KOTS - King Of The Streets

12:54 Jack_Miller: Having watched K.O.T.S. fights on YouTube for years now, it's a bit surreal to be invited to fight for one of their tournaments. It also feels like an honor and a highlight of my year - definitely been making waves in the fighting scene. I'm standing across from Brad, admiring his larger physique but it doesn't intimidate me. The bigger they are the harder they fall. Standing in white sneakers, grey sweat shorts with the waistband of my compressions shorts peeking out. My bare chest is already gleaming with drops of sweat from the humidity of the tunnel. I crack my knuckles, rubbing my bare fists while they're still fresh. I step to the center when the referee waves me in and step as close to you as I can, with an intimidating look and a cocky smirk. "Ready to hit the concrete, Brad?"

13:01 Brad_Jaxon: It's a big deal to be invited into the KOTS, at least for guys like us. Sweat starting to roll off my body as well as the humidity in the tunnel continues to climb. The lights of the tunnel are not the brightest, but enough to see what's going on. The referee holds his arms up between us as we step in front of one another. Close enough but not able to touch each other just yet. "Ready to make you quit like a bitch." I say to you with a determined face as I start gripping my knuckles together. After a brief Showdown for the cameras the referee steps between us and pushes us apart. He then immediately waves his arm down the signal to fight and blows his whistle. Without hesitation forward with my fists up as I come in hot with a straight right to your face and a left hook to your right ribs as I then try to swipe a right elbow across your face.

13:17 Jack_Miller: The whistle blows for the fight to start and you waste no time pressing your attack. I parry your right, pushing it aside with my forearm. Your knuckles pound on my ribs as I wince a bit from the impact, some sweat flying off my body. I see you wind up for the elbow and duck under a moment before it lands letting it fly over my head. I push back upwards, planting my feet and putting all my weight into an uppercut that grazes your chest and seeks out your chin. I follow up with a left and then right hook combo to your jaw, hoping to keep you from retaliating and push you back towards the concrete tunnel wall.

13:27 Brad_Jaxon: I only managed to land the body shot on you, but it's still a good start to this fight. The guys around us are engaged in the match from the very start of the whistle. Guys from both sides yelling out what we should do next. Personally I have tuned out most of it and focused in on you. After missing my elbow you counter with a nice uppercut that smashes into my jaw making my head fly along with sweat from my head. I take a few step back before finding my footing again. And fast enough that I'm able to dodge the two hooks to my head. As you pressure me closer and closer to the wall I reach out and clinch with your head as I throw a mean right knee up into your lower abs and then pivot my foot. With my foot planted I shift my weight and turn us around driving you into the wall in a reversal of positions. I follow this up with a headbutt to your face.

13:34 Jack_Miller: My uppercut hits the target, making your head snap up and sweat fly. You stumble back but show some impressive movement as you dodge both of my hooks which only hit air. Suddenly you're on me and clinching me up, digging a nasty knee into my clenched abs. I grunt from the blow, growling as your shift us around and push me up against the wall. Your headbutt smacks me between the eyes but our proximity dampens the damage it could have caused. I shake my head out and then slip my right arm over your right shoulder, wrapping my bicep behind your neck to put you in a headlock. I place my left hand on your hips and push to create some distance between our bodies and then slam my knee up into your belly button

13:42 Brad_Jaxon: The sound of my shots to your body Echo throughout the tunnel along with the noise from the observing audience. My heart rate is spiking now as I'm fully into this fight. All of my shots land, but feeling disappointed by my head butt as I was hoping it might do some more damage. You managed to get your I'm around my head as you lock me in for a headlock. Avoiding my neck as I try to keep my chin tucked keeping it difficult for you to lock in a simple guillotine. Watching you as he create some space between us telling me that you're about to throw a knee to my belly. I bring my hands down to catch and block. After that I tried to fire to right upper cuts to your upper abs and plexus area. Then I try to press my body back into you. Trying to shoot my right arm between your legs and grab a hold of your ass. Trying to be rough with my bicep against your balls and my left arm going over your right shoulder as I attempt to lift you up and turn you sideways for a slam.

13:50 Jack_Miller: You block my knee before it's able to connect with your navel, should have known that would be too easy. I take some blows to my own midsection, flexing to absorb as much of the blows as I can. You press your body back towards me and slide your huge arm between my legs. The pressure of your bicep on my groin makes me wince. I suddenly feel the ground disappear underneath my feet as you spin and slam me down into the concrete. I groan loudly as my back hits the pavement, covering my face to block any incoming ground and pound and kicking my right left forward, hoping to hit something vital and keep you at a distance.

13:55 Brad_Jaxon: The wrestling comes in handy as I make good of that slam. Even a couple guys around see your body hit the concrete pretty hard and winds at that sight. From here I see you throwing kicks wildly at my legs. I back off just enough that I'm outside of your range. Trying to catch your feet with each Kick that you throw. I do catch a right foot and throw a stomp into the back of your hamstring near where your hamstring and glute meet. Unable to hold on to your foot for very long I toss it to the side allowing me to Glide up and throw a right Stomp into your ribs after throwing your leg to my right.

14:01 Jack_Miller: Breathing heavily as I recover from the slam. I hear some worried gasps and murmurs from the crowd but this is far from over. You slam a stomp behind my leg making me yelp out and then you toss my leg to the side. I keep rolling with the momentum so your stomp hits the concrete instead of my ribs. I land on my hands and knees, quickly pushing up to my knees and then throwing my right elbow square to your solar plexus. Then I reach both my hands up, grabbing for your head and pull it down and forward hard, trying to throw your body over mine to return the favor.

14:04 Brad_Jaxon: Throwing your leg too hard and giving you momentum to roll as my foot just hits the concrete but kicking up a little dirt in the process. You try to recover as you slam your elbow into my plexus. Grunting out with some pain as I feel that bone connect with my sternum. As you reach your hands up to my head and try to pull me down I sprawl to keep you from getting underneath me. My hands also connect behind your head as I try to pull you down. Both of us damn near to our knees as I Let Go of my right hand and Fire two right upper cuts into your face in retaliation.

14:20 Brad_Jaxon: Throwing your leg too hard and giving you momentum to roll as my foot just hits the concrete but kicking up a little dirt in the process. You get to your feet as I try to take control of you from behind. Throwing your elbow into my plexus holds me from doing anything more as I let out a groan from my mouth. With your hands around my head I try to hold on to your body as you lift me up and throw me over to the pavement. My back hitting the ground hard as well. Groaning after the slam I reach my arms back and grab a hold of your ankles as I look up at you and try to fire my legs up into your body. Whatever might hit. Face, belly, groin, Etc

14:26 Jack_Miller: The sound of your back hitting concrete echoes through the tunnel, joining with the groans from the crowd. Blood start pumping hard through my muscles as the adrenaline of the fight continues to build. You wrap your hands around my ankles to keep me locked in place and use the position to try and kick up your legs into my body, but it's a bad angle. Your legs flail in the air, one of them bouncing off of my chest. I push your legs back down towards the concrete, then lean down over your head and start throwing left and rights down to your face like I'm trying to smash your head into the concrete.

14:31 Brad_Jaxon: I tried to hold my ground and throw some kicks back at you as I hold on to your ankles for leverage. However you turn this against me as you lean over and start to throw hands to my face. The first two shots Hit me hard opening up some blood from my nose as well as some from the back of my head. See you in a few Stars but I let go of the ankles as I bring my arms up to my head to guard against the other punches. I shrimp up to my side and push off of you as I roll away and try to get back up to my feet.

14:32 Jack_Miller: My knuckles slam against your face, causing your to start bleeding. The sight of your blood makes my blood rush through my veins and pushes me to keep punishing you. "That all you got, Brad!?" I tell out to a few cheers from the audience. You release my legs so I shuffle to balance myself better but you quickly roll away as my next fist smashes into the concrete, making me curse "FUCK!". I rub my bruised knuckles, your blood staining them slightly as you get to your feet. I put my fists up by my face and wave you towards me with an intense and cocky look.

14:43 Brad_Jaxon: After I roll away I get up to my feet as Blood starts dripping from my nose to my mouth and onto my chest. I can feel a small trail of blood running down the back of my neck as well. Breathing heavily and sweating like a hog with some insane musk at the moment. I shuffle in closer to you dodging and ducking my head left and right, up and down to make you guess where I might fire next. I go for a fake job and instead Drive a right shovel hook into your left ribs and then an overhand left aimed for the base of your jaw.

14:48 Jack_Miller: We square up as if a new round was about to begin. The blood from your nose starting to paint your chin and chest which makes my cock flex. Both of us sweating heavily now as we fight for dominance. You bob and weave to keep me on my toes and it works - I go to block your jab and instead eat a hook into my ribs. Your fist lands right on my jaw, snapping my head to the side as spit goes flying from my mouth. I reset my head, my lips parted as I relax my jaw from the pain. I lurch forward, throwing a front kick to the center of your abs and then lifting my knee up to your bleeding nose as you double over

14:52 Brad_Jaxon: Both punches land just how I want them. But I can tell I'm losing some steam. Those punches usually make my opponent's a bit more loopy. You fire that front kick to my abs trying to flex them hard only to get caught by that and then the knee up to my face. I'm able to block some of it with my hands but still take some impact. Thankfully, my head doesn't go flying and I'm able to stay bent over enough to charge forward and spare my shoulder into your abs. I grab the back of your thighs as I lift you up and yell charging forward to slam your back into the tunnel wall and then try to drive your body down and slam into the floor with me still on top.

14:58 Jack_Miller: Think I've got you as my kick lands flush and doubles your over, but you block most of my knee. Some of your blood splatters onto my leg as I pull it back. Then you bull rush me, slamming your massive shoulder into my flexed abs and charge with me in your grip. My back smashes against the concrete wall, making me yell out in pain and then before I know it I'm back on the ground. My chest heaves as I suck in air, trying to recover. I squirm and buck so I'm at least able to wrap my legs around your waist in a guard position. I throw a couple of punches at your ribs.

15:03 Brad_Jaxon: My strategy works as I use my body momentum to drive you into the wall and then to the ground. Even with your legs around my waist I'm still feeling pretty comfortable. You try to sit up and throw some punches to my ribs. With your thighs around my waist your area of ribs to strike is limited. As you sit up to throw those punches I throw a straight cross and left hook to your face. Doubting that you'll try to sit up again after that push my hands down to your waist as I get my feet underneath me and start to stand up. With your legs still around my waist I bring my right knee up and start slamming it into your left kidney.

15:10 Jack_Miller: Your combo smashes my face hard, the hook busting my lip. My blood splatters onto the concrete from the impact as my eyes lose focus for a moment. I feel you starting to stand, my lower body being lifted off the ground as my legs remain locked around your waist. Your knee smashes my kidney, making me yell out a loud FUCK! from the painful blow. I release my legs from around your waist and flop to the ground, quickly rolling to my side and scrambling to my feet, stumbling on my way up as I create some distance between us. The blood is spilling from my lip heavily onto the ground beneath me.

15:21 Brad_Jaxon: Taking full advantage of that position to really nail your kidneys. It's painful enough to force you to let go. Creating some space between us as you get back up. I try not to let you get much time to recover or get your bearings. I come in hot bringing my leg up as if I'm going for a front kick with my left leg. But instead I fire it down into your right knee like a Stomp. Then drive my left knee up into your gut . Then I try to pull your head down and drive my left knee up into your face.

15:27 Jack_Miller: You give me no time to recover. I yelp out "ARGH" as your sneaker slams my knee, making me switch up my stance. Distracted by the burning pain in my knee there is little I can do to avoid getting bashed in the stomach by your knee. I let out a gasp and a wad of bloody spit from the impact. I feel the weight of your hands pressing against my skull as you pull my head down, slamming you knee right into my nose and causing it to burst. I'm wobbly on my feet, blood now spilling all over my jaw. I fling my head forward with as much force as I can, desperately trying to headbutt your busted nose.

15:31 Brad_Jaxon: My knee now starts to get painted red after that shot to your face. Both shots from my left leg do a good amount of damage. I can see it in your eyes now that you're having a hard time focusing on me. Both of our noses are leaking like faucets painting our mouths red. I keep my day since just enough to make you think that you can fire against me. You are shaky on your legs. I tease my head forward making you think that you can head butt me. As you throw your head forward I take a step back and fire a right hook directly into your face. I then try to trap your head into my left arm as I attempt to get in a headlock.

15:34 Jack_Miller: My headbutt fails and you slam another fist to my face. Blood splatters from the hit, painting your chest and dripping all over the concrete. My arms go weak, barely staying up in a guard as you wrap your bicep around me and trap my in a headlock. Blood gushes from my face from the pressure, spilling onto the concrete as I try to push on your body to get free.

15:36 Brad_Jaxon: Fresh blood from your face paints my Knuckles and my chest. Holding your head at my side as I keep you in place. Sensing some of your blood running down the side of my torso. I've also got you right where I want you. Holding your head tight I make sure that your head is past my back as I switch my arms to around your neck. I start to lock in a guillotine choke and pressing my forearm into your trachea. Holding it for a few seconds as I arch my back and start to lift you up. Then without warning I throw myself back. Holding you with me as I drive your head into the floor like a DDT.

15:39 Jack_Miller: Starting to gag and choke as you lock in your arm around my throat. Feeling a bit light headed as your arm flexes around my neck. Then suddenly feel a hot flash as my head meets the concrete, a splash of blood pooling under my head as I go limp from the impact.

15:42 Brad_Jaxon: After I throw myself back and the follow-up impact, I quickly get on top of your back and start firing punches to the side and back of your head until I'm tackled quickly by the official blowing his whistle. That's when I noticed that you are out cold. As the official lets me up he grabs my arm and holds it up. Declaring me the victor and moving on to the second round of the tournament. I yell and flex my arms in Victory as I look over to my mates.

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