What kind of poem is this?

Isn't he shameless in making this kind of poem? ”

Stuart quickly rummaged through the information, and then he screamed. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"This is the fighter called Wang San, from Thornton Gym is Nancy's junior brother, this is the first fight of his career."

"Oooo

This is the first time that everyone is interested in learning about Wang San. also knew that Wang San was the younger brother of Nancy, the first British boxing champion.

Everyone thought about Nancy's teasing for a moment, and then nodded in agreement.

Only after Nancy heard Wang San's poems, she actually jumped up from her position and shouted at Wang San: "It's so beautiful, it's so beautiful, it's a peerless poem, you are really the most talented and great poet in England." ”

And so the greatest poet of England?

Everyone at the scene was going to faint. Ursus, Marven, and Tina pounced together, covered his mouth, and pressed him into the chair, and Mo also bit his pants tightly, and he felt that he couldn't afford to lose this person.

Jonathan was originally just a quiet boxer, but now he actually encountered a comic with obvious characteristics, causing himself to be forgotten by the live audience.

Wang San saw that he had made a poem, and the reaction at the scene was so enthusiastic, he happily raised a hand to the audience, and the reaction at the scene was naturally more intense.

Jonathan saw that this was not his own rhythm, and he was composing poems and raising his hands on the other side, so he simply regarded himself as air.

Jonathan was so enraged and infected by Wang San's comic attributes that he actually forgot that he was a propulsive fighter. Suddenly jumped in front of Wang San, and fiercely hit a quick combination punch.

Jonathan's intentions are obvious, he is really fed up with Wang San's funny taste, and he wants to solve it quickly. End these ridiculous farces.

But Wang San is not really a complete comic, Wang San is a fighter with good talent. And Jonathan isn't fast, and quick combinations aren't his forte.

Wang San faced this combination punch, Wang San gracefully retreated, leaned back, dodged, and dodged again. Wang San is as elegant as a deer in the forest, but Jonathan's fist is like a boulder and a tree, and he can't hurt or touch Wang San at all.

"Oooo

The gap between Wang San's elegant dodge and the previous comic is too big.

Jonathan is the most uncomfortable, because he didn't see Wang San's ease of dodging in the ring, and his memory is still stuck on Wang San's comics. Even if a combination failed, he didn't immediately switch to defense, but continued to throw straight punches in front and back. That's a big mistake for a fighter. Jonathan lost his sense of defensiveness.

Wang San seized such an opportunity,

Jonathan's straight punch dodged on the side of his body, and a straight punch in front of him countered with an accurate hit.

Jonathan's face was skewed, his head swaying, and his eyes were pitch black. Lost judgment.

Wang San seized the opportunity and discharged the chamber like a cannonball with a straight fist in his back hand.

"Bang bang!"

The sweat of this punch splashed, Jonathan's face was sunken, his body swayed, and Wang San hit Jonathan perfectly in terms of strength and accuracy, further dissolving Jonathan's defense.

Wang San was excited, pursued again, and smashed fiercely with a straight fist with his left hand.

"Click!"

Wang San's heavy punch hit Jonathan, who was almost unconscious, and Jonathan fell straight to the ring like a wooden stick.

The British grappling king, the quasi-boxing champion, Jonathan, who was given high hopes, was actually knocked down in one round by a guy who seemed to be funny? This is unacceptable to anyone.

Pilson screamed desperately from the commentary seat, "What's going on? What happened? What's going on? Jonathan was actually knocked out. Jonathan was knocked out. ”

Stewart couldn't help but shout: "Jonathan was actually defeated, why is this?" Why the hell? ”

There was also a wave of discussion in the audience.

"Jonathan was actually knocked down by that tease, why is that?"

"Jonathan is coming back this time, it must be a lack of training in the comeback game, it must be like this."

"yes, yes, it must be Jonathan's lack of training."

No one thinks it's Wang San's fault, they all think it's Jonathan's lack of training.

The people at the Thornton Gym didn't think so, they had witnessed Wang San's practice with Avalon and Nancy, and some people had even experienced Wang San's punches with their faces, so they didn't care about denying Wang San's statement at all.

Yu Susi was also silent, Wang San had middleweight strength when he didn't have systematic training, and now he has been systematically trained. Yu Sus didn't believe that anyone in this division could resist Wang San's heavy punches.

Wang San knocked out his opponent in his first professional match, and he waved excitedly to the audience, but unfortunately the audience ignored Wang San.

The referees on the stage were stunned for a moment before they dared to believe that Wang San knocked down Jonathan, and he hurriedly ran to Jonathan's side and began to count.

Jonathan was dizzy, his head and face were in hot pain, even he couldn't believe that he was knocked down by a comic, could it be that the world has become a comic and has become the master?

Whatever the reason, Jonathan was finally outraged.

Standing up again, to the cheers of the audience, Jonathan finally came up with his best push tactics.

Jonathan hugged his head and raised his arms like a wild bear and a tank to overtake Wang Sanrum and press closer.

"Jonathan has come up with his advancing tactics."

"This is the real Jonathan, use your skills to defeat that crappy poet."

Stuart also said at this time: "Jonathan has finally stabilized his mentality, and it won't be long before he takes out his best technique." ”

Avalon saw Jonathan's push stance, and his eyes immediately widened, he knew that the hard bones were finally here.

At the stall where others thought that Wang San would retreat, Wang San was like a star thrown into the flames, and Jonathan was loaded together.

The ferocious impact stirred up Jonathan's anger and made the atmosphere in the ring hot all of a sudden.

"Ah! That comic actually fought against Jonathan. ”

"He's actually going to hit close-quarters, this guy is really funny."

"Is this funny man a madman or a fool, actually fighting against Jonathan?"

Pilson also shouted: "Is there something wrong with Wang San's brain, actually fighting with Jonathan in close combat?" ”

Wang San responded to all the doubts, ridicule and contempt with his fist, and the moment his arms were close together, Wang San fiercely hit an uppercut.

Wang San's close-quarters fist technique was fierce and penetrating under Avalon's guidance. Jonathan's arm was sore with a punch.

The pain and anger inspired Jonathan's left hook, and Jonathan unleashed a ferocious left hook to face such a ferocious punch.

Wang San didn't retreat or hug, but raised his arms and shoulders stiffly to block.

The punch hit Wang San's elbow, which was also a sore numbness.

Wang San forgot the pain, felt the gap in the opponent's defense with his body, and quickly punched his left hand at close range.

"Bang"

Wang San's punch was a little biased and only hit Jonathan's head, and Jonathan also took out his grappling instinct, and hit Wang San's stomach with an uppercut, making a muffled sound.

In the blink of an eye, Wang San was already entangled with Jonathan.

Two people put together and punched, muscles and fists collided, you hit me in the shoulder, I hit you in the stomach, you give me a straight punch, and I return you an uppercut.

The two of them fisted to the flesh, and for a while, the two of them fought with a bang, and it was difficult to tell the winner.

This scene fell into the eyes of the audience and the two commentators, and it was simply blind.

A comic boxer, a crappy poet, actually entered the grappling mode with a famous British grappler, and a fight lasted more than a minute, and he did not show defeat at all. This made them speechless, and they didn't dare to speak at all.

Avalon clasped his hands on his shoulders, but he smiled very proudly.

Jonathan was blocked in his best hand-to-hand grappling, and then he suddenly woke up, which was not ordinary.

This comic close-quarters play is so exquisite.

Feeling deceived and fooled, Jonathan suddenly picked up the pace of his attack.

Hooks, hooks, straight punches, Jonathan punch after punch, punch after punch, Wang San swayed in the midst of the heavy artillery, gasping and standing.

Jonathan leaned against Wang San, and suddenly continued to hit the right uppercut, and finally knocked Wang San's protective hand off some, taking advantage of this opportunity, Jonathan twisted his muscular waist, kicked the ground, and made a fatal right hand hook.

"Smack!"

The crisp flesh exploded, and Wang San's sweat flew into the sky under the dazzling light.

"Good!"

"It's a punch"

Pilson and Stuart screamed, and the fans in the ring thundered with joy.

Jonathan swung another iron fist, ready to extend the victory. Avalon and Ususs stared worriedly at the center of the ring with wide eyes.

Jonathan's iron fist roared, smashing towards Wang San with a vicious wind.

After Wang San was punched, his body was crooked, and he seemed to have no power to resist, but when Jonathan's iron fist arrived, Wang San flexibly twisted his waist and shook his head, easily dodging Jonathan's iron fist, and then taking advantage of Jonathan's action to be too big and empty, a short and fierce crab claw-like side hook punch hit Jonathan's face.

"Bang Bang"

Wang San's short punch seems to be short, but the power is not small, and Jonathan, who hit him with one punch, staggered.

Wang San ate Jonathan's punch and didn't do anything, and he staggered Jonathan with his backhand.

The result simply left the fans on the spot, the two commentators, and Sarrido's shocked face.

Just when Wang San raised his fist and Jonathan's feet went weak, the gong at the end of the first round actually sounded.