MMA System: I Will Be Pound For Pound Goat

Holding on tight, Damon lifted Brian up and ran across the ring, slamming him hard to the ground.

The impact shook the canvas, and the crowd roared in disbelief at the sheer power of the move.

Brian, dazed and disoriented, looked like he had no idea where he was, his eyes glazed as he struggled to find his bearings.

"Wow! Damon just ran Brian across the octagon and slammed him! What a display of strength!" When Jim Logan yelled, his voice got louder because of the excitement in it.

Brian attempted to rise, his hands weakly pushing off the mat, but Damon wasn't about to let him off that easy.

He grabbed Brian in a tight clinch again, pulling him close and began delivering knee after knee to the body and ribs.

Each blow hit Brian exactly where it hurt, squeezing the air out of his lungs and draining whatever power he still had.

"Damon's going to town on him with those knees! Brian looks completely lost out there!" Awe filled Demien Korvier's voice as he spoke.

Brian's attempts to defend himself were feeble, his body battered and beaten.

Damon's relentless assault continued, with each knee digging deeper into Brian's sides.

The crowd was on its feet, sensing the end might be near as Damon continued his ruthless domination.

"He's absolutely smothering Brian in this clinch," James Nix chimed in. "Brian has no answer for this right now."

Damon's eyes were cold, focused solely on finishing what he started.

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He kept the pressure on Brian high by tightening his grip and delivering many knees, gradually breaking him down.

Among the crowd, Damon's friends looked at each other with smiles that were a mix of joy and shock.

They had come to Madison Square Garden expecting a hard-fought battle for Damon, something that would test him, but what they were witnessing was pure domination.

Ash chuckled nervously, shaking his head in astonishment. "I don't think I can make fun of Damon anymore!"

Joey, leaning forward in his seat, couldn't contain his enthusiasm.

He remembered the days when he would fight in his backyard, when he was still an amateur, fighting in a made up cage.

Now, watching Damon dismantle his opponent with such ease felt surreal. "Look at him go! This is my friend up there! He's like a wrecking ball!" Joey yelled with pride in his voice.

She couldn't take her eyes off the cage, and her heart was beating fast.

When she saw Damon fight, she felt like she was seeing a fierce and determined Spartan fighter in battle.

She could hardly believe that just two years ago, Damon had started training, and now here he was, dominating the finals.

The way he moved, the confidence he exuded, she could see how far he had come, and it filled her with admiration.

She thought to herself, 'He has surpassed me in so many ways, and yet he remains humble. I need to catch up.'

Each knee Damon delivered made the crowd roar with approval, and the energy in the arena surged.

It was clear that Damon was not just fighting; he was making a statement.

Back in the fight, Damon kept Brian locked in a tight clinch, his arms wrapped around his opponent as Brian struggled desperately to break free.

Damon leaned in close and taunted Brian with every breath. His voice was low but sharp.

"I'm going to send you and your brother home as failures. Come on, fight back. Show everyone who came here that you're not just a disappointment."

Brian, already drained, heard Damon's words and something inside him sparked.

A sudden burst of strength surged through his limbs as he began to fight harder, desperately trying to escape the clinch.

"Oh, look at that!" Demien Korvier said from the commentary booth. "Brian's found some new energy! He's not done yet!"

"That's the heart of a fighter," Jim Logan chimed in. "But can he keep it up?"

Just as Brian fought back with everything he had, Damon prepared his next move. He only needed one knee.

With precise timing, Damon unleashed a devastating knee straight into Brian's midsection.

The loud, clear thud rumbled through the building, cutting through the crowd noise.

Brian's body jerked from the impact, and all the energy he had mustered vanished in an instant.

His arms went limp, and his legs buckled beneath him, sending him back to square one.

"Ohh, well, that was short-lived," Nix laughed. "Back to zero just like that!"

Demien chuckled, "That knee just took all the fight out of him. Damon's control in the clinch is something else!"

This time, Hank Binn stepped in to check on Brian.

The fighter was still standing, though barely, and he signaled that he wanted to continue.

Damon saw the determination in Brian's eyes, but he was intent on breaking that last bit of fighting spirit.

Without hesitation, Damon continued his constant assault, knee after knee, driving into Brian's abdomen, sides, and chest.

Each strike left Brian's skin red and bruised, the pain visible in every wince.

"These knees are brutal!" Jim Logan exclaimed. "Brian is taking so much punishment, I'm not sure how much more he can handle!"

And Demien Korvier said, "Damon isn't giving up. He's breaking Brian down piece by piece."

Damon didn't stop, his knees driving into Brian like piston after piston.

He felt Brian's resistance weaken, his body slumping more with each strike.

When Damon finally sensed that all the fight had drained out of his opponent, he turned aside and threw Brian down onto the canvas.

The crowd erupted into deafening cheers, recognizing that they were witnessing something special.

Hank Binn rushed over to check on Brian, kneeling down as he assessed the situation.

It only took a few seconds before he waved his arms, signaling the end of the fight. "Stop, stop, that's it!"

The commentary booth fell silent for a moment, stunned by the sheer dominance on display.

"Wow... Damon Cross has just put on one of the most brutal performances in The Supreme Fighter," James Nix finally said, his voice filled with awe. "Brian didn't stand a chance in there."

Demien Korvier who spoke up, still shocked. "He didn't get touched! Not once did Brian land a clean hit. This was a clinic from Damon. Absolutely incredible."

Brian was laying on the ground, his stomach red and swollen from being kneed over and over again.

Damon looked down at him.

It triggered a moment of déjà vu for Damon, he had defeated an opponent in a similar way before.(Chapter 22)

But that thought didn't linger as his team rushed into the ring, surrounding him in celebration.

The assistant coaches lifted Damon's arms in victory, their faces beaming with pride.

They celebrated together, jumping up and down in the cage, while the crowd roared in approval.

As for Whittier, he was nowhere to be seen, likely preparing for his own fight in the back, but

Damon knew this win was a significant moment not just for him but for the entire team.

The commentary team wrapped it up with excitement in their voices.

"That was a flawless performance from Damon Cross," Nix declared. "He's shown the world he's a force to be reckoned with."

"This guy is scary," Jim Logan added. "What a way to finish The Supreme Fighter competition. He made it look easy."

"And now," Demien concluded, "Damon's got his eyes on the next level, whatever comes after this, it's going to be big for him."