Every Time I Stepped Into

I Am Not An Animal In My Personal Life. But In The Ring There Is An Animal Inside Me. Sometimes It Roars When The First Bell Rights. Sometimes It Springs Out Later In A Fight. But I Can Always Feel It There, Driving Me And Pushing Me Forward. It Is What Makes Me Win. It Makes Me Enjoy Fighting.

The Wind Is Old, But It Keeps Blowing.

Nobody Stands Out Right Now. Everybody Has Similar Styles. None Of These Fighters Have Reinvented The Wheel And Created A New Style.

I Am Not God But Something Similar

I Am Not Going To Become Crazy In The Ring, Because I Am Already Crazy. And I Am Not Going To Die In The Ring. I Am Going To Die In Bed As An Old Man.