The world’s most complete fighter returns, but this time the fiercest opponent isn’t standing across the ring—it’s buried inside him.
Scott Adkins steps back into the role of Yuri Boyka with a presence that feels heavier, older, and far more haunted. The man who once conquered underground rings and brutal prisons now carries the weight of unfinished business. When a shadowy, no-holds-barred tournament resurfaces—hidden in abandoned warehouses and fueled by bloodlust—Boyka is dragged back into a world he tried to escape. This isn’t about titles or reputation anymore. It’s about settling debts, honoring fallen brothers, and confronting sins that refuse to stay buried.
Adkins delivers one of his most compelling performances here. His Boyka is quieter, more introspective, yet still terrifyingly lethal. Every movement feels deliberate. Every spinning kick, knee strike, and bone-crushing blow carries emotional weight. The fight choreography is pure martial arts poetry—gritty, intimate, and shot in dim, sweat-soaked spaces that make each impact feel personal. These aren’t flashy spectacles; they’re confessions carved into flesh.
What elevates the film is how it frames combat as inner struggle. The cage is no longer just steel and concrete—it’s Boyka’s fractured spirit. Redemption isn’t promised, only earned through pain.
Brutal, emotional, and unapologetically raw, this chapter reminds us why Boyka remains iconic. He bows to no one—but this journey might finally test what’s left of his soul.
One last fight. One last reckoning. A blazing tribute to pure martial arts cinema.