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The matchup. On one side, Rafael Fiziev: the more refined, higher-IQ striker, forged against elite Torres has never seen. On the other, Manuel Torres: pure explosion, a hunter who has stopped nearly every victim in round one and never needed a third. Precision against chaos.

The path to victory. The whole fight fits inside the first five minutes. If Fiziev survives the early storm, makes the Mexican miss and burn his gas tank, the fight drifts onto his turf: range, leg kicks and counters over five rounds against a man who has never seen the third.

The trap. The public is all-in on Torres, anchored on his two recent knockouts and Fiziev’s chin, rattled back in February. But if the shot doesn’t come early, the math flips against the Mexican. That’s why the read sits at conviction 5: one of the most even fights on the card, and still with a clear path.

The matchup. On one side, Manel Kape: the most explosive flyweight in the division, bigger and stronger than he was in 2017. On the other, Kyoji Horiguchi: speed, fight IQ, and a submission over Kape himself on the record, from nine years ago. The rematch time rewrote.

The path to victory. It comes down to the first two rounds. If Kape weathers the veteran’s speed and volume without dropping too many rounds, the fight drifts into punching range, where his heavy hands live, the way they did against Royval. His 81% takedown defense strips the Japanese of his safest route and forces the firefight.

The trap. Plenty of people will anchor on the 2017 arm-triangle and pick Horiguchi by submission again. But that was nine years ago, at bantamweight, against a raw 24-year-old Kape who no longer exists. Today the Angolan has never been submitted in the UFC. If the veteran wins, it is far likelier to come on speed and the cards than on a finish.

The matchup. On one side, Ilia Topuria: 17-0, a champion at his peak, with knockout timing documented across three straight title fights. On the other, Justin Gaethje: pure violence and a granite chin, but 37 and without a finish since 2023. The pattern against the clock.

The path to victory. Topuria said it himself: fighters who come straight forward fall faster. Oliveira did, and lasted 2:27. Gaethje pressures by advancing, and if he opens the wrong angle hunting volume, he hands over the opening the champion reads better than anyone. The read points to a knockout inside three rounds.

The trap. Gaethje’s power is real, and it tempts you as the obvious upset. But he has not finished a fight since July 2023, arrived exhausted in the late rounds against a lesser opponent, and has been knocked out by precision punchers. The one variable the read can’t resolve is 91-degree heat outdoors in rounds four and five, a first for the champion.

The matchup. On one side, Belal Muhammad: elite cardio and the strength of schedule of a man who has beaten a champion. On the other, Gabriel Bonfim: 19-1, youth and 13 submissions, but never past the third round. Pedigree and gas against youth and finishing power, over five rounds.

The path to victory. The decisive territory is minutes 18 to 25. Bonfim has never fought a fourth round in his life; Belal has six 25-minute fights and beat a champion by stretching the pace. If the finish doesn’t come in the first ten minutes, every minute after that tilts toward the veteran, who controls the clinch and the cage wall where the Brazilian wants to fight.

The trap. The temptation is to hand Bonfim the easy finish off his 13 subs and his youth. But Belal has never been finished in 29 fights and stuffs 90% of takedowns. And Bonfim’s only loss was a cardio collapse against Dalby. Believing in the early finish means believing he does to the toughest man in the division what he has never done to anyone: end it before the gas runs out.

The matchup. On one side, Song Yadong: 28, in his physical prime, with a gas tank built for five rounds. On the other, Deiveson Figueiredo: a former champion with heavy hands and a black belt, but 38 and moving up a division. Calibre against calibre, with ten years in between.

The path to victory. It is ten years of difference over a five-round fight, and gas counts double in rounds 4 and 5. Song works range with the jab and leg kicks to wear down the Daico’s mobility, avoids the pocket exchanges where the ex-featherweight hands still hurt, and widens the gap as the fight stretches. Past round three, the terrain is his.

The trap. The easy name is Figueiredo by early KO, anchored on the Moreno knockout. But that was at flyweight, years ago, against a technical striker. At bantamweight the Daico hasn’t knocked anyone out in five fights, and Song has never been submitted in 32. The power exists, but it didn’t carry up to the new weight.

The matchup. On one side, Arnold Allen: a technical Tristar southpaw with a chin never cracked in 24 fights. On the other, Paulo Costa: Chute Boxe power and kicks that have finished, but never past three rounds in the UFC. Calibre against hype, over five rounds.

The path to victory. The difference is between 15 and 25 minutes. Costa has never gone past the third round; Allen has five 25-minute fights on the resume. Allen absorbs the early surge, neutralizes the takedowns with 72% defense, opens range with the left straight and the low kick, and dictates volume in the championship rounds, where cardio and experience weigh.

The trap. The easy name is Costa by knockout, off the recent kicks. But Allen has never been finished in 24 fights, and the men who beat him (Holloway, Evloev, Silva) couldn’t stop him either. Costa would have to do what the elite didn’t. His path exists, but it runs far more through volume and the cards than through a specific finish.

The matchup. On one side, Khamzat Chimaev: 15-0, champion, elite-level wrestling nobody in the division has solved. On the other, Sean Strickland: volume, a legendary chin, and 37 fights without ever being finished. The reality check.

The path to victory. Round one dictates everything. If Chimaev hits the takedown early, the way he did against Du Plessis, Strickland’s whole night becomes survival from the bottom. The read points to ground control and ground-and-pound over five rounds, with a late submission or a 50-44 card, exactly the script he just ran on the man who beat Strickland twice.

The trap. The easy name is Chimaev finishing in round one or two. But Strickland has never been finished in 37 fights, and Chimaev himself took his domination of Du Plessis to the cards without stopping him. If the finish comes, it comes late, off accumulated damage, not early. The real counter-signal is Chimaev’s cardio in the late rounds and nine months off.

The matchup. On one side, Jack Della Maddalena: the division’s #1, back from a dominant loss. On the other, Carlos Prates: a Fighting Nerds southpaw, the 7th-best knockdown rate in UFC history, and two straight knockouts of elite names. Homecoming against the nightmare.

The path to victory. Round one sets the tone. If JDM forces the clinch and the takedown the way Edwards did, he imposes the fight on his terms. If it stays standing, it is only a matter of time before the southpaw lands the left straight or a long kick. His 5-inch reach edge makes it hard for the Australian to close where his boxing works.

The trap. The easy name is JDM by decision, off the narrative of a man who has gone 25 minutes with Belal and Makhachev. But those decisions came against grapplers who backed up. Prates doesn’t back up. Volume will be there for both, but the damage per shot lives with the Brazilian, and he has shown he learned to defend the clinch that took him down against Edwards.