Chapter 59 Chapter Fifty-Nine

"Great job! I almost thought it was over!" Bruce hugged me from behind and laughed: "I used to knock someone out of the ring, but I punched him with the rope, let him flip back and fall along the rope, I didn't expect you could knock him into the air !" I was also very excited. I looked up at the TV and replayed the punch just now and replayed it five times before finally entering the commercial.It turned out that I hit the boxing champion's left glove and hurried back to the defense just now, but I failed to blow off his head in one fell swoop. The boxing champion also looked up at the scene of himself flying off the ring just now, fear flashed in his eyes again, and a group of assistants kept ice-packing his left hand and nose, and massaging his shoulders and neck.

Unexpectedly, the opportunity appeared in the third round, and there was no need to wait until the ninth round when the points were lost, and rushed to throw punches under time pressure. Fortunately. "But my right hand is starting to hurt." I whispered. "Don't get caught." Bruce's voice was lowered, with a smirk on his face. Deception tactics, right? I sighed, I really hoped that sister Xinxin would be there to see my punch from the blue sky. Although not as heroic as Yuxuan, I still hope to prove something in front of Sister Xinxin, although she doesn't need me to prove anything at all.

I will always be the same, with advantages and disadvantages. "By the way, you didn't ask Ke Luo, did you?" I asked, looking at Ke Luo, who looked at me and forced a smile. "No, let's talk after we're done." Bruce had an "Oh, you're so annoying" expression. When I think of Ke Luo's bad expression, I feel a little panicked, and I don't care much about the victory of the punch just now. "I'm going to find out." Before the bell rang, I walked to the microphone and asked Ke Luo loudly: "Miss Ke Luo, why do you look like a big sour plum? Where did Jian Han go? ?”

The audience laughed, but Ke Luo couldn't smile at all. I was startled, and the bell rang in astonishment. "Get down!" Bruce yelled, and I crouched reflexively as a gust of wind whizzed over my head. The majestic boxing champion unexpectedly attacked me from behind! Taking advantage of the squatting position, I turned around, tensed my calf muscles, and punched an antelope fist with my left hand, and the boxing champion stepped back to avoid it. "Little man!" I said angrily, and feinted with a straight right fist. The experienced boxing champion was shocked and slid to the side.

The boxing champion doesn't know that my right fist can only hit a home run with the same posture. "You were the one who attacked first!" The boxing champion was indignant, wondering if he was about to launch another offensive and defensive battle of pooping.The right fist pushed me away. I defended with both hands, and slowly approached the boxing champion, observing the specific injuries of the boxing champion. The champion was sweating profusely, his left arm seemed rather tense, and his steps were much slower. I stepped forward and made a combo of left and right bows, but the footsteps of the boxing champion controlled the space on the ring in another very experienced way. With the right fist of a heavy weapon and the defense, my attack was still spinning in the center of the ring.

"It's yours!" I quickened my pace, but saw the boxing champion suddenly punched away, sweeping past my ears, which made me break out in a cold sweat. The boxing champion sneered, as if telling me that even if he only had his right fist left, he could still crush me. I grit my teeth and lunge towards the champion's left side, which is his weak point. "You want to take advantage of me?" The boxing champion's fierce right fist shook me away, and my arms were numb immediately. However, the boxing champion launched a round of direct right punching skills, and punched me straight with more than ten consecutive punches. Nailed to the edge of the ring, my back touched the rope for the first time.

What a terrible boxing champion, his right fist seems to be a big hammer, trying to hammer my nail until it sinks into the ground. Compared with the frenzied beating like "breathless blows", the boxing champion's precise and brutal straight punches are more terrifying. As long as my hands are shaken away, my heart will be hit by his right fist. But I just can't avoid it to the side.I don't fall for people. The only permitted exception was a surprise attack, but the opportunity had not yet presented itself to the calm and resolute champion. "Don't faint!" I squinted my eyes, and after my strong right fist barely met the boxing champion's right fist, I rubbed my body and hit the boxing champion's abdomen with my left fist. Rocky abs take my liver attack and his right fist slams down on my head.

I widened my eyes, and an impact plunged into the top of my head and then passed through the back of my head, but my legs were still gripping the floor desperately, my right fist was clenched, and it hit the boxer's abdomen, and the boxer shook slightly. Shocked, with a slightly pained expression. I lowered my head and hooked the boxing champion with an antelope punch with my left fist, but the boxing champion immediately tightened his jaw and leaned back to avoid my explosive big move, and at the same time smashed his right fist on my nose superior. "Diamond one strike kill!" I took this terrifying punch hard, and thrust out with a straight right fist, the boxing champion jumped away at lightning speed, with a look of horror on his face.Apparently haven't gotten over the bad memories of my right punch.

In this close fight, in terms of momentum, I won by a margin. I didn't back down a single step, but the boxing champion ran away. Thanks to Aristotle, otherwise I would have been knocked unconscious by those two big hammers. "Come on? Come on again?" I sucked back the nosebleed and swung my left fist lightly, measuring the deadly distance between me and the boxing champion. I slowly approached the boxing champion, and the audience breathed nervously. The boxing champion's expression was the same as that of my eleven opponents before, unbelievable to the point of bewilderment, and he even took a big step back.

The retreat of the boxing champion brought the climax of the game. "Don't fall!" The 5,000 crowd shouted their dreams of being a small person, and I seemed to be the spokesperson for overthrowing the powerful. I swayed slightly, like a hedgehog, the boxer on full alert, not knowing how to swallow my unpalatable animal. "Bloody quintet!" My left fist was pouring out. The boxing champion didn't dodge my right fist in order to concentrate on my right fist. He only bent down with his right arm and bent down to block all my jabs. It doesn't matter, if you want to see it, let you see enough, as long as you start to be afraid, there is no so-called opportunity.

What's more, your head is down! I suddenly stepped on my left foot, bent over and punched my right fist, the figure of the boxing champion flickered, and I seemed to hear the loud sound of the boxing champion's cold sweat exploding. Frustrated?I don't have the fullness of hitting objects on my glove. I didn't raise my head, but just looked at the rapidly shaking shadow of the boxing champion on the ground.Bend over, then step left, come again! boom! The boxing champion quickly flashed my big punch again! The audience was in an uproar, I really like the background music. "Run away!" I looked at the pale boxing champion leaning on the rope. The right hand heavy cannon that the boxing champion relied on to win the championship rushed out. Like an indomitable warrior, I withstood the punch of the boxing champion with my chest, and stepped out with my left foot again! The strength of this step shook the ring, and my eyes were fixed on the champion's nose. The right fist that the boxing champion hit on my chest was lightning retracted, and then struck again! "Go!" My shoulders sank, and my deadly right fist struck again! The world of right fist duels! The boxing champion suddenly turned his head to the side, but his wild long hair had no time to dodge, and was immediately blown away by the wind pressure of my punch, and the hair scattered violently, and then slowly floated over the ring like a dandelion. The bell rang. My right fist landed right between the champion's neck and shoulder, less than three centimeters away from his face. let you escape. "Next round, I want you to keep that damn belt." I lightly touched the back of the boxer's head with my glove, and then parried the boxer's right fist on my chest indifferently. The boxing champion had a dull expression, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and his throat swelled. There was another thunderous applause in the arena.