Chen Xing walked to the gate of the backstage, outside the gate, is the infield of the gymnasium, this is the largest gymnasium in the entire Nur-Sultan, this gymnasium can not be rented by anyone for the game, it can accommodate tens of thousands of spectators.

But Monroe can.

With Monroe's name and the negotiation of the boxing organization, there is no problem in renting the largest stadium in Nur-Sultan.

Chen Xing, who was standing at the door, could feel the sound of people outside, and the sound insulation effect of this door was very good, but Chen Xing, who was standing at the door at the moment, could still feel the sound outside the door.

He had already received the news that the huge gymnasium, with seats for tens of thousands of people, had all been sold out.

How many of them are Chinese, how many are Kazakhs, and how many are people from other countries who love boxing, Chen Xing himself still knows in his heart.

A hand was on Chen Xing's shoulder, Chen Xing slowly turned his head and saw Uncle Xing's face, Uncle Xing nodded to him, and the people from the Fengwei Boxing Club behind him were already standing in place, and there were good multimedia machines waiting here.

Chen Xing turned his head to look at the closed backstage door, he was also waiting.

Waiting for the moment the door opens.

"Audience, are you ready?!" The host in a black suit took Mike in the ring and shouted to the empty audience, the huge stadium was densely packed, and Mike's voice could barely drown out the noise of the audience when it reverberated in the gymnasium.

Chen Xing, who was separated from the backstage door, smiled slightly when he heard this shout, his eyes seemed to see through the opaque backstage door.

Also smiling slightly was Monroe who was preparing in another backstage room, and Monroe was also standing behind the backstage door waiting, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly when he heard this sound.

Quite simply, this presenter speaks Kazakh.

How many World Championships have been held in Kazakh?

"Ready!" In the next second after the host finished speaking, the enthusiastic Kazakh made it clear to the host that the microphone is not necessarily the best use.

The host standing in the ring felt that he was surrounded by sound waves, and his legs in a black suit and pants were weak and he almost sat down, but fortunately, he was not a young host anymore, and he still had the ability to adapt, so he held on to it.

"Okay, then, I declare that the next thing going on is the IBF Boxing League middleweight world gold medal fight!" The host continued to raise his voice, so that the exhaled breath continued to support him to stand.

The feedback from the host's words was the hustle and bustle of the audience, and this group of people did not hesitate to create the heat of the scene.

Whether they support the national generals or simply love boxing, at this moment, they did not hesitate to give their reactions, and the whole scene was full of voices, as if boiling.

Seeing that his words had caused this effect, the host nodded, very satisfied, although he knew that this situation had nothing to do with his personal hosting skills, and it was the same for another person, but he should still be happy.

"So, now, let's bring in the Red Horn, a former boxing champion from China and a talented young fighter who once held the WBO super welterweight belt, Chen Xing!" The presenter in a black suit shouted.

As the last Kazakh word of the host fell, BG sounded on the road of the audience, and the stirring accompaniment resounded in the gymnasium, barely covering the noise of the audience.

This kind of agitated BG is actually quite familiar to the audience, but I can't remember where I've heard it. The difference between professional boxing and amateur boxing can also be seen from this BG.

You say that at the national level, when selecting fighters to participate in the Olympic competition, the fighters will play a popular stirring music when they appear, is this appropriate?

It's not suitable, it's not rigorous enough, let alone the Olympics, this is a place to put the national anthem, it's not appropriate for you to put this thing, it's not rigorous.

But professional boxing doesn't matter, it's business-oriented.

With the sound of passionate music, the door in front of Chen Xing opened, and there was no obstruction, and the entire gymnasium was in front of him, with layers of seats, dense audiences, and countless voices.

This time, the stadium was not as dimly lit as it was during his first World Boxing Stand, and the bout was basically focused on the ring by the lights, making them the only bright place in the entire gymnasium.

Today, the Nur-Sultan gymnasium is not dim at all, and large pieces of transparent glass let in a large area of sunlight, making the entire gymnasium as bright as an outdoor place.

The backstage door was opened, and there were two strong men in bodyguard uniforms standing in front of the gate.

It's a bodyguard.

This was not hired by Chen Xing, but hired by the Boxing League to help Chen Xing open the way and walk to the ring, after all, no one knows if there will be "enthusiastic" spectators rushing out to stop in front of the boxer.

The fighter can finish the opponent with one punch and then move on, but this kind of action is obviously inappropriate, so the presence of this kind of bodyguard is very useful.

The two sturdy bodyguards opened the way, and Chen Xing followed behind the two bodyguards, and behind Chen Xing was the entire Fengwei Boxing Club staff group, and there were many media filming.

The voice in the stadium weakened suddenly, and the reason was because of Chen Xing's appearance.

Chen Xing smiled lightly under the boxing robe and hat, what is going on, it feels more difficult to fight than going to the country, away, this is the away.

Chen Xing casually felt it and walked towards the ring.

He, Chen Xing, will not change in any way because of the size of the applause in this world.

No!

The black in Chen Xing's eyes was converging, and the pupils that had always been waveless in the ancient well were lifted by the wind at this moment, and rushed out of the well, converging into a black dragon wind.

"Okay, here we can finally see that the pride of our country, the genius boxer, Chen Xing has already appeared, and it is a familiar gold-red dragon pattern boxing robe, it seems that Chen Xing boxer is a person who misses the old. Huang Kai looked forward to the stars and the moon, and finally looked forward to Chen Xing's appearance.

He and Xiong Zixiang don't know how long they have been idle, and they can even say hello to the audience a second time, and it can be seen that they have nothing to say to the point of madness.

Seeing Chen Xing come out now, they were happier than anything else.

"That's right, in fact, I thought this boxing robe was very handsome last time, and I don't know who designed it. The picture switched to the scene, not in the broadcast hall of the two, Xiong Zixiang was much more relaxed, the tone of his speech was a little floating, and his sitting posture was not very upright.

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