short and gave Tang Yan time to open up. Then he stepped in and measured him. 

But in a flash Tang Yan's left flicked out, a short snappy left jab. 

The left tilted Takeuchi's head up so that his jaw was exposed for a fraction of a second, and then a crashing right drove home — the good old right hand that knew when hay had to be made.

The hard bone of Takeuchi's jaw under his glove sent a wave of exultation over Tang Yan. He closed in slashing out with his hands, but Takeuchi wasn't there. He was stumbling backwards across the ring. 

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