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Goka’s opponent, breathing heavily and swinging wildly, threw a desperate overhand right. Goka slipped it with cold precision and countered with a vicious knee to the body that folded the man in half.

Before he could recover, Goka grabbed the back of his head and unleashed two sharp elbows that opened a cut above the eye. Blood sprayed across the canvas.

The crowd erupted.

As the fighter tried to clinch desperately, Goka spun him around, took his back, and locked in a rear-naked choke with textbook form. He squeezed with relentless, controlled pressure. His opponent struggled for a few seconds, then frantically tapped Goka’s arm.

The referee rushed in.

“It’s over! Goka Nijiku wins by submission!”

Goka immediately released the hold and stood up. He took a few steps back, breathing steady, expression changing from intense focus to something more like pride. A small cut on his own lip trickled blood, but he ignored it. He turned to the crowd eyes scanning for where Zanka was and gave a brief wave.

Goka’s opponent, breathing heavily and swinging wildly, threw a desperate overhand right. Goka slipped it with cold precision and countered with a vicious knee to the body that folded the man in half.

Before he could recover, Goka grabbed the back of his head and unleashed two sharp elbows that opened a cut above the eye. Blood sprayed across the canvas.

The crowd erupted.

As the fighter tried to clinch desperately, Goka spun him around, took his back, and locked in a rear-naked choke with textbook form. He squeezed with relentless, controlled pressure. His opponent struggled for a few seconds, then frantically tapped Goka’s arm.

The referee rushed in.

“It’s over! Goka Nijiku wins by submission!”

Goka immediately released the hold and stood up. He took a few steps back, breathing steady, expression changing from intense focus to something more like pride. A small cut on his own lip trickled blood, but he ignored it. He turned to the crowd eyes scanning for where Zanka was and gave a brief wave.

Goka’s opponent, breathing heavily and swinging wildly, threw a desperate overhand right. Goka slipped it with cold precision and countered with a vicious knee to the body that folded the man in half.

Before he could recover, Goka grabbed the back of his head and unleashed two sharp elbows that opened a cut above the eye. Blood sprayed across the canvas.

The crowd erupted.

As the fighter tried to clinch desperately, Goka spun him around, took his back, and locked in a rear-naked choke with textbook form. He squeezed with relentless, controlled pressure. His opponent struggled for a few seconds, then frantically tapped Goka’s arm.

The referee rushed in.

“It’s over! Goka Nijiku wins by submission!”

Goka immediately released the hold and stood up. He took a few steps back, breathing steady, expression changing from intense focus to something more like pride. A small cut on his own lip trickled blood, but he ignored it. He turned to the crowd eyes scanning for where Zanka was and gave a brief wave.

Goka’s opponent, breathing heavily and swinging wildly, threw a desperate overhand right. Goka slipped it with cold precision and countered with a vicious knee to the body that folded the man in half.

Before he could recover, Goka grabbed the back of his head and unleashed two sharp elbows that opened a cut above the eye. Blood sprayed across the canvas.

The crowd erupted.

As the fighter tried to clinch desperately, Goka spun him around, took his back, and locked in a rear-naked choke with textbook form. He squeezed with relentless, controlled pressure. His opponent struggled for a few seconds, then frantically tapped Goka’s arm.

The referee rushed in.

“It’s over! Goka Nijiku wins by submission!”

Goka immediately released the hold and stood up. He took a few steps back, breathing steady, expression changing from intense focus to something more like pride. A small cut on his own lip trickled blood, but he ignored it. He turned to the crowd eyes scanning for where Zanka was and gave a brief wave.

Goka’s opponent, breathing heavily and swinging wildly, threw a desperate overhand right. Goka slipped it with cold precision and countered with a vicious knee to the body that folded the man in half.

Before he could recover, Goka grabbed the back of his head and unleashed two sharp elbows that opened a cut above the eye. Blood sprayed across the canvas.

The crowd erupted.

As the fighter tried to clinch desperately, Goka spun him around, took his back, and locked in a rear-naked choke with textbook form. He squeezed with relentless, controlled pressure. His opponent struggled for a few seconds, then frantically tapped Goka’s arm.

The referee rushed in.

“It’s over! Goka Nijiku wins by submission!”

Goka immediately released the hold and stood up. He took a few steps back, breathing steady, expression changing from intense focus to something more like pride. A small cut on his own lip trickled blood, but he ignored it. He turned to the crowd eyes scanning for where Zanka was and gave a brief wave.

Goka’s opponent, breathing heavily and swinging wildly, threw a desperate overhand right. Goka slipped it with cold precision and countered with a vicious knee to the body that folded the man in half.

Before he could recover, Goka grabbed the back of his head and unleashed two sharp elbows that opened a cut above the eye. Blood sprayed across the canvas.

The crowd erupted.

As the fighter tried to clinch desperately, Goka spun him around, took his back, and locked in a rear-naked choke with textbook form. He squeezed with relentless, controlled pressure. His opponent struggled for a few seconds, then frantically tapped Goka’s arm.

The referee rushed in.

“It’s over! Goka Nijiku wins by submission!”

Goka immediately released the hold and stood up. He took a few steps back, breathing steady, expression changing from intense focus to something more like pride. A small cut on his own lip trickled blood, but he ignored it. He turned to the crowd eyes scanning for where Zanka was and gave a brief wave.

Goka’s opponent, breathing heavily and swinging wildly, threw a desperate overhand right. Goka slipped it with cold precision and countered with a vicious knee to the body that folded the man in half.

Before he could recover, Goka grabbed the back of his head and unleashed two sharp elbows that opened a cut above the eye. Blood sprayed across the canvas.

The crowd erupted.

As the fighter tried to clinch desperately, Goka spun him around, took his back, and locked in a rear-naked choke with textbook form. He squeezed with relentless, controlled pressure. His opponent struggled for a few seconds, then frantically tapped Goka’s arm.

The referee rushed in.

“It’s over! Goka Nijiku wins by submission!”

Goka immediately released the hold and stood up. He took a few steps back, breathing steady, expression changing from intense focus to something more like pride. A small cut on his own lip trickled blood, but he ignored it. He turned to the crowd eyes scanning for where Zanka was and gave a brief wave.

Goka’s opponent, breathing heavily and swinging wildly, threw a desperate overhand right. Goka slipped it with cold precision and countered with a vicious knee to the body that folded the man in half.

Before he could recover, Goka grabbed the back of his head and unleashed two sharp elbows that opened a cut above the eye. Blood sprayed across the canvas.

The crowd erupted.

As the fighter tried to clinch desperately, Goka spun him around, took his back, and locked in a rear-naked choke with textbook form. He squeezed with relentless, controlled pressure. His opponent struggled for a few seconds, then frantically tapped Goka’s arm.

The referee rushed in.

“It’s over! Goka Nijiku wins by submission!”

Goka immediately released the hold and stood up. He took a few steps back, breathing steady, expression changing from intense focus to something more like pride. A small cut on his own lip trickled blood, but he ignored it. He turned to the crowd eyes scanning for where Zanka was and gave a brief wave.

Goka’s opponent, breathing heavily and swinging wildly, threw a desperate overhand right. Goka slipped it with cold precision and countered with a vicious knee to the body that folded the man in half.

Before he could recover, Goka grabbed the back of his head and unleashed two sharp elbows that opened a cut above the eye. Blood sprayed across the canvas.

The crowd erupted.

As the fighter tried to clinch desperately, Goka spun him around, took his back, and locked in a rear-naked choke with textbook form. He squeezed with relentless, controlled pressure. His opponent struggled for a few seconds, then frantically tapped Goka’s arm.

The referee rushed in.

“It’s over! Goka Nijiku wins by submission!”

Goka immediately released the hold and stood up. He took a few steps back, breathing steady, expression changing from intense focus to something more like pride. A small cut on his own lip trickled blood, but he ignored it. He turned to the crowd eyes scanning for where Zanka was and gave a brief wave.

Goka’s opponent, breathing heavily and swinging wildly, threw a desperate overhand right. Goka slipped it with cold precision and countered with a vicious knee to the body that folded the man in half.

Before he could recover, Goka grabbed the back of his head and unleashed two sharp elbows that opened a cut above the eye. Blood sprayed across the canvas.

The crowd erupted.

As the fighter tried to clinch desperately, Goka spun him around, took his back, and locked in a rear-naked choke with textbook form. He squeezed with relentless, controlled pressure. His opponent struggled for a few seconds, then frantically tapped Goka’s arm.

The referee rushed in.

“It’s over! Goka Nijiku wins by submission!”

Goka immediately released the hold and stood up. He took a few steps back, breathing steady, expression changing from intense focus to something more like pride. A small cut on his own lip trickled blood, but he ignored it. He turned to the crowd eyes scanning for where Zanka was and gave a brief wave.

Goka’s opponent, breathing heavily and swinging wildly, threw a desperate overhand right. Goka slipped it with cold precision and countered with a vicious knee to the body that folded the man in half.

Before he could recover, Goka grabbed the back of his head and unleashed two sharp elbows that opened a cut above the eye. Blood sprayed across the canvas.

The crowd erupted.

As the fighter tried to clinch desperately, Goka spun him around, took his back, and locked in a rear-naked choke with textbook form. He squeezed with relentless, controlled pressure. His opponent struggled for a few seconds, then frantically tapped Goka’s arm.

The referee rushed in.

“It’s over! Goka Nijiku wins by submission!”

Goka immediately released the hold and stood up. He took a few steps back, breathing steady, expression changing from intense focus to something more like pride. A small cut on his own lip trickled blood, but he ignored it. He turned to the crowd eyes scanning for where Zanka was and gave a brief wave.