Chapitre 290: Nykholm Vs. Ambrose

Ambrose crashed into the cage wall and coughed up blue blood.

'T-the hell?' He groaned loudly and stood up, feeling like he had lost the feeling from half of his face.

'He isn't slow; he was just playing around.'

In the office, Norman watched the fight alone, as Adam had to fight soon.

'Nykholm is the only fighter I know that can tank a few punches from Adam.' Norman's eyes were fixed on Ambrose. 'Nykholm is stronger, faster, and more durable than you. How can you win?'

Near the changing room, Adam watched from the back of the crowd as the fight played out.

'If you defeat him, I'll truly be impressed, Ambrose.'

In the cage, Nykholm sent explosive punches that struck Ambrose like sledgehammers.

Ambrose couldn't do anything to block the attacks and tried desperately to dodge, but the muscular man was somehow way faster than him, always able to land a blow.