Placeholder: As the bell tolls, the fighters explode into action, trading bone-crushing blows that reverberate through the arena. The sound of flesh meeting flesh fills the air, mingling with the primal screams of the crowd. Rocky moves with a primal ferocity, his fists like hammers as he unleashes a barrage of punches that test the champion's defenses to their limits. As the bell tolls, the fighters explode into action, trading bone-crushing blows that reverberate through the arena. The sound of flesh meeting flesh fills the air, mingling with the primal screams of the crowd. Rocky moves with a primal ferocity, his fists like hammers as he unleashes a barrage of punches that test the champion's defenses to their limits.

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As the bell tolls, the fighters explode into action, trading bone-crushing blows that reverberate through the arena. The sound of flesh meeting flesh fills the air, mingling with the primal screams of the crowd. Rocky moves with a primal ferocity, his fists like hammers as he unleashes a barrage of punches that test the champion's defenses to their limits.

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As the bell tolls, the fighters explode into action, trading bone-crushing blows that reverberate through the arena. The sound of flesh meeting flesh fills the air, mingling with the primal screams of the crowd. Rocky moves with a primal ferocity, his fists like hammers as he unleashes a barrage of punches that test the champion's defenses to their limits.
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