Boxing God-Chapter 242: Fight On, Brave Warrior

At the following press conference, Jason Luo abandoned his usual restraint and met David Morell’s provocations head-on, firmly declaring his absolute confidence in victory.
Morell fired back, his sarcasm and barbs igniting a tense, fiery atmosphere between them.
Jason’s decision to take a more aggressive stance this time had been carefully discussed by the coaching team.
Every phase in a boxer’s career has its own strategy. When Jason first entered the professional circuit, he had to keep a low profile—playing the underdog to earn a title shot. But now that he stood at the top, there was no reason to hold back.
After becoming champion, there are only two goals: unify all four major titles or dominate the division completely. In short—crush every challenger and become the undisputed king.
So now, unlike before, Jason needed to project overwhelming confidence and strength.
His bold demeanor at the press conference surprised many. Most people had expected that, with his condition not yet fully recovered, he’d be underprepared and lacking in momentum. Instead, he radiated sharp energy and unshakable determination, as though victory were already his. This sudden shift added new intrigue to the upcoming fight...
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When Carl heard that Jason Luo had officially challenged for the title, he grew anxious. “That was fast! Has this kid gone crazy? Going for the championship this soon—it’s a waste of such a good opportunity!”
But De La Hoya disagreed. “Don’t underestimate him, Carl. This kid’s clever—maybe even your biggest future rival. For now, though, we should root for him. If he wins the belt, it brings you one step closer to your unification dream.”
Carl nodded. “That would be perfect. Maybe we should head to Monaco and study him in person—he’s changed a lot lately. Also, we need to pick up the pace. I want to challenge Andre as soon as possible.”
Hoya smiled. “Relax. I’ve already sent people to negotiate. We’ll try to arrange the fight within a month. You just focus on training. As for Monaco, I’ve already booked the tickets. We’ll go together—I’m curious about this kid too.”
The upcoming championship bout had taken the boxing world by storm. It would be the first time in history that a fighter of Asian descent challenged for the Super Middleweight title—something almost unheard of in that division.
Japanese middleweight champion Ryota Murata, South Korean welterweight champion Lee Chenxi, and Iranian contender Morangit all sent messages of support, hoping Jason Luo would claim victory in his debut title fight. Even two days before the match, Pacquiao publicly announced he would attend in person!
Under the heavy promotion of BX Promotions, posters flooded Chinatowns across major cities, and the internet and social media were abuzz. Communities everywhere were rallying behind Jason Luo’s historic challenge.
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On August 3rd, Jason Luo departed for Monaco. Upon arrival, he trained exclusively indoors—there were too many ers waiting outside, and every minute of his time was precious.
Peeking through the blinds at the crowd outside, Raul laughed. “Mr. Rod, I think it’s time you get this kid some bodyguards. You can’t count on just us two old men!”
Rod lit a cigar. “Absolutely. I’ve done the math—if Jason beats Morell, his market value will skyrocket at least tenfold. Add all the sponsorships and endorsements on top... not bad, huh?”
Raul’s eyes gleamed. As Jason’s original agent, that meant he’d be raking in profits too. “Ha! Looks like our golden days are just beginning!”
Coach Brown was clearly unimpressed. “You two money-hungry fools, get lost! We haven’t even finalized our fight plan, and you’re already counting your earnings? What, do you think Morell’s made of straw?”
Rod and Raul exchanged grins. “We just believe in Jason! Besides, Coach, you’ve analyzed every one of Morell’s moves these past weeks. With preparation like this, how could we lose?”
Brown frowned. “That kind of thinking is dangerous. No matter how detailed our plan is, stay cautious. Jason, your opponent’s human, not a robot—he won’t follow the script. Once you’re in the ring, it all depends on your instincts.”
“Also, remember—he insisted on a rematch clause. That means he still thinks he’s got a chance. Don’t let that bother you. Once you step up there, fight fierce, fight hard, and show the world your dominance! Use this match to prove your authority and presence. Understood?”
Jason stood up. “Don’t worry, Coach. I’ve waited a long time for this. I won’t mess it up.”
“Not enough! Say it louder—with me: I am the champion! Unstoppable!”
“I am the champion! Unstoppable!”
“No matter how strong your opponent is—find his position, and smash him apart!”
“Smash him! Smash him!”
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Fired up by Brown’s commanding voice, Jason’s fighting spirit soared to its peak. He felt like a grenade about to explode—ready to storm the ring and end the fight with a single punch!
Monte Carlo, a small city within the Principality of Monaco, may have only 33,000 residents, but it holds a special place in Europe.
It’s a world-famous resort and gambling city, home to the greatest circus venues, music halls, tennis Masters, F1 Grand Prix, and rally races. And now, it was about to host another spectacle—Jason Luo’s WBA title challenge.
The next morning at 9 a.m., legendary boxing announcer Jimmy Lennon took the stage. The moment had arrived.
“Ladies and gentlemen! The WBA Super Middleweight World Championship is about to begin! Many experts believe this fight could reshape the entire super middleweight division, as the challenger is a rising boxer from Chicago! Now, please welcome the 19-year-old undefeated prodigy, The Wonder Kid from Chicago—Jason Luo! If he wins tonight, he will become the youngest WBA champion in history!”
Moments later, Jason Luo entered the arena in dazzling fashion, flanked by six elegant ring girls.
Thousands of cheering fans rose to their feet, applauding wildly. The Monte Carlo venue could only seat about 30,000 spectators, yet the event had drawn massive global attention. With tickets sold out instantly and celebrities, media giants, and boxing elites filling the stands, only a few thousand lucky fans had managed to get in—many through raffles or overpriced resales.
“And now, let us welcome the reigning WBA Champion—from Italy—David Morell! Tonight, expectations weigh heavily on him. If he successfully defends his title, a rematch with Prant will be inevitable. For both fighters, this match is critical! Let us send them off with the blessings of the War God—fight on, for victory belongs to the brave!”