Chapter 200: The Wager
200, bets
At the beginning of the 21st century, boxing is actually going downhill. One reason is www.biquge.info lack of a leading world champion, and the other reason is technicality. Yes, technical, as anyone who has watched the previous game videos knows, boxing at that time was mainly a stand-up fight, and the clinching and overhead were used less and looked more intense. But at the beginning of the 21st century, fighters in the ring began to use grappling and overhead techniques frequently, which made the spectacle of the game drop by more than one level.
Dongfang Sheng is a sanda debut, and he also understands these techniques of boxing, but he is not used to applying them, and the reason is that the contact of Sanda is lower, because he can use his legs.
Vincent, a black man, used the overhead technique against Dongfang Sheng, Dongfang Sheng expected it before the game, and also overcame the psychological obstacles, but when it actually came, he was still uncomfortable.
"Nima, can you stop making a base, pull away and fight, such a black and slimy oil and water is too disgusting for Nima." Dongfang Sheng's heart was 10,000 grass and mud horses galloping, and he almost hit Vincent with a knee to let him know how powerful he was.
Vincent didn't know Dongfang Sheng's thoughts, he put his hands in his arms, his fists against Dongfang Sheng's chest, and his head was almost next to Dongfang Sheng. After getting closer, Dongfang Sheng's jab could not be used, and he really didn't dare to shake off the other party immediately. Vincent is a professional boxer, and his close-range striking skills must be great, so maybe he hasn't attacked yet, and Vincent's uppercut has already hit him.
Now his own defense and resistance to blows are weaknesses, and he can't take this risk, and the fists of any professional professional boxer dare not be underestimated, and he is not confident that his chin will be hit with an uppercut.
There was no way, Dongfang Sheng could only shrink his hands in front of his chest to prevent Vincent's hook punch to the abdomen and chin. At the same time, Dongfang Sheng also leaned up, opening up more space to limit Vincent's hooks.
The attack power of the open space hook is much smaller, and the straight punch can be exerted, but the power of the straight punch from too small a distance is limited.
After Vincent withstood Dongfang Sheng, he really hit two hooks quickly, and was blocked by Dongfang Sheng with both hands horizontally, and took the opportunity to return Vincent's two punches.
He didn't use the skill in a hurry, the posture was not good, and the special effect of the skill could not be stimulated, but only relied on the 2.2 times strength bonus, although it could make the opponent uncomfortable, but it was still difficult to make the opponent lose resistance, after all, the opponent was a living thing, and he would move, defend and unload.
Just after Dongfang Sheng fought back, Vincent suddenly raised his head again, and after pulling some distance, he touched and hit a flat hook.
When the other party raised his head, Dongfang Sheng raised his hands to prevent his head. Vincent's fist was very heavy, and after hitting his arm, the remaining force hit his cheek, which made Dongfang Sheng a little dazed, and he pushed the other party away with both hands, shaking his head without a trace.
"What a power." Vincent was a little surprised in his heart, Dongfang Sheng pushed him away with both hands, so that his original follow-up attack could not be carried out.
However, Dongfang Sheng's actions also made Vincent happy, and he only remembered at this time that it seemed that this opponent was fighting for the first time in boxing, and he used to fight sanda, and his grappling skills must be a shortcoming
"Take advantage of this opportunity." Vincent told himself in his heart, and then estimated that he would repeat it.
Taking advantage of this gap, Dongfang Sheng had already dodged out of the corner, and the battlefield between the two came to the center of the ring again.
At this time, Chelsea in the background saw Dongfang Sheng's embarrassed appearance, and said to Nicholas with a smile: "How about it, I'll just say that Vincent wants to win, boxing is not only a physical sport, but also a sport that relies on courage and technique." I'll admit he's in good health, but he's far from technical. ”
After finishing speaking, he laughed and applauded, and shouted: "Good Vincent, get him in one round." ”
Nicholas nodded unconsciously, judging from the hug just now, Dongfang Sheng's skills are indeed lacking a lot, and it is likely that Vincent will be heavily handed in this regard, and if he is not knocked out at that time, he can only say that he is lucky.
"The Kung Fu Kid is technically poor, but his coach will teach him how to deal with the clinch."
"Nonono, technology doesn't happen overnight. Vincent is not a vegetarian either, he will constantly change his moves and techniques, so that this kid is exhausted. ”
Nicholas smiled, didn't speak, and looked at the two in the ring.
It wasn't just Chelsea who could see what was going on in the ring, many of the fans were loyal, and their theoretical knowledge was perhaps ten times richer than that of Dongfang Sheng.
"Hey, Huang, what's the matter, I'll just say that this kung fu kid can't do it, you have to bet with me, how about it?" A young black man with a sausage-mouthed smug looked at his friend and said.
There was a yellow man sitting next to him, who was from Huaxia, and because of Dongfang Sheng, he and his friend Locke would come to watch this game. Hearing this, the corners of Huang Qiulin's mouth twitched, and he said unceremoniously: "Locke, it's still early, a round hasn't ended yet, let's fight first." Anyway, I definitely support Dongfang Sheng, he is the pride of our Huaxia. ”
"Okay, you're such a tyrant, you have to pay for my breakfast for a week, how can I refuse, huh, hehe." Locke smiled and narrowed his eyes, stretched out his palm, and put the dark hand on the back of his hand on Huang Qiulin's shoulder, and said in a weird way.
"Hmph, Dongfang Sheng can definitely win, and he can also knock out Vincent." Huang Qiulin angrily tore off Locke's hand, hugged his arms in front of his chest, and forced himself to breathe.
"Oh, why don't we raise?"
"The game has already started, you can't raise."
"It seems that you also know that Dongfang wins or loses."
"Impossible."
"That raise."
"You ......"
"Don't you think he's going to win and knock out Vincent?" Locke deliberately sneered at Huang Qiulin.
Sure enough, Huang Qiulin was still fooled, and his sense of national honor made him have the firmest support for Dongfang Sheng.
"Okay, raise and raise, you name it."
"How about a month?" Locke looked like he had succeeded in his treacherous plan, and he held out a finger and gestured.
Huang Qiulin thought about it, gritted his teeth, and said with a smile on his face: "A month is boring, I don't want to eat one breakfast every month." In this way, if Dongfang Sheng can win, you will have to accompany me to watch his games in the future, and you will be responsible for three tickets. If he can knock out Vincent, Dongfang wins all the fights, and my tickets are paid by you, how about it? ”
"Damn, playing so big?" Locke hesitated, boxing tickets are not cheap, and the most important thing is that the boxing competition venue runs around, and air tickets and accommodation are a big expense.
He knew that Huang Qiulin was a rich second generation, and his father was a famous local tyrant in China, and the same bet was no problem for him, but it was really a little difficult for him.
Seeing Locke's hesitation, Huang Qiulin smiled even more and urged: "No, the first round is about to end, give you a minute to think about it, and you can't raise after the second round starts." ”
Locke gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "Bet! ”
"It's a deal." Huang Qiulin stretched out his palm.
Locke also stretched out his hand and slapped it heavily: "A word is a certainty." ”
"Damn, can't you light it up, it hurts."
"Haha......" (To be continued.) )