"Whew!"

David Tua's first shot, a left hook, was fast and powerful, but Zhou Quan dodged very easily.

His control over the space was so strong that he leaned back only slightly, allowing Tyson Jr.'s left fist to brush his nose.

"Shoot the air!"

McGee let out a loud snort.

In the next moment, David Tua grabbed again, wanting to rely on his strong ability to resist strikes and carry Zhou Quan's fist closely.

His ability to move is not good, and his arm span is 27 centimeters behind Zhou Quan, and he has to get closer to hit Zhou Quan.

But he is not a fool, provocation is provocation, and he doesn't want to continue to eat Zhou Quan's fist in vain, so when he grabs it, it is no longer a half-hug, but a complete hug, and he buries his head in the hug, especially his chin is tightly protected.

In boxing, the biggest weakness of the head is the chin, and as long as the heavy blow hits, as long as the opponent is not an iron chin, many times one punch is enough to complete the knockout.

He has a strong ability to resist blows, that is, he is heavy and has a thick neck, but he is not an iron chin, and his chin cannot withstand powerful blows.

Zhou Quan took another small step back, controlling the distance and space between the two within a safe distance.

In other words, the control is that he can hit David Tua, but Tua can't hit him within distance.

"Bang!"

David Tua grabbed again, Zhou Quan went directly to the back hand, and a fierce back hand hit the edge of David Tua's huddle, grazing the hug and hitting him on the forehead.

It's okay, there was only a slight stinging sensation of burning in the forehead corner of the hit, and David Tua counterattacked and shot into the air again.

"Iron Fist hits his opponent continuously, and he's showing off his magical dodging ability and precise striking ability." In the ESPN commentary booth, McGee said loudly.

"David Tua hasn't hit the iron fist yet, but he's also showing great fighting ability." Wilkins laughed.

David Tua continued to grab, but he couldn't grab the close range, and he couldn't hit Zhou Quan, so he was so angry that he stopped chasing, stood there and put down the hug, and roared at Zhou Quan.

"Little Tyson is provoking Iron Fist again, is he protesting that Iron Fist won't let him get close?" McGee laughed.

Zhou Quan didn't let David Tua wait, he immediately went up and punched him, making David Tua his mobile target, and then after the opponent wanted to get close, he still dodged and didn't let the opponent get close.

He is like flying a kite, completely controlling the initiative of offense and defense, wave after wave of dense rain blows, beating David Tua embarrassed, and also making the atmosphere of the Great Western Forum Arena more and more enthusiastic, and the shouts of the fans are wave after wave.

"While Tekken's movement is excellent, he has to look for opportunities for heavy hits, and as long as he accumulates heavy kills, he will have a chance to defeat his opponents," Wilkins analyzed. Otherwise, after the number of rounds is more, his fitness may be problematic. ”

McGee nodded and said: "Iron Fist has a lot of punches, and in continuous attacks, the physical consumption is indeed very large, and the number of heavy blows must be increased, otherwise the physical strength will be dragged down."

But David Tua is also constantly attacking and moving, constantly hitting the air, and his physical consumption will not be less than that of Iron Fist.

And he took so many punches, he also needed to consume physical energy to carry it, and I even think that his physical consumption was greater than that of Iron Fist. ”

Wilkins nodded: "David Tua has to defend well, otherwise he will be hit more times, and it will also produce strong cumulative damage." In addition, it is necessary to reduce the number of air strikes so that the physical energy is not wasted.

How to say, now David Tua is a strong ironclad rhinoceros, and the iron fist is like a wolf. A wolf can't kill a rhinoceros in one bite, but if it keeps biting, it has a chance to bite the rhinoceros to death. And the rhinoceros only needs to seize the opportunity once, and it can kill the wolf. ”

The court was going on, and Zhou Quan continued to attack around David Tua, and his dense punches were very accurate, constantly hitting the opponent.

Tua was so angry that he was about to vomit blood, and he kept forcibly grabbing it, risking Zhou Quan's fist to rush up, but every time he was dodged by Zhou Quan, he couldn't catch a chance to hit hard, occasionally hit a few times, and was blocked by the holder.

"Oooooooooo......oo

The Great Western Forum Arena has been completely hot, and Zhou Quan has used waves of strong attacks and excessive strikes to make countless fans burst with adrenaline, and they are cheering for Zhou Quan to their heart's content.

At the half-minute mark of the first round, McGee exclaimed, "David Tua's face was swollen in several places, he had at least twenty punches, he had at least ten punches to his torso, and he had at least thirty effective blows with his iron fists.

And David Tua hit at most two effective blows, one punch to the right abdomen of Iron Fist and one punch to the left cheek of Iron Fist, but neither of them was solid, and Iron Fist dodged in time. ”

Wilkins also exclaimed: "If you continue to fight like this, Iron Fist will throw 70 to 80 punches in a round, and the effective strike rate will reach a terrifying 50%, and his strikes are so accurate." ”

As the two were talking, the bell rang and the first round ended.

"Ahh

David Tua glared at Zhou Quan angrily, roaring in anger, eager to pounce on Zhou Quan and bite Zhou Quan to death.

Zhou Quan, who was gasping, smiled, ignoring the other party's anger.

In his mind, the anger was unintimidating, just the howl of a beast he hunted before it died.

He regretted it a little, he didn't expect that he played so well against David Tua, underestimated his strength, and knew to bet a little more.

The recording desk was nervously calculating, and on the ESPN commentary bench, two commentators were also calculating, both of them calculating how many punches Zhou Quan threw in the first round and how many effective hits he struck.

After a rough calculation, seeing the data in his hand, McGee was a little frightened, and said in surprise: "77 punches, 41 effective hits, and the effective hitting rate is as high as 53%. The effective number of hits to the head reached 28 times. Among them, the number of heavy blows, two heavy blows to the head and one to the liver.

My God, is David Tua's defense full of holes? If Tua can't seize the opportunity to blow hard, he will be torn to pieces sooner or later. If he comes back a few more hard blows, he won't be able to withstand it. ”

"We all seem to underestimate Iron Fist's strength, his dodging ability, his precision striking ability, and excellent reach, all three combined, and we all underestimate him." Wilkins said in surprise.

McGee said solemnly: "I think David Tuah has to find a chance to strike hard as soon as possible, this is not a small division, this is a heavyweight, no matter how small the heavy punch power of Iron Fist is, he is also a heavyweight professional fighter.

Iron Fist weighs only 8 kilograms less than Tua, and his strength is small, not absolutely small, but relative to David Tua, in fact, his punch is very powerful.

And David Tua was effectively hit in the head 28 times in the first round, and the head was hit twice hard, David Tua must have accumulated damage that cannot be ignored, and if this continues, no matter how strong his ability to resist the blow, he will not be able to hold out for a few rounds. ”

Wilkins also nodded: "I think so too, I think that after this boxing match, many institutions and many people will lose money, and the status of Iron Fist in the boxing world will climb significantly." ”

Under the ring, several famous boxing champions were in a completely different mood at this time than before the game.

Holyfield knew that he was underestimating Zhou Quan, this guy who had crossed the line really had incredible dodging ability and precision striking ability, and his boxing skills were so accurate that David Tua's defensive huddle couldn't stop it at all.

In his experience, if David Tua can't get a knockout with a hard hit, he won't be able to hold out for three or even two rounds at most, and his head will be smashed.

He knows very well that the power of the iron fist is small, and the heavy strike power is not enough, that is a relative comparison, no matter how small the strength of a 92-kilogram heavyweight professional boxer, it is also a very terrible strike force, as long as David Tua's head is hit ten times by the iron fist, or even only five times, it is possible to be knocked out, or even hit in the chin, one heavy blow may be enough.

"Michael, your half a million looks like it's going to fly." Barkley said.

"Didn't you also pay 200,000?" Jordan said angrily.

Barkley looked at Zhou Quan in the ring, shook his head and said, "I didn't expect this kid's strength to be so strong, I can't fight against him in the future." ”

"What, you still want to hug his thighs? Then you might as well come to the Bulls, I'll take you to the championship, that kid can't do me on the basketball court. Jordan said proudly.

Barkley looked at Jordan with admiration.

Pity him for not having a championship yet, Michael has already won three, the absolute first active player! He can't catch up with Jordan in his life.

In the ring, Zhou Quan was gasping.

"Iron Fist, be careful, you almost got hit twice by him just now." Hans warned solemnly.

Zhou Quan nodded, took a sip of water, turned it in his mouth a few times and spit it out.

Hans said: "Be more patient, his arms are too short, he can't move as well as you, as long as you control the distance, if you keep fighting, you will be the one who wins, it will only be you."

You have enough physical fitness to throw 500 punches, or even 800 punches, and take him out, and next year you will be eligible to challenge for the World Champion, and the WBC will definitely push you up. ”

"Hmm."

Zhou Quan nodded heavily.

"Iron Fist, is it too late to place a bet?" Off the ring, O'Neal shouted.

Zhou Quan scolded angrily: "Shark, are you under Davidtua?" ”

O'Neill was speechless and laughed awkwardly.

"Lose to you." Zhou Quan scolded.

Opposite, David Tua was gasping.

Although he didn't hit Zhou Quan a few times, in fact, air strikes consume the same physical energy, and even more consumption.

Although he can withstand Zhou Quan's fist, he will be strangled to death if he eats too much fist, and his face is not beaten, his face is already all swollen, and his left eye is also swollen, squinted into a slit, and looks very embarrassed.

But he was able to carry it, and he was hit twice on the head, and he didn't feel dizzy yet.

"David, try to force him into the bottom corner, you must force him into the bottom corner, finish him with heavy punches, one punch, you only need one punch to finish him."

His coach kept saying in front of him in a low tone.

"Bell!"

The bell for the second round rang quickly.

“Box！”

The referee gave an order, and the second round officially began.

David Tua, who was full of anger, rushed up to attack at the first time, Zhou Quan slid left while diving, dodged a straight punch from the opponent, and then reached the right front side of David Tua in one step, and his body floated up from the state of floating, hooking his arm with the trend, and a ferocious right hook punch hit the opponent's liver.

"Ugh!"

Davidtua's abs were very thick, but he still felt the intense pain in his liver, and he hissed in pain like a wounded beast and staggered backwards.

"Beautiful! Liver punch, iron fist hits Tyson Jr.'s liver again. It was a hard hit, the second liver thump today. You can see that it hurts. McGee roared excitedly.

And at this time, Zhou Quan had already seized the opportunity to attack, the rain-like fist enveloped David Tua, and the rain-like attack completely submerged David Tua.

Under the extremely accurate punches, he constantly bombarded the gaps between the opponent's holders, hit the opponent's head and torso, and beat David Tua could only block left and right, constantly retreated, and finally withdrew to the bottom corner.

David Tua's coach was very disappointed, he had hoped that David Tua would push Zhou Quan into the bottom corner, but now it was the opposite.

"Hug!"

He roared.

"Bang!"

Between the swings of his arm, Zhou Quan threw a heavy fist with his right hand, which hit David Tua's head and hit the top of his ear.

David Tua's neck is really thick, and after a heavy blow, he didn't shake much, which couldn't form a powerful injury to him.

"Heavy hit, third hard hit to the head!" McGee roared excitedly.

"Oooooooooo......oo

The Great Western Forum Arena has fallen into the highest court, countless people are shouting, cheering, and roaring to their heart's content, and Zhou Quan's rainstorm attack has completely excited them.

"Shh

When David Tua rushed up to hug Zhou Quan with his fist, endless boos and invectives rang out.

"Ho Ho Ho ......"

David Tua leaned on Zhou Quan's arms, hugged him tightly with his arms, and his head was on Zhou Quan's chin, very attached, inseparable, wheezing violently, like a beast waiting to be decided.

The bench judge came up and vigorously separated the two, took a closer look at David Tua, and felt that there was no problem, and the next moment, his right hand swiped down and shouted: "Box! ”

David Tua was a little afraid to grab it, and he crossed his arms and protected his head and chin tightly.

Zhou Quan will not be polite, slid to the right, and when David Tua adjusted his pace, it was a double double blow left and right, and he got an effective blow that hit the opponent's right cheek, and then immediately dodged, and moved to the side again, and then attacked again.

His attacks are like a tidal wave, wave after wave, never stopping.

David Tua has always been in the process of passively adjusting the pace, and when he adjusts in place, another wave of Zhou Quan's attacks has begun, and occasionally counterattacking a punch will be dodged by Zhou Quan, completely unable to seize the opportunity of a heavy blow.

He could only keep hugging to avoid Zhou Quan's combination punches.

In this way, the insults and boos in the Great Western Forum Arena were all over the place, and they were all directed at him.

With 37 seconds left in the second round, Zhou Quan's rain-like attacks hit David Tua continuously, making him a little unbearable and could only hug again.

But this time Zhou Quan retreated in time, flashed David Tua's embrace, and then slammed into the back hand with a heavy straight punch.

David Tua just opened his arms to hug Zhou Quan, his face was wide open, and with Zhou Quan's precise blow, where could he dodge?

"Bang!"

Under the heavy blow, he fell backwards, crashed down, and smashed into the ring.

"Oh!"

Countless fans roared and raised their arms.

"Whack! Iron Fist knocks out little Tyson, will he be able to get up? Can you? Wilkins yelled excitedly.

"It was Tekken's sixth blow, his fourth head blow. He hits little Tyson in the nose, and little Tyson's nose is blown out. McGee yelled.

“One，two……”

On the ring, the bench is counting the seconds.

"Arise, David, and get up quickly......"

David Tua's coach and assistant shouted loudly below.

David Tua gasped for air with his mouth open, his face covered in blood, and his nose crooked to the side.

He didn't faint, the straight punch just now didn't hurt him seriously, as long as he couldn't hit him in the chin with an uppercut, he could still carry it, and he still had a chance.

But no matter what, a few hard blows to the head, and now there is some dizziness, just take the opportunity to count the seconds to recover, and then the time of the second round is about the same, and he can rest for another minute, which is enough for him to recover from vertigo.

When the judge read seven, he got up.

The referee checked David Tua's state and thought it was okay, and then checked the age protection gloves and so on, and then signaled Zhou Quan to come over.

“Box！”

At the sound of an order, the second round continued.

But after only three seconds, the bell rang for the end of round two.

"I'm so nervous! Sister Xian, what about you? Under the ring, Cheng Derong said.

"Me, I'm better than you, Xiaorong, your face is white." Wang Guxian said.

"Sister Xian, Zhou Quan should win, right?"

"Definitely win, he always beats people, that person can't beat him, haha!"

On the ring, Zhou Quan's coach Hans said solemnly: "Iron Fist, fight well, fight like this, don't rush to knock him out with one punch, he can't last a few rounds, and the most important thing is that you can't be hit hard by him, understand?" ”

"Understood." Zhou Quan nodded.

(End of chapter)