Startled, Chinedu spun around, his hands still down by his side. Before he could open his mouth to protest Jarrett threw a right uppercut to his jaw slamming his mouth shut. He followed it with a series of hooks to the sides of his head, each punch thrown with bad intentions. Chinedu blindly threw an overhand right which connected with Jarrett’s face, forcing him back.

Jarrett no longer cared about being hit anymore and dashed forward to unload another series of punches to Chinedu’s head. Take a hit to give one. His immaculate form was now whittled down to that of a brute, making no attempt to defend himself and just looking to cave Chindedu’s face in.

Chinedu still in shock could only respond with a few desperate punches which landed, but had no effect on Jarrett who kept coming back, coming forward, swarming him with punches. Jarrett felt unstoppable. Every time Chinedu hit him, physically forcing him back, Jarrett made double the effort to get back in Chinedu’s face and hit him again and again.

Those watching the fight began to get excited, shouting support for Jarrett, urging him to “knock him out.” He continued to pummel Chinedu forcing him to try and clinch. Jarrett violently pushed him away, throwing him back against the corner which rattled the ropes on either side. He followed with a hard punch to Chinedu’s stomach which forced the wind out of him, resulting in a forceful exhale.

With this show of weakness Jarrett tried to capitalise, letting loose a flurry of uppercuts to Chinedu’s body, forcing him to lean back against the corner for support. Chinedu threw a right straight to Jarrett’s head, which brutally shook it, but seemed to have no effect.

Jarrett continued to alternate strikes to the head and body, finding he could now pick his shots and still land them with venom. Chinedu instinctively counteracted the huge uppercut he took to his ribs with a right hook to Jarrett’s head.

Chinedu gritted his teeth letting out a painful groan. His face grimaced, and his eyes shut. He brought his hands to his left ribs which sent an agonising shockwave to his brain. They were broken. He then waved his hands signalling he had had enough; he wanted to stop the fight.

When Chinedu opened his watering eyes, he found Jarrett laid out on the canvas his arms extended above his head.

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