I don't know when, the lounge has become empty, the huge space is cold and silent, only the members of the Golden Eagle Gym are relatively speechless.

After a long time, Tsering Dorje finally raised his head.

"I'm sorry." He laughed miserably, "Actually, since I lost to Ding Peng, I am not myself...... I can't eat well, I have nightmares when I sleep, and it becomes very difficult to breathe. It's like...... It was like a big hand gripping my heart, chest tightness, palpitations, weakness in my hands and feet, and from that moment on, I was finished. ”

Coach Lei snorted coldly: "Don't talk nonsense with me, cowards who can't afford to lose!" You've had at least three chances to take down Cao Yue today, but what did you do? ”

Tsering Dorje apologized, "Yes, I have indeed lost the strong desire to kill the enemy and win, and now I am only a shell. ”

He stood up and bowed deeply.

"I'm sorry, I need to go back to my hometown and think about the future, maybe I won't be in the ring again in this life."

Tsering Dorje turned around and left, his movements were so resolute. This "pride of the prairie" quickly disappeared from everyone's eyes.

Wang Jin opened his mouth and stammered, he stretched out his left arm and prepared to step forward to catch up.

Assistant Hou Chao grabbed it and said in a low voice: "Brother, let him go, you have to let him figure it out for himself, he doesn't need anyone now." ”

Wang Jin was stunned and silently closed his mouth.

Coach Lei walked in front of him with burning eyes: "There are only a few heavyweight boxers in our hall, Zhu Yiming is almost a little aura, Ji Haipeng's skills are relatively rough, and now even Tsering is useless...... Then the big level of the future needs you to stand up and speak! ”

Wang Jin didn't speak, but his eyes became extremely firm.

The sudden departure of his good brother Tsering Dorje caused a certain teenager to hold back his grievances, he did not like to talk for a long time, and he trained every day to paralyze himself, this guy was even more crazy like a hungry wolf in actual combat, causing many fighters to hide far away when they saw him......

Regular life always passes very fast, and at the end of the month, Wang Jin ushered in the battle of eight into four!

The studio was still brightly lit up that night, and the audience looked expectant, with some fans even chanting his name.

"Humph!"

One of the assistants pouted, "The little guy is not unpopular." ”

Next to him, sat the famous domestic boxer "Iron Overlord" Zhang Xiong, and the two of them set their eyes on Wang Jin, who was warming up on the stage.

Zhang Xiong said lightly: "With a flamboyant personality, a hot fighting style, and a super high knockdown rate, who doesn't like such a fighter?" There are too many modest gentlemen in our country, and we actually need more fresh blood in the ring, and we need more strong and rough killers......"

The assistant frowned in amazement and said, "Uh, Brother Zhang, you have a very high opinion of him?" ”

Zhang Xiong had an inexplicable expectation on his face: "I have a hunch that the finals will be between me and him......"

The 25-year-old super-handsome man stands proudly in the corner of the red square, with a height of 1.96 meters, an arm span of 2.04 meters, a weight of 110 kilograms, and a professional record of 38-11, including 13 knockout wins.

Fighting is not as frequent as professional boxing, and it is extremely normal to have dozens or even hundreds of matches at a young age, and there are many people who exaggerate more than 200 fights.

Garcia didn't ignore the murderous intent in Wang Jin's eyes at all, but bared his teeth and smiled very happily! Well, the information is not sufficient now, and he flew over in a hurry, only to know that the guy had just come out of his amateur state, and his professional record was only a pitiful three-game winning streak...... What a rookie who sent him to death, he is simply the most perfect "swiping order" partner! As for the tough way of the winning streak, he automatically ignored it.

"No cladding, no hitting the forbidden parts, good luck and war!"

While!

Round 1.

Garcia had just hugged the boxing fight, and he suddenly found that Wang Jin had already killed him like a ghost, his left jab made a false move, and the heel of his right foot had kicked hard above his knee with the mutated kick!

It's one word: quick!

"Smack!"

Garcia twitched the corner of his eyes in pain, he was furious, and he quickly attacked with his left flat hook and right hook, aiming at Wang Jin's head and smashing it over! Wang weirdly swung his head left and right, easily dodging the attack, and the defense and progress were completed at the same time, jumping into the arms of the opponent!

Garcia is quite experienced, and he directly hugged him with his arms at the moment of Wang Jin's attack, stifled his close-range hook, and led him to push and shove and dance samba.

"Separate, separate!"

The referee gives quick instructions.

Garcia is extremely sophisticated, and the moment the two separated, he made another sharp left hook shot, taking the opportunity to sneak attack Wang Jin's chin! Unexpectedly, the opponent dived and avoided as if he had been prepared for a long time, and at the same time kicked the ground and made a forward hook!

"Bang!"

Garcia's cheeks were numb, and he was beaten to the ground! That sharp pain poured into the head, and even every nerve was wailing and trembling!

"Yay!"

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

The applause and screams of the audience seemed to be covered with a layer of brown paper, and it seemed to come from a far away, Garcia couldn't hear it clearly, he shook his head and hugged Wang Jin again......

After the second separation, Garcia had turned into a frightened bird.

Contempt for the enemy is an act of extreme stupidity, and the swollen cheekbones have already silently slapped him!

Garcia stepped up his leg movements, using long-range jabs, straight punches, low kicks, and heavy kicks to keep the space safe, and he knew that the slender eyed kid across from him had the power to cut himself down.

Wang Jin continued to exert pressure, and while chasing his opponent, he alternately attacked the inside and outside of Garcia's support leg with a leg sweep, and always slashed hard at the fixed point! As long as you abolish your legs, you are equivalent to abolishing your people!

"Bang Bang!" The continuous popping continues!

Garcia is very helpless, he even has the heart to die, he can't hit or dodge, how can he do this?

In about fifty seconds or so, Garcia suddenly changed his grip and changed from a right-style boxer to a left-style boxer, his posture was cool, his expression was fierce, and he deliberately stuck out his tongue! Wang Jin stared at his calf, and a cruel smile crossed his eyes! Oscar for Best Actor, buddy, you're awesome! In the face of a competitor who is trying to cover up the truth, how can he have mercy?

Due to the difficulty of moving due to an injury to his supporting leg, Garcia is actually a lamb on the chopping block.

Wang Jin quickly found a suitable distance, the two iron legs flew up and down, bombarding like a windmill, the target was still in the middle and low position, and the one who was in a hurry either kicked the thighs or swept the waist and ribs!

"Smack! Syllable! Syllable! ”

Garcia had lost his ability to move quickly, barely holding on to his knee lift, but as more and more leg sweeps kept hitting, his situation became more and more difficult, and he was losing and crumbling......

Wang Jin didn't fight hard with him at all, and his crazy leg sweep was like the porous watering can, which completely extinguished Garcia's small flames, and the international friends didn't have any temper at all!

Around a minute and twenty seconds, seeing Garcia trembling against the side rope, Wang Jin knew that it was time! He kicked the ground with his feet, flew up in the air, and when he raised his leg, he pulled out a groundbreaking right high kick!

Garcia can't avoid it, bend his arm to block!

"Bang!"

The powerful shockwave directly knocked Garcia down and fell near the corner of the fist!

"Wang Jin!" "Wang Jin!" "Wang Jin!"

The roaring cheers were truly earth-shattering! Someone raised their arms and smiled at everyone's warm encouragement!

The referee came over and crouched down and asked, "Are you okay?" ”

Garcia sat on the ground and gasped and replied, "I'm okay sir, but my left forearm feels a little sore!" ”

The referee pointed to the part where he was hit: "Is it here?" ”

Garcia nodded, "Yes." ”

The referee called the medical superintendent after inspecting it, and the superintendent motioned for Garcia to hang his arm to see if the pain had worsened, Garcia did so, and his expression changed instantly!

The medical superintendent said, "Obviously man, you may have a broken ulna, and you have to stop the game right away!" ”

Garcia's lips squirmed, but he couldn't say a word in the end, he stared at Wang Jin's back and closed his eyes in pain.

The referee gets the signal and announces loudly!

"TKO, Wang Jin wins ......"

Seeing someone jumping on the side rope to celebrate, Zhang Xiong, who had been watching the battle from the bottom, and his assistant had different expressions.

"Uh...... God, I don't know if I don't see it, this kid's leg strength will be so strong, and his movements will be so skillful! Brother Zhang, I'm afraid his low sweep will cause you a lot of trouble! The assistant had palpitations and looked worried.

Zhang Xiong sat up straight, and said cautiously for a long time: "The legs are not good, I still have a pair of fists......"