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Mark Magsayo Upsets Andres Cortes with Unanimous Decision

Mark Magsayo walked into Las Vegas as the B-side, the man flown in to make a local contender look good. He walked out with a unanimous decision and a fight that might just have rescued his career.

All three judges scored it 97-93 for the former world champion, who outlasted and outpunched previously unbeaten Andres Cortes in a messy, bruising 10-rounder on the Garcia vs. Benn card at T-Mobile Arena.

It was a fight that never quite settled into rhythm. It didn’t need to. It had tension instead.

Fast start, strange middle

Cortes, fighting in front of his home crowd, set the tone early. He pressed forward from the opening bell, snapping a jab in Magsayo’s face and driving him to the ropes with heavy body shots. The first round belonged to the Las Vegas native, his right hand already finding a comfortable home.

Magsayo, though, has never been the type to fade into the background. He answered in the second, flashing the fast hands that once carried him to a featherweight world title. He circled, countered, dug to the body, and clipped Cortes with a sharp right that reminded everyone he wasn’t just here to survive.

From there, the pattern looked set: Cortes marching, Magsayo firing in bursts, both men trading in tight spaces.

Then came the oddness.

In the third, Cortes caught Magsayo with a short shot inside and the Filipino went to a knee. It was ruled a knockdown in real time, but on replay it was clear Magsayo wasn’t hurt in the conventional sense. His balance, his posture, his habit of ducking low into Cortes’ body made every tangle look dramatic. The confusion only deepened in the fourth, when another sequence that resembled a slip was initially treated like a knockdown before being wiped from the books.

The referee spent as much time warning Magsayo about dipping his head as he did separating the fighters. The body language was ugly, the optics worse. Cortes and his corner grew visibly irritated as Magsayo kept ending up on a knee without a clean, damaging punch landing.

But while the aesthetics favored Cortes, the scorecards did not.

Cortes surges, Magsayo hangs on

Through the middle rounds, Cortes looked like the man taking control. He stalked behind that jab, then punished Magsayo with the right hand every time the Filipino’s head dipped into range. He won the exchanges in close, outworking his opponent and forcing him to absorb the heavier shots.

By the end of the sixth, Magsayo was getting “battered whenever Cortes gets in range,” as the live call had it. The Las Vegas fighter appeared to be cruising, his volume and pressure stacking up rounds.

Yet Magsayo refused to fold.

He dug in, even as his balance betrayed him and his defensive habits made him look more vulnerable than he actually was. He kept slinging combinations, kept looking for the uppercut, kept biting down on the mouthpiece every time Cortes closed the distance.

The seventh brought more of the same strange theater: Magsayo landing some clean shots, then suddenly dropping to a knee again in a non-knockdown sequence that only heightened the frustration in the Cortes corner. The home fighter looked like the cleaner technician, but the Filipino’s scoring punches and sheer defiance kept him close enough to matter.

Late rally turns the tide

The fight turned in the eighth and ninth. Magsayo finally found the rhythm he’d been chasing all night.

Cortes still landed his right hand when Magsayo dipped, but the Filipino started stitching his own work together. The uppercut came alive. Combinations flowed instead of single, desperate shots. He fought like a man who knew he was behind and refused to let the moment slip.

In the ninth, Magsayo’s left hook and uppercuts began to tell. He went to the body, then whipped shots upstairs, forcing Cortes to feel something he hadn’t felt much of all night: doubt. The crowd, firmly behind the local favorite early, began to sense the shift.

By the final round, Magsayo was the aggressor. Cortes landed a right, but the Filipino answered with a flurry, then dug to the body again. The Las Vegas man tried to steady things behind his jab, but the urgency belonged to Magsayo. The big, decisive moment never came for either man in those closing seconds, yet the impression was clear—Magsayo had seized back the momentum when it mattered.

On MMA Fighting’s unofficial card, Cortes still edged it 97-93. The judges at ringside saw it very differently, all three siding with Magsayo by the same 97-93 margin.

No controversy on the numbers themselves—this was a swing fight with swing rounds—but the result will sting for Cortes. At home, on a major card, in a matchup designed to push him into the next tier, he ran into a former champion who simply refused to play his part.

For Magsayo, who has ridden the rollercoaster from world title highs to damaging defeats, this was something more than just another win on a stacked undercard. It was a reminder—to the division and perhaps to himself—that he is still a factor, still dangerous, still capable of walking into a hostile arena and ripping the script in half.

The question now is simple: after a night like this, who dares underestimate him again?