[The champion of this fighting championship is... Yas from the East Pier District!]
[Let's give him a round of applause!]
On the stage, Yas shook the blood off his fists, his left hand raised high by the referee.
The atmosphere at the scene instantly reached its peak, cheers resounding like thunder.
On the stage, Yas looked towards Uncle Hijet in the audience and gave a slight smile.
[Great, I knew this kid Yas could do it...]
Uncle Hijet's eyes were slightly red, his voice hoarse and choked with emotion.
Watching Yas receive the belt symbolizing the top fighter, his heart was full of gratification.
For him, winning the championship was a dream honor.
However, fate was unkind, and he fell on the journey of pursuing his dream.
But when he saw Yas, the child he had watched grow up, standing in that position...
His heart was at peace.
[By watching the fighting competition, you have gained learning progress.]
