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240 Lame? Is That a Human Being?

Listen closely.

Ye Chen felt a jolt of adrenaline rush through him as he realized he was actually executing the heel hook technique in real-life combat. Though he had utilized the move in the simulation space before, he had never truly felt its raw power and ferocity in a real-life setting.

Suddenly, a "bang" resonated through the arena, audible even amidst the cacophony. The referee, who looked as though he were on the verge of a panic attack, seemed frozen in place, hand unraised, as if oblivious to the unfolding chaos.

Did he not hear it? Was he still weighing his options?

Ye Chen couldn't help but notice the look of agony etched on Pereira's face at that very moment. The pain was unmistakable.

The heel hook was designed to apply pressure to the heel and ankle—yet many mistakenly believe that it primarily targets the ankle alone. In truth, the technique exerts most of its force on the legs. As Ye Chen locked Pereira's left leg in cagey precision, he twisted, and in doing so directed the onus of that force directly to Pereira's knee joint.

If not executed correctly, it could lead to permanent injury, especially for mixed martial artists whose bodies endure relentless demands.

Despite his continued efforts, Ye Chen was plagued by confusion.

Wasn't Pereira supposed to be resilient? Hadn't he just filmed a movie?

Where was the referee? Why hadn't the official intervened yet?

But neither combatant seemed inclined to halt their battle—sparks ignited as the crowd roared, crescendoing into chants of Ye Chen's name in jubilant celebration. It felt as if they were already heralding his victory—the birth of the first Triple Crown champion.

The three commentators, thoroughly astonished, wore expressions of trepidation as they appreciated the raw brutality of a heel hook.

Bisping broke the silence, cautioning, "If Pereira doesn't submit, he may face catastrophic damage. Holding on like this is pointless."

Logan's eyes widened in disbelief, nearly screaming, "Oh my God, just look at his legs! The agony is palpable!"

DC couldn't restrain himself, exclaiming, "You might not grasp the sheer terror of a heel hook. In practice, when we're in this position, we surrender instantly. No one desires to get hurt..."

Before he could finish his sentence, DC shot to his feet in utter disbelief.

Pereira wasn't just conceding defeat; he was making a desperate bid for freedom, kicking out Ye Chen's grasp with surprising tenacity.

Ye Chen took a moment, stunned.

The fact was undeniable: Pereira's physical condition was extraordinary. If they had swapped places, even at this juncture, Ye Chen likely wouldn't have had the leverage to counter.

It's crucial to remember that Pereira's leg was ensnared, and still, his powerful right leg had the reach to drive Ye Chen's grip away.

And with that sudden movement, the pressure that had been wrenching down on Pereira's legs lessened considerably.

He summoned every ounce of will and stood once more, only to feel his knees buckle beneath him as he staggered. Thankfully, he regained balance, retreating to distance himself from Ye Chen.

As Ye Chen rose to his feet, he spotted Pereira moving away, noticing the distinct limp in the opponent's left leg—the way it dragged suggested something was seriously amiss.

Sensing vulnerability, the seasoned Pereira instinctively shifted his stance, backing toward the cage. The strain on his leg was undeniable.

In that moment, he grasped the magnitude of Ye Chen's prowess as a ground master; all his grappling, jujitsu, and wrestling training suddenly felt impotent against Ye Chen's control.

Despair began to wash over him.

Ye Chen saw an opportunity and seized it—charging forward with renewed ferocity.

Pereira's eyes widened in desperation as he struggled to maintain balance. He knew he couldn't last much longer; his body was screaming in agony.

But still, Ye Chen held on—tightening his grip with every passing moment.

The crowd erupted into cheers as Pereira finally relented—his body buckling beneath the weight of Ye Chen's unyielding dominance.

As Ye Chen stood victorious over his defeated opponent,

Pereira slowly raised his arms in defeat—his face etched with exhaustion and pain.

The referee finally intervened—calling off the fight due to Pereira's injury.

As Ye Chen celebrated his triumph,

the commentators echoed sentiments of shock and awe.

"This is incredible!" Bisping exclaimed. "Pereira never had a chance against Ye Chen's mastery!"

Logan nodded in agreement—"He managed to escape initial damage but ultimately succumbed to Ye Chen's relentless pressure!"

DC added his own thoughts—"In this moment, I'm convinced that Ye Chen is unbeatable! His submission game is unmatched!"

As Ye Chen accepted congratulations from his corner,

Pereira limped out of the arena—his left leg badly injured.

The three commentators debated whether Pereira's injury would prove long-term or merely a minor setback.

"It looks like we're witnessing something serious here," Bisping said. "Pereira's likely facing a significant layoff due to this injury."

Logan countered—"It might not be as severe as we think; athletes often recover faster than we expect."

DC chimed in—"Regardless of duration or severity, one thing is clear: Pereira underestimated Ye Chen's abilities at his own peril."

As both fighters left the arena,

the question on everyone's mind remained: could anyone truly defeat this dominant force?

**Additional comments flooded social media platforms:**

"Is this even real? How could he escape? Is he even human?"

"What astounding fortitude! He evaded a heel hook!"

"It's because Chen hesitated a moment too long—had he committed fully, he'd have shattered Pereira's knee."

"Have you noticed? Pereira's leg is clearly injured. He may not recover in no time."

The debate raged on—fans and pundits alike dissecting every aspect of this monumental match-up.

Would anyone dare challenge Ye Chen next?

Only time would tell...

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