Eden Cohen Vs Dua Lipa (non-title)
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Eden Cohen vs. Dua Lipa (Non-Title)
(Results: Lookout!, Words: Caspian)
Eden:
(25, 5’10, 22:11 FCBA, VIXENs)
Dua:
(28, 5’8, 22:13 FCBA, Girls Friday)
BEFORE:
Location: The Grand Lounge, Jumeirah Al Naseem Hotel, Dubai.
The Grand Lounge, an opulent room adorned with golden accents and plush seating, fills rapidly with journalists and photographers, all eager to get the best shots and sound bites for their publications. Banners from both stables hang from the walls, as well as promotional posters featuring all the fighters. The Jumeirah Al Naseem Hotel, with its grandeur, is the perfect setting for a press conference of this magnitude.
As the noise level begins to rise, the announcer’s voice booms, "Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome to the stage, from the VIXENs, Eden Cohen!"
Eden strides confidently onto the stage, her tall frame dressed in a tight-fitting, black dress that accentuates her toned physique. The crowd erupts in a mix of cheers and jeers.
Next, the voice continues, "And from Girls Friday, your current Lightweight Champion, Dua Lipa!"
Dua makes her entrance, oozing charisma. Clad in a sharp white pantsuit, she wears the air of a champion, giving the audience a queenly wave as she takes her seat opposite Eden.
The tension in the room feels as though one could cut it with a knife. Once both fighters are seated, the questioning begins. A reporter stands up, directing his question at Eden, "Eden, after your recent KO loss to Bridget Satterlee, do you think you're in the right mental state to face a champion like Dua?"
Without missing a beat, Eden fires back, "That was one fight. Everyone has off days. And if Dua thinks she’s going to get the same Eden, she’s in for a shock. Besides," she smirks, "it's funny how she's too scared to put her title on the line against me."
Dua chuckles, "Eden, dear, you're still picking yourself off the canvas from your last fight. Maybe when you can stay upright for more than a few rounds, I'll consider it."
Eden's eyes flash, "You're just running scared. If I'm such an easy opponent, why not put that title on the line? Afraid of losing it to someone you consider beneath you?"
Before Dua can reply, another reporter interjects, "Dua, your stable has had mixed success in the Stable War thus far. Do you feel the pressure going into this fight?"
Dua, always poised, responds, "Pressure is a privilege. It's what champions thrive on. Eden may be a formidable opponent, but I've faced and defeated tougher fighters than her."
Eden, leaning forward, fires back, "Keep downplaying me, Dua. It’ll make it even sweeter when I beat you down in front of the world. And everyone will know you hid behind the non-title clause."
The fighters glare at each other, the animosity evident. Just as things seem like they might escalate, the moderator steps in, trying to redirect the focus, "Ladies, can we expect a clean fight at Jumeirah Beach?"
Dua, smirking, responds, "As clean as it can be when I'm knocking Eden into the sand."
Eden, undeterred, replies, "Dream on. Enjoy this little reign of yours. After our fight, everyone will see you as the paper champion you really are."
The exchange continues, both fighters hurling barbs at each other, making it clear that their upcoming bout is not to be missed.
Moments later, after the fiery words at the press conference, all eyes were on the center stage for the pre-fight staredown in the Grand Lounge. Two spotlights pierced the dimmed atmosphere, creating an island of illumination awaiting the combatants.
Eden Cohen's high heels audibly announced her arrival as she approached with determination, her sleek black dress accentuating her physique. Dua Lipa, the Lightweight champion, radiated her own confidence in her contrasting white pantsuit, each step taken with a certain swagger.
Meeting in the center, Eden's height advantage was evident, but Dua compensated by stretching upwards, ensuring their eyes locked fiercely. Neither seemed inclined to back down or even blink. Eden seized the initiative first, hovering her right fist threateningly close to Dua's chin. Lipa responded in kind, her own fist finding its way just an inch from Eden's toned midsection, both their intents unmistakable.
But in a bolder move, Eden balled her other fist, grazing it gently against the skin just above Dua’s waistline. Flinching slightly at the audacious touch, Dua barely had time to respond before the Vixen’s knuckles sensually trailed upward, forcing more breath from the Girls Friday starlet’s throat. "Nervous, much?" whispered Cohen with a sly grin, a clear challenge to her opponent.
But Lipa's response was immediate. With a surge of rage, she shoved Eden back by the shoulders, breaking their electric connection. The audience drew in a collective breath, their excitement evident in the murmurs that filled the room, with photographers capturing the tense moment with camera flashes.
Hours later, we’re on the beach proper, with the third bout to this exciting stable war set to take place. Spoilers: both stables are now a win apiece, and either side will look to surge ahead to claim victory by the end of the evening.
With the sun sinking into the horizon and the ocean waves crashing in the backdrop, Eden's silhouette appears, emphasizing her impressive stature. The crowd's energy intensifies when the beat of Eden's entrance music echoes across the sand dunes, and the Vixen steps further into the light, her attire for the evening a pair of shimmering silver boxing shorts that catches the twilight's glow, paired with a matching bikini top that supports her assets whilst revealing the toned expanse of her midriff. On her feet, she sports light boxing shoes designed for the sandy terrain, white with silver linings to match her outfit. Her hair is pulled back into a sleek ponytail, her focused and fierce gaze unobstructed. The VIX logo proudly adorns her shorts and gloves. She moves confidently toward the elevated ring, every step filled with determination.
Shortly after Eden's entrance, the familiar chords of one of Dua's hit songs play, causing an uproar from the assembled fans. From a distance, Dua emerges, looking every bit the Lightweight champion. Dua's choice for the fight is a sleek black ensemble: dressed in high-waisted boxing shorts, their glossy fabric appearing almost liquid under the ambient lighting, paired with a tight bikini top that hugs her curves and showcases her powerful shoulders and arms. Her black ankle-supporting boxing shoes dig into the sand with each step, and her raven-black hair cascades over her shoulders, catching the ocean breeze. The Girls Friday logo is prominent on her attire, signaling her allegiance.
Both women climb up the steps to the elevated ring, set against the picturesque backdrop of the Dubai coastline. And in their corners, they nod impatiently to the referee, who’s spouting off rules noone is listening to.
And without further ado, there goes the opening and bell and HERE WE GO with ten rounds of Lightweight action!
ROUND 1:
Immediately the difference in experience between the two fighters is evident, with Lipa, the reigning and breathing Lightweight champion, appearing more poised and calculated in her approach. Her feet glide across the canvas and straight into the fray, whereas Cohen, while athletic and undeniably skilled, seems slightly more hesitant. The recent memory of her knockout at the hands of Bridget Satterlee might be playing at the back of the Vixen’s mind, affecting her usual aggressive approach. Lipa capitalizes on this early advantage, firing off crisp jabs, and landing them square on Eden's guard, then following up with hooks aimed for the sides of Cohen's head. With each landed punch, the "thud" of leather meeting flesh echoes across the beach, with Dua skillfully using feints to draw Eden in before exploiting the openings with quick, punishing combinations of punches, often targeting Eden's exposed midsection and those vaunted abs. Eden, on the other hand, struggles to establish her own rhythm. While she manages to land a few counters to Lipa’s lips, they're mostly glancing blows, lacking the power to truly shake and rattle the champion, and Dua's footwork proves superior, allowing her to avoid many of Eden's power shots. There's a clear strategy on Lipa's part here for the rest of the round: by targeting Eden's body early on, she's looking to slow her opponent down for the later rounds. And as the round draws to a close, it's evident that the Girls Friday starlet has secured it comfortably on points. Cohen returns to her corner, her trainers urging her to find her confidence and offering strategies to counteract Dua's early dominance. Meanwhile, Dua, with a slight smirk on her face, seems confident, her corner patting her back in acknowledgment of a round well fought.
ROUND 2:
And it's clear that Eden Cohen has taken her corner's advice to heart! With renewed determination, she steps forward, aggressively taking the center of the ring. The beach setting becomes a spectacle as the waves roar inwards by backdrop, and Lipa, expecting to ride the momentum from the first round, is taken aback by Eden's sudden surge of energy. Her punches fly forward with newfound intensity, a sharp jab finding its mark on Dua's cheek, followed by a fierce right cross that makes the champion stagger back a step when it connects squarely on her jawline. Dua tries to regain control by circling away, but Eden cuts off the ring masterfully. The Vixen, spurred on by the need to even the score, throws more combinations that target both Dua's head and body, the sounds of her gloves connecting "thwack!", "thud!" around the beach, along with the champion’s grunts and winces. Eden's confidence grows with every landed punch, at times even taunting her opponent, "Thought I was an easy target, huh?" Another left hook grazes Dua's ribs, causing the champion to gasp for breath and briefly cover up and circle back, but not before a particularly thunderous uppercut to her chin forces Lipa to clinch, trying to halt Eden's momentum. When they're separated moments later by the referee, Dua attempts to answer back with some shots of her own, but they're met with Eden's tight defense. And as the round nears its end, Cohen lands another beautiful right hand to the forehead that pushes Dua onto her back foot, a parting shot to cement Eden's dominance in this frame.
ROUND 3:
With the tide seemingly turning in her favor, Cohen begins the third with a notable swagger in her step. She bounces lightly on the balls of her feet, her gaze fixed intently on the champion opposite the ring, clearly keen to double down on the success of the previous round. Jumeirah Beach's ambiance adds to the drama, as both fighters' silhouettes contrast sharply against the shimmering horizon, making the battle feel grander than life. Lipa, for her part, approaches Cohen with caution, evidently wary of the newfound fire in Eden's punches. The early exchanges see Dua attempting to establish her form and jab, trying to keep the aggressive Vixen at bay. But Cohen isn't having any of it. She slips underneath the jab with ease, landing a powerful two-punch combo to Dua's nose that elicits a sharp "ugh!" from the champion. The beach spectators can feel the shift in momentum, with the sounds of Eden's gloves meeting flesh echoing with "smack!" and "thump!" as she targets the body, then the head again, with Dua's responses becoming slower, and more desperate, her once-composed face now marked with redness and a hint of swelling under the eye. "The champ's getting a beating!" Eden sneers, feinting another jab before landing a booming right hook to Dua's temple. The shot visibly dazes Lipa, who stumbles backward, her gloves raised defensively. And Eden smells blood! She surges forward, unleashing another flurry, trying to put the champ away and secure a dominant victory for herself! But while not all shots penetrate Dua's guard, the sheer volume keeps the champion on the defensive for the rest of the round, her back often brushing against the ropes as she takes the continued abuse. In the final thirty seconds, Dua attempts to rally, throwing a haymaker aimed at Eden's head. But Cohen sees it coming, effortlessly ducking under and responding with a gut-crunching uppercut to Lipa's midsection. The resulting "oof!" from Lipa’s lips is audible even over the roar of the waves and the crowd's roar of approval. By the time the bell rings, the victor is evident. While Dua remains on her feet, it's Cohen who once again decisively captures the third frame, leaving a beleaguered champion to regroup and rethink her strategy going forward.
ROUND 4:
The fourth round kicks off with another shift in energy. It's apparent that Lipa, despite the battering in the last two rounds, is far from finished. With a glint of determination in her eyes, she steps forward, intent on reclaiming control of this fight. Eden, still buoyed by her recent success, charges in confidently as per usual. But this time, Dua’s ready. She pivots smoothly, sidestepping her aggressive advance and retaliating with a quick jab-cross combo that pummels into her nose and lips, catching Cohen slightly off-guard and causing her to halt her momentum. The champion’s strategy seems clear: she’s aiming to employ her footwork, using angles and movement to outbox her aggressive opponent. Dua's punches, while not as powerful as before, are more accurate, whether it’s a quick jab to Eden's nose or a sharp hook to her ribs that elicits a muffled grunt from the Vixen model. Eden isn’t about to be outdone, however. Midway through the round, she manages to trap Dua against the ropes, unloading on her frame with a wild barrage of punches, more desperate to put her foe away than anything. But Lipa, showing her own championship mettle, skillfully ties up with Cohen, arms wrapped around her shoulders or waistline, thereby smothering her offense and forcing the ref to intervene. Once separated, Dua goes back to exploiting her distance, landing a particularly slick one-two combo that snaps Eden's head back. But Cohen simply growls back and responds again, scoring with a solid left hook that snaps her cheek to the side, the sound, a resounding "crack!", echoing across the sandy beach. The two brunettes trade blows in rapid succession as the seconds wind down, neither willing to concede the round without a fight. And when the bell finally rings, the champion looks relieved to know that she’s edged the round, but only just, finally halting her bleeding of points. But Eden’s ferocity ensures she remains a formidable challenge, and as both fighters retreat to their corners, casting side-eyed glares at each other the entire way.
ROUND 5:
And it's Lipa who explodes out of her corner with a burst of intensity that takes Eden by surprise! A fresh urgency drives the champion forward, who clearly wants to prove she belongs at the very top of the food chain! From the outset, Dua effectively employs her jab, peppering Eden's face, leaving visible welts on her cheeks. Her quick footwork keeps Eden at bay, making it hard for Cohen to close the distance and land those power punches she's become known for. Eden is of course firing back, but for each of her punches landing on Dua’s face, she takes two or more back, with a particularly sharp left-right combination crashing moments later into her guard, causing the Vixen to stagger slightly. AND DUA CHARGES in, determined to drive Eden back with a series of hooks and uppercuts! One particularly vicious shot lands squarely on Eden's midsection, forcing a pained exhale from the model's lips. Eden, for her part, tries to rally, attempting to land just one of her signature haymakers that managed to win her those previous rounds. But Dua seems to have found her rhythm now, effortlessly ducking under the wild swings and sidestepping Cohen’s attempts. The occasional "thud" from Eden's gloves makes contact with Dua's guard, but it’s drowned out by the more frequent and sharper "smacks" of Lipa's punches finding their mark on Eden’s caramel skin. Late in the round, another swift uppercut from Lipa nearly sends Cohen off balance, as the punch plows into the center of her arms, but the Vixen's resilience shines through, as she manages to stay upright, gritting her teeth in defiance. As the final seconds of the round tick away, Dua, not willing to rest on her laurels, continues her assault, finishing with a thundering right hand that Eden barely manages to block. Thankfully, the bell sounds soon after, marking it as unmistakably Dua's round. However, as both women head back to their corners, the steely resolve in Eden's eyes suggests this fight is far from over.
ROUND 6:
With the sun shimmering off the waves, casting a golden glow on the elevated platform, both women emerge from their corners, the weight of the pivotal sixth heavy in the air. Dua, having showcased her boxing prowess in the last round, appears cautious but determined. Eden, however, has a fire burning in her eyes, and there's defiance about her as she stalks forward, wanting a comeback. Lipa's initial strategy is to utilize her nimbleness, darting in and out with quick jabs, hoping to keep Eden at a distance yet again. But Cohen, having studied her opponent's movements, is prepared this time, using her height and reach advantage, to rock Dua repeatedly to her arms, not caring if she’s actually scoring points or not. Her power succeeds in herding Lipa slowly towards the ropes, with one of her right hooks slamming hard against the champion's guard to send her reeling. Hemmed in and with limited room to maneuver, Dua tries her best to counter, but each parry and block is met with another fierce swing from Eden, who has her opponent in her sights and doesn’t look intent on letting her go. Swiftly, Cohen's jabs transition into powerful hooks, each one sinking deep into Dua's torso, audibly forcing the breath from her lungs. And with every successful hit, her punches become even more brutal and pronounced, an especially fierce left hand digging hard into Dua’s ribs, causing the champion to wince and double over in pain. Sensing her opponent's growing vulnerability, Eden ups the ante, her combinations becoming faster, and more potent. Dua, summoning every ounce of her boxing experience, tries to tie Eden up to buy herself some time, but another swift uppercut cuts through the noise and lands squarely on Dua's chin, snapping her head back. But it's the next thunderous right hook that follows, crashing into the top of Lipa’s temple, and sending the champion bouncing off the ropes and then falling DOWN to the canvas in a crumpled heap! It’s a beautiful KNOCKDOWN from Eden Cohen, who celebrates with an immediate ROAR to the crowds and strut near Dua’s prone body!
The crowd, a mix of shock and awe, watches intently as the referee begins the count. With each passing second, Dua struggles to get back up, attempting to find the strength and will to rise. Her gloves push against the canvas, her breathing labored, and her limbs shaking from the exertion. But as the count nears the final digit of ten, it becomes evident she won't make it! "Ten!" The referee declares, signaling the end of the match, and a truly upset victory for the Vixen! They say anything can happen in a stable war, and that’s never been more true than in this match, folks!
Official Result: Eden Cohen defeats Dua Lipa via KO6!
AFTER:
The jubilation of victory is evident on Eden Cohen's face as she basks in the adoration of the crowd. Her gloves are lifted high, her triumphant roar echoing across the beach, and there’s no doubt that she’s earned this moment in the sun. But just as it seems she'd soak in her well-deserved celebration, her attention shifts to the prone Lightweight champ.
Marching with purpose towards Dua Lipa, Eden reaches down to grasp two handfuls of Lipa's dark locks, before yanking her up to a kneeling position. The sudden jolt causes Dua to gasp and groan, the world around her still spinning from the knockdown. But before she can fully process the situation, a sharp slap resounds across her face, delivered with venom by a degloved Cohen.
"You thought you were better than me, huh?" Eden hisses, every word dripping with contempt. Another stinging slap follows across the reddening cheek, forcing Dua's head to snap to the side, her mouth hanging open from the shock.
"Where’s your little title now? You were LUCKY you didn’t put it on the line tonight!" Eden taunts, landing yet another slap, relishing the moment of humiliation she's dishing out to the champion.
It's clear that this goes beyond the realm of typical post-fight antics, and members from both the VIX and Girls Friday stables increasingly look on edge from the sidelines, with some shouting at the ring officials to intervene. Tensions mount quickly, and more shouts and jeers from both camps fill the air, and for a moment, it looks like the beach might become the setting for an all-out brawl.
Seeing the volatile situation, ring officials quickly rush forward in an attempt to separate the two fighters. Eden, still high on adrenaline, is forcibly pulled back, but not before hurling a few more choice insults in Dua's direction. On the other side, members of the Girls Friday stable swiftly surround Dua, shielding her from any further confrontations, while shooting daggers with their eyes at the VIX camp at the premature celebration.
There's no doubt that the events of today will have lasting implications, further fueling the fiery rivalry between both women. For now, Cohen continues to revel in her victory, effectively labeling herself as “championship material” now that she’s scored a dominant win over the reigning champ!
Girls Friday 1-2 Vixens
(Results: Lookout!, Words: Caspian)
Eden:
(25, 5’10, 22:11 FCBA, VIXENs)
Dua:
(28, 5’8, 22:13 FCBA, Girls Friday)
BEFORE:
Location: The Grand Lounge, Jumeirah Al Naseem Hotel, Dubai.
The Grand Lounge, an opulent room adorned with golden accents and plush seating, fills rapidly with journalists and photographers, all eager to get the best shots and sound bites for their publications. Banners from both stables hang from the walls, as well as promotional posters featuring all the fighters. The Jumeirah Al Naseem Hotel, with its grandeur, is the perfect setting for a press conference of this magnitude.
As the noise level begins to rise, the announcer’s voice booms, "Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome to the stage, from the VIXENs, Eden Cohen!"
Eden strides confidently onto the stage, her tall frame dressed in a tight-fitting, black dress that accentuates her toned physique. The crowd erupts in a mix of cheers and jeers.
Next, the voice continues, "And from Girls Friday, your current Lightweight Champion, Dua Lipa!"
Dua makes her entrance, oozing charisma. Clad in a sharp white pantsuit, she wears the air of a champion, giving the audience a queenly wave as she takes her seat opposite Eden.
The tension in the room feels as though one could cut it with a knife. Once both fighters are seated, the questioning begins. A reporter stands up, directing his question at Eden, "Eden, after your recent KO loss to Bridget Satterlee, do you think you're in the right mental state to face a champion like Dua?"
Without missing a beat, Eden fires back, "That was one fight. Everyone has off days. And if Dua thinks she’s going to get the same Eden, she’s in for a shock. Besides," she smirks, "it's funny how she's too scared to put her title on the line against me."
Dua chuckles, "Eden, dear, you're still picking yourself off the canvas from your last fight. Maybe when you can stay upright for more than a few rounds, I'll consider it."
Eden's eyes flash, "You're just running scared. If I'm such an easy opponent, why not put that title on the line? Afraid of losing it to someone you consider beneath you?"
Before Dua can reply, another reporter interjects, "Dua, your stable has had mixed success in the Stable War thus far. Do you feel the pressure going into this fight?"
Dua, always poised, responds, "Pressure is a privilege. It's what champions thrive on. Eden may be a formidable opponent, but I've faced and defeated tougher fighters than her."
Eden, leaning forward, fires back, "Keep downplaying me, Dua. It’ll make it even sweeter when I beat you down in front of the world. And everyone will know you hid behind the non-title clause."
The fighters glare at each other, the animosity evident. Just as things seem like they might escalate, the moderator steps in, trying to redirect the focus, "Ladies, can we expect a clean fight at Jumeirah Beach?"
Dua, smirking, responds, "As clean as it can be when I'm knocking Eden into the sand."
Eden, undeterred, replies, "Dream on. Enjoy this little reign of yours. After our fight, everyone will see you as the paper champion you really are."
The exchange continues, both fighters hurling barbs at each other, making it clear that their upcoming bout is not to be missed.
Moments later, after the fiery words at the press conference, all eyes were on the center stage for the pre-fight staredown in the Grand Lounge. Two spotlights pierced the dimmed atmosphere, creating an island of illumination awaiting the combatants.
Eden Cohen's high heels audibly announced her arrival as she approached with determination, her sleek black dress accentuating her physique. Dua Lipa, the Lightweight champion, radiated her own confidence in her contrasting white pantsuit, each step taken with a certain swagger.
Meeting in the center, Eden's height advantage was evident, but Dua compensated by stretching upwards, ensuring their eyes locked fiercely. Neither seemed inclined to back down or even blink. Eden seized the initiative first, hovering her right fist threateningly close to Dua's chin. Lipa responded in kind, her own fist finding its way just an inch from Eden's toned midsection, both their intents unmistakable.
But in a bolder move, Eden balled her other fist, grazing it gently against the skin just above Dua’s waistline. Flinching slightly at the audacious touch, Dua barely had time to respond before the Vixen’s knuckles sensually trailed upward, forcing more breath from the Girls Friday starlet’s throat. "Nervous, much?" whispered Cohen with a sly grin, a clear challenge to her opponent.
But Lipa's response was immediate. With a surge of rage, she shoved Eden back by the shoulders, breaking their electric connection. The audience drew in a collective breath, their excitement evident in the murmurs that filled the room, with photographers capturing the tense moment with camera flashes.
Hours later, we’re on the beach proper, with the third bout to this exciting stable war set to take place. Spoilers: both stables are now a win apiece, and either side will look to surge ahead to claim victory by the end of the evening.
With the sun sinking into the horizon and the ocean waves crashing in the backdrop, Eden's silhouette appears, emphasizing her impressive stature. The crowd's energy intensifies when the beat of Eden's entrance music echoes across the sand dunes, and the Vixen steps further into the light, her attire for the evening a pair of shimmering silver boxing shorts that catches the twilight's glow, paired with a matching bikini top that supports her assets whilst revealing the toned expanse of her midriff. On her feet, she sports light boxing shoes designed for the sandy terrain, white with silver linings to match her outfit. Her hair is pulled back into a sleek ponytail, her focused and fierce gaze unobstructed. The VIX logo proudly adorns her shorts and gloves. She moves confidently toward the elevated ring, every step filled with determination.
Shortly after Eden's entrance, the familiar chords of one of Dua's hit songs play, causing an uproar from the assembled fans. From a distance, Dua emerges, looking every bit the Lightweight champion. Dua's choice for the fight is a sleek black ensemble: dressed in high-waisted boxing shorts, their glossy fabric appearing almost liquid under the ambient lighting, paired with a tight bikini top that hugs her curves and showcases her powerful shoulders and arms. Her black ankle-supporting boxing shoes dig into the sand with each step, and her raven-black hair cascades over her shoulders, catching the ocean breeze. The Girls Friday logo is prominent on her attire, signaling her allegiance.
Both women climb up the steps to the elevated ring, set against the picturesque backdrop of the Dubai coastline. And in their corners, they nod impatiently to the referee, who’s spouting off rules noone is listening to.
And without further ado, there goes the opening and bell and HERE WE GO with ten rounds of Lightweight action!
ROUND 1:
Immediately the difference in experience between the two fighters is evident, with Lipa, the reigning and breathing Lightweight champion, appearing more poised and calculated in her approach. Her feet glide across the canvas and straight into the fray, whereas Cohen, while athletic and undeniably skilled, seems slightly more hesitant. The recent memory of her knockout at the hands of Bridget Satterlee might be playing at the back of the Vixen’s mind, affecting her usual aggressive approach. Lipa capitalizes on this early advantage, firing off crisp jabs, and landing them square on Eden's guard, then following up with hooks aimed for the sides of Cohen's head. With each landed punch, the "thud" of leather meeting flesh echoes across the beach, with Dua skillfully using feints to draw Eden in before exploiting the openings with quick, punishing combinations of punches, often targeting Eden's exposed midsection and those vaunted abs. Eden, on the other hand, struggles to establish her own rhythm. While she manages to land a few counters to Lipa’s lips, they're mostly glancing blows, lacking the power to truly shake and rattle the champion, and Dua's footwork proves superior, allowing her to avoid many of Eden's power shots. There's a clear strategy on Lipa's part here for the rest of the round: by targeting Eden's body early on, she's looking to slow her opponent down for the later rounds. And as the round draws to a close, it's evident that the Girls Friday starlet has secured it comfortably on points. Cohen returns to her corner, her trainers urging her to find her confidence and offering strategies to counteract Dua's early dominance. Meanwhile, Dua, with a slight smirk on her face, seems confident, her corner patting her back in acknowledgment of a round well fought.
ROUND 2:
And it's clear that Eden Cohen has taken her corner's advice to heart! With renewed determination, she steps forward, aggressively taking the center of the ring. The beach setting becomes a spectacle as the waves roar inwards by backdrop, and Lipa, expecting to ride the momentum from the first round, is taken aback by Eden's sudden surge of energy. Her punches fly forward with newfound intensity, a sharp jab finding its mark on Dua's cheek, followed by a fierce right cross that makes the champion stagger back a step when it connects squarely on her jawline. Dua tries to regain control by circling away, but Eden cuts off the ring masterfully. The Vixen, spurred on by the need to even the score, throws more combinations that target both Dua's head and body, the sounds of her gloves connecting "thwack!", "thud!" around the beach, along with the champion’s grunts and winces. Eden's confidence grows with every landed punch, at times even taunting her opponent, "Thought I was an easy target, huh?" Another left hook grazes Dua's ribs, causing the champion to gasp for breath and briefly cover up and circle back, but not before a particularly thunderous uppercut to her chin forces Lipa to clinch, trying to halt Eden's momentum. When they're separated moments later by the referee, Dua attempts to answer back with some shots of her own, but they're met with Eden's tight defense. And as the round nears its end, Cohen lands another beautiful right hand to the forehead that pushes Dua onto her back foot, a parting shot to cement Eden's dominance in this frame.
ROUND 3:
With the tide seemingly turning in her favor, Cohen begins the third with a notable swagger in her step. She bounces lightly on the balls of her feet, her gaze fixed intently on the champion opposite the ring, clearly keen to double down on the success of the previous round. Jumeirah Beach's ambiance adds to the drama, as both fighters' silhouettes contrast sharply against the shimmering horizon, making the battle feel grander than life. Lipa, for her part, approaches Cohen with caution, evidently wary of the newfound fire in Eden's punches. The early exchanges see Dua attempting to establish her form and jab, trying to keep the aggressive Vixen at bay. But Cohen isn't having any of it. She slips underneath the jab with ease, landing a powerful two-punch combo to Dua's nose that elicits a sharp "ugh!" from the champion. The beach spectators can feel the shift in momentum, with the sounds of Eden's gloves meeting flesh echoing with "smack!" and "thump!" as she targets the body, then the head again, with Dua's responses becoming slower, and more desperate, her once-composed face now marked with redness and a hint of swelling under the eye. "The champ's getting a beating!" Eden sneers, feinting another jab before landing a booming right hook to Dua's temple. The shot visibly dazes Lipa, who stumbles backward, her gloves raised defensively. And Eden smells blood! She surges forward, unleashing another flurry, trying to put the champ away and secure a dominant victory for herself! But while not all shots penetrate Dua's guard, the sheer volume keeps the champion on the defensive for the rest of the round, her back often brushing against the ropes as she takes the continued abuse. In the final thirty seconds, Dua attempts to rally, throwing a haymaker aimed at Eden's head. But Cohen sees it coming, effortlessly ducking under and responding with a gut-crunching uppercut to Lipa's midsection. The resulting "oof!" from Lipa’s lips is audible even over the roar of the waves and the crowd's roar of approval. By the time the bell rings, the victor is evident. While Dua remains on her feet, it's Cohen who once again decisively captures the third frame, leaving a beleaguered champion to regroup and rethink her strategy going forward.
ROUND 4:
The fourth round kicks off with another shift in energy. It's apparent that Lipa, despite the battering in the last two rounds, is far from finished. With a glint of determination in her eyes, she steps forward, intent on reclaiming control of this fight. Eden, still buoyed by her recent success, charges in confidently as per usual. But this time, Dua’s ready. She pivots smoothly, sidestepping her aggressive advance and retaliating with a quick jab-cross combo that pummels into her nose and lips, catching Cohen slightly off-guard and causing her to halt her momentum. The champion’s strategy seems clear: she’s aiming to employ her footwork, using angles and movement to outbox her aggressive opponent. Dua's punches, while not as powerful as before, are more accurate, whether it’s a quick jab to Eden's nose or a sharp hook to her ribs that elicits a muffled grunt from the Vixen model. Eden isn’t about to be outdone, however. Midway through the round, she manages to trap Dua against the ropes, unloading on her frame with a wild barrage of punches, more desperate to put her foe away than anything. But Lipa, showing her own championship mettle, skillfully ties up with Cohen, arms wrapped around her shoulders or waistline, thereby smothering her offense and forcing the ref to intervene. Once separated, Dua goes back to exploiting her distance, landing a particularly slick one-two combo that snaps Eden's head back. But Cohen simply growls back and responds again, scoring with a solid left hook that snaps her cheek to the side, the sound, a resounding "crack!", echoing across the sandy beach. The two brunettes trade blows in rapid succession as the seconds wind down, neither willing to concede the round without a fight. And when the bell finally rings, the champion looks relieved to know that she’s edged the round, but only just, finally halting her bleeding of points. But Eden’s ferocity ensures she remains a formidable challenge, and as both fighters retreat to their corners, casting side-eyed glares at each other the entire way.
ROUND 5:
And it's Lipa who explodes out of her corner with a burst of intensity that takes Eden by surprise! A fresh urgency drives the champion forward, who clearly wants to prove she belongs at the very top of the food chain! From the outset, Dua effectively employs her jab, peppering Eden's face, leaving visible welts on her cheeks. Her quick footwork keeps Eden at bay, making it hard for Cohen to close the distance and land those power punches she's become known for. Eden is of course firing back, but for each of her punches landing on Dua’s face, she takes two or more back, with a particularly sharp left-right combination crashing moments later into her guard, causing the Vixen to stagger slightly. AND DUA CHARGES in, determined to drive Eden back with a series of hooks and uppercuts! One particularly vicious shot lands squarely on Eden's midsection, forcing a pained exhale from the model's lips. Eden, for her part, tries to rally, attempting to land just one of her signature haymakers that managed to win her those previous rounds. But Dua seems to have found her rhythm now, effortlessly ducking under the wild swings and sidestepping Cohen’s attempts. The occasional "thud" from Eden's gloves makes contact with Dua's guard, but it’s drowned out by the more frequent and sharper "smacks" of Lipa's punches finding their mark on Eden’s caramel skin. Late in the round, another swift uppercut from Lipa nearly sends Cohen off balance, as the punch plows into the center of her arms, but the Vixen's resilience shines through, as she manages to stay upright, gritting her teeth in defiance. As the final seconds of the round tick away, Dua, not willing to rest on her laurels, continues her assault, finishing with a thundering right hand that Eden barely manages to block. Thankfully, the bell sounds soon after, marking it as unmistakably Dua's round. However, as both women head back to their corners, the steely resolve in Eden's eyes suggests this fight is far from over.
ROUND 6:
With the sun shimmering off the waves, casting a golden glow on the elevated platform, both women emerge from their corners, the weight of the pivotal sixth heavy in the air. Dua, having showcased her boxing prowess in the last round, appears cautious but determined. Eden, however, has a fire burning in her eyes, and there's defiance about her as she stalks forward, wanting a comeback. Lipa's initial strategy is to utilize her nimbleness, darting in and out with quick jabs, hoping to keep Eden at a distance yet again. But Cohen, having studied her opponent's movements, is prepared this time, using her height and reach advantage, to rock Dua repeatedly to her arms, not caring if she’s actually scoring points or not. Her power succeeds in herding Lipa slowly towards the ropes, with one of her right hooks slamming hard against the champion's guard to send her reeling. Hemmed in and with limited room to maneuver, Dua tries her best to counter, but each parry and block is met with another fierce swing from Eden, who has her opponent in her sights and doesn’t look intent on letting her go. Swiftly, Cohen's jabs transition into powerful hooks, each one sinking deep into Dua's torso, audibly forcing the breath from her lungs. And with every successful hit, her punches become even more brutal and pronounced, an especially fierce left hand digging hard into Dua’s ribs, causing the champion to wince and double over in pain. Sensing her opponent's growing vulnerability, Eden ups the ante, her combinations becoming faster, and more potent. Dua, summoning every ounce of her boxing experience, tries to tie Eden up to buy herself some time, but another swift uppercut cuts through the noise and lands squarely on Dua's chin, snapping her head back. But it's the next thunderous right hook that follows, crashing into the top of Lipa’s temple, and sending the champion bouncing off the ropes and then falling DOWN to the canvas in a crumpled heap! It’s a beautiful KNOCKDOWN from Eden Cohen, who celebrates with an immediate ROAR to the crowds and strut near Dua’s prone body!
The crowd, a mix of shock and awe, watches intently as the referee begins the count. With each passing second, Dua struggles to get back up, attempting to find the strength and will to rise. Her gloves push against the canvas, her breathing labored, and her limbs shaking from the exertion. But as the count nears the final digit of ten, it becomes evident she won't make it! "Ten!" The referee declares, signaling the end of the match, and a truly upset victory for the Vixen! They say anything can happen in a stable war, and that’s never been more true than in this match, folks!
Official Result: Eden Cohen defeats Dua Lipa via KO6!
AFTER:
The jubilation of victory is evident on Eden Cohen's face as she basks in the adoration of the crowd. Her gloves are lifted high, her triumphant roar echoing across the beach, and there’s no doubt that she’s earned this moment in the sun. But just as it seems she'd soak in her well-deserved celebration, her attention shifts to the prone Lightweight champ.
Marching with purpose towards Dua Lipa, Eden reaches down to grasp two handfuls of Lipa's dark locks, before yanking her up to a kneeling position. The sudden jolt causes Dua to gasp and groan, the world around her still spinning from the knockdown. But before she can fully process the situation, a sharp slap resounds across her face, delivered with venom by a degloved Cohen.
"You thought you were better than me, huh?" Eden hisses, every word dripping with contempt. Another stinging slap follows across the reddening cheek, forcing Dua's head to snap to the side, her mouth hanging open from the shock.
"Where’s your little title now? You were LUCKY you didn’t put it on the line tonight!" Eden taunts, landing yet another slap, relishing the moment of humiliation she's dishing out to the champion.
It's clear that this goes beyond the realm of typical post-fight antics, and members from both the VIX and Girls Friday stables increasingly look on edge from the sidelines, with some shouting at the ring officials to intervene. Tensions mount quickly, and more shouts and jeers from both camps fill the air, and for a moment, it looks like the beach might become the setting for an all-out brawl.
Seeing the volatile situation, ring officials quickly rush forward in an attempt to separate the two fighters. Eden, still high on adrenaline, is forcibly pulled back, but not before hurling a few more choice insults in Dua's direction. On the other side, members of the Girls Friday stable swiftly surround Dua, shielding her from any further confrontations, while shooting daggers with their eyes at the VIX camp at the premature celebration.
There's no doubt that the events of today will have lasting implications, further fueling the fiery rivalry between both women. For now, Cohen continues to revel in her victory, effectively labeling herself as “championship material” now that she’s scored a dominant win over the reigning champ!
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