Step in.

Dash. 

Twist the hips.

His attack was as perfectly executed as could be allowed, the flow of his strength swimming through his arm, arcing through the air! The aim, of course, as his opponent's liver in what was referred to as a 'Liver Blow'. The crowd hummed with excitement, as the swing came. 

Crash!

His fist connected, but not with the flesh of a torso, or the hard bones of a ribcage protecting a high value target. Jake had crouched, taking the hit in the shoulder. It was a solid, direct hit, with a great amount of power behind it. He knew Jake would be feeling that come morning. 

Yet to revel in his success, though his opponent was not crippled, was not an opportunity Tre'Yan was afforded. As the attack connected, and his opponent ducked; he sought to punish him with a vicious left uppercut! No sooner than he swung, a shoulder connected with his midsection, an arm around his legs. 

Tre'Yan knew not if his uppercut had succeeded, because he found himself midair, and then just as suddenly on his back. His opponent had exploited the difference in their styles, and the rules. 

With a double leg takedown.

Tre'Yan was beginning to despise MMA.

Jake was fluid, and quickly excerised his expertise and went into a manuever Tre'yan vaguely recalled was named side control. His left hand was trapped, yet his right hand wasn't. 

Thus.

His fist balled up, and with the little space afforded to him, sent a smashing shot towards the left side of Jake's head. Even with the lack of distance, Tre'yan commanded a considerable amount of strength. His back ached from the takedown, but years of punches to the chest forbade his breath from being knocked away. But it was a damn close call. Just how strong was the MMA fighter?

He also commanded a considerable amount of self awareness. Jake was in a favorable position, one that would allow him any number of transitions or bone wrenching holds; including the vicious Kimura Lock, and the equally brutal Triangle Choke. So with that knowledge, he hoped his hit would dislodge Jake, and if not, he would continue to fire them off until they did, or Jake put him in a position he couldn't get a good shot in from.