Mike shook his head and said, "I don't believe it. Please search (#¥) to see the most complete!

The people in the audience couldn't hear what Mike and I were saying, just talking and commenting on it.

It wasn't until Director Qi's whistle blew that calm returned to the scene.

This means that a new round of competition is about to begin.

I noticed that Mike's body was a little twitching unconsciously, and in the audience, several deputy directors took the lead in applauding, and the majority of the officers and soldiers of the Special Sanitation Service either echoed or shouted. Also, I don't know who organized the waitresses at the service office to be cheerleaders, twisting their waists and shouting: "Zhao Long, come on;

I also caught a glimpse of Yumon's presence, standing in the corner of the ring with her arms crossed, staring intently at the ring. But the moment I found Yumeng, my heart was pierced again...... Thinking of the scene just now when I wiped the sweat for Zhang Mi from a dream, thousands of bad thoughts were born in my heart, so that I suddenly became a little irritable, and the fire suddenly overflowed all over my body. What made me even more angry was that Zhang Mi actually came to Youmeng's side and talked to her with a smile, and the frustration when he lost just now had already been thrown out of the clouds.

I'm not a saint, and I'm jealous too.

I clenched my fists, if it weren't for this special occasion, I would have rushed over to clean up the secret!

However, Director Qi is quite good at building momentum, and when the American 'reporters' approached the ring with cameras, Director Qi began to introduce in a loud voice: "The one who is standing on the stage to challenge Mike is Zhao Long of the country, and Zhao Long is now an ordinary security guard in a security company under the jurisdiction of the national public security system...... This time, Zhao Long, on behalf of the country's public security system and the Special Authority Bureau, confronted Mike with Taiwan, which should be regarded as the highlight of the friendship and exchanges between the United States and the United States...... Let's wait and see what kind of grand occasion it will be when the country's security guards play against the US presidential guards, and I believe it will be very exciting......"

The American functionaries, who did not know the truth, may still be secretly laughing at the absurd arrangement of the country in their hearts, and sent a security guard to fight against the US president's guard-Mike, the American boxing champion who has resounded all over the world. But what puzzled them was that Mike at this time seemed to have lost the aura he had just now, and his face was a little more sad and worried.

Actually, for me, when I faced Mike again, I felt confident. Because after leaving the Special Guard Bureau and joining the security company, I still maintained my physical strength and enthusiasm without interruption, and insisted on exercising every day to improve myself. Looking back suddenly, the time goes back to March this year, and the competition between me and Mike at the World Guard Exchange Conference. I vaguely remembered Mike's boxing routines and offensive and defensive points. Although the decisive battle with Mike was a bit difficult, but I figured out his tactics, I don't seem to have any fear, it's not that I'm proud and overconfident, but the reality is true, in the face of the defeat of my previous men, why should I be afraid?

Of course, even so, while instilling confidence in yourself, you must not be underestimated.

I took off my security uniform, wearing only a small camouflage vest, revealing my fairly strong muscles. Cheers came from all directions, and I heard someone start shouting, "Defeat the Yankees, Yankees!"

I frowned at the sound of silence. It is estimated that which soldier shouted excitedly for a while, and then was stopped by the cadre on duty.

The Americans naturally have an advantage when it comes to muscle, and Mike finally finds a reason to be confident. He stretched his arms and did several stretches in a row, and his thick and strong muscles were as shiny and stylish as a bodybuilder. Mike is a fighter with strength, speed, and flexibility, and is one of the most sought-after champions in American boxing. Unlike the United States, presidential guards will be relatively free. Unlike in the United States, the president and senior officials encourage security personnel to participate in social competitions and various activities in order to forge their abilities and qualities in actual combat. This is very similar to the practice of the United States and Russia, where it is said that the Russian president sends his own guards every year to participate in social competitions. It's just that it backfired, and some martial arts competitions held by the Russian guards in the country have been defeated by the king of national sanda many times.

To be precise, Mike's show did have an obvious effect. This can be judged from the intensity of applause at the scene.

Of course, I don't dare to underestimate him. After all, his boxing skills are ranked first in the United States. Someone once broke the news: Mike can kill a cow with one punch.

Whether it is true or false is impossible to judge, but it is enough to prove that he is strong.

After a whistle, the trial officially began.

As soon as the whistle blew, Mike unexpectedly swung his fist at me with a swift swing, his fist was heavy, with a gust of wind, fast and powerful.

I can understand his strategic approach, he just wants to use his physical advantage to occupy the front as soon as possible and solve the battle. In that case, he still has a glimmer of hope of winning.

I felt a gust of wind coming towards me, but I didn't hurry to the side, dodging Mike's fist.

Mike continued to attack violently, and I deftly dodged one after another, causing Mike to make several swoops.

Mike seemed a little anxious, and the successive punches made him feel a sense of foreboding, and he couldn't help but increase his strength, swinging his fists like a flood of beasts, straight towards me again and again.

Maybe it was because he shot a lot more violently just now, and I didn't dare to attack directly, but I was forced by him to the barricade, and there was no way to retreat, just dodging on the spot.

Mike saw that I only had the ability to parry, but no power to fight back, his heart was suddenly overjoyed, he began to use his own special skills, the speed of the fist is faster, there is real and virtual, the combination of virtual and real, virtual fist path, but the real fist is ready at the later moment, ready to give the opponent a fatal blow at any time.

The false fist struck, and I threw up my neck and easily dodged it.

But before I could react, Mike took a sharp step forward, followed by a real punch.

I spun around and quickly dodged to the side, waiting for the opportunity to fight back.

Seeing an opening, I unleashed a spin sweep, but although it was fast, Mike was no slouch either, taking a step back and defusing it.

Before he could stabilize his center of gravity, I took the opportunity to use one more forward kick, Mike's body flexibility was good, as soon as he closed his abdomen and buckled his chest, his body took another half step back, and easily dodged.

This series of attacks completely aroused Mike's anger. He shook his fists and fought back hard one at a time, and I struggled to fend off his heavy punches, trying to block with my forearms and then counter at the same time.

But the arm met it, and the pain of being shocked was, although it changed the direction of Mike's punch, but it also seemed to be hit hard, and the pain was unbearable.

Mike's ability to resist blows is by no means ordinary.

I was thinking about what to do with the enemy, and in a hurry, I thought of the inch fist. For Cunquan, I have mastered a certain amount of heat. If the timing of the attack is accurate, it should be able to achieve unexpected results. After all, inch punches have an advantage in terms of striking distance, and with my punch speed, it is difficult for him to dodge no matter how flexible he is to attack Mike at such a short distance. So, I took a half-step closer and looked for the other party's loopholes. Mike didn't know what to do, and tried to distance himself from me and unleash a more powerful fast punch. In this situation, I narrowed my defensive and offensive arc and waited for an opportunity to punch.

In close combat, the uppercut is undoubtedly the most effective way to attack, Mike saw that he couldn't get rid of the fate of the close-up, and began to change the straight punch to the uppercut, a few horizontal hooks towards my face crazy, I was dexterous and dodged left and right, but I couldn't hit me.

When Mike threw another cross-hook, I quickly dodged and threw my left hand straight into Mike's stomach.

Mike was caught off guard and was hit in the abdomen by my small inch punch, he couldn't help but take a half step back slightly, and reflexively stroked his lower abdomen with his hand, feeling a burst of pain.

I opened the door with my punches, so how could I miss the opportunity? I started to launch a strong counterattack against Mike, attacking with a chain of punches and then a chain of legs, and Mike staggered back in a rush of moves.

Of course, the reason why Mike was at a disadvantage in an instant was that he couldn't touch the law of my offense for the time being. When he gradually came back to his senses, he coped with nature.

Seeing that Mike's defense was tight, I stepped back and adjusted.

And Mike, seeing that the time was ripe, attacked with a huge punch.

I suddenly had a bold idea.

So he didn't dodge his fist, but leaned slightly to the side, took a half step back, and at the same time twisted his waist to send his hips, and met it with a faster fist.

Hit Mike's fist directly!

This is something Mike never expected, and the moment the fist touches it, I quickly retract it. Although I felt some pain, I had hard qigong to protect my body, and it was fine.

Mike frowned, obviously hurt by my punch. He quickly stroked his right wrist with his left hand, and took a cool breath in his mouth, looking surprised.

The punch greatly undermined Mike's self-confidence and put him at a complete disadvantage.

I mustered all my strength and prepared to defeat Mike as fast as I could.

But after all, I had something on my mind at this time, and in the afterglow of my eyes, I felt a hint of something wrong.

To be exact, even in the fight on stage, I could not concentrate on it. After all, the scene of Zhang Mi wiping his cheeks by Meng Gang just now already made me jealous. I couldn't help myself from fighting with this emotion. It's not that I'm not psychologically good, it's that I care too much about Yumeng.

When love is in danger, can I be calm again?

I really didn't understand what all this was about, but in an instant, I found that in the corner of the ring, next to Yumeng, there was still Zhang Mi, who was looking at me with a special pair of eyes, showing off and being proud - and I also found that one of his hands was actually on Yumeng's shoulder!

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