Bully Lord

Part-182

The two fighters danced in a deadly rhythm, each probing for weaknesses in the other’s defenses. Jeren, though less trained, compensated for his lack of technique with raw aggression, while Ryan remained cool-headed, relying on his skill and precision to stay in control.

"Not bad," Jeren said, backing 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 next round. Jeren came in fast, this time launching a series of rapid strikes aimed at Ryan’s torso. Ryan blocked and deflected most of the blows, but Jeren managed to land a solid punch on his shoulder, forcing him to take a step back.

Ignoring the sharp pain in his shoulder, Ryan moved in quickly, seizing the opportunity when Jeren’s balance 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 done yet. His body, despite the pain and the impact of the fall, was still a formidable weapon. He twisted his torso violently, using his superior size and strength to break free from Ryan's hold. His muscles rippled beneath his skin as he exerted himself, his efforts a testament to his resilience and determination. He shoved Ryan off him, scrambling to his feet with a grunt, his breathing heavy but his eyes filled with a renewed intensity. 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 glanced 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 needed to finish this before things got worse.

Jeren lunged at 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, Ryan executed a flawless 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 knee to Jeren’s chest, knocking the wind out of him and pinning him to the ground.

Jeren struggled beneath Ryan’s weight, his face contorted in pain and frustration. He tried to wriggle 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.