Part-182

  The two fighters danced in a deadly rhythm, each probing for weaknesses iher’s defenses. Jeren, though less trained, pensated for his ck of teique with raw aggression, while Ryan remained cool-headed, relying on his skill and precision to stay in trol.

  "Not bad," Jeren said, bag up for a moment, breathing hard but still grinning. "But judo won’t be enough to beat me."

  Ryan didn’t respond, his focus unwavering. Instead, he shifted his stance, preparing for the round. Jeren came in fast, this time ung a series of rapid strikes aimed at Ryan’s torso. Ryan blocked and deflected most of the blows, but Jeren mao nd a solid pun his shoulder, f him to take a step back.

  Ign the sharp pain in his shoulder, Ryan moved in quickly, seizing the opportunity when Jeren’s bance faltered slightly. With a swift movement, Ryan grabbed Jeren’s wrist, twisting it and pulling him forward while simultaneously sweeping his leg out from under him. Jeren hit the ground hard, the breath knocked from his lungs. Ryan followed up with a firm grip, attempting to lock him in a submission hold.

  But Jeren wasn't do. His body, despite the pain and the impact of the fall, was still a formidable owisted his torso violently, using his superior size and strength to break free from Ryan's hold. His muscles rippled beh his skin as he exerted himself, his efforts a testament to his resiliend determination. He shoved Ryan off him, scrambling to his feet with a grunt, his breathing heavy but his eyes filled with a renewed iy. His face was flushed, and sweat beaded on his forehead, but he refused to give up. He was a fighter, and he would not let this setback defeat him.

  "You're tougher than you look," Jeren admitted, wiping a bit of sweat from his brow. "But I’m just getting started."

  Ryan, still calm but feeling the strain, knew he had to end the fight soon. He gnced over to where James and Dwip were still fighting Arad. James had been pushing himself to the limit, and Ryan didn’t know how much longer his friend could hold out. They o finish this before things got worse.

  Jeren lu him again, but this time Ryan was ready. Instead of dodging, he stepped into the attack, grabbing Jeren by the arm and spinning him around with perfect precision. Using his judo training, Ryaed a fwless shoulder throw, sending Jeren crashing to the ground once more. But this time, Ryan didn’t let him get back up. He immediately followed up with a powerful ko Jeren’s chest, knog the wind out of him and pinning him to the ground.

  Jeren struggled beh Ryan’s weight, his face torted in pain and frustratioried tle free, but Ryan's grip was like iron, his strength unwavering. Jeren's breathing was ragged, his lungs burning from the impact of the knee. He tried to push against Ryan's chest, but his efforts were futile. Ryan's weight pressed down on him, pinning him firmly to the ground.