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He leans forward in his corner, eyes locked with his opponent's...

...He takes her in, she's strong. He feels tired, that last round saw a shift in the balance of power and he knows everyone saw it. Especially her.

His coach chimes in:' You've got to keep u...

As she sits back in her corner, the seriousness resumes...

...in preparation for Round 7... she felt him weaken in those last seconds: her punches are taking their toll on the older male ex-champion and she wants a knockout!!!

The woman thrusts her mighty arms in the air...

...soaking up the adulation of the spectators AND the reporters as the flashbulbs still fire all around the ring, capturing their new heroine of the squared circle. 

This marks the first...

The sight of the clinch lit the air...

...with the flashes of the paparazzi's cameras, which the Svelt Slugger met with a huge smile and a shake of her head to show them that the punch had no effect on her!!! This female warrior knew ho...

His punch threw his weight forward on unsteady legs

...and he stumbled towards his opponent into a clinch: his head pressed against her firm, glistening breasts. He was shaken. DING! The 6th Round comes to an end!

His ring-smarts made him launch a leaping return left hand that found it's mark...

...spraying the Svelt Slugger's sweat over the spectators at ringside. The punch to her jaw turned her head violently, but she recovered quickly: she had lots of energy left and loved a good brawl!...

She follows with a left hook...

...that lands flush on his jaw with an immense thud and drives him back into the corner, his back crashing into the turnbuckles. He was hurt!

With split second timing, she makes him miss...

...His left glove an inch away as it flies by with devastating intent. Her counter uppercut explodes into his jaw, her thighs powering it as she leans back.

The man grunts with pain and the ...

Two simultaneous blows...

...land as each fighter saw their chance. Their bodies react in milliseconds. They both stand strong, still toe to toe at the centre of the ring, both determined to withstand their opponent's punch...

She dances, he stalks...

...The woman is light on her feet, the man keeps the pressure on, moving forward, cutting off the ring. They're tired, but determined: trying desperately to come out with the edge in this round. So...

In a split second, she's on her toes in the centre of the ring...

...the man's punches have taken their toll, but her legs still have plenty of dance in them. The boxers circle eachother, guards high, toe to toe...

He follows with a powerful left hook...

...punishing her for trying to escape. The heavy blow rocks the female boxer and she heads for the centre of the ring with the man in hot pursuit. They'd both suffered damage from this even exchang...

He lands a solid right hand...

...The lightning-quick counter sends her sweat flying into the air and over the patrons and reporters at ringside. The blow backs her into the ropes and she tries urgently to step to the side, away...

He avoids a left hand...

...she throws it fast with the intent to knock him out, but he's quicker. He moves back as her dark leathered missile misses him by inches. He plants his feet at loads up his fists: his head is cle...

Her right hook lands like poetry...

...Everything about it was beautiful: the balletic movement of her shoulders, her taut muscles straining as the blow lands against the resistance of the man's jaw. The trails of light from her smoo...

She lands a stiff right jab...

...turning the man's head, sending spit and sweat flying...

Round 6 goes underway...

...the man paws at her, throwing jabs to establish the right distance. A blow bounces off her forehead, some she slips, another hits her upper chest. She stalks him, guarding with her left, her rig...

Her mouth piece goes in...

...she stares at her male opponent across the ring, ready for battle. DING!

In the male boxer's corner, every second counts...

...his mid-section had been beaten red in that last round and he was feeling the effects of those blows. He's a fighter and has felt this pain before, so he steels himself to take the fight to his ...

At the end of the Round, the fighters are worked on with great urgency by their corners...

The crowd still whistle and cheer in appreciation of the hard fought battle. Sofia's shoulders are being massaged: she's tired at first but the excitement of the knockdown has given her a second wi...

7!..... The man uses the ropes to get onto his knees...

...the crowd don't know how he's managing to get to his feet. He's visibly in pain from the body blows, but he stands. The referee stops the count at 8, checks him over and signals for the fight to...

FLASHBACK: She celebrates with passion, the cameras still flashing...

...the arena is deafening and the female boxer tenses her arms in victory. She keeps her legs in position to preserve the moment as long as she can, their bodies drenched in sweat, the  vanqui...

FLASHBACK: Sofia remembers how the final left hand rolled the man's eyes back and made his legs buckle...

...Sweat flies off him and he falls forward in spectacular fashion, falling between Sofia's legs: his arms hooking over each thigh. His head lolling downwards towards the canvas.

She remember...

1!..... 2!..... she breathes heavily. Her thoughts go to the last time she put a male opponent on the canvas...

...it was in a bout from the previous year. Her first professional fight against a man. That night, in the 4th Round, a left-right-left combination ended the bout. 

She visualises the af...

He's down! He falls forward onto his hands and knees, unable to take anymore punishment.

After 5 unanswered blows, the man could only hit the canvas to escape. His face contorts with pain, taking in deep breaths to restore the oxygen in his lungs. The woman appears to almost stumble, s...

...but she manages to slam an uppercut to his solar-plexus.

She throws it with everything she's got, her powerful thighs driving all her weight into it. The man cries out in pain as the woman's tan gloved missile almost lifts him off the canvas. Her fist go...

A left hook lands to his body...

...her arm swings round and her dark brown glove collides with his side. He holds her head to his body to try and stiffle her attack...

Two blows land...

...his back hits the ropes and he bounces off, due to the force. His left glove buries deep into her right breast, sending droplets of perfumed sweat pluming into the air. 

This doesn't ...

Then a huge over-hand left finds its target...

...her muscles tense to deliver the blow, that sends the man's sweat flying as the force turns his head. Sofia stalks him as he is driven backwards to the ropes...

A sweet uppercut...

...her dark brown leather bullet embeds itself deep into his ribs... her muscles are taut, her thighs powering her punch...