Trying out a fighter to fight?

Coach Liu, who was in charge of discipline, appeared like a ghost, brushed his thinning hair vigorously into the middle of his head, and then took out a small notebook from his pocket to record the technical and tactical characteristics and performances of both sides. In addition, where no one was looking, several nearby surveillance probes also gathered in the ring, and there was also a coach waiting quietly on the other side of the screen......

"Dang!"

It's game on!

Yang Rui is a professional boxer, with a huge advantage in height, arm length, weight, and experience, and he has no fear at all, so he unscrupulously pushed towards Zhu Yiming with his fist.

Zhu Yiming quickly retreated to avoid it, but kicked a flexible low kick under his feet.

"Smack!"

Hit the target's outer calf and hit it quite crisply.

Yang Rui smiled contemptuously and continued to take the initiative to pursue. He was obviously preparing to cause heavy psychological pressure on Zhu Yiming, and he didn't make any moves at the beginning, only using his huge size to frequently press the opponent.

Zhu Yiming didn't dare to attack at the beginning, he retreated, set a strategy of defensive counterattack, and planned to use the attack to stifle the opponent's brutal momentum.

It's a pity that Lao Zhu forgot one thing, his pace is too much worse than the other party, and his experience is too poor......

In about ten seconds, Yang Rui suddenly burst out, and he shook it slightly with a skillful feint, which frightened Zhu Yiming's soles of his feet, and then opened his mouth and shouted: "Hey! ”

Right straight punch, left hook, right high kick!

Bang bang bang!

The three consecutive blows were all blocked by Zhu Yiming's bent arms, but his body was staggered and swayed by the power of the behemoth, especially Yang Rui's sharp head and high leg sweep, how fierce the force was, directly destroying his balance!

"yes, cut down that kid! Hahaha......"

The trial fighters were smiling and gloating.

Wang Jin slapped his fist ring and roared angrily: "Lao Zhu, rush up and do it!" Why do you even want to sign a contract! ”

Mr. Wang is right, when you are at a disadvantage and have no chance of winning, there is only one path you can choose, and the fish will die! To wait is to wait for death, and to play with your life may still give you a glimmer of life.

Agency?

Zhu Yiming's heart was suddenly thrown into a boulder, which instantly stirred up infinite waves!

Yes, sign up! I have to sign up!

The mother's expectant eyes, and the father's big chapped hands all appeared in front of him, and they were so clear!

Zhu Yiming gritted his teeth and stood up, stabilized his footing with the help of the side rope, squatted with his head down, swayed to the right, and hit a beautiful left hook, hitting the target in the ribs!

"Smack!"

The strength of the heavyweight is self-evident, no matter how strong Yang Rui's physique is, he was almost beaten to the point of breaking down, and he involuntarily bent his waist.

"Fight beautifully, Lao Zhu! Go on! ”

Wang Jin shouted and cheered for his friends, and he didn't have time to pay attention to the cannibalistic eyes.

One hit hit, Zhu was quite excited, he took the initiative to stick forward, and hit two big swing fists on the left and right to slash Yang Rui's head, Yang Rui was furious and fought back, and the two sides began to exchange heavy punches.

After all, Zhu Yiming's combat experience is still too poor, and it is difficult to continue with his blood and courage alone, and after a short seven or eight seconds, Zhu Yiming was suppressed by the opponent's fast punch, and a heavy upper hook tore through the defense line, steadily picking his chin!

"Uh......"

Zhu Yiming's vision was blurred, and the soles of his feet swayed suddenly.

Yang Rui smiled fiercely, pressed up and suddenly cast a cold arrow, and made a very rare turning whip punch!

What do you mean by "turning around and whipping fist"?

Turning and whipping is also called turning and backing punching, this kind of punch is broken down into a sudden turn, using the power of rotation to throw the arm out fiercely, and use the back of the fist to attack the opponent's face. The reverse back punch is different from any traditional move, it definitely belongs to the cold punch of the cold boxing, the power is huge, the lethality is super strong, and it can often play the amazing effect of "flying immortals outside the sky", and the knockdown rate is very amazing.

"Bang!"

"Goo-dong!"

Zhu Yiming's head was beaten and suddenly deviated, and he fell near the corner of his fist in response!

KO！ The battle is over......

"Hahaha! Pretty! Good job! ”

The trial fighters were as excited as chicken blood, shouting in celebration, and Yang Rui raised his arms high, showing off back and forth.

Wang Jin jumped into the ring to help Zhu Yiming up, and asked repeatedly: "Old Zhu, how are you?" Yes? ”

Zhu Yiming's face was red and swollen at a visible speed, and he said miserably: "Brother, I lost...... You say, am I disqualified from signing a contract? ”

Wang Jin comforted: "Absolutely not!" You're only on your first day, and you're playing professionally, so you're already doing a good job......"

Zhu Yiming said: "Help me up, I can still stand up, I can lose, but I can't lie down all the time!" ”

Wang Jin said: "Well......"

On the other side, there was a guy with a tattoo on his arm who took a fancy to Wang Jin's little friend Zhang Qiang.

"Man, why don't we both come and practice too?"

The tattooed man's eyes were extremely evil, flashing with cruel light, like an evil ghost staring at a roasted whole sheep, and like an old rascal aiming at a little girl......

Zhang Qiang looked at Zhu Yiming's tragic situation, trembling all over, he clenched his fists, and even his nails pierced into his flesh.

"I ...... Today, I don't want to fight ......"

So he took a step back, turned around and walked away quickly! Well, as if a deserter who was frightened by his guts!

"Huh? Haha, coward! You're not as good as a woman! ”

The tattooed man won without a fight, and he was happier than picking up his wallet.

"Damn, your brain is in water! Soul light, come back soon! ”

No matter how sad and angry Wang Jin's roar was, he didn't stop for a moment!

In the burst of ridicule, a tear of shame flowed from the corner of Zhang Qiang's eyes. He knew he was done...... A guy who doesn't dare to face the challenge head-on, he doesn't deserve to stand in the ring again in this life......

A nameless anger rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and Wang Jin's eyes instantly turned red.

The tattooed man looked at only seventy kilograms at most, the difference between the two was too big, it was obviously unrealistic for Wang Jin to be angry with him, so let's get the account owed to Lao Zhu back first!

"Hey!"

He shouted at Yang Rui: "Dude, the matter is not over yet, it's my turn!" ”

Yang Rui put down his celebratory arm and said in amazement: "What are you kidding?" Do you know how much I weigh? Again, one hundred and five kilograms! There is too much difference between our physiques! ”

Wang Jin snorted coldly: "Don't dare? Could it be that you are a coward who doesn't have eggs? ”

Yang Rui was furious: "Damn, I want to die!" Don't blame me for getting hurt......"

……

Seeing that Wang Jin was going to tear up with others, Coach Liu excitedly closed the small notebook without any obstruction; Coach Gao Fei in the distance, and the silent head coach Zhao Yuanyang also cast concerned eyes, and in the monitoring room upstairs, more curator elder Zhou stopped to watch.

Wang Jin has a rare sturdy physique, but when he stands in front of Yang Rui, he is one size smaller. The weight disparity of nearly 14 kilograms is very eye-catching in comparison!

Why do all kinds of martial arts, boxing, wrestling, sanda and other competitive sports have to be strictly graded according to weight? Because the body is big, the strength is great, and the small ones usually can't do the big ones, which belongs to the law of nature......

"Dang!"

The bell rings.

Haibian, a "low-level" rookie, does not bring Yang Rui any sense of achievement, and his goal is to bring down his opponent as soon as possible, so as to save others from saying that he is not victorious.

Yang Ruiyi objected to the normal state of Fu Zhu's slowness, and rushed over quickly to sweep in the middle of his legs!

Well, he's got a nice, tough leg on the right side, and he's got a lot of training, and he's not aiming at any one point carefully, he's just trying to destroy his opponent's balance with his strength.

Wang Jin leaned his body slightly to unload the force, sank his elbow to block, and took this blow hard!

"Bang!"

The sound of the blow was still echoing in his ears, but Wang Jin turned his arm like lightning to grab the opponent's dangling calf, and at the same time, his right foot moved out quickly, accurately sweeping on Yang Rui's supporting leg!

Leg hook kick!

"Bang dang!"

Yang Rui's huge body was directly swept down by Wang Jin, and he fell very embarrassed!

Here and now, I don't know how many jaws dropped!

No one thought that a rookie would be able to perform such skillful technical moves, and the effect would be so immediate!

——Coach Gao in the distance laughed silently, obviously triumphant. In the past six months or so, of course he knows how much hard work Wang Jin has had, how much sweat he has shed, and how many stinky beatings he has suffered! Opportunities are reserved for those who are prepared.

Yang Rui got up from the ground, his face full of confusion!

Feeling the anger of "being insulted" overwhelmed him, Yang Rui gave up the plan to get up again, jumped close and stabbed his left and right hands, and hit his opponent's head head-on.

The stabbing combo is probably the fastest movement in the combination boxing, but Wang Jin seems to have a more precise control of space, he only retreats half a step back strangely, and then easily dodges Yang Rui's fast punches one after another, and then slashes the outside of the opponent's thigh with his right low foot!

"Smack!"

Pain!

Yang Rui felt that his legs were hot and sore, as if he had been slammed with an iron rod!

Wang Jin has to do a lot of frog jumping, climbing stairs, and leg lifting training every day, and he also likes to tie a barbell plate to his leg to do suspended static movements. What's especially perverted is that Coach Gao asked him to streamline his moves, so he only trains left and right, medium and low leg sweeps day after day, and he can make thousands of moves every day!

Wang Jin retracted his feet faster than he came out, and once he fell back to the ground, he leaned over and threw a cold and crisp straight left-handed punch, squeezing directly into Yang Rui's hug, and stabbing him firmly on the bridge of his nose!

"Bang!"

The sky is full of little stars......

To be honest, Wang Jin is definitely not as good as an old boxer if he wants to talk about technology, but how can he have the terrifying speed of a cheetah, and his reflex nerve throws the opponent three streets, so this is basically an unsolvable situation!

Yang Rui was stunned by Wang Jin's punch at the side rope, and the matter is not over yet!

I saw Wang Jin approaching like a ghost, stretching out his arms, wrapping his waist, pulling the dazed Yang Rui off the ground, making a jaw-dropping over-the-chest fall, brutally smashing the opponent on the ring!

"Boom ......"

KO！

Ignoring Yang Rui's painful rolling on the ground, and ignoring the shocked and inexplicable expressions of the onlookers, Wang Jin's narrow eyes were sharp, and he roared like thunder!

"If you weigh more than 90 kilograms, one counts as one, and no one wants to leave......"