204, easy KO

At this time, the live broadcast room of CCTV Sports Channel. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Oops, alas, the third round is over."

In the final half minute, Dongfang Sheng's attack was sharp, and the jab punch made Vincent have no power to resist. The last uppercut, accurately hitting Chinese Sente's chin, judging from Vincent's reaction, must have been very uncomfortable. If there were another ten seconds to go, Dongfang Sheng would likely knock out Vincent and end the match early. ”

"yes, that's a pity. However, depending on the situation, Dongfang Sheng has fully adapted to the rhythm of boxing and can completely suppress Vincent. As expected, Dongfang Sheng will launch a fierce attack in the fourth round, and the game may be over by then, hahaha......"

In the office of a state-owned enterprise.

Zhou Xin typed a line of words with some excitement and sent out a barrage: "The sect leader is awesome, KO Vincent." ”

There are rows of regrets on the screen: "It's a pity, it's good to have another ten seconds, this time to ease Vincent, it's not easy to fight after being prepared." ”

"It's not easy to knock out Vincent, I bet on the next round to end the fight, and if I don't KO, my last name is written backwards."

"Hahaha, if you don't KO, I also write my surname backwards, anyway, my surname is Wang."

"My surname is Lu!"

Liu Qing next to Zhou Xin hadn't left yet, and said with a smile when he saw this: "These people are really funny." Look, the number of people watching live streams online has skyrocketed. ”

"Seventy thousand, not bad." Zhou Xin also nodded, this fight has just begun, and it is now work time, not every fan has time to watch. It's good to have online viewing like this.

Zhou Xin is a single dog, and when he heard that Liu Qing had no object, he raised his eyebrows and smiled on his face. I didn't expect that there was still a sister paper who liked to watch such violent sports, he felt that he had found a confidant, pulled a chair and moved to the side and said: "Don't be tired when you bend over, take a stool and sit and watch." ”

"It's too crowded in this cubicle, forget it." Liu Qing said with a smile, "It's okay, I have absolute confidence in the sect leader, the game will be over in three minutes at most, there's no need to wait." ”

"Haha, too, in addition to watching the master's game, what the hell is Chelsea behind." Zhou Xin also laughed.

The two who didn't have much intersection originally had a feeling of sympathy for each other because of a common hobby, and there was constant laughter between conversations.

……

Returning to the neutral corner, Zhang Da took the mineral water and first poured it on Dongfang Sheng's head, and then asked him to rinse his mouth and take a sip.

Wang Xueming wiped the sweat on his head and shoulders while smiling and said: "Vincent is at this level, attack in the next round, let him taste your strength, and let the audience know the strength of Huaxia Kung Fu." ”

"Okay, Coach."

After receiving Wang Xueming's order, Dongfang Sheng couldn't wait.

In three rounds, Dongfang Sheng was on the defensive, and his physical exertion was not large. Besides, is physical strength a thing, although Dongfang Sheng used to fight in a three-round system, the attack frequency of Sanda is much higher than that of boxing, and the high-frequency legs, a round is still three minutes, and the physical strength consumed is actually only less than that of boxing.

On the other side, Vincent's coach handed over the braces, and Vincent swallowed them, touching each other with his fists. The coach reached out and patted him on the cheek and said, "Focus, move more, and raise your hands high." ”

Obviously, the coach meant to let Vincent defend.

The bell rang for the start of the fourth round, and the coaching teams of both sides went down, and Dongfang Sheng and Vincent walked to the center of the ring.

Offense, offense.

Dongfang Sheng's expression became serious, he lightly touched his fist, took half a step back, and rushed forward in an instant, hitting him with a jab.

"Damn, so fast!" Vincent was taken aback and quickly retreated with his feet.

"Want to run?"

Since it is a fierce attack, don't be afraid of wasting your physical strength, Dongfang Sheng sneered, strode up, and the jabs continued to bombard.

Smack, smack, smack......

Despite Vincent's quick dodge, Dongfang's footwork is also quite good, and the jab is left in front of him, with his shoulder in front of him, and the distance of the attack is a bit greater than that of a straight punch.

Only a crackling sound was heard, and Dongfang Sheng's jab punched through Vincent's hands from time to time, hitting him in the face. With such a high frequency of attack, Dongfang Sheng did not stop at all, as long as Vincent retreated quickly, he followed quickly, constantly approaching.

In a hurry, Vincent was forced into a corner by Dongfang Sheng.

"Good place, let you taste what it's like to be forced into a corner and ride and fight." Dongfang Sheng is very grudgeful, seeing Vincent arrive at the corner, he sneered in his heart, his upper body shook, as long as Vincent wanted to escape from the corner, it was a fierce combination punch.

After two attempts, Vincent gave up on escaping the corner and prepared to clinch again.

This time, Dongfang Sheng was on guard and didn't give him a chance at all, he took a step back slightly, and after a jab punch passed, a hook punch in the abdomen with his back hand, and a crisp snap made Vincent reflexively take a step back.

When he pulled away again, Dongfang Sheng's high-frequency jab was launched again.

After a few more punches, Vincent stopped clasping and wasn't ready to escape.

He leaned his back against the rope, his hands on his head, and his waist bent, resisting Dongfang Sheng's jab.

After another snapping sound, the referee stepped in to stop it.

Separate the two and call them to the center, during which he said to Vincent that he must not use the rope to be encircled.

Vincent nodded, relieved.

The game continued, and Dongfang Sheng knew that the temptation was over, and the next thing was the real onslaught.

I saw that Dongfang Sheng opened the way with two jabs again, and then took the initiative to lean up, hit the abdomen with a hook punch, and then closed his hands and made a defensive move. Vincent really returned the punch, and Dongfang Sheng just dived and avoided it.

Dive, bounce back.

Dongfang Sheng dodged Vincent's attack and quickly rebounded, and at the same time, a hidden flat hook from his left hand was directed at Vincent's cheek.

"Yes." Vincent spotted the covert attack almost instantly, his right hand protecting his head was blocked outward, feeling the force hit his wrist, and then he hit the head with his fist.

At that moment, a more concealed fist slammed into Vincent's other cheek with lightning speed.

Syllable!

There was a huge crunch that even the commentator on the side of the ring stopped talking.

Vincent froze.

Take advantage of the victory and chase it!

Dongfang Sheng sneered in his heart, the right hand that had just hit Chinese Sente's left cheek did not retract, and in front of the tool that fixed Vincent, it was put on Vincent's shoulder, and the left hand was withdrawn, and then bombarded out more quickly.

Syllable!

With another crisp sound, the left hand was hooked flat again, hitting the right cheek of Chinese Sente from the gap in Vincent's left hand defense.

Vincent, who was already leaning forward, stagnated and pounced straight towards Dongfang Sheng.

Dongfang Sheng took a step back to dodge, and was about to punch him when he found that Vincent had fallen to the ground.

"Oh buy karma!"

The entire Dodge's Stadium let out this exclamation, and it resounded throughout the stadium. (To be continued.) )