He is the person who knows the boxer Monroe best in the world, and he is also Chen Xing's coach during this time, Chen Xing is accompanied by him for all his training, and he is also Chen Xing's target shooter, it can be said that Ako also knows Chen Xing's current competitive state very well.

Yang Ling asked Luo Qinghe to get an answer to this question, and even if he got it, there was no accuracy, but it was different from Master Ake's mouth.

Arco hasn't taken his eyes off the ring since the start of the fight, and watching such a fight doesn't make it easy for him.

"The results may be coming soon. Master Ako rubbed his ears, both of which were about to be deafened by the people next to him, which made Ako even more worried about whether his ears would be bombarded.

"Tell me about the situation. The employees at Riverside Gym were intrigued and leaned towards Arco.

"Monroe usually finishes in the ninth round, and I think it was the same this time. Master Ako said flatly, he already understood when he saw the seventh round.

Monroe is not old, he has maintained most of his peak combat power, and only years are left to defeat him.

So this time the result was the same as the previous fifteen.

Monroe will win.

Chen Xing is very strong, that's right, when he first started to train with Chen Xing, Ako had already discovered the clues of Chen Xing's genius, this young fighter actually has the style of many boxing champion-level fighters, and can even be compared with those boxing champions.

But it's not that you know more, you're good, boxers at the level of boxers won't easily learn other people's styles, it's completely unnecessary, it's better to be more exquisite than learning from others, and you're not afraid of the other party.

One law to break ten thousand laws.

Monroe is that kind of person.

"It's the ninth round, Mr. Monroe. During the break after round eight, a young man from Monroe's team wiped the sweat of Monroe, who was sitting in the blue corner.

"Thank you, remind me, you know that when you are old, you have a bad memory. Monroe smiled, his slightly youthful face could not escape the traces of time, and the corners of his eyes showed some wrinkles when he smiled. Sweat covered Monroe's face, a firm face with a slight simplicity.

"No, no, Mr. Monroe is not very old at all. The young man shook his head firmly, after so many years in this team, seeing Monroe's victory for so many years, Monroe has become the god of war in his mind.

The youth chose to join the team because of Monroe, who is a national hero in his mind.

Hearing the young man's determined voice, Monroe smiled.

"There's no one who doesn't get old, little one. Monroe stood up, and the beads of sweat that had been paused began to fall again at this moment, countless beads of sweat flowed on Monroe's strong body, flowing this battle-hardened body, and it is not an exaggeration to say that this body is the epitome of Kazakh boxing in the past ten years.

He, Monroe, will be old, but not today.

"Ding. ”

The bell rings, and the ninth round begins.

"This is the ninth round, and at this point, the physical strength of the two fighters can be said to be not much, especially the tough attacks of both sides in the first few rounds, without the slightest sense of saving physical strength, I boldly predict that this match should be a contest of points. Huang Kai has been sweating all over his body after watching these eight rounds.

"If no one falls, the winner is determined by the number of valid hits. Huang Kai did not forget his identity as a commentator, and explained in detail, he clearly knew what Luo Qinghe wanted to do.

He wants to attract a fresh audience and want more people in the country to learn about boxing.

And not those so-called boxing championships that entertain themselves.

He, Huang Kai, also wants to do the same, so he will explain in more detail and say something simple.

"No, the situation is not right, Monroe is attacking when he comes up, and this attack looks stronger than the previous rounds in terms of speed and strength, what is the situation?" Just when Huang Kai was busy explaining in detail, Xiong Zixiang found that the situation on the court was wrong.

"Monroe!"

"Monroe!"

The entire huge gymnasium was filled with people chanting Monroe's name.

This was a wonderful feeling for Monroe standing on the stage, especially in the beginning, listening to others shouting his name hoarsely, as if he had poured some strength into that name.

At first, Monroe thought it was a strange feeling.

But then, Monroe felt that this shout was not so easy to bear, and that if you had to bear this kind of voice, you would be carrying a heavy responsibility.

And he Monroe, one back is more than ten years.

Monroe threw another straight right hand straight into Chen Xing's face, a punch that was surprisingly fast, faster than every punch Monroe had in his previous eight rounds.

This punch was blocked by Chen Xing's raised fist, but Chen Xing, who blocked this punch, was not easy, this punch shook him directly and moved half a step.

Chen Xing's always calm eyes had a hint of surprise, this strength, and speed, how strong Monroe's physical strength was, in the first few rounds, he had been deliberately attacking more to consume Monroe's physical strength.

In the ninth round, Monroe's offense was stronger, what kind of body and consciousness is this, is this really a body that is about to be forty years old?

Without those attribute points, Chen Xing felt that he would not be able to compete with these fighters who stood at the top of the era.

"Two more jabs, coupled with a straight punch in the back hand, this heavy punch in the back hand directly knocked Chen Xing's body crooked!" Xiong Zixiang looked at such a dangerous situation, and clenched his hands.

And the cries in Nur-Sultan's largest stadium are even louder.

Everyone could tell that Monroe was attacking and the other side looked defenseless.

Monroe's eyes in the ring were firm, the green tendons on his two arms were agitating, and the muscles in his body rose and fell with his breathing, surging in Monroe's body with the huge force of breathing, and then burst out.

Boom!

Another swing punch hit Chen Xing, who was unstable, at this moment Chen Xing's steps were no longer working, the butterfly dance steps were just a step, he Monroe had not seen it, and it was not that he would not.

The butterfly dance can't hide from him.

Monroe approached Chen Xing, stepped on his foot on the ring, and the power poured out from the soles of his feet, passing through his legs, waist, shoulders, arms, and finally to his fist, first feint to attack the abdomen, and Monroe's punch first attacked Chen Xing's abdomen.

But in reality, he's headed for the head!

There was a flame burning in Monroe's eyes, and the flame that was still flourishing had been burning in his eyes for more than ten years, too long, so long that he began to doubt.

Wonder if it's time for the flame to be extinguished.

But now, he can only choose to let him continue to burn. 21

When I have experience points

When I have experience points