I go to bed dreaming, thinking that I want to be the best in the octagon and be a champion.

I will try to do everything to finish the fight earlier as I can. No more, no more.

I already knew that this is what I'm gonna do during my life because martial arts, for me, it's not just my job. It's not just the way to get some money. Of course it's important.

To have an opportunity to fight for the title, you have to prove you deserve it against top opponents.

I can't imagine my life without martial arts. I would be a different person.

Every experience brings something. From one point, it is good because you know what to expect from this kind of opponent - what is her speed, her striking force.

My coach has taught me since 5 years old, and he stresses not just the quality of training but the mental part. Technique and the mental game have to mesh, balance.

My understanding of the world is all through the prism of martial arts. It's affected every aspect of my life.

I've been in martial arts more than 20 years; I've seen fighters who barely have a professional fight say they're the best in the world. I've seen many people use these words. At the end of the day, that doesn't matter. What matters is when the door closes and everyone clearly sees who deserves or does not deserve something.

My mom just brought me to the school of my coach. And I've trained with him my whole life. I started there, and it was totally natural for me. When I got to be 12 years old, I understood: it wasn't a job for me. It was my life.