The Nigerian charged, throwing wide hooks in a flurry.
Ronny's back touched the cage, his head movement sharp, weaving under the shots.
Two missed, one landed to the body, and Ronny escaped with a stiff right hand counter that snapped Ayo's head back.
The room erupted, teammates slapping the cage, shouting over one another.
Ronny smirked again, spit blood to the floor, and raised his hands.
He tapped Ayo's thigh with another kick, then darted forward with a left-right combination.
Both landed, but as he tried to step off, Ayo cracked him with a counter right that staggered him.
Ronny's legs dipped. His back hit the cage again.
Ayo pressed forward, hammering hooks at the body and head. Ronny shelled up, then slipped out at the last second, circling free.
His breathing was heavier now, chest rising and falling fast.
Ronny steadied himself, threw a teep to the body, then snapped a right hook around the guard. It landed, but Ayo didn't even blink.
