"God of War!"

“Ares！Ares！”

The Beijing Workers' Stadium was brightly lit, like daytime, it was already full, and the crowd was boiling, mixed with Chinese and English cheers resounded throughout the venue, and the popularity made many people staggered.

Standing in the middle of the ring, while the referee explained the rules, Andy chewed his mouth guard and looked indifferently at his Moroccan opponent who was staring at him with angry eyes, and this full of excitement and uncompromising scene first drew applause and applause from the audience.

They all admired the Moroccan's courage, and the audience also wanted to see an opponent who could fight Andy for a while, and they didn't want to experience the feeling of "the game is on" and "ahem, the game is over" again.

Bite!

The two sides touched each other's fists lightly, and Andy looked at the opponent who was retreating quickly, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, his fists collided in front of him, and after making a dull sound, he didn't make the slightest defense, and stepped forward continuously, and his right fist slammed out...

"Bang!"

Al Yawu leaned on the side rope and held his head, using the cushion of the side rope to prevent the blow, although the body that was beaten fell on the side, but still held on, just as Andy's left fist followed suit, Al Yawu spread his arms and hugged Andy, although Andy's left hook hit him with a hideous face and a rickety body, but after all, he prevented the opening two punches.

The referee stepped forward to separate the two, and the audience erupted in cheers and applause, with everyone thrilled that the Moroccan didn't get knocked out.

In the next ten seconds, Al Yawu was like being beaten by Andy with a mace, staggered, and was chased all over the field, although he was scarred, but he was not knocked out in the end.

Listening to the louder and louder cheers in his ears accompanied by the sound of coaxing, Andy's whole face darkened, the opponent's ability to resist blows and defend was really good, and it was obvious that he had made sufficient and targeted preparations and plans.

Seeing that the other party slowed down a little, Andy knew that even if the other party was defended, he was stunned by his fist.

A left hook hit the opponent's ribs very quickly and powerfully, and a dull sound could be clearly heard, and the referee on the side changed color slightly, watching the Moroccan player's expression in pain and cold sweat.

Bang!

Andy, with an indifferent expression, hit him directly in the face with a lightning-fast right flat hook, and Aryauu fell forward to the ground, he was half-kneeling on the ground, his arms were lowered, his eyes were closed, and he fell directly into the ring as if he was unconscious.

"Stand back!

The referee with a cold sweat hugged Andy tightly, shouted to push Andy away, and then shouted angrily at the doctor, skipping a few seconds directly, because the referee knew that the one who fell to the ground would definitely not be able to get up.

"Boom!

The audience stood up and shouted at Andy, who was standing on the foot platform to show his strength, and cheered with blood boiling and red faces.

"God of War!"

“Ares！Ares！”

。。。。。。

Listening to the cheers that almost toppled the roof of the entire stadium, the faces of all the coaches from all over the world who looked up to watch the replay on the big screen almost turned black as ink, and they gritted their teeth and cursed in a low voice.

"Change".

"Maniac!"

"Is this bastard going to send all the athletes who compete with him to the hospital!"

Looking at the Moroccan players who were quickly carried away on stretchers by a group of medical staff, those coaches complained at the same time in their hearts, but looking at the referee in the ring with their arms raised and accepting the cheers of all the audience, many Americans even stood up and raised their arms, constantly doing worship movements, and the entire audience phalanx did it together, and the scene was slightly spectacular.

In the night, Andy pulled a sweet smile and looked at him with a adoring look at Ivana's little hand in the flashing lights like day, walking quickly to the car, surrounded by all kinds of questions from reporters and cheers and congratulations from the audience.

When Andy returned to Haiziyuan, he received a call from the official of the American delegation, and he couldn't help but smile indifferently when he heard the other party's sighing tone.

"Ribs... The bridge of the nose bone... Concussion... ”

"Ahem, I'm sorry, I need ... Andy coughed lightly, and although he said that he was sorry, he didn't have much sincerity in it.

"Oh, no, no, it's an Olympic competition, every athlete will give it their all, injuries are inevitable, so, Mr. Smith, you don't have to feel guilty about it... ”

Hung up the phone, pouted at the official's chatter, guilty? No kidding, everyone is for the Olympic gold medal, knocking down the opponent is what everyone wants to do, as for the injury, hehe, as a boxer, I don't have any consciousness at all, let's wash and sleep.

However, through today's game, Andy also saw that the opponent's targeted training and planning still have a certain effect, at least Andy can't end the game as easily as the first game.

Although the other party was chased all over the field, it seemed a little ridiculous, but it effectively dragged on for a long time, and he himself was also held and punched twice, which Nima was embarrassed, this kind of punch, even if he reacted quickly, he couldn't dodge.

There are still two games, it seems that you also need to prepare well, you can't be overconfident, and you will be counterattacked, and he Andy Smith will really become a big joke all over the world, and it will be a big joke that will accompany him for a lifetime.

Therefore, in the early morning of the next day, after Meimei enjoyed a delicious ham sandwich and kissing the SPA, she said goodbye to Ivana's gentle hometown, and began to understand the technical characteristics of the next opponent with the old coach Aliksei, conduct a series of targeted training and crack some defensive tricks that the opponent may use against him.

Coach Alexei was naturally very happy to see Andy pay attention to the game, and some things were a hundred times better than his painstaking preaching.

To say that Andy has no problem in terms of skills, footsteps, physical fitness, reaction speed, and explosiveness, especially his physical fitness is superhuman and talented, and the only thing he lacks is the accumulation of game experience.

Since Andy started to participate in this competitive sport, he has participated in less than 20 real matches, and his experience naturally cannot be compared with those battle-hardened opponents, but fortunately, his strength is indeed higher, and he can make up for these shortcomings with inhuman strength and reaction speed.

And the tactics of xing defense are in essence pure tricks, which are incompatible with the sportsmanship of boxing is a brave man. To deal with this kind of re-pi tactic, it is necessary to have a higher level of speed and technique, which also essentially affects the fairness of the game.

But the important thing is that the rules allow it!

Andy looked helplessly at the assistant coach who was taught by the old coach Alikshay, and the other party almost used a completely tricky style of play to deal with him, and he really wanted to step forward and knock him out.

As soon as he attacked, the opponent ran around like a monkey, and when he got close to the opponent, the opponent would jab, jab, and back hand punch - and then immediately get close to the hug regardless of whether he hit or not - grinding and waiting for the referee to separate - and when he was separated, Nima also violated the rules and punched him - that's it, repeating the process constantly, almost making Andy depressed to death.

"You need to be quicker and quicker, and that kind of powerful hook can only be used when you push your opponent into a corner...

Master the rhythm of your opponent's defense, and as soon as you get close, you can charge up left uppercut, hitting your opponent in the abdomen and ribs...

When the opponent bows his head and arches into your arms, put the opponent's head under the armpit to control the opponent and prevent the opponent from colliding... ”

Andy's sweaty arms were on the cable, listening to the old coach explain to him those rogue moves allowed within the boxing rules and how to crack them, to be honest, these rogue moves did make Andy a little depressed and breathless at the beginning, and he couldn't wait to knock out the opponent with a punch, but if this is a boxer who is really shameless, just to delay time, he really can't help it.

Of course, that was before the training for Xing, and now the old coach Alexei is almost instilling all kinds of possible bad moves and rogue tricks in Andy, and also allowing him to quickly absorb and find a way to deal with it.