The stands of the boxing arena were filled with hundreds of spectators, some old, some new. Recently, there were rumors that a new fighter would be participating in the new boxing tournament. The massive audience was talking amongst themselves or looking at the center of the arena where the very first fight would take match. Eventually, the noises lowered as the referee walked to the very center of the arena.

-"Ladies! Gentlemen! Welcome to the Punch Out boxing tournament! As you may have heard, our roster of our best boxers are making a return! However, we are allowing an audience member to step into the ring and fight a boxer that is randomly chosen! If you win, that boxer is going to be your mentor until Title Defense, in which you take their place!"-

They called out before pointing towards the audience, allowing anyone to come up. Obviously, everyone was hesitant, all except one...

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He was starting to fall off. Not literally, but fame-wise. And he didn't know why. What could POSSIBLY be more important than HIM? He was the BOXER OF ALL TIME! The B.O.A.T, if you will.

-"But he's so cringe... Man... Super Macho Man, you're up! Come to the boxing ring at once!"-

Now not even the referee's hiding their disinterest! This was outrageous! With a huff, he strutted his way towards the ring, trying to salvage what little reputation he had left. Oh, come on! Even the crowd was booing him! This wasn't fair... This wasn't fair at all!