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    “Who is she anyway? He clearly knows her.”

    “Whatever’s going on, he’s not taking her lightly. This is the fiercest I’ve seen him fight in years.”

    “Yeah, which means that woman must be crazy strong to get the Super Champion to go full throttle.”

    Up on the VIP tform, the handsome man with those icy blue eyes watched Christina closely, his gaze growing sharper by the second. That was her. The woman he’d set his sights on. He looked like a predator who had just spotted the perfect prey. In his mind, he was already picturing what it’d be like to fight her—every move, every strike, every reaction.

    The more he imagined it, the more that subtle smirk curved across his lips. His desire to conquer her—physically, mentally, emotionally—surged to an all-time high.

    Down below, Elliott was locked in, watching Christina like his life depended on it. Then, it hit him. Could she be the Boxing Queen, that elusive, legendary fighter who shot to stardom over one single match a few years back, only to vanish with rumors writing her off as dead after an assassination attempt?

    Elliott didn’t follow boxing much. Racing had always been his thing. And while he knew Skybreaker, who had thrashed him, the Boxing Queen was a whole different myth. Still, it was starting to add up.

    Christina had shocked him more than once already. If she turned out to be both Skybreaker and the Boxing Queen, honestly, he wouldn’t even be surprised anymore. He’d just be in awe. Everyone saw what she did with the Boxing King. And then—bam—the momentnded. Christina had sent the Super Champion crashing down with one clean punch. Elliott’s heart nearly jumped out of his chest. She did it. She won. Perhaps he had guessed right! She might actually be the Boxing Queen.

    Elliott’s eyes were filled with admiration as he watched Christina.

    “Christina won!” Eloise squealed, practically bouncing where she stood. “She actually did it!” She was glowing with admiration. To her, Christina wasn’t just strong—she was invincible.

    And the more Eloise watched Christina, the more obsessed she became. She wanted to be just like Christina—sharp, fearless, untouchable.

    The whole ce was dead silent for a second, and then the crowd erupted.

    “She beat the Super Champion!”

    “I thought it was neck and neck, but then bam—he’s down and out with just one punch!”

    “This woman is a badass! She’s a monster in the ring! I’ve only ever respected one female fighter before this—and that was the Boxing Queen!”

    As cheers exploded all around, Christina calmly pulled off her gloves and walked toward the Super Champion. She extended a hand.

    The Super Champion was still catching his breath, but after a second, he peeled off his own gloves and took her hand. His fingers trembled slightly. His idol—right there in front of him.

    “Cough, cough, cough—” He choked on air as he stood up, eyes full of nothing but reverence. That first loss had already left a mark. This second one? It sealed the deal. She wasn’t just a rival anymore—she was his idol. Someone to chase, maybe forever.

    Just then, a man stepped up to the edge of the ring. His voice was respectful but firm as he addressed Christina. “Miss, our boss invites you over. Please,e with me.”

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