Chapter 156: White Towel
As soon as he showed timidity in his heart, Wild did not dare to rush forward. The pen %fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info had a lot of physical strength in the last round, and his current physical strength reserves were only enough for him to defend. If he still continues to bombard his opponent despite the heavy punches, the moment he runs out of stamina, that is when he is knocked out by the opponent.
Wild's mindset has changed now. Deep down, he thinks that the other party is like a tough mountain, and it is impossible to be knocked down. He can't do it, and neither can any boxing champion in the world.
Wilder subconsciously took a step back, and saw the other party's figure flashing, Ouroboros chasing after him, and appeared in front of him in an instant, the blue fist shadow flashed, and the huge fist hit him head-on with a strong wind.
What a speed! Wild was shocked.
After three consecutive rounds of high-intensity competition, God, that guy's physical strength didn't seem to be affected in the slightest, and this column was like a tiger descending from a mountain, with a violent momentum. It's not at all like the guy who was crumbling by himself in the last round.
After cleaning up the referee, Wu Song is now planning to concoct Wilder.
Sister, dare to hit the second master's nose with a hammer, these foreign grandsons, in order to win, are really unscrupulous. In this case, a tooth for a tooth and an eye for an eye, I have to blow the nose of this black guy today.
With a sinister smile, Wu Song blasted out a harassing straight punch, followed by a vertical step, and a powerful right hook shot out continuously.
Seeing the opponent smiling and pounced, Wilder felt weak for no reason, did not advance but retreated, his fist was erected in front of him, and he set up a defensive posture. One of the upper body dodged left and right, avoiding the opponent's back hand straight punch, and felt a fist wind blowing from the left side. He knew that this punch was not trivial, and with a mistake at his feet, a standard dodge dodged in an attempt to dodge the opponent's head blow.
However, Wu Song's punches were outrageous, and Wilder had already exhausted his strength in the third round, and after a short break, although he recovered slightly, he was only a third of the way back. Diving and dodging, he couldn't completely dodge Wu Song's hook, and was hit in the arm by this punch, and he felt that this punch was extremely heavy. I couldn't help but stumble and lost my balance.
In a boxing match, losing your balance like this is very fatal. Wu Song naturally would not miss such an opportunity. With a left fist, he opened Wilder's arm, and his right fist stabbed Wilder's ear in an instant.
Wu Song's punch is very heavy, even if it is a jab, it is not much worse than the heavy punch of an ordinary boxer.
Wild's ears were struck like bells and drums, blood spurted from his eyes and nose, his sense of balance was completely broken, his vision became blurry, he staggered, and he almost fell to the ground.
Fall to the ground for me!
Taking advantage of your illness to kill you, Wu Song jumped forward without hesitation, twisted the tiger's body, and punched hard with his back hand, slamming into the opponent's door.
Wilder subconsciously raised his fist to block.
Wu Song's punch hit the opponent's fist.
However, the power of this punch is too terrifying. Wild simply couldn't resist. His fist bounced uncontrollably as if it had been hit by a cannonball, hitting him right in the face.
After eating this heavy punch, Wilder was completely stunned and fell to the ground with a spin.
Wu Song struck while the iron was hot, his feet caught up with the mandarin ducks, and he bullied himself again, taking advantage of the moment when Wilder had not yet fallen, a violent right hook hit Wilder's left side of the head. Wilder was so overwhelmed that he was beaten straight to his feet like a marionette.
After two heavy punches in a row, Wilder's mind was a little blurred, and he stood up involuntarily, a red fist shadow flashed, and he received a heavy punch on the door.
There was a 'click' sound.
This is the kind of voice that Wilder is all too familiar with. It's the sound of a fist shattering an opponent's bones.
In the last match, when he faced Mr. Erhu, a Chinese martial arts master, he punched the opponent's soft underbelly, breaking Erhu's ribs, this is the sound.
And now, he could hear the sound, and it was very clear. Because, this crisp sound is not the sound of the opponent's bones being shattered, but the bridge of his own nose being shattered by the opponent.
The nose was shattered, and Wild did not feel any particularly sharp pain. After all, with four heavy punches in a row, he was already numb from the beating.
Subconsciously, he wanted to fall. He knew that only by going down would he be able to get rid of his opponent's relentless heavy blows.
However, in front of Wu Song, even falling to the ground is an extravagant hope.
Seeing that the opponent's knees weakened, there were signs of falling to the ground.
How does this work? The nose is broken, but the chin is not broken, brother, you can't pour!
Wild threatened to crush Wu Song's jaw before the game. Wu Song didn't say anything, just clutched a lot of energy, humming, facts speak louder than words, I want to see whose jaw was broken.
Without hesitation, Wu Song stretched out his left arm, passed through Wild's armpit, and held it up. Then he raised his iron fist and struck Wilder in the jaw.
Wilder was used to the flames, the alveolar bone was quite hard, and after eating Wu Song's heavy punch, it didn't shatter.
However, this punch was enough for him, his entire face was deformed, and under the high-definition camera, Wilder's painful expression made people cry.
"We throw in the towel!" Seeing that Wilder had been beaten unconscious, his team was as anxious as ants on a hot pot. "What about the white towel, quickly find the white towel, let's admit defeat. If this continues, Wild will be killed. ”
Wilder has made great achievements, and since he became famous, he has almost never lost, and he has ever thrown a white towel. This time I was hit hard by the opponent and wanted to throw a white towel to surrender, only to find that this skill point had not been opened, and I couldn't find this prop for a while.
After a moment of panic, Wild's team randomly found a white towel and threw it out.
Surrender!
If he didn't surrender, Wild would have been killed.
As a result, the substitute referee was stunned and directly ignored the Wilder's request for surrender. Before this game, the contract announcement was very clear. Unless the player voluntarily admits defeat, the white towel will not be accepted to surrender. With the experience of referee Biel being knocked down by a punch, Meyers did not dare to repeat the mistakes of the past.
This was originally a trap set by Wilde for Wu Song, but he didn't expect that the situation would change now, but it became the hanging rope for Wild's life.
The Chinese have an old saying, the cycle of cause and effect, retribution is not happy, and sincerity does not deceive me.
Wilde was aggressive, but he didn't expect to end up pushing himself to a dead end.
Wilder's team was so anxious that they jumped around, and then, they saw Wu Song laugh fiercely, and the huge fist slammed into Wilder's jaw, blood gushed out, Wilder's jaw suddenly collapsed, and braces and broken teeth splashed everywhere.
The braces were knocked out, and the referee called an emergency stop. (To be continued.) )