After staying in China for three days, the old man's "first seven" was not over, and Wang Ben bought a ticket to go back to the United States.

The championship is about to begin, and he has to get back.

This boxing match is very crucial, Chavez's strength is not weak, whether he can become a boxing champion depends on the performance of this boxing match.

The appearance fee of two million US dollars is not high, but in the ultra-lightweight division, this appearance fee is almost a treatment that can only be enjoyed at the boxing level.

Due to Wang Ben's high popularity, the ticket price of this boxing match was very high, but even so, many people still bought tickets to watch the fight.

To be honest, in the United States and even around the world, Wang Ben is now not only synonymous with Chinese kung fu, but in the professional boxing world, his fame is no less than that of the four kings of middleweight.

Chavez was very uneasy and a little worried.

Because of the irregular battle between Wang Ben and South Korean Kim Sungzan, Wang Ben's leg skills were extremely domineering, which brought a shadow to his heart.

Chinese Kung Fu!

It's not suitable for competing in the ring, but it's suitable for killing, that's a killing technique!

The major gambling companies in the United States have offered odds for this boxing championship, and it is obvious that Wang Ben is far ahead of Chavez.

Although Chavez is a boxing champion, an ultra-lightweight overlord, and a Mexican god of war, he doesn't have much confidence in this fight.

Of course, as the unbeatable champion of the ultra-lightweight division, he still has a lot of fans, at least in Mexico, where many fans think he can beat Wang Ben.

As the date of the match approached, Chavez's mind became more and more uneasy.

After Wang Ben returned to the United States, he quickly adjusted his state, and the death of the old man hit him hard, but it did not affect his fighting spirit.

Man, shed blood without tears!

The old man's dying words rang in his mind all the time.

The venue for this game is in Las Vegas.

Accompanied by Wang Ben and the staff of the Kroenke Boxing Club, they once again came to the Caesars Palace Hotel.

As soon as I came to the door of the hotel, I was surrounded by a large group of reporters at the door, and the black pressure was very spectacular.

Oh my God, how can these reporters be so well-informed? They're not going to stay here all the time, are they?

Wang Ben shook his head and smiled bitterly, although it was a very cool thing to be interviewed, but if there were too many people interviewed, it would be uncomfortable.

"Wang, can you tell us what you think of this game?"

"Last time I was here too, you badly injured the South Korean with your leg, today, will you kick Chavez?"

"Chinese kung fu is terrible, can you tell us about it?"

"Do you have the confidence to beat Chavez in this boxing matchup?"

"Was the last leg you used was a Jeet Kune Do by Bruce Lee?"

"Wang, Jin Chengzan was injured by you last time, and according to the doctor's diagnosis, he needs to recuperate for half a year, what do you think about this matter?"

……

Wang Ben stood aside with a wry smile helplessly, unable to speak.

These reporters were like they were full of chicken blood, and they were surrounded by themselves, and it was impossible for them to leave and enter the hotel.

It took more than a minute for the reporter to quiet down, looking forward to looking at Wang Ben, hoping to get some news in his mouth.

After clearing his throat, Wang Bencai said loudly: "I'm sorry, everyone, I'm here to participate in the boxing championship today, and I don't know how to use Chinese kung fu, so it's impossible to use my feet to attack the boxing champion Chavez, as for you asking me if I have the confidence to defeat Chavis, this question will have a result soon, and the competition will be held soon, can you let me in?" ”

The reporter finally blocked Wang Ben, how could he let him go.

"Tell me more, how long have you been practicing your legs?"

"Yes, do you Chinese know Chinese kung fu?"

"Can you give us a show?"

……

The reporter asked nonsense, Wang Ben looked at the reporter in front of him depressedly, but he was not angry.

These guys are not easy to mess with, and if you are angry in front of them, offending them is equivalent to offending the entire media, even if you show that you are not friendly, and I believe that tomorrow the newspapers and TV will call you a heinous villain.

Alas, it turns out that when you are famous, you also have troubles!

Performing martial arts in public?

You can think of it, do you think my brother is like those martial arts masters? Lao Tzu practiced martial arts for beating people, not for performance.

Do you want my brother to perform martial arts and play monkey in front of all the reporters? What the fuck is this like? Brother is a fighter, not an actor!

Wang Ben smiled bitterly, shut up and stopped talking.

The staff of the Kroenke Club, seeing that Wang Ben didn't want to answer any more questions, hurriedly stepped forward to separate the reporters and make a passage.

"Wang, I'm CBS reporter Migill Liz, remember me?" A beautiful woman with blond hair held up the microphone and asked with a smile.

Of course, I remember that my brother has always remembered beautiful women, and Wang Ben nodded.

"I'll just ask, how many rounds do you think you can fight with the champion Chavez?"

How does this make my brother answer?

Wang Ben frowned and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I can't answer this question." ”

"Wang, what we care about now is that because your win rate is higher than Chavez's, if you lose, the gambling company will lose a lot of money." Miggill-Liz said with a smile.

Damn, it's my business for gambling companies to lose money?

Even if they won the money, they didn't see a little bit for their brother, Wang Ben smiled indifferently.

"If you lose, the gambling company will definitely investigate and prosecute you, Wang, will you deliberately lose the match by playing fake boxing in this boxing match?" Migill Liz continued.

Fake boxing?

Wang Ben frowned and glanced at Migill Liz, and found that many reporters next to him were staring at him maliciously.

Usually in boxing matches, in addition to the appearance fee of the fighters, there will be many gambling companies involved, some of these gambling companies are regular, and some are not legal.

If the gambling company does not make much money according to the normal odds, this odds are actually based on various data research before reaching a conclusion.

If you want to win, you need an upset!

Therefore, some gambling companies pay a lot of money to the fighters, so that the fighters deliberately lose the fight, and once the upset is broken, the gambling company will get a lot of betting income.

In fact, this situation exists in any sports competition in the world, what kind of match-fixing, a lot of fake boxing.

If it is defined as fake boxing, then the fighter will also be abolished, and I believe that no one will trust a liar anymore, so when Wang Ben heard Miggill Liz say about fake boxing, his face became very indifferent.

Damn, is this trying to make Lao Tzu's reputation stink? If these reporters are allowed to write nonsense, how will Lao Tzu mix in the professional boxing world in the future?

Wang Ben's face changed, and he said lightly: "Do you think I can fight fake boxing?" I came to the U.S. to become a world champion, and I can't lose, and no one can stop me from winning the belt, not even Chavez! I solemnly warn those who want me to play fake boxing, I hope you don't come to me, otherwise, I will show you what the real Chinese kung fu is! ”

"As for what you said I could fight Chavez for a few rounds tonight, I can tell you in advance that he won't last five rounds, and the super lightweight gold belt, I'll get it tonight!"

After speaking, Wang Ben turned around and strode away, and under the leadership of the staff of the Kroenke Club, he no longer bothered with reporters and walked to the hotel.