Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Heart of Martial Arts (2)

Just when the blue boxer Dong Minghua appeared, the commentator Wang Yanbo asked Wang Hongxiang beside him: "I don't know if Mr. Wang is familiar with Xiang Yingying?" ā€

"I'm really not familiar with this hero, he seems to have appeared out of thin air, and he has participated in two international competitions in a row in one year, and he has achieved excellent results. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 Info I only learned from the media that he only started his formal introduction to mixed martial arts a year ago, and if the media says it is correct, then this hero has a lot of potential to develop, after all, he is only 20 years old now. Wang Hongxiang replied with some sighs.

"Tang Da Beauty, do you know anything about Xiang Yingying?" Wang Yanbo smiled again and asked about Tang Jin.

Tang Jin smiled sassily and said: "I really know a little bit about this hero, and I have specially watched his previous game videos, which left a very deep impression on me." ā€

Wang Yanbo was very amused, he didn't expect Tang Jin, who has been famous for a long time and is known as a fighting rose, to pay so much attention to a young fighter who has just been out for more than a year. "Oh! Interesting! I will definitely talk to us in detail later, but now I think the audience must be curious to know, with the analysis of the two professionals, who will have a greater chance of winning this game? ā€

"I still know Dong Minghua very well, he used to fight in stand-up fighting, he is a very well-rounded boxer, sharp attack, and his boxing skills are particularly outstanding. After switching to mixed martial arts in the first two years, his record is also quite good, and he has quite a lot of actual combat experience. Although Xiang has a lot of advantages in weight and height, he is relatively inexperienced, and he has not faced a really high-level opponent in the first two events. But anything can happen in the ring, and whoever plays better on the spot and has a more reasonable tactical arrangement will have a bigger head-on. Although Wang Hongxiang did not directly predict who would win, the bias between the words was undoubtedly revealed.

On the contrary, Tang Jin commented one-sidedly: "I think Xiang Hero has a clear advantage in this game, according to the data, Xiang Hero's training weight is about 92 kilograms, and when he is weighed, it is 83.6, and his body shape should be restored to about 90 kilograms now." On the other hand, Dong Minghua's training weight is only about 86 kilograms, even if he recovers, the weight difference of about 4 kilograms is crucial. Moreover, Xiang Hero's previous record shows that his attack power is very strong, otherwise he would not have the terrible nickname of Bone Crusher, so I think this long game has a better chance of winning the Hero of this long game. ā€

"It seems that the opinions of the two guests are not in agreement! Then let's wait and see what happens. Ladies and gentlemen, please see, the international first-class referee Zhao Yun has already introduced the rules to the fighters on both sides, and the game is about to start. Wang Yanbo said with some excitement.

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In the octagonal cage, Xiang Yingying and Dong Minghua looked at each other directly, both wanting to suppress each other in momentum before the game, so as to take the initiative after the match.

After a brief introduction to the rules of the game, referee Zhao Yun waved his right hand, which opened the curtain of the middleweight devil eight.

After Xiang Yingying and Dong Minghua bumped fists, Xiang Yingxing, who was tall and long-armed, took the lead in attacking, his eyes flashed with a sharp cold light, and his right hand punched Dong Minghua as quickly as a bullet with the sound of breaking wind.

Dong Minghua was shocked, bowed his head, and narrowly let Xiang Yingying's straight punch pass through his ears, and the hot pain hit instantly, but he couldn't care about it so much, and immediately launched a melee attack with his proud combination punch, and he only took this attack in front of Xiang Yingxing, who was tall and arm-long.

Xiang Yingying didn't expect to knock his opponent down with one punch, so his reaction to Dong Minghua was not strange at all, and there was even a hint of joy, this kind of fierce collision of Mars hitting the earth was his favorite.

Xiang Yingying's strong waist and abdomen force drove his upper body, swinging in a large āˆž shape left and right, and hitting Dong Minghua's head and ribs with his left and right flat groove fists.

Dong Minghua was not to be outdone, in addition to dodging, he fought back, and beckoned Xiang Yingxing with heavy fists, not giving an inch, but he insisted on less than five seconds before Xiang Yingxing's powerful offensive forced him to retreat.

"Xiang Yingying's offensive is too violent, I have never seen such an aggressive style of play, Dong Minghua can't resist it at first......" Wang Yanbo explained excitedly.

Facing Dong Minghua, who was retreating step by step, Xiang Yingying pressed forward step by step, compressing Dong Minghua's activity space, and continuously hitting his head, gradually exposing Dong Minghua's left rib, and then hitting Dong Minghua's left rib with a heavy punch.

A sharp pain hit instantly, Dong Minghua instinctively bent over, Xiang Yingying saw this, and quickly hit Dong Minghua's head with his left hand.

Dong Minghua stubbornly blocked with his hand, but he was still beaten by the huge force. Xiang Yingying took this opportunity to hit Dong Minghua's left rib again with another right hand punch.

Dong Minghua finally snorted in pain after two consecutive heavy blows, covering his left ribs, his feet were weak, and his body staggered.

Xiang Yingying followed up with another heavy punch with his left hand on his eyebrow bone, turned to face the audience on this side of the rostrum, hammered his chest hard, proudly raised his right hand, pointed to the sky, and let out an earth-shattering roar, as if announcing that the era of Xiang Yingying has come......

At this point, the timer on the octagon freezes to 21 seconds for round one.

"Ladies and gentlemen, Xiang Yingxing's powerful rib punch hit Dong Minghua hard, and then another flat ditch punch hit Dong Minghua's eyebrows! Oh, my God! Dong Minghua fell, and his eyebrow bone was opened. ā€

"Xiang Hero stopped attacking, he actually stopped attacking! You know, this is an MMA rule fight, and he can take advantage of the momentum to attack and win this fight......"

"Xiang Yingying actually made a victory posture in advance, it seems that he is very confident in the punch just now, Dong Minghua is difficult to stand up......"

Wang Yanbo's excited voice echoed over the National Stadium......

After a short period of astonishment, the experienced referee Zhao Yun quickly stepped forward to check Dong Minghua, who was lying on the ground with blood on the right half of his face.

Dong Minghua's eyes widened, looking at Xiang Yingying, who was standing proudly, slowly and with difficulty supporting his body, trying to stand up, but the severe dizziness and pain always made him unable to stand up.

He held the floor with both hands, trying not to let himself fall, his body kept shaking, and the blood kept flowing down his cheeks on the floor, and he woke up shockedly.

Seeing such a situation, referee Zhao Yun decisively waved his hands and stopped the game.

As referee Zhao Yun announced the end of the match, the excited Cui Haicheng and Steve rushed into the octagon cage like crazy, touching Xiang Yingying's head with both hands, patting his sturdy back, and jumping and jumping around him.

Xiang Yingxing, who was still posing and playing cool, suddenly wilted, quickly broke free from the clutches of these old men, and sorted out his short hair with a disgusted face, which caused the audience to laugh.

The loser Dong Minghua was helped out of the octagon cage with difficulty with the support of medical staff and coaches, and his injury must be treated urgently. However, at this point, no one but his coach paid attention to him, and only a lone spotlight shone on his slightly decadent back until he disappeared into the long, dim tunnel of fighters......

The ring of fighting is so cruel, applause and flowers always belong to the winner, and the loser is only in a dark corner, licking his wounds alone......