CHAPTER 185

The next day found Romeo stepping into the ring at the bustling Fisticuffs Arena, as his mind was a tumultuous blend of anger and determination.

The arena was alive with noise; the crowd's shouts and cheers reverberated off the walls, creating a chaotic symphony of anticipation and excitement.

Facing him across the ring was Pain Muss, a fighter of average height but endowed with a savage look that belied his stature.

His eyes burned with an intensity that matched the ferocity of his reputation.

As the bell rang, the clash between the two was immediate and fierce. Pain Muss moved with a brutal grace, his every strike precise and powerful.

But Romeo, eager to prove a point, countered the blows with equal ferocity, his moves a blend of technique and raw power.

The crowd roared louder, feeding on the intensity of the match. The air was thick with the smell of sweat and the sound of fists against flesh.

Midway through a heated exchange, Pain Muss managed to land a devastating right ho

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