147 One Person Supports A Team And Leaves The Field Protected

Catwoman remained notably calm amidst the chaos. She fully understood that charging in to assist Ye Chen would not be effective, so instead she decided to document the unfolding situation, recording video evidence on her mobile phone while calling out to Dana. In truth, even without her urging, Dana was already gaining notoriety, yelling at the crowd to bring the staff onto the stage to intervene.

As the situation escalated, Dana joined the fray and rushed forward. The atmosphere was chaotic; spectators had abandoned their seats, crowding together to get as close to the cage as possible. However, with the sheer number of people, it was hardly simple to navigate through the throng. Drown out by the cacophony were boos, roars, and the sound of objects—bottles and food—being hurled around the venue. The earth seemed to tremble beneath the weight of the collective screams and fervor of the crowd, who appeared far more interested in the turmoil than the competition itself.

At this point, Rogan, DC, and Bisping also left their commentary table and made a dash toward the Octagon. On the stage, Ye Chen suddenly found himself embraced by an opponent, hurled to the ground with alarming force. Some might question why, if this were not a match and fouls were overlooked, Ye Chen didn't just deliver a strike to the back of the head instead of attempting to clamp down on the opponent's head. The answer was straightforward: he simply didn't have the time or opportunity.

As soon as the opponent moved in to secure their position, Ye Chen instantly lost his balance. If he didn't act fast to regain it, he would face an immediate takedown. The challenge of preventing a fall was amplified because this was not a one-on-one pairing within a controlled ring; engaging with one opponent left him vulnerable to attacks from others. Employing his hands to press against the opponent's head was a strategic maneuver to create some space, making it challenging for the opponent to thrust forward and gain leverage.

Still, despite the tumultuous wrestling, Ye Chen found himself significantly propelled away, three or four meters kicked across the mat. A brief pause ensued as he firmly pressed the outer edges of his feet against the surface of the ring, sinking his body down to apply more pressure onto the individual who had thrown him. In a swift motion, he encircled the opponent's waist and lifted them off the ground. Initially, the opponent seemed formidable, maintaining a steadfast position. Yet, with deft skill, Ye Chen disrupted their equilibrium, nearly forcing them to the mat. Despite this, the adversary showed notable skill, managing to brace themselves with one hand to avoid a complete fall.

In a fight for control, Ye Chen momentarily gained sufficient space, specifically targeting areas of vulnerability despite the general rules about three-point landings and knee strikes. He unleashed a knee to the opponent's face. The resounding "snapped" echoed through the crowded arena as Covington's wrestling coach dropped, momentarily stunned, collapsing to the ground. While he did not fall unconscious, he remained incapacitated, clearly in discomfort. Just as the stakes appeared to rise, the flurry of adrenaline surged through Ye Chen. His focus narrowed on eliminating the threat posed before him.

Naturally, the two teammates of Covington, no mere bystanders, jumped into action. As Ye Chen knelt the wrestler down, he found himself caught unaware as a boxing coach charged at him, landing a solid punch squarely on his head. Almost simultaneously, the head coach delivered a kick that rattled Ye Chen. Although the impact didn't unseat him, it did leave him shaky and teetering on the brink of imbalance, not to mention facing an opponent who was equal in stature and significantly heavy-handed. To make matters worse, Ye Chen found himself on the defensive.

Following his initial knee strike, he decisively retreated. The Covington head coach, eager for retribution, aimed to eliminate Ye Chen next. As he edged back, Ye Chen prepared a counter maneuver in the form of a roundhouse kick. In the world of UFC, the reigning champion of leg techniques, without a doubt, was Barbosa. His capabilities were unparalleled; his kicks crafted with finesse and precision, rendering his opponents unable to predict his motions due to the almost non-existent signaling of his intent. With minimal preparation, Barbosa executed stunningly effective roundhouse kicks that found their mark.

Even though Ye Chen might not have quite risen to the level of the likes of Wonder Boy, Black Dragon, or even Barbosa, he was nonetheless among the elite in leg skill within the entire league. What further fueled his resolve was the straightforward fact that this wasn't a regulated match; he was free from concerns regarding conserving his energy. The Covington head coach, lacking professional experience, failed to react quickly.

As Ye Chen retreated, two of Covington's teammates resumed their collective assault. In a flash, Ye Chen altered his pace, pivoting sharply, and launched a sweeping kick that lashed out like a whip through the air. Amidst the chaos of the moment, one phrase echoed in his thoughts: "I'm really getting into this kicking, aren't I?" The impact was immediate and glorious—the heel of his foot met Coach Caton's head with startling force.

Caught wholly off-guard, Caton and even the approaching boxing coach had barely time to react, despite making attempts to evade. However, Ye Chen's target was not the boxing coach; a well-timed strike sent Covington's head coach crashing to the ground. The environment exploded in exclamations of excitement as the crowd erupted in fervent cheers, wholly invigorated by the unexpected turn of events.

Within seconds, Ye Chen had successfully landed three significant strikes. Who wouldn't revel in this electrifying display? The boxing coach, now overcome with apprehension, visibly recoiled. Ye Chen adjusted his stance, affirming he had no reason to fear anyone individually as he pressed forward. A feint jab quickly followed, drawing the boxing coach in, causing him to sway and evade. Seizing this fleeting moment, Ye Chen unleashed a calculated kick, aimed high and intentionally targeting the other coach's groin.

The boxing coach buckled under the force of the blow, instinctively folding over and retreating. Ye Chen's decision to execute the kick rather than a punch stemmed from his knowledge that kicks could land with greater speed and reliability. A punch to the groin, in contrast, often required a more precise placement that could backfire, given the opponent's potential for evasion.

As he lunged forward to follow up with a punch, the fervor of the fight consumed him; caution disappeared as he momentarily lost sight of the possible ramifications. In that crucial instant, a imposing figure stepped into his line of attack. Ye Chen's punch landed squarely on the newcomer's back, leaving him momentarily disoriented. Even before he could gather his senses, several imposing figures closed in, lifting him off the ground and overpowering him.

Amidst the unfolding drama, Dana's voice pierced through the melee: "Are you all insane? This is a globally broadcasted event!" Dana's exasperation reflected the escalating situation. He was at a loss for how such a scandalous brawl could ensue, especially with ticket sales hitting record highs.

Meanwhile, Catwoman dashed forward, her concern evident as she gently grasped Ye Chen's face between her hands, asking, "Are you alright? Are you okay?" Ye Chen, gradually regaining his composure despite being encircled by strong arms, assured her, "I'm fine, don't worry."

Yet chaos reigned throughout the venue, with the audience continuing to roar and throw objects. It wasn't just the immediate space that felt the tension; fighting-themed bars across the world mirrored this mayhem, filled to the brim with spectators there to soak in the atmosphere. Many opted for the bar setting, drawn by cheaper PPV rates in mind, craving that authentic fight night experience without the hefty price tag associated with attending live events.

With the combination of alcohol effects, lingering excitement, and a vibrant atmosphere, those gathered—regardless of any arranged skirmishes—were worked up and overjoyed, crying out and relishing in the chaos around them.

The situation had escalated beyond mere antics, leading to critical on-site interviews and schedules being outright scrap. In the face of such disorder, Dana organized immediate protection for Ye Chen, dispatching a team to guide him safely backstage. Recognizing the gravity of the upheaval, it became clear that in the aftermath of such a spectacle, a press conference to address the incident would be necessary once tensions eased and participants calmed. Given the escalating nature of emotions, conducting interviews or addressing media demands at that moment would likely ignite further unrest.