Part-293
His oppo, Saimum, stepped onto the mat opposite him, an iy in his eyes that made James’s heart race. They faced each other, the crowd’s noise fading into a distant murmur as they locked eyes, both knowing what was at stake.
“Ready to show me what you’ve got?” Saimum called out, a hint of challenge in his voibsp;
James smirked, adrenaline surging through him. “I’m ready if you are.”
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The referee sighe start of the match, and they immediately engaged, eaoving with practiced precision. James felt the rhythm of the bout flow through him, eaent fluid as he tered Saimum's initial attack. They exged grips, testing each other’s strength and teique.
Saimum was strong, but James had trained hard and was eager to prove himself. The two moved in sync, each dodge and grapple telling a story of rivalry aermination. James focused on Saimum’s footwork, waiting for the moment to strike.
Saimum made a quick jab, but James sidestepped it, using his momentum to sweep Saimum off bahe croed as Saimum stumbled, but he quickly recovered, pivoting with agility that caught James off guard.
The two boys grappled fiercely, their bodies colliding with force as they maneuvered for dominance. James could feel the tension building, the roar of the crowd fading into a distant echo. He was in the zone, his focus razor-sharp.
“Not bad, but you’ll need more than that!” Saimum grunted, attempting a throw that James narrowly avoided.
James grinned, feeling a rush of exhiration. “Just getting started!”
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The match tinued with fierce bad-forth exges, each boy showg their skills. James was quick, relying on speed and agility to evade Saimum’s powerful strikes. Saimum, oher hand, fought with a calm fidence, his movements precise and calcuted.
James mao find an opening, slipping under Saimum's defenses and attempting a ter-throw. For a moment, he felt victorious, but Saimum shifted his weight just in time, tering James’s move and flipping him onto the mat.
The impaocked the breath out of James, and the crowd erupted into cheers and gasps. Saimum’s fidence surged as he secured a hold on James, attempting to pin him down.
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“e on, James!” Ryan shouted, his voice cutting through the noise of the crowd.
James felt a surge of determination at Ryan’s words. He focused, regaining his posure, and in one swift movement, he used his legs to push against Saimum, breaking free from the pin. The two boys rolled apart, both panting but unwilling to back down.
Saimum looked impressed, a flicker of respect shining in his eyes. “You’ve got some fight in you!”
James smirked, wiping sweat from his brow. “I told you I’m just getting started.”
With renewed energy, the two boys engaged once more. This time, James capitalized on his speed, darting in and out of Saimum’s reach. He unleashed a flurry of quick strikes, mixing foot sweeps with upper body maneuvers, testing Saimum’s defenses.
Saimum was relentless, tering with porecision, but James could see the slight fatigue creeping into his oppo’s movements. This was the moment he had been waiting for.
