Chapter 239: Rookie Competition
239. Rookie Competition
Seeing Kim Jong-san rushing towards Dongfang Sheng, the Korean audience shouted loudly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"Come on, knock him out."
"Beat him, nasty Chinese."
"Kill this pesky Huaxia."
"Come on, come on."
The shouts of the crowd seemed to give Kim Jong-san a bit of confidence, and he threw a hook at Dong-sheng's completely unguarded cheek.
While his fist was still on the way, he felt a bang in his head, like an explosive explosion, and like a muffled thunder ringing in his ears.
Before he could think about it, his eyes were blank, his arms went limp, and he fell to the ground.
Dongfang Sheng seemed to dislike him, and retreated after a dodge, and then stepped back into a neutral corner like a pretend.
The speed is too fast, the change is too fast, and the cheers of the Korean audience seem to be choked by the neck, and they stop abruptly, only to let out an unconscious inhalation sound from their mouths.
Seeing that the proud boxer of his country was so unbearable, first teased, then despised, and then knocked out when he attacked, some fragile Korean girls cried loudly, and there was a sad atmosphere in the entire new Busan Stadium.
In the ring, the referee rolled Kim Jong-san's eyes, and then waved directly to announce the end of the game. Stretching out his hand to compare, Dongfang won and ended hastily.
In the midst of a toss by Kim Jong-san's coach and assistant, Kim Jong-san woke up.
The coach next to him asked a little worriedly, "How is it, is there anything uncomfortable?" ā
"I ...... Crackling......" As soon as Jin Zhongshan opened his mouth, he heard a slight sound. The coach next to him also heard it, and suddenly his face changed: "Your chin is injured, don't talk first, go to the hospital first." ā
Kim Jong-san didn't want to stay here either, especially when he thought that he would have to deliver the belt to his opponent later, and he wanted to escape from here. The coach's words were right, and he staggered to his feet with the support of the two.
The coach said to the referee in the ring, and directly helped him to leave and go to the hospital.
Dongfang Sheng watched them leave strangely, with a smile on his face, not knowing if he was injured and went to the hospital, or if he had no face to stay. But whatever, the gold belt is in hand anyway.
Not long after, Chechen Jun got into the ring and personally handed the gold belt to Dongfang Sheng's hand. The two stood in the middle of the ring, each holding one hand to one side, and waited for the only media to take a picture before leaving.
On the way, Zhang Da put the gold belt on his shoulder, caressed it lovingly while holding his hand, and the smile on his face was very intoxicating and lewd.
Wang Xueming, Qiao Yi and the others were all smiling, but Dongfang Sheng pretended to be forced and said, "Brother Da, can you stop smiling like this, it looks lewd." ā
"This is your first professional belt, aren't you excited at all?"
"What's so exciting about this, the lowest level of the gold belt, if it didn't have the word "young man in front", it would be about the same." Dongfang Sheng pouted, he really didn't take it seriously, mainly because the opponent this time was too watery, and he felt that the gold belt had no gold content.
Zhang Da rolled his eyes: "This is awesome, I'll give full marks." If you can get the Intercontinental Champion, you can challenge for the World Champion. You think this belt is so good, you haven't participated in the ranking tournament yet, you have to wait a long time. ā
Dongfang Sheng nodded, indeed, his ranking in the professional boxing world is too low, it stands to reason that he has fought five fights, and they are all KO victories, it shouldn't be so low, but unfortunately he has encountered some particularly low rankings, and his current position is only in more than three hundred, which is much earlier than the fifteenth.
Wang Xueming's mobile phone rang, and after he picked it up and looked at it, he smiled beside him: "Speaking of ranking competitions, there will be next week, just now Mr. Arum called me, and I have already signed you up for it." ā
"Really?" Dongfang Sheng said in surprise.
"Of course." Wang Xueming frowned again and said, "But this competition is not easy, you have to be well prepared." ā
"How?"
"This is a rookie tournament held by the WBA, and all players from 100 years are required to participate. You're a little too low now, and you'll only be in the top 100 if you finish this tournament and win the championship. And the most important thing is that there are currently 64 fighters in this weight division, and the back-to-back knockout bouts will be played twice a day at the beginning, which is a physical challenge. ā
Hearing this, Dongfang Sheng smiled: "Don't worry, coach, this is no problem at all." ā
"Don't be careless, although the rankings of the players are very low, there are people like you who have just entered, and their strength is not easy to estimate. If you're unlucky and you meet opponents of equal strength in the morning and afternoon, that's bad. ā
"So what now?" Dongfang Sheng asked.
"Simple, pack up your things and go back to the United States immediately, and hurry up training."
"Okay."
Back at the hotel, everyone didn't rest, packed up their things, booked their tickets, and flew back to the United States on the same day.
Not long after Dongfang Sheng left, several people came to the hotel and asked about the whereabouts of Dongfang Sheng and the others, and they were immediately dumbfounded.
"Miss Guan, what now?"
Miss Guan was called a beautiful woman, she is the location host of CCTV5, and she was originally going to go to Busan yesterday, but she couldn't get there immediately because of flight problems. originally thought that the game had just ended, Dongfang Sheng and the others would not leave, so they took this opportunity to interview, but they didn't expect them to go in such a hurry.
I called when I was about to arrive, but unfortunately it was turned off and didn't get through.
The person next to him was a middle-aged man with a backpack on his back, and he was Miss Guan's assistant.
Miss Guan smiled bitterly and said, "What else can I do, how can I complete the tasks assigned by the leader." I called the leader back to see how he arranged it, and at the same time I hurried to contact Dongfang Sheng, hoping that they hadn't left yet. ā
Take out the phone, connect to the leader, and explain the situation.
The leader instructed: "Ask him where he is, if it's far away, forget it, if it's close, go for an interview, you can't run in vain." ā
"Yes, leader."
Hanging up the phone, Miss Guan dialed Dongfang Sheng's number again, but unfortunately it was still turned off.
The next day, Dongfang Sheng returned to the gym and began to train non-stop.
There are 64 people in the middleweight division this time, which means that if you make it to the final, you will have to play at least five fights, and on the first day it will be two, and on the first day, you will directly eliminate three-quarters and enter the top 16.
There is no second chance in such a knockout round, and 100% victory must be guaranteed to reach the final.
Therefore, Dongfang Sheng trains for 9 hours a day, divided into 3 periods, each period of 3 hours. One period is for running, rope skipping, rope shaking and other training, one period is leg lifting, air shooting, target shooting, sandbaging, and the last period is for defensive confrontation, actual combat confrontation and one-on-one guidance by Wang Xueming.
This intensive training lasted for five days, which made Dongfang Sheng come back to life, such a high-intensity training, his amazing physical strength was also a little unbearable, and he didn't dare to enter the virtual training ground when he returned to the room at night.
However, the effect is also significant, Dongfang Sheng feels that he has been able to fully exert the strength, speed, physical strength and spirit of the attribute at this time, and he has recovered very well.
On this day off, Dongfang Sheng only maintained a proper run for three hours, and then the group flew to New York that night. (To be continued.) )