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[3rd POV]
The people cheered, all the fans of UFC, and everyone who witnessed the match couldn't help but feel excited.
They felt that Yuito was the coolest fighter in the world, they knew they were witnessing history being made. Something similar to Conor MacGregor.
All these feelings and excitement needed to come out so they screamed, they danced. Many of them became a fan of Yuito and some of them who only watched the UFC because of Yuito, had a new love for the sport and wanted to know everything about it.
The Japanese fans were crying, the ones in the stadium who had a genuine love for martial arts but were always disheartened because of the lack of competent fighters from their country, these people cried tears of joy.
All of the coaches Yuito had had, even his karate master who was watching from their own home were dancing in joy. Some even wanted to throw a celebration just for this memorable day.
But amongst the happy audiences, every fighter worth a damn was silent.
Absolutely silent.
They did not even move and just stayed in place, all of their eyes was on the young boy who just finished his match.
This was because they knew exactly what was going on in that octagon. They saw more than the ordinary people.
They witnessed Yuito's prodigious talent which was so crazy that it was beyond their wildest dream.
Yuito was able to copy the martial arts of one of the best strikers in the world and outstrike him. The growth he had during the match was not only amazing but frightening, even for the top fighters in the world.
They were unmoving as they all thought,
'Danger!'
.......
"Ah, and I was trying to stop after fighting Bisping." said a Canadian man with an accent.
He was Georges St-Pierre, or as most people know him, GSP.
He was arguably the greatest MMA fighter that has ever existed on the planet. He was the two-time welterweight champion and he also recently became the champion of the middleweight division.
It could be said that he never lost to anyone. In his whole career, he suffered two losses but in the rematch, he absolutely demolished them again.
So there was no better fighter than him in his weight division. Which happens to be Welterweigh, the same division as Yuito.
He also happen to be the one who defeat Wonderboy a long time ago. The guy whom Wonderboy mistook Yuito to be when he blocked his null attack.
"Ah, but I'm too old." He sighed as if he couldn't decide what to do.
"But it'd be amazing to fight him though~" He tried off, thinking of what to do.
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"I fooking knew it." Conor said as he watched the end of the match. He was wearing a neat and expensive suit.
Compared to other fighters, he was not shocked as he had already seen through Yuito's talent and potential in his first fight.
But it was still unnerving to see it happen in action.
Whatever, he will still beat that little rat though. He was the double champ.
And the double champ does what the fuck he wants.
He was Conor fucking MacGregor
.......
"Interesting. He really beats Stephen." said a black man in an incredibly friendly voice as he looked at Yuito.
He was someone who could be said to be in the same realm as Wonderboy when it comes to striking. Or maybe he might even be superior.
Seeing that the one-fighter he once considered his equal outclassed like that made a huge impact in his heart.
Maybe it would be fun to fight such promising youngsters at the end of his career.
"Will he be able to hit me?" Anderson Silva, the Spider asked himself.
.......
"Fuck!!"
"Fuck!!"
"Man, I hate these talented fucking young fighters. First, it was Conor, and now him? They are literally taking everything I work for."
"Motherfuckers." Cursed an American with a lisp in his voice.
It was Nate Diaz, The Stockton Slugger.
"Calm down little bro. It's not that deep." Nick Diaz, his older brother tried to calm him down while smoking weed. They were in their house, watching the fight.
"I'm just saying, I think I am a lot cooler than these guys. I will beat their fucking ass I swear." Nate said but otherwise, he sat down and took his brother's words.
.......
"Bro is the main character hahahaa" Israel Adesanya, the last Stylebender said while clapping his hand.
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"That's troublesome." Said Tyrone Woodley, with a tired sigh.
He was in the front row of the fight and he gripped the UFC Champion belt which was on his shoulder.
He won't allow anyone to defeat him or take his belt away.
After all, he was the chosen one
........
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" Gun let out a maniacal laugh as he watched the current fight. His body was exposed and bare and you could see bruises on it.
He had been training hard after his encounter with Yuito. He would probably be stronger than his canon counterpart due to the butterfly effect.
"That's it!!"
"The world shall witness the perfect I created!! My masterpiece!!"
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James Lee was sitting in his office and watching his important client's fights.
As he watched Yuito announced as the winner, he couldn't help but remember the time Yuito threatened to destroy his organization if he didn't keep his mother safe.
After witnessing exactly what the young man was capable of, it was no longer funny to James Lee.
He always thought the younger generations were soft and weaker than the old generation but it seemed he was sorely mistaken.
This generation would be filled with monsters. Yuito's existence spoke of such a thing.
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"Hahahaha. I wonder what his Weiner looks like."
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.
The fighting Prodigy.
That's what Tom Lee was known for. But after watching this fight, he reckoned he could drop that title.
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In a dark room where the only source of light was the TV screen, a tall black man was watching it with a soft smile on his face.
If God ever wanted the create the perfect fighter, it would be him. From the top of his head to the tip of his toes, he was built like the perfect fighter.
Maybe that had gotten into his head because his eyes looked at the TV with amusement. Like a God-watching mortals fight.
The space around him seemed to wrap itself as he looked at Yuito. It was as if he was so strong that the world needed to contain him in a different dimension entirely.
He was the most complete fighter.
Violence incarnate.
The Epitome of the art of combat.
"Not bad." He commented.
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Jon 'Bones' Jones.
"Not bad."
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