"Heh, salmon."
"I'm going to smash every tooth in your mouth. You'll be eating through a tube from now on."
Mayser roared and quickly closed in on Power.
Power hurriedly raised both arms to shield her head, swaying from side to side.
Smack! Smack! Smack!!
Power blocked every punch with her arms.
At the sight, the spectators around them marveled at Power's strength.
"This girl's pretty good!"
"I thought Mayser would knock her out with one punch. Who knew she could keep dodging and even block his punches?"
"This girl's stronger than us men."
"Is it too late to bet on the girl?"
Hearing the chatter below, Mayser merely smiled faintly.
Then he stopped throwing probing punches.
Instead, he swiftly changed his approach.
After fooling Power with a feint, he followed through.
He raised his big foot and kicked Power square in the chest, sending her flying.
Power's body slammed heavily against the cage.
She even dropped a piece of gear.
Her pad fell in the middle of the ring.
"What is that?"
A sharp-eyed spectator below the ring squinted at it.
Everyone turned to look.
"Looks like a bowl."
"What kind of bowl is pink?"
"That kick was so hard, he must've kicked her lung out."
"I know what that is. I've used one myself."
"Huh? A grown man like you has used one?"
"Yes, I have, but I'm not telling you what it is."
"It's obviously a bra pad. You can tell at a glance," another man said, exposing the truth.
"A bra pad!" Everyone finally understood.
"Even boobs are fake these days. Unbelievable."
Inside the octagon, Power noticed that one side of her chest was suddenly bigger than the other.
Only then did she realize she had dropped her gear.
When she tried to retrieve it, Mayser