Chapter 42: Not necessarily he will lose
The ring is a square platform more than one meter high from the ground, the plane is covered with about 15 cm of cushion and canvas, and four ropes with a diameter of about 5 cm are raised from the table 40 cm, 80 cm, 120 cm, and 150 cm in turn, and are fixed on the four pillars at the four corners.
The four corners of the rope are covered with triangular cushions, and each side of the rope is held in place by two pieces of soft, flexible fabric.
One of the four corners of the rope is a red corner and a blue corner, and the other pair of corners is a neutral angle.
The red and blue corners of the ring have two steps for both players to compete in the ring, and a step in the neutral corner for the referee and the doctor to go up and down.
Ji Yanqing took a look at the layout of the ring, and then looked at a muscular man and a strong man fighting fiercely in the ring.
Strong man, really strong!
The muscular man looks like he is about 200 pounds tall and about 1.75 meters tall, and the strong man is 1.9 meters tall and looks at least 400 pounds!
There is an insurmountable gap between the two of them in terms of height and weight!
Most of the people present thought that the strong man would win, even Ai Chen and the others thought so.
"Little Ancestor, this muscular man is probably going to lose."
Hearing this, Yan Yanqing raised her eyebrows, "Not necessarily he will lose." ”
Ai Chen looked at her in surprise, "Could it be that he can still win?" ”
"Read on." Ji Yanqing didn't say anything more.
It's too much to talk about now, and there will be no suspense when the results come out.
The two people in the ring fought extremely fiercely, and the muscular man was always at a disadvantage in the early stage, but he was never knocked out of the ring.
After a long time, the strong man was tired and his movements slowed down, and the muscular man seized the opportunity to fight back and beat the strong man with overwhelming momentum.
Eventually, the strong man was knocked out in the ring by the muscular man, and he didn't have the strength to stand up again until the referee had counted ten.
Sure enough, the muscular man won!
"Little Ancestor, the real god, he really won?" Aichen exclaimed incredulously.
Ji Yanqing looked expected, "Many things can't just look at the surface, although the muscular man is short and lightweight, but this is also his advantage, his body is flexible enough, and he knows how to store strength in the early stage and exert force in the later stage, so this result is inevitable." ”
She could see from the beginning that the muscular man did not use all his strength at first, but retained his strength in order to exhaust the strength of the strong man.
Because the muscular man also knows that it is impossible to defeat the strong man as soon as he comes up, and he is very clever in this way.
"Little Ancestor, have you ever practiced?" Cheng Yu suddenly asked.
At the beginning, the little ancestor went to their smashing field, but at that time she didn't take it seriously, at most she abused Xiong Yang and showed off throwing flying knives.
Ji Yanqing hooked the corners of her lips and said casually, "Sort of." ”
Ai Chen and the others knew it, no wonder the little ancestor had the confidence to come to this kind of place.
After watching this game, Ji Yanqing twisted her neck and loosened her muscles, "Let's go, let's go backstage and have a look." ”
Ai Chen followed behind Yan Yanqing with a large group of people, and walked backstage with a hula, thinking that he was going to smash the field......
I don't know who formed the underground black market, the power is huge, and there are two black-clothed men standing guard at the door of the backstage.
Before Ji Yanqing and his party approached the backstage, they were stopped by two big men......