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theanticool · 2 months
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cerealsensei · 5 months
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Gokhan Saki TKO's Daniel Ghita At Glory 6
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thefightjournal · 3 months
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Rico Verhoeven vs. Tariq Osaro (Heavyweight Title Bout) - Glory Collision 6
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glorykickboxinghyd · 1 year
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lichqueenv4 · 2 years
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Glory kickboxing比賽重量級第三次對決🥊 壞孩子Badr Hari在第三回合兩次被擊倒 Alistair Overeem以3:0一致判定擊敗Badr Hari #賽後GLORY重量級王者RicoVerhoeven #AlistairOvereem近距離對視😎 #有機會看見兩大強者對決🔥 #落敗的BadrHari賽後發表將要引退 #Kickboxing #踢拳 #キックボクシング #shootboxing #站立綜合格鬥 #MartialArts #武術 #MMA #綜合格鬥 #Muaythai #泰拳 #ムエタイ(在 MCSF 中國香港綜合搏擊運動總會) https://www.instagram.com/p/CjekoRiPJRP/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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randyloth · 2 years
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Watching #glory #kickboxing https://www.instagram.com/p/Cjd6OO7qZxm/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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theanticool · 10 months
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Reem has announced his retirement. The former K-1 WGP champion, Strikeforce and Dream heavyweight champ has called it a career. He’s also said he’s vegetarian now. Good on him.
Realizing that a lot of y’all might not have seen it in 2010, so if you get the chance go watch through Reem’s run in the K-1 Grand Prix.
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kickboxingcahsports · 2 years
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Heavy weight Sjoerd "The Gigant" from kickboxing CAH SPORTS HEERENVEEN is ready for his match..@Fight Fans Amsterdam.🔥👊🏽💪🏽 #fight #fightfans #kickboxing #cahsports #kickboksen #muaythai #kickbokseninheerenveen #amsterdam #vosgym #ko #tko #ringsport #kickboxingmatch #k1 #glory (bij Heerenveen, Netherlands) https://www.instagram.com/p/CdSp0PzDRqe/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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plugonetwo · 19 days
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Glory Kickboxing & Muay Thai Fighter: Josh Aragon Interview | Plug One T...
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thefightjournal · 4 months
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GLORY 89: Petch vs. David Mejia (Featherweight Championship Bout)
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defensefilms · 1 year
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UFC 287: Adesanya VS Pereira 2 Preview
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I am getting really tired of these “hole in my stomach” feelings heading into these UFC fights and I can only hope that Kamaru Usman was the worst of it.
Israel Adesanya is my final hope.
At one time 3 African fighters held championships in the UFC, and now none do.  Adesanya’s UFC 287 rematch represents the last hope to restore some glory to the continent, and it couldn’t be against a worse opponent.
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For all intents and purposes, Alex Pereira is a beast. Every time I see him, he reminds me of Tong-Po, from the Jan Claude Van Damme movies because he is an absolute villain and a beast of a fighter.
However, the fact that he’s a beast, is exactly the problem.
Several people within MMA, as well as anyone with eyes in their head, knows that Alex Pereira is not a natural middleweight.
The reality is that, for the 3rd time Adesanya is being matched up with a guy that’s the size of a light heavyweight, and that’s what the UFC has resorted to in order to find some way to displace arguably the greatest middleweight of all time.
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What this brings in to question, is how much should a fighter be allowed to cut weight.
As good a Pereira looks, I have him placed alongside Khamzat Chimaev in the category of weight bully fighters, who really should be competting in heavier weight divisions but are able to cut weight to be considered middleweight and welterweight respectively.
I have no interest in watching weight bully nonsense.
Take for instance, the boy, Jon Jones, I have mixed feelings about Jon Jones personally, but he did move up in weight to compete at heavy.
The issue with expecting everyone to do that, is that, gianing weight or moving up, takes longer than losing weight or cutting weight. It’s an issue others have pondered and Chael Sonnen has gone as far as to call it sanctioned cheating, when a fighter is cutting too much weight and essentially giving themselves an edge provided they can maintain a certain level of strength and conditioning.
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And to add another layer, there is the actual history between Adesanya and Pereira, a history that spans almost 10 years in 2 different combat disciplines.
The stat that obviously haunts the Adesanya fans, like myself, going in to this one is the fact that Adesanya is 0-3 against Pereira throughout thier pro careers in Kickboxing and MMA.
That’s the issue here.  Alex Pereira takes away, or at the very least evens out the advantage Izzy usually has in in the stand-up game. 
Jorge Masvidal was on the Joe Rogan podcast, and he noted Pereira’s size and how that serves to also negates the takedown option as far as Izzy is concerned. In the same interview, Jorge Masvidal also talks about the difference in speed and power when you are moving up in weight.
Personally, I have a bunch of issues with this. 
Alex Pereira has a 7-1 record in MMA, and I honestly think his road to a championship opportunity was shortnened by the fact that Izzy was the champ in his division and he beat him in Kickboxing. 
Pereira has not beaten any of the other top middleweights in the division and while I think that has more to do with match making and the UFC maintaining fan interest by ensuring new fights in the event of a Pereira victory, it’s a shortcut for sure. 
The stats from thier first encounter at UFC 281 paint a slightly more rosy picture, and show Izzy winning the 2nd, 3rd round and 4th rounds after and even first round, before Pereira pulls off one of the great 5th round come backs in UFC history.
Adesanya, during his press conference on Wednesday, showed full awareness of how he needed to keep the pressure in in every round, and also fully aware that this is probably his last title shot for a long time.
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lichqueenv4 · 2 years
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the-melting-world · 2 years
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Smells Like Teen Spirit | Khlee von Heine
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~ In which a strong challenger faces a crucible…
or, in which Khleo discovers her fighting spirit...
This fic takes place when Khleo is about 17 years of age.
Music: "Smells Like Teen Spirit" by Nirvana
cw: violence, mentions of blood
~ 1.5k words
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It was late. Very late. 
Khleo carefully wrapped her hands in cloth the way she had seen the street fighters wrap theirs before a fight.
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“What are these, Khlee?” Hans had asked earlier that day.
“Regalia, Papa. All the strongest fighters wear them.”
Hans set the colorful cords and headband off to the side.
“Hear me, Khleo. I’ve been around fighters for a long time. Ever since your mother and I first moved to this city. The glory and the adoring fans… those things can make you blind to how it really is. Fighters don’t get any reward in the end. Just crushed bones and broken spirits.”
“But…” Khleo’s words didn’t want her to use them. So she thought to herself.
But my bones grow back.
“Papa, you’re talking about gladiators. They’re not the same as kickboxers. That’s what I want to be.”
Hans shook his head, eyes soft with patient denial. “They are all the same, Leo.”
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Khleo had not lost her temper with her father. Instead, she waited until night came. Now, wrapping her knuckles up in near darkness, she prepared herself.
For Khleo had something to prove. 
She didn’t fight for glory. Just as she didn’t dance for attention. To think that she did was almost insulting. The fight – the dance – they compelled Khleo. Each offered itself as an opening for all of those words that refused to be held or spoken. 
Khleo’s words had to go somewhere.
The young fighter slipped on the poncho that Magda had made for her, hiding the definition in her arms under a patchwork of fabric. They would stay there until it was time. Until she really needed them.
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Khleo’s body was the shortest in the room. If one could even call it a room. It was more like a pit. 
All you could smell was sweat and soggy gravel. Whether the blows that landed were solid or slanting, there weren’t even enough lanterns to illuminate all the action.
But Khleo didn’t need to see it all. Over the crowd of fighters goading and hyping up their comrades in the ring, Khleo listened.
What she heard surprised her.
The sharp landing of bones in the elbows and knees colliding. Shins taking on blows like shields that the gladiators on the surface might carry.
And when Khleo was able to catch a glimpse, what she saw took her breath away.
She wanted to leap like that – legs tucked under with knees fanned out like a pair of torpedoes.
Khleo imagined using those torpedoes to grapple with her opponent until one of them hit the floor first. She wanted to know what it was like. To know that it was coming and brace herself for it. To slam against their own footprints and wrestle on.
To then get back up.
Do it again.
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“First time?”
They said that they could tell because of how fired up Khleo seemed. She made them wonder if she had jumping beans in her calves, they said.
“You know the rules, right?”
The crowd parted for Khleo.
“If it’s your first time, then you have to fight.”
Khleo walked the path of gravel and sand until she reached the threshold where she had to remove her shoes.
Someone asked for her weight class and she said she didn’t know. Someone in the crowd yelled a suggestion. Featherweight most likely.
To be sure, the ringmaster picked her up and swore under their breath.
“Featherweight my foot!” 
They marked her down as a middleweight and asked her what the hell she was hiding under her poncho. When she faltered, they asked, “You got a name, kid?”
She told them.
“No, no. Like a ring name. The one you use whenever you fight.”
She didn’t have one. Did that mean they were going to kick her out? Would they take it all back and make her go away?”
“S’alright, lass. Just stand right over there and wait for your challenger.”
The jumping beans in Khleo’s calves were back. The crowd murmured when Khleo made no move to take off her poncho. To shake off the nerves, she entered a deep squat and stretched the way she’d seen other fighters do.
Someone else finally entered the ring and did the same. From there he entered a pre-fight ritual. One where he visited four spots of the outer ring and bowed his head to his wrists as if in prayer. Then he came to the center, sank to his knees, bowed, bobbed on his heels, and bowed again.
He rolled his wrists and rose to his feet with gentle hops and easy swings of the heel. Like he was sweeping off the jitters.
Khleo wondered if he would show her this dance should she ask.
When they were fighting, he seemed all too aware of her inexperience. But the challenger never mocked her, meeting each of her blows with some level of caution. 
“She fights with her arms crossed over her chest,” He told the ringmaster when the fight was over.
Khleo looked down at her oversized poncho. How did he know?
Later that night the challenger did agree to show her the ritual dance.
Wai Kru, he called it. There’s lots of ways to do it. Find one and make it your own.
Khleo didn’t get the epic takedown she was hoping for that night, but she valued everything she learned.
And she kept coming back.
Each opponent taught her something new. The veterans watched for her arms like hawks. But Khleo kept them close, opting to duck or dodge if someone swung for her head.
Only during the day when she was alone in her room would she bring them out from under the poncho. She practiced those elbow attacks and strikes with the outer edge of her forearms.
The pit fighters started calling her the Little Dancer. Khleo wasn’t sure how she felt about that.
One time, a veteran spoke up for her. “That’s not her name.” She gave Khleo a sidelong glance. “Truth is, she hasn’t shown us her true colors yet.”
Khleo shared a quiet smile with the veteran. That night on the walk home, she decided that it was time.
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“I want to change my weight class.”
The ringmaster sort of scoffed upon hearing Khleo’s request. But he honored it anyway and set her up with a challenger almost three times her size.
The pit was packed for this fight. The screams were deafening.
Khleo performed her Wai Kru, channeling her focus. Meanwhile, her challenger taunted her. You get ones like that sometimes. Fighters had many ways of intimidating their opponents. This one’s style was to toss out digs and insults meant to fluster her.
When it came time to face the challenger, Khleo, for the first time ever, did not fold her arms in an effort to make herself appear smaller.
Tonight she brought them up, elbows high. Just like the vets.
The hem of Khleo’s poncho slipped away, gathering around her collar and revealing the truth.
The noise in the pit died as soon as they all saw what their Little Dancer had hidden this whole time. This fight was not a test to see if Khleo could earn her spot among the heavyweights.
Khleo was the test.
“How strong are you?”
The pit was quiet enough for Khleo’s rasp to become an echo.
“Stronger than me?”
An eager smile broke across the fighter’s freckled features. She hoped the challenger would understand.
Don’t hold back. 
Knees.
You better fight me
Elbows.
like you mean it!
Kicks.
Followed by airborne grapples. 
Khleo lost a tooth. It grew back while she was losing another.
Everyone rejoiced when she landed an elbow to the challenger’s brow. His skull was hard where her bone connected. Both were running rivers of blood.
Both fighters fought in spite of ugly bruised shins and knuckles in need of re-taping. They jammed their fingers. Reset them on their own, biting back their whimpers and their howls. They grit their teeth and flung themselves at each other, only to jam their joints again.
The challenger was big, but Khleo was light on her feet and beautiful to watch. Was she a distraction, the challenger wondered. Or a true test of strength?
Was this fight even fair?
Yes, Khleo bled just as much as he. She staggered under the weight of exhaustion just like him. She made mistakes. She got knocked down.
But… whenever she got back up, somehow in the gloom of broken lanterns, under the gloss of shared sweat and blood, Khleo looked stronger every time she came back from a hit.
This kid loved the fight too much to give in. She was happy here.
How strong are you?
Khleo used the challenger’s chest to kick off into the cavernous sky. She twisted midair, her great arms steadying her. Keeping her aloft. 
Knees first, she came down on his face.
Stronger than me?
Even if he was, it didn’t matter.
The Crucible was always meant to win.
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Character Intro: Bia (Kingdom of Ichor)
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Nicknames- The Mean Machine by Kratos
O Great One by Zelus
My Strong Girl by Styx
Age- 18 (immortal)
Location- Solar district, New Olympus
Personality- Much like her sister, Bia is very brash and outspoken. Unlike Nike however, she's not really confident in her standing as a minor god or even in her family. She’s single.
She has the standard abilities of a goddess except shapeshifting. Being the goddess of force and power, one of her abilities include fyrosokinesis- being able to generate & manipulate force-field energy. She also has the power of flight, due to her amber colored wings.
At her place, she has an extensive sword collection. She shares an apartment with her sister in the Solar district.
Bia hasn't told anyone (except for Zelus) that she's jealous of Nike- for her close relationship with their father & the increasing acclaim and attention she's been getting from the outside, despite their status as "C-List goddesses." Because of this, she has gotten more closer to her mom Styx, feeling that she understands her more.
In the pantheon, she’s good friends with Zeus, Ailuros (goddess of cats & warfare), Lyssa (goddess of rage & frenzy), Methe (goddess of drunkenness), Alala (goddess of the war cry), Dike (goddess of justice), Mania (goddess of insanity), Hermes, Athena (goddess of wisdom), and Artemis (goddess of the hunt & moon). She's also close with her brothers, Zelus (god of envy, jealousy, & zeal) more than Kratos (god of strength).
Bia is not as close as she used to be with her father Pallas (Titan god of battle & warcraft)
One of her favorite gifts has been a pair of silver sword shaped earrings given by Zelus.
Bia was trained under Palaestra (goddess of wrestling); who was also her mentor. She doesn't have any businesses (aside from a semi-pro female wrestling team that she's the captain of), so most of her income comes in by working for Zeus (in his various companies) and by modeling. She has modeled for his lingerie brand Heavenly Spark. Bia also models for Hot Intoxication, La Petit Amour, and Olive Visibly. There's a huge billboard downtown of her (as well as a few other models) all dolled up wearing scantily clad lacy lingerie. A bunch of accidents have happened due to "distracted drivers."
She loves using the Glory's Crown olive oil curling glaze for her long thick curly hair.
Some of her favorite treats include the roasted pork sandwich (using brioche bread & extra mustard and mozzarella cheese) from The Bread Box, cheddar jalapeño potato chips, and green apple flavored sour straws.
Her go-to drink is an appletini. She also likes rum & coke, mojitos, ginger ale, and a cuba libre (a drink made with cola, white rum, & lime juice).
Her favorite ice cream flavors are pistachio and mint chocolate chip!
In her downtime, Bia likes to stay active whether it's through sword fighting, kickboxing, mixed martial arts, karate, kung-fu, muay thai, and wrestling. She also likes playing video games, watching movies & TV, and listening to music. Bia looks forward to visiting her mother Styx (Titaness of hatred) in the Underworld. They go out for drinks, then karaoke, and afterward cooks for her (despite being "cooking intolerant"), making the meal well. Her favorite dishes are the curry rice, spiced chickpea salad, spinach & feta borek and roasted eggplant with couscous. She also likes spicy barbeque wings with large cajun fries from Olympic Chef.
Bia has met her mom's current boyfriend, Phlegethon (Titan god of fire). She thinks he's a pretty cool guy who makes way too many un-funny fire puns. She enjoyed his spicy sancocho and fried plantains when she came over for dinner a few weeks ago.
"I'm not just a pretty face with a nice ass. If you cross me, I'll break you."
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