MMA System: I Will Be Pound For Pound Goat

With Damon's decisive victory in his last match against the 12th-ranked fighter, his career trajectory shifted once again.

The victory not only secured him the 12th spot but brought an even bigger surprise.

The fighter holding the 11th rank had been sidelined indefinitely due to injury. With their inactivity, the rankings shifted, and Damon found himself bumped up to the 11th spot.

It was a remarkable leap for someone who had entered the division as a rising prospect not long ago.

To Damon, this was validation, proof that he was climbing the ladder steadily.

A fight against a top 10-ranked opponent.

The thought excited him.

Each step brought him closer to the elite level of the division, closer to championship contention.

But with that excitement came a sense of pressure.

He knew that from this point forward, the competition would only get tougher.

The fighters in the top 10 weren't just talented, they were seasoned, strategic, and relentless.

Damon knew that the world of MMA was always changing.

Not a single person stayed in one place for long.

Fighters came and went, stars who were just starting out became legends, and winners lost their titles as quickly as they won them.

It was how the sport worked, it was always changing in a harsh way.

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That didn't even put him in the running for being the Greatest of All Time.

It wasn't just about beating people. It wasn't easy to become a GOAT, you had to be dominant and leave a lasting impact.

The criteria were clear in Damon's mind:

How many times you won the championship.

How long you held onto it.

How many successful title defenses you racked up.

And most of all, who you beat along the way.

Damon was undefeated, yes, but that was just one piece of the puzzle.

Dominance wasn't about an unblemished record alone; it was about who you defeated to build it.

He knew that to even be considered in that category, he'd have to face and conquer the very best.

The thought of chasing the GOAT status was daunting, but it also fueled him.

Still, the idea of how many times he'd win the title was something he avoided thinking about.

Instead, his focus was singular.

"When I get my title," Damon told himself, "I'll be celebrated for how long I hold it and how many times I defend it."

His confidence wasn't baseless; it was rooted in preparation and ambition.

The system, always present in the back of his mind, reinforced this goal.

Damon had seen the larger quest labeled Road to GOAT, a monumental task made up of countless smaller quests.

Many of those quests revolved around title defenses, cementing his legacy, and defeating legendary opponents.

The road was long and winding, but Damon wasn't scared of the task.

He was even more motivated because of how big everything was.

As for why Damon avoided thinking about how many times he'd win the championship, it was simple, to win it countless times, he'd have to lose it first.

And that was a thought he couldn't bear. He didn't believe in losing, not now, not ever.

He wanted to believe that his path would remain undefeated, that the belt would be his once and never leave his possession.

There was also the lingering question of what came after he became champion.

What happened once he'd climbed to the top of the mountain, defeated every worthy contender, and solidified himself as the undisputed best in the division?

The answer was obvious, chasing the next title.

But even that left Damon with a sense of unease. He didn't see himself dropping to welterweight.

Cutting down to that weight felt unrealistic, a burden on his body and his skillset.

Damon's natural size and frame were better suited to moving up rather than shrinking down.

If the thought of chasing a second belt ever crossed his mind, it would mean stepping up to light heavyweight.

Perhaps even heavyweight if the time and conditions were right.

The idea of competing in higher weight classes intrigued him.

It would be a whole new world, a place where strength and size reigned supreme.

Damon knew his striking would be deadly even against bigger opponents, but he also understood the risks that came with it.

"One thing at a time," Damon muttered to himself, brushing the thought aside. Becoming champion was already a colossal task. Everything else could wait.

He put down the weights with a sigh.

Weightlifting wasn't something Damon did often. In MMA, functional strength and conditioning mattered more than sheer muscle size.

Sure, lifting had its place, especially for building explosive power, but for the most part, his training was focused on cardio, striking drills, grappling, and techniques that translated directly into the cage.

Besides, he had to be careful not to bulk up too much.

Weight management was crucial in the UFA, and the last thing he needed was to compromise his ability to make weight before a fight.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

The system ensured Damon's weight stayed perfectly within range, making his diet and training that much easier to manage.

He rarely focused on heavy weightlifting, instead prioritizing speed, agility, and functional strength in his training.

For a fighter in the UFA, bulk wasn't the priority, efficiency was.

Recently, Damon had been busy with multiple obligations outside of training.

One of the most exciting was being invited by a major game company to feature in their upcoming MMA title.

They'd gone over the details of capturing his likeness and moves, a surreal experience for Damon as he realized how much his presence in the sport had grown.

When he wasn't training or handling media obligations, Damon found himself delving into financial planning.

With Victor guiding him, he was learning how to secure his future, investing wisely to make his earnings work beyond his fighting career.

Between all this, he still made time for his regular training routine.

As he finished up his session for the day, his phone buzzed.

Victor had called earlier, asking to meet for a conversation.

Without overthinking it, Damon grabbed his things and prepared to drive over, curious about what Victor had on his mind.

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