Chapter 870: Unleashing the Predator

Chapter 870: Chapter 870: Unleashing the Predator

Cain stumbled backward, but his legs held. He raised both gloves and attempted to recover his position as Francis advanced.

The UFA champion wasn’t going to waste the opportunity.

He stepped forward with a right hand, followed by a left hook that forced Cain to retreat toward the cage.

"FRANCIS IS POURING IT ON!"

But Cain wasn’t finished.

As Francis loaded up another punch, the UNO champion suddenly changed levels and shot forward, wrapping both arms around his opponent’s legs.

Francis attempted to sprawl, but Cain drove through his defence with tremendous force.

The two crashed to the canvas.

"WHAT A TAKEDOWN!"

Damon’s eyebrows rose.

’Damn. That was powerful.’

Cain immediately worked to establish top position, pressing his weight against Francis while looking to control his hips. Francis wasn’t making things easy, though. He framed against Cain’s neck and began working his way toward the cage.

The UNO champion was heavy on top, using his strength to keep Francis pinned while attempting to advance into a more dominant position. He threw a short punch toward the head, but Francis blocked it with his forearm and continued fighting for space.

"Cain has him down! This is exactly where he wants to be!" Demian exclaimed.

Jon nodded. "He’s a powerful wrestler, and he’s doing a good job using his weight. Francis needs to be careful here because Cain can make life very difficult for him if he settles into this position."

Damon leaned forward, watching closely.

Francis wasn’t panicking.

He kept one arm against Cain’s neck while using his other hand to control the wrist. After a brief struggle, he managed to create enough space to bring one knee underneath his body.

Cain immediately recognised the movement and tried to flatten him out, but Francis had already secured a foothold against the cage.

He pushed.

The strength behind the movement forced Cain to adjust his position, giving Francis enough room to get back onto his knees.

Cain attempted to drag him down again, but Francis turned toward him and drove a powerful shoulder into his chest.

The two men rose together.

"HE’S BACK ON HIS FEET!"

Cain wasn’t about to let him settle.

He immediately reached for another clinch, trying to lock his hands around Francis’s waist. But the UFA champion fought for inside position, secured an underhook and drove his forehead beneath Cain’s jaw.

A short knee slammed into Cain’s thigh.

Then another.

Cain answered with a knee of his own, but Francis caught his leg and shoved him backward, forcing him to regain his balance.

The crowd was getting louder.

"Francis is incredibly strong in there!" Demian shouted.

Jon nodded. "And look at how quickly he recovered from that takedown. Cain had a good position, but Francis refused to stay underneath him."

Francis finally created some separation and stepped back into striking distance.

Cain raised his guard, still composed despite the difficult exchange. He threw a jab, hoping to establish some distance, but Francis brushed it aside and stepped forward with a vicious right hand.

Cain moved his head, barely avoiding the punch.

Francis followed with a left hook that crashed against his guard.

The impact forced Cain to widen his stance to keep his balance.

Francis immediately took advantage, stepping in with another right hand that caught Cain as he tried to circle away.

"OH! WHAT A SHOT!"

Cain attempted to answer with a combination of his own. He fired a right hand and followed with a left hook, forcing Francis to bring his guard up.

For a moment, the UNO champion managed to create some breathing room.

Then Francis stepped through the next punch and buried a left hook into his body.

Cain’s elbows dropped instinctively.

Francis brought his right hand upstairs, catching him beside the head before Cain could restore his guard.

The UNO champion was forced to retreat toward the cage.

"CAIN IS TAKING SOME SERIOUS DAMAGE!"

Damon’s expression had changed.

He had watched Francis fight before, but seeing that kind of power up close was something else. The man’s punches weren’t simply heavy. Even when they didn’t land cleanly, they carried enough force to disrupt an opponent’s balance and ruin their rhythm.

’What the hell is this guy?’

Francis wasn’t giving Cain time to recover.

He followed him toward the cage, cutting off his escape route with measured steps. Cain tried to move along the fence, but Francis caught him with a jab before driving a right hand through his guard.

Cain managed to absorb most of the impact, but the force pushed him back against the fence.

He knew he couldn’t keep exchanging like this.

As Francis stepped in again, Cain suddenly threw a hard right hand, followed by a left hook. It was a desperate attempt to make the champion respect his striking and create an opening for another clinch.

Francis slipped the first punch, but the left hook clipped his guard.

Cain immediately stepped forward, reaching for his waist.

For a brief moment, it looked like he might secure the clinch.

But Francis had already read the entry.

He drove his forearm against Cain’s collarbone, broke the grip and created just enough distance to bring his right hand around.

BOOM!

The punch landed cleanly.

Cain’s head turned sharply, and his feet crossed as he struggled to regain his stance.

"OH MY GOD! FRANCIS JUST CAUGHT HIM!"

The arena erupted.

Francis didn’t rush blindly after him. He stepped forward behind another jab, keeping Cain occupied while waiting for him to raise his guard.

Then he unleashed a short left hook.

Cain tried to block it, but the punch forced his gloves out of position.

The right hand that followed landed with frightening force.

Cain dropped to one knee.

The referee moved closer, ready to intervene, but the UNO champion was still conscious and attempting to get back up.

Francis gave him no chance.

As Cain pushed himself off the canvas, Francis caught him with a short left hook, then drove a devastating right hand through his remaining defence.

Cain crashed back against the canvas.

The referee moved in.

Francis followed him down and began delivering heavy ground-and-pound. The strikes were short and controlled, but each one carried enormous power.

Cain covered his head, attempting to turn onto his side and protect himself. He managed to catch Francis’s wrist briefly, but the UFA champion pulled free and continued attacking.

One punch slipped through the guard.

Cain tried to roll away.

Francis adjusted his position and landed another right hand.

The referee leaned closer, watching carefully.

Cain wasn’t offering much in return, and his attempts to defend were becoming increasingly ineffective.

Francis landed one final heavy punch.

That was enough.

The referee immediately dived between them, grabbing Francis and waving his arms.

"IT’S OVER! THE REFEREE HAS STOPPED THE FIGHT!"

The arena erupted.

"OH MY GOD! WHAT A PERFORMANCE!" Demian screamed. "FRANCIS HAS DESTROYED OMAR CAIN!"

Jon was equally stunned. "Cain managed to take him down early, but once Francis got back to his feet, the entire fight changed. That power is unbelievable! He shut down Cain’s attempts to wrestle, broke through his defence and finished him!"

Francis stood up slowly, his chest rising and falling as he looked toward the referee.

There wasn’t much celebration at first. He simply raised his arms and looked around the arena while the crowd roared his name.

Then he turned toward Cain, who was still receiving attention from the medical staff.

Damon remained seated, his eyes fixed on the heavyweight champion.

A moment earlier, he had been thinking about how exciting this division could become.

Now, he was beginning to understand just how dangerous his next challenge might be.