The eloquent black host inevitably gushed his opening remarks again: "In the round-robin in recent days, there are two people who have been performing brilliantly, even killing their opponents in consecutive seconds. Please search (#...... One of the fastest updates is the national kung fu from the country, in the national guard Zhao Long, it seems to be vividly embodied, with excellent fighting ability, Zhao Long in these days of continuous events to dominate the crowd, stand out, almost no resistance to advance to the semi-finals; and the United States security officer Mike, also all the way through, very smoothly into the ranks of the semi-finals, Mike was once the champion of the United States free fighting, but also the champion of last year's exchange meeting. One is the leader of Oriental Kung Fu, and the other is the American boxing champion who interprets American boxing, and the duel between them will be the biggest highlight of the whole show. Before we get to the show, let me interview these two martial arts kings. ”

The black host approached Mike with the microphone and asked with a very humorous expression: "Oh, great Mr. Mike, can you reveal that you don't feel some pressure in your heart in the face of a leader in national kung fu?"

Mike poked his neck, shrugged his shoulders and said confidently: "I don't feel the pressure, maybe a little, but I am confident that I can defeat Zhao Long." Although we are good friends between us. ”

The black host asked, "So, can you tell us more about how much you think you have to win?"

Mike drew an arc in the air with his hand and said, "In my opinion, I have almost no chance of losing." I believe in my own abilities. ”

Mike's almost arrogant words fully expressed the unique self-confidence of Americans, and won the shouts and shouts of the audience.

The black host approached me again and asked, "Oh, Mr. Zhao Long, do you think you have a chance to beat the Mike? Or how good do you think you have if he did the other day?"

I stood straight and said, "I don't want to promise or predict anything, no one knows what will happen in the future." But I can tell you responsibly, when it comes to fighting skills, I still say that the country is the ancestor of martial arts, and the history of martial arts in no country can be comparable to that of the country, the world, the martial arts and fighting skills of many countries are evolved from the martial arts of the country, and the national kung fu has now become a synonym for a world reputation, and is increasingly favored and loved by kung fu lovers in the world. It's not that I'm not humble enough to say these things here, it's true, the national kung fu is broad and profound, and it has a history of thousands of years. Today, I'm going to use what little bit of fur I know to teach my American friends about boxing. ”

The black host laughed, "Good, good." I have a hunch that the match between you will be one of the best moments of the game. Good luck. ”

Then, Mike and I walked in two directions, towards Yang's ring.

All the way, there are cheers and companions.

Sitting in the hallway, there were a few yellow-skinned young girls, dressed in avant-garde clothes and with reserved expressions, and when I passed by them, I couldn't help but get excited, and one girl reached out and touched my boxing gloves, and whispered in standard Mandarin: "Brother Zhao, come on, the Yankee who is trying to fight can't take care of himself!"

Listening to the accent, it is Chinese or overseas Chinese, there is no doubt about it.

I could also see clearly the small five-star red flag they were holding tightly, waving lightly to cheer me on.

I smiled back and whispered, "Thank you." ”

Then move on.

On the edge of the ring, Yumeng had already led the cheerleading team to get ready to go, and when he saw me coming, he signaled a cheerful smile to me.

Mike and I crossed the rope and stepped into the ring.

Miss Lifter held the 'First Round' sign lightly, and after a week of circling the field, she came down lightly.

This means that the battle between me and Mike has begun.

After Mike and I exchanged friendly gestures, Mike said to me confidently, "Zhao Long, I will defeat you, with my fists." ”

Not to be outdone, I said, "Mike, now I have to mention someone to you. Maybe after listening to it, you won't be so confident. ”

Mike asked, "Who?"

I blurted out, "Old Man Huang." ”

As soon as he heard the name, Mike's face changed.

I don't know what kind of nightmare Mr. Huang has brought to Mike, but when I mentioned the name, Mike lost the confidence he had just now.

Mike asked, "Do you know Mr. Huang?"

I said, "Old Man Huang is my master. I just studied art with him some time ago. ”

Mike's face turned white, and his hands in a boxing position trembled slightly.

Through Mike's performance, I realized that it seems that Pablok's words are not rumors, and Mike is definitely afraid of Old Man Huang, and it is not an ordinary fear. As for what happened between them and what kind of encounter they had, it seems that there is no way to know, but just from Mike's expression, I instantly realized the greatness of Old Man Huang. Perhaps, he is like an eternal legend in the martial arts world, although he is not known, but he silently shook the whole world.

Maybe I mentioned Old Man Huang to him, which is an application of psychological tactics, looking at Mike, who has lost most of his self-confidence, I am full of confidence.

In the end, it was Mike who took the lead in attacking, swinging a huge fist and flying towards my head.

Lightning-fast, almost invisible.

I tilted my head, flashed easily, and then swirled with Mike in a combination of virtual and real punches.

At this time, it would be unrealistic to say that I was not nervous at all, although I was quite natural and confident on the surface. But I also have more or less nervousness in the face of strong opponents. After all, this game is related to the honor of the country and the contest between two different nationalities. At the same time, it also has a profound impact on whether I can enter the final championship and runner-up competition.

On the surface, Mike and I are competing on the same stage, it seems that there is a huge difference in strength, I Mike is ten centimeters shorter, and his weight is only two-thirds of the opponent's, thinking of Mike's good performance before, it is not easy to win him. Prior to this, Mike had already killed his opponent in several consecutive games. Although I have been instructed and mentored by Mr. Huang, after all, time is limited, Mike is one of the most powerful boxing champions in the United States, and he is also the proudest bodyguard around George W. Bush, and it is definitely an unprecedented challenge to compete with him.

Mike's physical fitness is quite good, with a burly physique, strong muscles, and an unusually flexible body. In the face of such a strong opponent, I know that if I fight hard with him, I will definitely hit the stone with an egg, and I must be injured, so I can only use my strength to borrow strength, or try to attack his weak parts as much as possible, and win with speed.

Mike's ferocity is really not for nothing, his fists have both strength and speed, and he also has a punch wind when he strikes. Fortunately, I was still flexible enough to not let his punching bag slam him. With the strength of Mike's boxing, if he is hit, the consequences are unimaginable.

To be exact, at the beginning of the game, I only had the share of dodging and blocking, and I could hardly take the initiative to attack, but I quickly recognized an important flaw in Mike, Mike's body center of gravity was not particularly stable when attacking, which was very conducive to allowing me to use my strength to play, to use gravity, to borrow the wind to sail. When Mike's fist hit, I dodged to the side, grabbed my opponent's wrist with lightning speed, and pulled it out with a sudden force in the direction of his force, Mike almost pounced, and staggered forward a few steps, but did not fall.

After about a few rounds of continuous play, Mike's attacks were defused by me one after another, and Mike seemed to be completely enraged, so he also grasped the balance when attacking, controlled the center of gravity, punched more steadily, closed punches faster, and had both offense and defense.

As a result, my trick of 'borrowing strength' is almost no longer effective.

Mike's physical strength also embarrassed me, and I originally wanted to consume his physical strength, but in this way, Mike's physical strength is not the opposite of his huge body, and he still fights with a tiger, which makes me difficult to parry.

Finally there was a punch, I was caught off guard, only half dodged, the fist hit me in the face, fortunately I flashed to the side, the fist grazed my cheek, I felt a sharp pain in my cheek, but I couldn't take care of it so much, continued to raise my vigilance, staring at Mike's fist, trying not to give him any chance to punch.

However, what I never expected was that Mike would suddenly attack with his legs. Although his leg skills are not as good as taekwondo and karate, he is also a heavy blow when he kicks in the body. His diagonal side kicks had a lot of speed and power, and they hit me in the stomach with lightning speed. Maybe I was too focused on his fists and didn't pay much attention to his next move. Because in my subconscious, American boxers rarely use their legs to attack and defend.

It's just that my judgment is really wrong.

I took a few steps back from my belly that I had been kicked in, only to see that Mike was already pushing in a frenzy.

Mike used his fists and kicks as if he wanted to end the fight quickly, and I was shocked and backed away in the face of a tough opponent who was approaching each step until I reached the edge of the rope. With no way back, I jumped into the air, put my hands on Mike's shoulders, and performed a difficult somersault over Mike's head.

This moment shocked everyone.

The audience was stunned by my handsome movements.

But no matter how handsome the action is, it is difficult to change the situation, as soon as I stand firm, Mike quickly turned around and continued to launch a fierce attack, the power of his fists not only did not decrease, but became stronger and stronger, more and more fierce, and the speed was much faster just now.

A gust of fist wind whistled in my ears, and I dodged with a little difficulty. Finally, I spotted a moment and slammed Mike into the abdomen, and to his surprise, Mike didn't seem to react to the attack, and the fist hit him like a piece of wood, which didn't have a particularly obvious effect on him at all. I was blown away by his ability to resist strikes.

Mike, however, was further enraged, only to see him throw another punch at me.

When the fist hit, I suddenly fell to the ground

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