Francis, who was tired of defense, didn't expect that this second-rate boxer, who seemed to him to be able to hit such a pressing fast punch, it was not that he didn't want to fight back, but he rushed to fight back under this rhythm of fast punches, and it was likely that something would happen.

"Ding. "The second round is over.

Chen Xing stopped his fist at this time, covered with beads of sweat and walked back to the red corner, as soon as Chen Xing spit out the braces, Xiaofang took a water bottle and sprayed water into Chen Xing's mouth, and the water was spit out before it stayed in Chen Xing's mouth for a second.

Those who put ice packs and those who smeared Vaseline all put their hands on Chen Xing's body.

"Yes, at this pace. Uncle Xing's tone was very excited, what are you kidding, Chen Xing suppressed the world boxing champion in the last round!!

Chen Xing nodded.

Diagonally at the blue corner, Francis also enjoys the same treatment, ice pack Vaseline water bottle.

"I guess this level of fast punching is nothing to you. Francis' coach smiled, not in the slightest because Francis was suppressed by Chen Xing in the last round.

Francis was silent, his expression was still flat, and the defense of the previous round had drained him a lot of energy, and sweat slipped from the sun on his chest.

Bite.

Round 3 begins.

Chen Xing raised his gloves and walked forward briskly under his feet, like a dance, and continued the crazy fast punch combination of the previous round in the opening stanza.

Although Francis is not a famous boxing champion for his pace, it does not mean that his pace is not strong, he quickly retreated to avoid Chen Xing's fast punches, but Chen Xing's footsteps changed, sticking to Francis like a maggot on the tarsal bone, making him unable to escape.

"If it goes on like this, Chen Xing is really sure that he will survive until the end of the twelve rounds!" Huang Kai was shocked, to be honest, let alone foreign boxing, no one in the domestic boxing world would be naïve enough to think that Chen Xing would win.

Because, really, it's too hard.

The domestic environment wants to cultivate a fighter who can compete with the world boxing champion, really, too hard.

But Chen Xing suddenly appeared, standing in the world boxing ring at the age of a few days and nineteen years old, attacking the boxing champion wildly, without the slightest fear.

Maybe he, is it really possible?

"It's not good to relax and be careless just yet. Xiong Zixiang's eyes were glued to the picture, and he even forgot the task of commentary, and now he wants to watch this game well, and his mind is also concerned about the picture.

"Chen Xing!"

"Chen Xing!"

There are still many Chinese abroad who come to watch the game, maybe they are not so fond of boxing, but knowing that domestic fighters come here to fight against the world boxing champions, they are still willing to come to cheer.

Francis still defended against Chen Xing's fast punch at the beginning, no matter how he moved, Chen Xing immediately stuck like a stinky kraft candy, and he couldn't shake it off at all.

Francis, who was holding his gloves high, looked through the gap between the gloves, and the eagle eyes watched the frequency and rhythm of Chen Xing's punches in the gap.

The corners of Francis's mouth tugged up.

Who do you think you're fighting?!" Francis had a fierce look in his eyes.

Now is the time!

In the moment when the tornado stalled, Francis withdrew his fists held high in front of his face, and his extra-long arm length allowed him to land deadly punches at this distance.

This is the gift of Francis that God gave him!

"Bang!"

In the gap between Chen Xing's fast punches that were almost suffocating, Francis still seized the opportunity and hit Chen Xing in the abdomen with an uppercut.

The sound of the gloves striking the flesh was clearly audible all around the ring.

Chen Xing's fist raised in mid-air stagnated slightly, and the huge force made his abdomen feel like he had been hit by a cow.

It was the time when Chen Xing stopped for a moment.

"Bang!" Francis burst out and struck Chen Xing in the head with a hook.

Chen Xing's body no longer stagnated, but his steps quickly retreated, widening the distance between him and Francis.

Chen Xing felt like his head had been hammered by a hammer, and his ears had a little tinnitus, and he gritted his braces and shook his head quickly, trying to wake himself up.

His mind seemed to be unable to think at the moment, Chen Xing wanted to raise his head and open his eyes to see Francis clearly, but his body couldn't react, so he could only control his body to leave Francis.

At this time, if he is hit again, he is in danger.

"Francis!!" When Francis hit Chen Xing with the first heavy punch, someone had already started to roar.

The second punch detonated the stadium.

"Francis!"

"Francis!"

The voice of Francis's name resounded through the gym, and among them, only a few small voices that were overshadowed by the sound for a few moments were shouting.

"Chen Xing. ”

Ling Xin was sitting around the ring, from her angle, she could just see Chen Xing's face full of pain with his head down, looking at Chen Xing's painful face, Ling Xin felt an indescribable discomfort in his heart, and could only shout Chen Xing's name over and over again, as if this could appease the isolated boy on the stage.

Just when Chen Xing had already retreated to the corner of the ring, Chen Xing felt the energy of his whole body rushing to his head, and the chaotic and painful, uncontrollable head quickly calmed down.

The energy brought him back!

Chen Xing raised his head, and rushed towards a fist glove, almost without any thought, the instinctive reaction of his body, Chen Xing dodged this punch with a diving action, and then changed his pace, burst out from the corner, and rushed behind Francis.

"Whew!" The whole audience was amazed at this punch, and Chen Xing was about to be hit at hand.

"Damn! It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay to dodge!" Seeing Chen Xing dodge this punch, Xiong Zixiang almost shouted, and his heart hung up when he saw it just now, if this punch hit.

Chen Xing is likely to leave the Circle outright, and Francis will add another knockout record to his luxurious record.

"Ahem, this Coach Xiong, Chen Xing's dodge is very beautiful. Huang Kai saw that he was nodding, and Xiong Zixiang seemed to have completely forgotten that he was still commenting, and he was watching the game.

"Eun, beautiful. Xiong Zixiang replied perfunctorily, his eyes locked on the screen.

Damn! Huang Kai also shouted a word of support, but he shouted in his heart, what about this live broadcast, can you say such things.

It's not just Xiong Zixiang who breathed a sigh of relief, but also the people in front of the huge screen in the Fengwei Club, the father and daughter with Coke in front of the computer screen, the girl in the quilt in the dormitory building, the boy on the train running in the dark night, and the woman sitting alone on the sofa watching the computer, all breathed a sigh of relief.

Francis turned around and looked at Chen Xing, who had re-established his standard boxing stance, with a hint of surprise on his face.

Is this recovered?

Originally, he thought that he would be able to finish Chen Xing in this round, just a few punches.

The two punches before him basically had no ability to defend, and if he didn't fall, it could be regarded as Chen Xingnai's fight, as long as he caught up with him and made up a few punches, this young man who didn't know the height of the sky would fall like a dead dog.

But this Chen Xing quickly came to his senses and dodged his punch, which surprised Francis.

"Ding. ”

The bell rings and the third round is over.

Francis wasn't too disappointed, these few punches didn't end the fight, so let's fight a few more rounds, after all, this fight cost so much money, it's good for the audience to watch it for a while.

Let this group see clearly his Francis's strength.

Chen Xing gasped and sat back in the blue corner, feeling that there seemed to be a lot of sweat in the corners of his eyes.

"Bleeding. Xiao Fang looked at the wound at the corner of Chen Xing's eyes, her tone trembled slightly, Chen Xing thought it was sweat, but it was actually blood.

"It's no big deal, just do a little hemostasis. Uncle Xing carefully looked at the wound at the corner of Chen Xing's eye, and when he went on stage to box, he had the consciousness of bleeding.

Chen Xing didn't have any thoughts when he heard that he was bleeding, he just gasped and adjusted the state of his body.

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