Fluffy, Strongest Bull There Is
As the bull came down, it was filled with content as it suddenly crashed down. However, there was no destruction, no debris flying, no reaction from the crowd. That was when he realized.
The man had caught him.
Immediately, the bull wiggled in his grip, trying desperately to escape. That single action had robbed the bull of the sense of power that it fought for so long. All the champions it had slain and tortured on the grand stage, all the people it had crushed under its boot, all for the love of the crowd and for the attention of the humans. Now it was another human that had threatened that title, the title of entertainer.
The crowd roared, drowning the bull's yelps of pain as it smashed into the ground. The smaller bulls flew out of the ring, instantly ending their role in the battle. After all, once you leave the arena, the eyes of the people no longer fall on your shoulders. Now, it was a match between the giant bull and the man. It's eyes furrowed, narrowing on the human that had humiliated it thus far. Silently, it acknowledged the man as its superior, perhaps even its replacement.
That is what it meant to be a champion.
Once again, the bull stood to its feet, lowering its head, ready to charge. It knew what it was: a bull, nothing more, nothing less. A bull could not outsmart a human. A bull could not overpower this human, but this bull could outlast this one, and turn the hearts of the people on him.