Chapter 287: Walkout

A loud roar came from the crowd as Damon came out of the tunnel. His music echoed through the arena.

Fans were chanting his name from every part of the place, which shows how quickly he had caught their attention.

"Here he is!" With a loud, excited voice, Demien Korvier yelled. "This kid, Damon Cross, fast hands, heavy hands, and he's just relentless. Jim, I've seen a lot of fighters, but this guy? He's special."

A tone of admiration came through in Jim Logan's words as he leaned forward. "Absolutely, Demien. Damon's got that rare mix of precision and power. He doesn't just throw wild shots, he picks his targets, and when he lands, you feel it. But let's not forget, tonight isn't going to be easy."

Demien nodded in agreement. "No, it's not. He's facing Mikal Tereira, a showman who's as unpredictable as he is dangerous. Mikal loves to put on a spectacle, but don't let that fool you, he can end a fight in a heartbeat."