Just relax. ”

"Relax."

"You're going to hold on!"

Intermission.

Cheng Hui rushed to the corner of the ring, quickly took out the braces in Li Jiajun's mouth, rinsed it with mineral water, and then stuffed it back into him.

"Uh-huh."

Li Jiajun gritted his braces and nodded, his tone was vague, but his eyes were very firm.

"Fortunately, the bone is not broken, and the blood from the nose is okay for the time being."

A professional doctor was on his side to treat the bloodstains.

Cheng Hui stood next to him and observed the situation, feeling relieved.

The two punches that Li Zitian hit Li Jiajun in the face just now were very fierce, if it weren't for Li Jiajun's ability to retreat and his physical toughness, I am afraid that he would have lost his ability to compete now.

Then you will be directly punished by the referee.

Now as long as you can play, you will have a chance next.

Li Jiajun has even survived trivial skills, what else can't hold on?

Cheng Hui pinched Li Jiajun's shoulders at this time and whispered: "You can't judge Li Zitian with your experience......"

"Don't fight with him in the game of waiting, let's play a quick attack!"

"Your offensive rhythm is better than Li Zitian's, only by seizing the opportunity and making an OK move, you can win this game!"

Every fighter.

In the long-term training, they will combine various fighting skills and play their own combinations.

Is this combination a style, a routine, or a rhythm.

Some focus on defense, some focus on offense, and some are well-rounded.

Li Zitian, as the champion of defending boxing, has a first-class defensive rhythm.

Li Jiajun, as a dark horse challenger, on the contrary, is good at offensive rhythm.

Cheng Hui had studied many of Li Zitian's competition routes before, and had long found that this guy was extremely good at making preemptive strikes and selling flaws in ambushes.

So before the game started, he deliberately explained to Li Jiajun, be careful, be careful, be careful.

Unexpectedly, in the first half of the game, Li Jiajun still fell into this guy's hand.

However, it doesn't matter, Cheng Hui wants to win more than Li Jiajun, and he has already made a plan for Li Jiajun.

That is to let Li Jiajun play defensive rhythm!

That's right!

Under Cheng Hui's strategic arrangement, Li Jiajun played a defensive rhythm in all his previous games.

Coupled with Li Jiajun's identity as a newcomer, there is no extra information for Li Zitian to study.

So this is a killer deliberately left by Li Jiajun, and it may be the key to turning defeat into victory.

So after hearing Cheng Hui's words, Li Jiajun nodded and looked at Li Zitian in the opposite corner.

Li Zitian was also panting and was being checked by medical staff.

However, compared with Li Jiajun, who has a blue nose and swollen face and a wound on his face, the calm and confident posture on his face is much more handsome.

Immediately afterwards, after Cheng Hui lowered his head and taught Li Jiajun a few more secrets, the chief referee in the audience rang the bell gently.

"Ding, ding, ding."

"Tick !!"

The referee blows the whistle on the stage.

Li Jiajun and Li Zitian pulled up the rope in the corner of the ring at the same time, snapped, and quickly rushed to each other with the help of momentum.

Rumble!

The two sides collided.

Da-da-da-da!

The four fists fists quickly fought together.

But this time, Li Jiajun no longer used parrying to meet the fist, a few swings, and directly dodged Li Zitian's attack with his movements.

Block for dodge.

The gap is huge.

Because the difficulty of dodging is several times that of blocking.

Also because of the dodge dodge punch, it is a standard offensive rhythm combination!

Li Zitian saw that his fist was flashed, and instinctively kept up with the pace, but he was quite stunned in his heart.

Li Jiajun grabbed the gap, advanced the same pace, and hit Li Zitian's jaw with a hook punch.

Boast!

An incredibly fierce punch!

Li Zitian raised his head and retreated, and a bloody saliva came out of his mouth into the air, and even the braces in his mouth flew directly into the sky.

This is the only heavy punch attack Li Zitian has encountered since the beginning of the match.

And it was hit hard not long after the opening, so you can imagine how much surprise the audience in the audience and the audience in front of the TV will be in their hearts.

What's going on?

The newcomer who was pressed and beaten in the first half, and in the second half, it was like playing chicken blood, and he got the match point in one round?

Smack.

The braces fell to the ground.

Li Zitian retreated to the edge of the whole stage, stabilized his legs, shook his head, and continued to attack forward.

The medical crew, who had just rushed to the corner of the ring, stopped coming on stage and watched Li Zitian continue to play.

Li Jiajun roared, and also rushed forward, taking advantage of the victory to pursue!

When the two sides fought back and forth again, the narrator in the audience came back to his senses and shouted: "Oops! ”

"Li Zitian has punched!"

"Li Jiajun's punch just now knocked his braces flying, but Li Zitian didn't stop the game and continued to fight with Li Jiajun."

"Surprised, this really surprised us."

"Hahaha, let's be honest with everyone, the two of us commentators at halftime agreed that the second half would be over in ten minutes."

"Because Li Jiajun was pressed in the first half, and he also hit Li Zitian's trivial skills, his form has obviously dropped a lot, so we think the game will end soon."

"I didn't expect it, Li Jiajun changed his style as soon as he shot in the second half, and punched Li Zitian head-on, and now it's really hard to say who loses and who wins!"

Cheng Hui grabbed the blue towel, stood under the ring and puffed: "yes! ”

"Punched!"

"Hit him! Hit him! That's right! That's how to beat him! ”

Stage.

Li Jiajun still has the advantage, and in the fight again and again, he repeatedly beat the opponent and quickly expanded the advantage.

Every time he hits an opponent, the audience is bound to burst into cheers.

It's as if this is his home turf!

He's the champion of boxing!

No!

This is the home of the strong, and the cheers of every spectator are never only for the strong, only for the winners!

The Peak.

Li Shaoze looked at this Erlang's legs, nodded with the same expression, and said, "Li Jiajun won." ”

"Yes."

"There's no way he's going to lose."

Li Ping'an sat next to him and nodded, giving the same answer.

Because as long as you have enough eyesight, you can see the ending very clearly now.

Lee Ka Joon will win.

Because, in the second half, he changed his style of play and did not play defensive rhythm anymore, but played a sharper offensive rhythm.

Dry.

It's insidious.

This is a deliberate hidden trick.

This caught Li Zitian off guard and was hit with a heavy punch in the opening scene.

This punch completely helped Li Jiajun to recover the disadvantage in the first half, and also completely stunned Li Zitian.

If, Li Zitian stopped the game at the moment he lost his braces and applied for a physical examination, then he still had a chance to turn defeat into victory after he calmed down.

But Li Zitian didn't!

He's got all over his head, oh no, it's all anger!

He chose to continue to attack and completely fell into Li Jiajun's rhythm.

Plus Li Jiajun's offensive rhythm itself is better than him, hehehe......

When a fighter loses his rhythm, does it still need to be said about the ending?

This is the second half of the game, and Li Zitian has no chance.

However, Li Zitian, as the champion of guarding boxing, beat the rookie majestically in the first half, and was beaten as a rookie at the beginning of the second half. It's understandable how angry I feel in my heart.

But understanding is understanding, Li Jiajun can understand it, but this doesn't mean that Li Jiajun won't beat him!

By the seventh minute of the second half, Li Zitian's face was already swollen in many places, and even his steps became a little messy.

Li Jiajun still moved accurately and had a beautiful rhythm, and finally seized an opportunity and stepped forward with a slump of steps.

"Li Jiajun has attacked!"

While the commentator exclaimed loudly, Li Zitian moved sideways, trying to dodge the punch......

But it's useless.

He's too slow.

Rumble!

Li Jiajun's powerful punch smashed straight into the opponent's nose bone.

Smack.

The sound of the broken bridge of the nose was muffled by the fist wind.

Li Zitian's eyes were black, and he didn't know anything anymore, so he just fell back and fell to the ground.

"Hit!"

"Hit!"

The shouts of the commentators, the cheers of the audience, and the sound of the referee lying on the ground counting the seconds.

Li Jiajun was standing in the center of the ring at this moment, whirring and panting, as if a hundred thunderbolts were exploding in his ears.

Finally, the ring referee finished reading the seconds, walked to the side and raised his arm and shouted, "King of Fighters!" ”

"King of Fighters! Champ! Champ! ”

The audience stood up and shouted excitedly.

Wonderful.

The ending is reversed.

This game is really exciting!

Cheng Hui rushed to the ring and hugged Li Jiajun in a piece of colored paper and spray bubbles, his face showing ecstasy.

A group of medical staff silently walked into the ring, carried the fainted Li Zitian on a stretcher, and sent him out of the game.

Some people cry and some people laugh.

The adult world is always so realistic.

The announcer also officially announced at this moment that Lee Ka Joon has become the new champion of MMA mixed martial arts competition.

The organizing committee soon took the stage and put a gold belt representing the status of the boxing champion into Li Jiajun's hands......

The game is over.

Li Wenbin stood in front of the TV at home, looking at Li Jiajun holding the gold belt high, his eyes were red, and his heart was deeply touched.

This guy has really grown up!

Qualified to speak!

Li Shaoze turned off the phone, just like he usually watched a TV show, got up on the sofa, turned his head to look at his son next to him and said, "Ping'an, have you bought peripherals?" ”

“……”

Li Ping'an's expression was stunned, and he smiled awkwardly: "500,000, buy him and lose." ”

"Damn."

"Lao Tzu bought him for five million and lost!"

Li Shaoze slapped his forehead, feeling that his son was too unreliable.

Don't you even know the strength of your roommates?

Can this be bought wrong?

Punish you for boxing another day!

Win it back for Lao Tzu!

Li Ping'an seemed to see the connotation of his father's eyes, and explained again and again: "It's okay with Lao Dou, it's okay, Xinle's handicap should be able to earn one or two hundred million." ”

"If you lose, you lose, and our family is not short of this money."

"Stinky boy."

"Fuck off!"

Li Shaoze scolded with a smile, thinking to himself when it was his son's turn to comfort himself? Do I feel sorry for five million people!

The two looked at each other and smiled, and each went back to his room to sleep.

(End of chapter)