Nikita Tszyu is promising violence and to send Jack Brubaker back into retirement when the pair square off in a spicy super-welterweight showdown in Sydney.
"I'm just zoned in. There's no more time for talking. It's all about business, it's all about violence," Tszyu said at the weigh-in for Wednesday night's bout at the Horden Pavilion.
"I want to seriously hurt him. Put some damage onto him and inflict as much pain as possible.
"It's just something fun for me. It's something that I enjoy doing.
Known as 'The Butcher' for his brutality and cold-blooded nature in the ring, the 25-year-old Sydney slayer has only once been pushed the distance in his previous six fights.
But this time, for kicks, the undefeated Tszyu (6-0, 5KOs) plans on slow cooking the underdone Brubaker (17-4-2, 8KOs).
"I'm going to try and push it as long as possible," he said.
"I'm going to take it real slow at the very start and then work my way up.
"He doesn't have the fitness to go the whole way round. He gassed up pretty quickly in his last fight.
"So put him around for a little bit and then use him as a punching bag for the rest."
The younger brother of WBO super-welterweight world champion Tim Tszyu was making no apologies for his brutal approach.
"We're not in this sport to put make-up on each other or something. We're in this sport to fight," he said.
"It's a damn fight. We want to fight. We want to hurt each other.
"I want to see blood. I want to bust up his face. I want to see his eyes close off. That's what I want."
Tszyu conceded having to starve himself to hit the scales at 69.54 kilograms, comfortably under the limit, hadn't helped his mood.
"It always p****s me off, having to make weight," he said.
"I follow that energy into my opponent and that p***ed-offness is going to keep coming into the fight."
Addressing Brubaker in the face-off, Tszyu added, "This is going be your retirement.
"This is the last time you're going be in the ring and this is my time."
The 31-year-old Brubaker, known as the Cronulla Cowboy, insisted he was saddling up for a victory of his own.
"He looks like me when I get down to 66 (kilos)," he said.
"But he's all business today. He was blowing me kisses yesterday, trying to console me for my last fight.
"But I told him I'm going to be in there consoling him for the beating that I'm going to put on him.
"No excuses. I feeling f***ing good. I'm vintage Brubaker. I'm going to let it show with my fists."
