Before: Rachel Mac electing the worst risk/reward scenario available for this defence - redhead continuing her pattern of taking the toughest fight she can find during this remarkable title reign. "Kelly's the best girl out there right now," Rachel acknowledges in prefight. "This isn't the most lucrative fight for me, but Hu deserves a chance to regain what she had, and I'm thirsty for the kind of challenge she represents. Kelly's still got the best wheels in boxing: I need to hammer her ribcage and take that away from her. Once she's flat footed, I'll walk her down and take her apart - but it'll be an uphill battle all the way. You need to be prepared to come from behind on Kelly - I may not catch up to her until the 7th or 8th rounds, so until then, I have to stay poised, stay disciplined and just execute as sharply as I can." Hu disgruntled at all the press Rachel's been getting - Kelly a non-believer as far as the McAdams Mystique goes. "Who has she fought?" Hu asks at the podium, incredulous. "You can't compare her title reign to mine. I was dismantling Lucy Liu, putting down Eliza Dushku, terrorizing Dani Fishel and dominating Jennifer Connelly IN THEIR PRIMES - not the rust-bucket, rickety versions of these girls Rachel's been facing. I'll pounce on Rachel, hurt her, and show her true quality. Believe me, when she sees what she's up against, she'll fold!" Hu in soft white crochet bikini, very dark tanned skin, white gloves. Rachel in sport-cut two-piece: maple leaf motif top, solid red full coverage bottoms, red gloves with white knuckle bars.

During R1: Rachel aggressive at the open, dukes up, right at her cheek as she pings out jabs, looking to close and hook to the body. Hu on her bicycle, having none of it - she lopes the perimeter, parrying shots with either hand, shamelessly running in the face of stout McAdams pressure. All Rachel through 2 minutes, then she's caught a sudden check-hook counter as Hu walks her in: Rachel stumble-footing slightly from cat-paw quick chincheck - Hu goes over to offence. Kelly snap-snatching her hook: getting it to Rachel's body off the front (left) foot, then; getting it to chin while easing weight to right (back) foot. Rachel sputters sideways to ropes, eyes wide, dukes up framing her face. Kelly wheel-pivoting, sinuous and menacing as she tap-jabs Rachel's forehead once, twice then POKES a hard, straight right hand into Rachel's chin. Diamond-cutting blast a perfect, jotting sort of stab-and-retract punch: Rachel's chin pushed in and down - she relaxes, slouching slightly forward behind still-raised gloves. RACHEL'S ASLEEP ON HER FEET! Still standing, all loose and helpless, Rachel tilts forward into TEARING Kelly Hu rights and lefts - Asian viciously hacking at Rachel's slackened features as redhead droops forward, droops forward, and SPRAWLS ON THE CANVAS! Rachel on her face - Kelly screeching in triumph, jogging to neutral corner and climbing the ropes: MCADAMS BEATS THE COUNT! Rachel Mac somehow, someway fights her way off her belly - swaying shabby and ragdoll at the ropes at 9 and THE REF WAVES IT OFF! Good Lord - TKO1 for the winner and NEW bantamweight champion - Kelly Hu!

After: McAdams out of it, staring bleak at the ropes as bedlam breaks out in the ring. Kelly tossed onto the shoulders of her cornermen, paraded in triumph around the ring: Hu ending McAdams' long and dominant reign with such emphatic suddenness, crowd still clearly in shock, trying to process events. Eerie straight-poke KO a thing of majestic efficiency - being replayed over and over on the jumbotron: not the hardest punch Rachel's ever been tagged with, but so clean, precise and perfectly placed. Many bantamweights in attendance busily chatting on cell phones, relaying the news: return to Kelly Hu's tyranny a bitter pill for a lot of these girls. Kelly resplendent in white bikini - golden brown body virtually untouched - she's just glowing as she's presented with the belts. "Gong xi fa chai, everybody: I'm back where I belong," a happy Hu exults on camera, shifting the weight of gold about her waist/upon her shoulder. "Rachel was a paper champion and I tore her up - just like I promised. All you who had written me off, all you who thought the game had passed me by - you just watch: I'm going to make this division squeal. I'm going to rule with an iron fist and make you forget that anyone else EVER wore these belts!"