"Die!"

Zhou Quan's eyes flashed fiercely, he slid forward and grabbed it, and a straight punch of his forehand blasted out, forcing his opponent to shake, and a fierce backhand swept out.

Oakley has indeed practiced, and Zhou Quan's current athletic quality can only be regarded as average, and his fist speed is not fast, and he dodged this heavy swing through a quick dive.

But Zhou Quan forced his opponent into defense through continuous attacks, took advantage of the momentum to unleash a combination punch, and another heavy left-handed hook.

The full-level spatial imagination has made his sense of space reach the full level, and it has also improved his striking accuracy to a first-class level.

In boxing, the most important thing is the control of space.

Whether it's striking or dodging, without good space control, going up is a target.

This left-handed heavy hook, which was made under the premise of forcing the opponent to dive with a heavy pendulum, was a punch in a combination punch, a predictive combination strike, and the hit was very accurate.

"Bang!"

Oakley had just dodged the heavy swing when the next moment an iron fist slammed into his jaw.

"Ugh!"

The ferocious fist force instantly hit his cerebellum, and with a bang in his mind, all his senses disappeared in an instant.

"Bang!"

Directly flipped back, and fell with a bang, with a mouth full of blood.

"Oh?"

Madison Square Garden was amazed, and countless people couldn't believe it.

"One-punch knockout?"

"God?"

On the ABC commentary seat, Williams and Oppe's eyes widened, one of the four villains, the murderous Oakley, was knocked out like this?

"Iron Fist!"

After Rodman and the others were reprimanded by Zhou Quan in public last time, they learned their lesson this time and were about to rush forward, but they didn't expect the battle to be over, and they were all stunned.

"Go!"

When the clash broke out, the silly John Stackton greeted him and rushed forward.

"Shet!"

But when he rushed to Zhou Quan's side, Oakley happened to be knocked out by a punch, and when Iron Fist's sharp eyes swept towards him, he braked sharply under his feet and stopped there, at a loss, flustered, what reason should I find to run?

Ewing and the others were the same, they were all stunned for a while, none of them dared to approach Zhou Quan's side and avoid the tiger.

"Let's go too!"

When the conflict occurred, on the Knicks bench, Anthony Mason, a muscular man on the door panel, jumped up excitedly, roared, and ran to the court, and a staff member came up to stop him, was directly knocked over by him, and then rushed into the court like a brute.

However, just as he rushed into the ring, he saw Iron Fist knock out Oakley with a punch.

"Shet! Old oak is so unbeaten? Forget it, let me do it, I'm going to level the iron fist and become the ultimate killer in New York. ”

He was not frightened, and still rushed towards Zhou Quan.

At the time of the clash, Pat Riley stood there calmly, confident that Oakley and Ewing, as well as Mason, the muscular man he had brought back from Europe, could level the iron fist.

But he only allowed Mason to rush in, and the others were stopped.

But the next moment, his mouth opened wide as he saw Oakley fall.

"Let's go up and help!"

When the conflict broke out, on the Pistons' side, the smiling assassin and Darnell Walker roared together and were about to rush forward.

"Believe in Iron Fist, don't be impulsive!"

Chuck Daly hurried to stop them.

The next moment, Zhou Quan knocked out Oakley with one punch, and he hurriedly pointed to the court and said, "Look, I'm right." ”

"There's another one." Darnell Walker shouted as he pointed at the door panel.

"Give it to Iron Fist, he's a professional." Chuck Daly said calmly.

"Hey, stop."

Zhou Quan settled the conflict too quickly, it only took a maximum of two seconds, and after the referee reacted, the conflict was over, but at this time he saw a guy rushing in from the bench, and hurriedly blocked the front, shouting angrily.

"Whew!"

Ignoring it, Mason swept past the referee's side, rushed in front of Zhou Quan and hit him head-on.

With a height of two meters, a tonnage of 115 kilograms, and a bench press of 200 kilograms, he is described as strong as a cow, which is very suitable, and his thick arms like elephant legs are slammed towards Zhou Quan's head, if he is hit, Zhou Quan is only afraid that he will be knocked out on the spot.

Zhou Quan dodged instantly, relying on a full-level sense of space, only dodging a little, Mason's right fist grazed his nose and smashed down, hitting the air.

The less time it takes to dodge, the faster the counterattack will be, and that's the advantage of a full-level sense of space.

In the next moment, he slid left and came to Mason's right front side, and at the same time twisted his waist and swung his fist, and a ferocious and abnormal liver punch blasted out.

"Bang!"

Mason played baseball and football, but he just didn't practice boxing, he didn't have such good dodging skills, and he couldn't dodge the punch after hitting the air, and he was hit squarely, right in the liver.

"Ugh!"

The moment he was hit, his body stiffened, and he only felt a sudden pain in his liver, but he gritted his teeth and held back.

"Good guys!"

Zhou Quan was secretly shocked, this guy was too strong, he was hit in the liver, and he actually reacted like this?

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

In the next moment, taking advantage of the stiffness of his opponent's body, his combination punches began, hitting Mason's head in succession, causing his opponent to be stunned for an instant.

"Bang!"

Mason landed three heavy punches before crashing down.

"Yikes!"

The Pistons, on the other hand, roared excitedly.

"Wow!"

There was a huge boo at Madison Square Garden.

"Useless waste, don't fight if you can't hit it."

"Oakley, stand up and keep fighting."

"Hey, that door panel man, don't play dead, keep getting up and iron fists, don't embarrass us New Yorkers."

Countless New York fans stood up and cursed angrily.

Zhou Quan stood on the spot, Oakley and Anthony Mason were at his feet, looking down at the whole court, and when he saw the referee, a gentle smile appeared on his face, and said: "Sir, they made the first move, and I was forced to fight back." ”

The referee smiled bitterly, just a few seconds, and actually knocked out two, this combat power, why don't you go to professional boxing?

On the ABC commentary bench, Williams shook his head and said: "Mason is very strong, but he is not a professional boxer, nor is he an amateur, he has not trained his neck, and his ability to resist strikes is not good." ”

Op laughed: "Look at the neck of the Iron Fist, it is specially trained, it is as thick as his head, and it should not be a problem for him to take a few heavy blows." ”

"So Oakley only got one punch, Mason only took three punches, and Iron Fist was invincible on the NCAA ice rink," Williams laughed. ”

No matter how Zhou Quan explained, he was still sent off in the end.

Of course, Oakley and Anthony Mason were also sent off.

Zhou Quan walked into the players' tunnel and saw Oakley and Mason being helped in, and immediately greeted him.

"Iron Fist, this time it won't be counted, next time we'll break our wrists." Mason hurriedly shouted.

"You're smart." Zhou Quan said angrily.

Mason smiled smugly, I'm a top student, do you think I'm one of you muscular sticks? If it weren't for the sake of fame, I'd go crazy and go up and fight you?

Zhou Quan ignored Mason, came to Oakley, and asked with a smile: "Old bird, I didn't enjoy it just now, I'll give you a chance, continue to do it now?" ”

Oakley's eyes flashed fiercely, the effect of the punch just now had almost passed, and he roared in a low voice: "Okay, come on, I'm afraid!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he swung his fist forward.

When Mason saw this, he stepped back straight away, making it clear that he would not interfere.