Chapter 90: Iron Fist Fight

The moment the gong sounded at the beginning of the first round, the eyes of everyone present lit up at the same time.

In the past half hour, their expectations have reached their peak, and they can even be described as "every second is like a year".

In fact, Liu Xiaotian, who defeated the "Octopus" with a thunderous blow, was too dazzling, and Tang Chengfeng, who was completely a joke and defeated Li Erniu, was indeed strong enough.

The duel between the two, and it is also a duel with anger, you can imagine the excitement of it if you think about it with your toes.

And in fact, these two people did not disappoint everyone.

From the very beginning, it was an almost crazy "confrontational bombardment".

There is no temptation, no pace coordination, and no tactics, and it is a close-range heavy punch attack.

Of course, there are still blocks and dodges, otherwise, whoever gets the opponent's punch first will be the end of the game.

But even if it is effectively blocked, it cannot completely cancel out the opponent's power.

Just from the muffled sound of the raindrops, you can hear how strong the two sides are.

No one doubted that even if they were hit on the gloves, the power was not something they could bear.

Both of them were shirtless, and with each punch, the muscles on the back of their shoulders would bulge exaggeratedly, and the sweat would soon make their bronzed skin glow with a sparkling sheen.

Some people say that those fitness men with obvious muscle contours or even exaggerated muscle contours are "walking hormones", but if you put them in the ring, I am afraid that they will become "estrogen" within 20 seconds.

The current Liu Xiaotian and Tang Chengfeng are worthy of the phrase "walking hormones".

In a minute and a half, both sides threw at least 300 punches, and each punch was thrown with all their might.

Such physical exertion, if it were replaced by ordinary people, would have become a "cotton fist" long ago.

Even Liu Xiaotian and Tang Chengfeng, their physical strength began to decline at this time.

Liu Xiaotian did not break his promise, and throughout the whole process, he always had the same smile on his face as when Tang Chengfeng beat Li Erniu, and even the contempt was even stronger.

At the moment when the time countdown on the timer jumped to two minutes and fifty seconds, Tang Chengfeng immediately retreated backwards after throwing a punch, out of Liu Xiaotian's attack range.

It's not that he coaxed it, but he felt that such an act of wasting his physical strength with Liu Xiaotian was really a bit stupid.

As a top-level fighting master and the leader of the "Gale" squadron of the dignified "Hurricane Special Operations Brigade", Tang Chengfeng felt that he should not be as brainless as the young man in front of him.

Although Liu Xiaotian's offensive method is indeed burning, manly, passionate, and bloody, he has already passed that age.

For him, the final victory is the most important thing.

On this three-foot boxing ring, he has his own rhythm, and he shouldn't be led by a young man!

Speaking in the long run, his time in the ring is almost catching up with Liu Xiaotian's age, how can he be brought into his rhythm by this young soldier as soon as he comes up?

It's just that he didn't realize that as soon as he retreated like this, he had already psychologically recognized Liu Xiaotian's strength.

At least, if he wants to defeat Liu Xiaotian, he must not rely on his strength alone, but mainly on experience and tactics.

It is simply impossible to defeat Li Erniu as easily.

Moreover, in the eyes of the soldiers watching the battle, his retreat was cowardice.

After he withdrew from the attack distance, Liu Xiaotian did not immediately pursue, but put down his fist with a smile, and the banter on his face was even stronger:

"What? Scared? What about the pretending energy you just had? You've got to stand up! ”

As he spoke, Liu Xiaotian patted his face with his left fist, and his tone was extremely provocative:

"Come on, the master is waiting for you to fight, don't be cowardly!"

Hearing this, a trace of gloom flashed in Tang Chengfeng's eyes, but he was not angered by Liu Xiaotian's two words.

In terms of mentality alone, Liu Xiaotian's arrogant "psychological tactics" are pediatric for him.

Even the veterans of the Wolf Tooth Special Operations Brigade who watched the battle in the audience could see that Liu Xiaotian was playing psychological tactics, how could Tang Chengfeng not know?

But in the eyes of the twenty-three soldiers who participated in the training, Liu Xiaotian at this time was the gourd King Kong in their hearts and their guardian.

Their faces turned red one by one, waving their fists and cheering for Liu Xiaotian loudly, but the sound stopped by Chen Shanming was completely drowned out without the slightest effect.

For a time, these "recruits" who had just come to the brigade headquarters for more than a month of training had reached their peak.

In the corner, Tang Xinyi's fists were quietly clenched, staring at the two people in the ring, and the worries and worries in her heart were all written on her face.

Even she felt that her brother, who had never lost in her eyes, and the tall figure she had looked up to since childhood, was no longer an invincible existence at this moment.

Even, she was already worried that Tang Chengfeng would lose in the hands of Liu Xiaotian.

Still, her worries were a little earlier.

On the surface, Tang Chengfeng's retreat is indeed suspected of cowardice, but in fact, it is not the case.

After giving up fighting brute force with Liu Xiaotian, Tang Chengfeng's flexible footsteps and sufficient experience soon came into play.

Stepping up to attack, and immediately retreating after hitting a set of combination punches, can not only interfere with Liu Xiaotian's attack that may rush up at any time, but also cause a certain amount of pressure on him, and at the same time consume his physical strength.

Such tactics are indeed extremely effective in combat confrontation.

For a while, Liu Xiaotian couldn't find a good breakthrough.

He has been constantly reminding himself in his heart: don't be in a hurry, be calm, and be calm.

But even so, the rhythm of the game quickly shifted to Tang Chengfeng.

He can enter when he wants to, retreat when he wants to, and retract and release freely.

And Liu Xiaotian is a little passive.

Tang Chengfeng's fist was strong and heavy, and with every attack, Liu Xiaotian had to ensure that his attention was highly concentrated, and he did not dare to relax in the slightest.

Moreover, it is really difficult to fight Tang Chengfeng's attack.

Every time he throws a punch, he changes his head with his body, avoiding all the routes that Liu Xiaotian might face as much as possible.

If Liu Xiaotian forcibly punches and misses the blow, then Tang Chengfeng is likely to seize the opportunity and declare the end of the fight with a set of consecutive heavy punches in the midst of the indiscriminate bombardment.

But if you don't meet the attack, you can only be forced to defend or retreat, retreating to a safe distance.

And in that way, Tang Chengfeng will catch up with him like a shadow, pressing forward step by step.

Moreover, as long as Liu Xiaotian retreats, he must retreat in an arc in the shortest possible time, otherwise once he is blocked into a dead end, it will be troublesome.

No one noticed that less than a minute after the match between Liu Xiaotian and Tang Chengfeng began, two figures quietly flashed in from the corner gate, and then hid in the corner.

But those two pairs of eyes stared at the two people in the ring all the time, and they were reluctant to waste even the time to blink their eyes......