A young man on the screen was knocked down on the ring, the picture just cut to his face, just looking at the redness and swelling of that face, you can see that the young man was not lightly punched, at least the tall girl couldn't believe that her face was connected with such a punch. But there was no pain on the young man's face, but a smile, and there was no impurity in his clear eyes.

"This boxer is pretty good. The tall girl felt that the appearance of this fighter was not her cup of tea before, she had never considered this type, but now that she looked at it, she actually thought it was very good?

"What are you talking about!!, go watch your Korean drama!" Song Yu finally heard it now, of course, because she was not so nervous when she saw Chen Xing's smile.

"It's okay, let me see. The tall girl said coquettishly beside Song Yu, took a stool from her own seat next to her and sat next to Song Yu and watched it together, she felt quite novel.

"Xiao Yu, why are you squatting on the stool, aren't you tired?" The tall girl felt very strange about Song Yu's posture.

"I'm nervous, it's better to squat like this. Song Yu's gaze returned to the computer screen, and the drink bottle he was holding in his hand was slightly loosened.

"Why are you so nervous? Make it look like you know someone. "The tall girl thinks it's very novel and interesting, and Song Yu is really strange like this.

"I just know him, and I know him very well. Song Yu turned his head and said directly to the tall girl sitting next to him, this time it was the turn of the tall girl to be dumbfounded.

Do you really know each other?

There are too many such sights, and countless eyes looked at this ring and saw Chen Xing's smile on the ring.

And at this moment, Chen Xing, who was in the ring of the Nur-Sultan Gymnasium, he just felt that this punch was really heavy.

It was so heavy that he almost lost consciousness, but fortunately, the energy in his body suddenly surged at that moment, keeping him awake, otherwise he might have fainted just now.

Is this Monroe really not lying about his age? Monroe is already relatively young, and with this body, Chen Xing really doesn't want to believe that this is a man who is about to be forty years old.

From the moment he fell, the whole stadium was already boiling, all the Kazakhs were roaring, all the Monroe fans were screaming, they were cheering for his fall.

Ha, make him look like a public enemy of this world, Chen Xing looked at the ceiling of the stadium with a smile, from the moment he fell, the referee in the shirt had already come to his side and squatted down, counting down the numbers, and he also heard Uncle Xing's shouts.

For a few seconds, just take a break.

Chen Xing closed his eyes and waited for the referee's countdown, many people in the audience were counting, and countless voices penetrated Chen Xing's ears and swept through his head.

It may be different from what these people think, but this game is over.

He Chen Xing was unwilling.

Chen Xing opened his eyes, and his energy gathered in his eyes, as if all the energy and physical strength in his body were being mobilized.

"Five!" the referee was also counting down, and there was anticipation in his eyes, because from a personal emotional point of view, he also supported Monroe.

But at this moment, Chen Xing stood up.

Chen Xing, who fell to the ground, stood up directly from the ring with his hands on the ground, his face looked sober, and he didn't look like someone who had just been knocked down in the ring.

The countdown of the audience came to an abrupt end at this second.

The fighter stood up, the countdown was meaningless, and the fight would continue, but the referee still needed to determine whether Chen Xing's physical condition would allow him to continue fighting.

The referee asked Chen Xing to look him directly in the eye and asked Chen Xing if he would be able to continue fighting, and after a few seconds, the referee announced that the match would continue because Chen Xing's condition was normal and there was no problem.

"Oh my God, it's okay. Xiong Zixiang, who was sitting on the chair of the broadcast station, said that his fists were clenched, and when he counted down just now, he thought that the death sentence had been pronounced, and his heart was like ashes.

That heart, it's really cold.

Now Chen Xing stood up again, which simply put his hanging heart down, which felt much better than riding a roller coaster.

"Boxing champion Monroe is really terrifying, he really deserves to be a boxing champion at the top of the pyramid, fifteen consecutive wins, fifteen knockouts, this terrifying data has been maintained to this day, I don't know if Chen Xing will make this fifteen into sixteen today, or interrupt this number, there are still a few rounds of time for Chen Xing to rewrite the answer. ”

Compared with Xiong Zixiang's simple and rough explanation, Huang Kai's explanation is more official, when Chen Xing fell just now, Xiong Zixiang almost burst into foul language, Huang Kai was also nervous but still restrained himself, after all, he is a professional commentator no matter what he says.

"Whew, it's okay, it's okay. Saying that it was okay, it was not only Xiong Zixiang and Huang Kai who were okay, Uncle Xing who was standing next to the ring could be said to have almost peed out, he was much more nervous than Xiong Zixiang and Huang Kai, and when he saw Chen Xing standing up, his face was also very relaxed, so he didn't pee out.

The game continued, and the many spectators who stood up because of Chen Xing's fall just now didn't bother to sit down, and all of them stood and continued to watch the game.

Monroe was slightly surprised by Chen Xing's standing again, but for him, he was prepared for any situation, and his rich combat experience was accumulated through time, and he was known as the God of War.

The ninth round passed like this, and Chen Xing survived this round.

In front of the big screen in the center of Hong Kong City, a man in a cheap suit stood by the street, turning his head to look at the young man standing again in the big screen, and there were people coming and going under the big screen.

For what purpose?

Is it because you're curious about boxing, you're drawn to the flesh, or are you just looking to spend some boring time here?

The man didn't know what other people thought, but he knew why he didn't leave now and chose to stay - he wanted to see the result.

Will this YMCA win?

He was curious to know. The man in the cheap suit sat down in front of the wooden chair again, with the briefcase beside him, which he had intended to throw away.

"Ding. ”

At the beginning of the tenth round, Chen Xing, who had trimmed a break, stood on top of the ring again, and there were many fewer people under the ring who shouted Monroe's name, maybe they felt that this young fighter was worthy of respect, or maybe they were just tired of shouting.

Chen Xing's heart didn't change much, he just rushed to Monroe the moment the bell rang and continued to attack, this is, really-

Indomitable. 21

When I have experience points

When I have experience points