Chapter 58 Chapter 58

I sat down a little discouraged and looked at Jianhan, who was no longer on the seat. I was a little suspicious, Jianhan didn't know whether to defecate or pee? Ke Luo looked at me with a pale face. "Damn, you've been beaten for fun, do you have any countermeasures?" Bruce asked me loudly, pouring a large bottle of ice water on top of my head. I shuddered and shook my head. What's Korona's expression?She's always been a happier idiot than a professional idiot. "Are you afraid of him?" Bruce patted my face to bring me back to my senses. "Damn it, I hate him," I said, watching the champion sit in the opposite corner reading a newspaper.He is really deliberate enough, why pretend to be easy?

"Then don't be afraid of his shit talk? Damn, find a way to choke it back." Bruce complained. "Try your best." I said, the only good thing about the competition so far is that the boxing champion has no plans to solve me quickly for the sake of the association's damn advertising revenue. I really want to seriously deduce the strategy for the next round in my mind, but my mind has been stuck on the empty VIP seats and Keluo's weird expression. "Bruce, leave me alone after the bell rings for a while, help me to ask what happened to Ke Luo." I just finished speaking, the pet grooming advertisement on the TV wall disappeared, and the third round of the bell rang.

"Come on! You are a mother-in-law, you are out of your mind!" Bruce patted my back hard, it seems that he will not help me to ask. I stood up, unable to think for a while, and simply put on a defensive posture honestly. The boxing champion threw the newspaper to his assistant, walked deliberately to the microphone on the pillar of the ring, swung his right fist heavily, and the microphone rang out with a sharp sound of wind pressure, causing the audience to exclaim. The boxing champion pulled up his pants proudly, shaking his thick eyebrows, and said: "Little friend, do you plan to win when you come on stage today? Or do you just want to perform a monkey show of a tumbler to make everyone happy?" break open.

I was very angry in my heart, but I didn't want to admit defeat again, and said: "Your pants are crooked." The corner of my brow was grazed by a quick fist, and there was a burst of pain.The audience burst into laughter. The boxing champion ignored me, sneered and quickly circled me, with a brisk left fist and a heavy right fist, as if he was hitting a dead target.The boxing champion's left fist controls the pace of my movement. As long as I try to get out of the center of his punching circle, his heavy right fist will forcefully push me back to the center of the circle. I was beaten constantly, and I couldn't even find a chance to move forward desperately.

"Your trousers are askew and your dick is showing," I said, getting a slap on my left shoulder.The 5,000 audience laughed wildly again. The champion stared at me, moved his body quickly, and pushed me back to the center of the beating with a heavy punch. "Look, everyone is laughing at you, the boxing champion with the little penis exposed." I stared at his pants and took a quick punch to the forehead. At this moment, even the referees on the side laughed, not to mention the hysterical laughter of 5,000 people, as if they were watching the climax of a comedy movie. The boxing champion looked at me coldly, but couldn't hide his anger. A super fast left fist hit my left face straight, and my body immediately tilted to one side.

"Concentrate on boxing, this round is almost over, just go back to your coach and stuff the dick back." I was still chanting, and I was beaten five times by the laughter in the ring. Six abdominal attacks. But I noticed that the moment the boxing champion withdrew his left fist, his eyes couldn't help but flicker. "Dumbo, shake, shake, the boxing champion's bird is so cute, I really want to touch it." I suddenly put down my fist, walked towards the boxing champion with a smiley face, bent over, and my left hand seemed to be trying to catch the boxing champion's bird eggs.

The boxing champion was taken aback, and immediately lowered his head reflexively, watching his pants jump away. I roared, and stepped out with my left foot, instantly pinning the boxing champion where he jumped away. I lowered my head and pushed my shoulders, and the deadly right fist drew an invincible light in the air. "Go!" I fell on the ring, and there was silence all around. Damn it, my center of gravity was still unstable with this punch. I lay on the floor, flipped my feet up, and jumped straight up. "Where is the boxing champion?" I wondered, and the referee also opened his mouth wide in confusion.

Suddenly, there was thunderous cheers in the audience, so loud that I almost covered my ears with my fists. The referee rushed off the ring in front of me, and I followed him to look down the ring, only to realize that the champion was staggering and struggling in the audience. I was stunned, but my body responded immediately. I raised my killer right fist high, and let out a wild roar from my mouth. The emotions of the five thousand people in the audience reached the highest point! I knocked the boxing champion off the ring in one fell swoop! "Damn it! You must watch the replay!" Bruce was ecstatic.

"Six—seven—" the referee counted the seconds nervously. He probably didn't count the seconds against the boxing champion who fell outside the ring. The boxing champion grabbed the chairs of the audience and stood up staggeringly. His expression was inexplicably horrified, two tubes of nosebleeds flowed down, his left hand was limp, and his chest heaved violently. "Come up, don't think that you'll be fine if you hide below." I said, vaguely, the right fist that established Qigong felt a little sore. It seems that the boxing champion is not a static wall. Although this punch is full of impact, but once the boxing champion is knocked off the stage, the impact force will probably only be less than half of the force.

Fortunately, my right fist was not scrapped in an instant.There are five thick cushions stuck to the pressure-resistant wall. "Hateful!" The boxing champion roared angrily, and after coughing dryly twice, he stood on the ring again holding the rope with his right hand. As soon as the boxing champion came on stage and wiped away the blood from his nose, the bell rang. The relieved expression of the boxing champion when he heard the bell rang, coupled with the never-ending screams of the audience, was really pleasant.