Chapter 8: Father and Son

The lounge was a bit messy and the lounge was quiet. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the lounge, there were only two fathers and sons, Chifu and Shayaf.

Chiv jumped, punching quickly, as light and strong as a stag in the woods.

As Shayaf looked at his son, it was hard not to think of his most glorious youth.

When he was young, he was stronger than him, quicker than him, but his mind was not as good as his. Sayalf's wrinkled face flashed with the warmth of an aftertaste.

Boxing is always unforgettable, and I got a lot of glory and glory with boxing back then, but also got a lot of pain and regret.

"Brush!"

Kif's fist flicked quickly in front of Shayalf's eyes, bringing him back to the lounge from his memories.

"Hey! What kind of stinky boy are you doing. ”

Shayaf was dissatisfied, but Chiv was glad that he had succeeded.

"Look at your stupid look, you won't be reminiscing about your failed boxing career."

"You're stupid, punch your fist! Look at how far your fist power is from what I used to be. You're not even a losing fighter. ”

"But I'm faster than you, and my skills are better than yours! And I haven't failed yet. ”

Kifu was bouncing and grieving while provoking Shayalf's nerves.

"With your fist strength, sooner or later you will fail. As far as your opponent today, I could have been knocked out in one round when I was young, but you have to be verbose for a long time, which is really not a man. ”

"Humph! You don't understand, that's my boxing style! ”

When the father and son were still stabbing at each other, the staff pushed open the door and shouted.

"Ready, the game is on!"

Hearing this order, Chif's expression became serious, and Shayaf hurriedly picked up his cloak and draped it over Kif's body.

"Let's go!"

Father and son said almost in unison.

In the dimly lit passages, the lights in the hotel lobby grew brighter and brighter.

Shayaf's voice was suddenly a little hoarse.

"Kif, help me get a boxing belt and let me have fun!"

Chifu was in the dimly lit passageway, looking at Shayaf with shining eyes.

"No, I don't want to, even if I get the belt, I will never let you touch it. I'm going to make you anxious! Hey! “

Chifu smiled strangely, and Sayyaf was angry and wanted to beat people.

The two of them walked to the edge of the ring, and Qifu suddenly turned his head.

"Shayaf, I'll get the belt"

"And a lot, a lot. You bring two, I bring two, and we'll all be boxing champions. Dad! I know that's what you've been chasing all your life, something you'll crave every day from the first look you wake up to the moment you dream about it. You know what? This longing of yours has been contagious to me since I was very young, I have watched you brilliant, watched you sweat, watched you defeat the enemy, watched you fall, but this desire has penetrated deeper and deeper into my bone marrow! “

"I'm always thinking that what the old guy can't reach, it's up to me to get it. Because we are father and son, we are in the same blood, and our will and inspiration are also inherited like blood. I am the heir, and it is my mission to accomplish something. ”

After Chifu finished speaking, he was about to flip over the rope loop.

Shayaf grabbed him: "We are father and son, but what you have to do is not inheritance, but transcendence, my son, surpass me, please surpass me!" You must surpass your father, surpass all the things that shackle you, transcend, what you want is not inheritance, but courageous transcendence, flying to the sky where we have never been. ”

Shayaf looked at his son with a determined gaze at this time, as if the two had already flown together.

"Good! Dad, I'm going to overtake you. ”

Kifu's answer was as tough as iron, and the two reached out their left fists and touched each other.

Chifu opened the rope ring and entered the ring neatly, and it was extremely simple.

In the stands, Larson, the editor-in-chief of "Hitter" magazine, looked at Qifu who entered the stadium with blazing eyes, and said to Wen Li, an intern reporter next to him: "This is Qifu, who has won all 6 fights and knocked out 3 of them. The KO rate is not high, and the wind reviews are just average. But I'm very optimistic about him, although this guy doesn't have super punches, but he is technically flawless, there are no flaws, and if there are no flaws, it will be difficult to beat, and if he will not be defeated, he will win. This is a rare fighter who can embody the wisdom of boxing! ”

"Oh!"

Wen Li is an intern journalist who is not familiar with boxing, and she does not think that this kind of barbaric sport has any wisdom, but that men are desperately beating each other with their fists. Wisdom! The editor-in-chief is joking.

Larson actually doesn't have the idea that the stupid girls around him understand, boxing is a man's romance! Where would a chick understand.

He just needs a confidant, someone who can say what he wants to fight, as for saying it, can the other party understand? Larson was also indifferent. The point is to say it, as if you take out the garbage in the trash can and empty it yourself, so that you can cool yourself off.

Sitting in the second row, Wang San, Marven, snakeskin jacket, Yusus, and Mo finally saw Qifu appear.

The snakeskin jacket wanted to say something out loud, but Mo suddenly screamed.

"Wang!"

Now, even if you are inconsiderate, you can understand what Mo means.

"Look, Kiev is here!"

The snakeskin jacket also understood, so he pointed at Mo angrily and screamed.

"You rob me of my lines!"

Mo was frightened and whimpered aggrievedly in his throat.

As Mo's good friend, Yu Sus of course came out to fight unevenly.

"Don't bully Mo!"

"Humph!"

The snakeskin jacket glared at Mo with hatred, and Mo turned his head disdainfully to look at the other side.

Marven was surprised that a snakeskin jacket could have such a deep communication with a dog, but Wang San knew from the beginning that a snakeskin jacket was equivalent to a beast.

"Today's opponent is Ota, a mediocre fighter. Forgive me for being rude, but Ota is a mediocre guy who doesn't have fast feet, his punches are acceptable but not lethal, his technique is flawed, his left hand is slow, and his ability to seize opportunities is mediocre. This kind of competition can only be practiced for Chifu, with Chifu's personality, he will test in the first round, try in the second round, and defeat this poor man in the third round. “

After Yu Sus finished analyzing, the snakeskin jacket raised a hand and said helplessly.

"I want to say, you and your dog have stolen my lines one after another!"

"It doesn't matter, today your role is not to speak, but to decorate. Besides, Mo is not a dog, he is my best friend, and in my heart, he is ten thousand times more precious than you. ”

"Ten thousand times? I thought it was only two or three times as much? ”

The snakeskin jacket was angry about the question of multiples.

Wang San and Marven glanced at each other at the same time, their eyes were very worried about their multiples.

"Chifu will beat Daejeon in a steady way in 4 or 5 rounds!"

Larsson made an almost identical assertion to Ursus.

The prophecies on both sides came down and the game began.

Accompanied by the referee's arm wave, Qifu, who was wearing white shorts, pounced in front of Daejeon like a lightning bolt, and started with a direct quick combination of punches.

"Bang Bang!"

Continuous straight punches and hooks, hitting Daejeon for a while. Hit hard at the beginning, either a rookie or a god. Think you're much taller than your opponent!

Daejeon reacted immediately after being beaten and threw punches to fight Kifu.

Kifu deftly retreated immediately after the combination, dodging Ota with an uppercut.

Daejeon was beaten when he came up, and he couldn't catch Qifu for a while, so he could only want to endure it first.

Daejeon wanted to endure it, but Qifu didn't follow the usual path today, adjusted his position slightly, and then shook twice, and jumped out of a set of combination punches.

Although Daejeon blocked it this time, it was still beaten to the ground.

Daejeon was suddenly beaten twice in a row, making a little angry, and chased Qifu up to fight.

But the moment Daejeon made a move, Qifu didn't follow the routine, as soon as Daejeon made a move, Kifu immediately flashed sideways, and an uppercut hit accurately hit Daejeon's face, hitting a secondary counterattack.

Daejeon was beaten if he didn't make a move, and he was beaten up, and Daejeon, who was very unhappy when he was beaten, was angry, even if he was beaten, he had to fight with Qifu, and he made a backhand punch with a hook. At this time, Qifu jumped away again.

Ota chased Kifu for his punches, and Kifu jumped around the ring like a fawn.

Ota missed several times, and he paused for a moment. Kifu suddenly jumped up and threw another combination punch.

"Bang Bang!"

Ota was stunned by the short, quick combination punches, and he subconsciously countered with an uppercut.

But Kifu had seen him fight back several times, and Kifu was ready to squat down quickly and then raise his hand and land an uppercut on Daejeon's jaw.

Daejeon was dizzy for a while, and Qifu seized the opportunity, and smashed his arms like a hammer down his head and face.

Suddenly, blood and sweat flew sideways, Daejeon was staggered, his arms were slightly slit, and Kifu punched straight into the front and hit the chin.

"Smack!"

There was a crisp sound, and the field fell to the ground.

The referee rushed up to check and immediately waved to signal the end of the game.

"That's the end of it?"

Yu Susi, Wang San, Marven, snakeskin jacket, Mo was stunned for a while.

Larson's eyes widened as well, while Wen Li secretly looked at Larson with contempt.

Qifu, who used to play rigorously, actually hit his opponent quickly in the first round, which is simply too rare.

"Kiev, this bastard took the wrong medicine today?"

Or the incisive summary of the snakeskin jacket, Yuss and Marven nodded together.

Only Wang San was a little shocked, this kind of playing style of Qifu was the first time he had seen it. In this state, Chifu takes the initiative to attack at any time, but the opponent can't touch him at all, and he won't be much stronger than Daejeon.

In this state, Wang San's only chance was the moment when he was beaten. However, Daejeon also shot when he was beaten, but he was accurately hit in the jaw by Kifu. The reason is simply that Daejeon's counterattack is the same every time he shoots back, and the right hook is seen through by Kifu.

Kifu is really strong! It's stronger than what I've seen in the gym, it's stronger than I imagined, and I'm going to fight such a strong opponent in a few days.

Wang San suddenly felt that his heart was beating fast, but he still didn't want to lose, he really didn't want to lose.

Wang San clenched his fists, and his blood boiled.