Naoya Inoue just walked into Nagoya, punched holes in Murodjon Akhmadaliev for twelve rounds, and walked out with every damn belt still around his waist. The judges had it 117-111, 118-110, 118-110 — wide, clear, no argument. Call it what it was: another routine night for a monster who’s making killers look like sparring partners.
From round one, MJ couldn’t get out of the way. He was pawing with his southpaw jab, while Inoue drilled straight rights through the guard like he was lining up target practice. By round three, MJ was eating shots flush, no head movement, nothing clever — just grit and hope. Inoue’s body work? Filthy. Hooks downstairs that made the Uzbek freeze, uppercuts that snapped his head back. By nine, MJ was leaking blood and looked lost.

MJ’s Last Stand? Just a Flash
Yeah, give MJ his due. He had a few moments — a decent right hook in round five, some body digs in six, and that late wobble of Inoue in the twelfth. But let’s not dress it up. Those were blips. The rest of the fight was Inoue bossing the tempo, sticking and moving, choosing when to beat him up and when to coast. It wasn’t close, it wasn’t dramatic. It was one guy levels above the other.
The Monster Doesn’t Even Need the Knockout
Here’s the scary bit — Inoue wasn’t even chasing the finish. He could’ve pressed, emptied the tank, and maybe got MJ out of there. Instead, he enjoyed himself, dissected him, and showed he can win easy without even taking risks. That’s a champion in cruise control, and it still looked brutal.
MY Take: This was a reminder — Inoue’s not just the best at 122, he’s making the whole division look like food. Akhmadaliev’s a former champ, a tough bastard, and he still got turned into a heavy bag. That late wobble? Forget it. It was desperation from a guy who’d been beaten up for eleven rounds.
Inoue’s too quick, too sharp, too nasty. He’s running out of victims. At this point, the only intrigue is how long he bothers sticking around. Everyone else at super-bantamweight? They’re lining up to get the same treatment.
