At eight o'clock, the mat game began.

There are three games in total, the first one is six rounds, and the next two are twelve rounds, and if the rounds are full, the three games will take at least two hours, and the main match will be played at about 10 o'clock.

At this time, Zhou Quan has been staying in the lounge.

In addition to his team, his agent Philip and his girlfriend Zeng Lixi are also here, and some friends also come in to visit him from time to time.

"Hey, Iron Fist, long time no see."

At this time, someone arrived, but it was Chen Long, who had met in the G1 battle of the 94 finals.

I haven't seen him for more than a year, but through a red fan area, Chen Long, who has failed to hit Hollywood several times, has finally succeeded and has become a household name in the United States.

"Brother Chen, why do you have time to come over today?" Zhou Quan said with a smile.

"Oops, I wanted to come over to the finals last time, but I really didn't have time, I was too busy. This time, I finally had some time, so I came running. ”

Chen Long explained with a smile, and then said with great emotion and surprise: "Iron Fist, I didn't expect you to play basketball so well, and boxing is also good." ”

"Just for fun. By the way, let me introduce, this is my girlfriend Zeng Li. ”

Zhou Quan introduced Zeng Li, and everyone chatted a few more words, and Chen Long didn't want to stay here longer, so he went to the scene.

Zeng Li was not surprised to see such a big star as Chen Long come to see her boyfriend, there are too many Hollywood stars she has seen in the past few days, and there are always dozens of people she doesn't know, and she is numb.

At 9:47, the third mat match was over, two of the three were full, the second was a knockout, and the next was the main event.

The assistant helped Zhou Quan put on a red cloak, and a group of people surrounded him and walked out of the lounge, including Zeng Lifu and Philip.

When he came to the exit, Zhou Quan pulled Zeng Li, and said in her ear: "Ahri, you stand outside first." ”

"Uh-oh."

An appearance ceremony with a sense of ritual and sacredness has made Zeng Li nervous to death, his whole body is trembling, and his heart is beating very fast.

She and Philip came to the exit, and the two sides of the passage were already full of Zhou Quan's friends, on the left were Hollywood stars, on the right were Bill Wharton, NBA stars, SuperSonics owner Ballmer was the first on the right, and Chen Long was standing in the middle of the left.

Philip looked left and right, and led Zeng Li's side to Ballmer.

"Miss Zeng, you stand here."

Ballmer knows Zeng Li, who he met yesterday at Zhou Quan's training gym, and he voluntarily gave up the first position.

"Three grams of oil!"

Zeng couldn't understand it, but he could understand the gesture and thanked Ballmer.

Philip stood in the third, and Ballmer whispered, "Mr. Philip, Iron Fist and this girlfriend of his ......"

"Mr. Ballmer, as far as I know, they've talked about getting married, maybe next offseason," Philip said. ”

Ballmer nodded, he was not surprised, flash marriages are common, and Iron Fist is not a flash marriage.

He also hopes that Iron Fist can get married as soon as possible, and it is better for his wife to be by his side, so that his life and relationship will be more stable and better for the team.

At the scene, at this time, the host roared loudly in an impassioned voice: "Ladies and gentlemen, dinner time has come, and a world-renowned professional boxing match is about to begin."

It is a qualifier for the right to challenge the WBC Heavyweight World Champion of the four major boxing organizations, and the winner will be eligible to challenge the current head of the WBC, World Heavyweight Champion, Oliver McCall. ”

"Oh roar!"

The MGM Stadium burst into cheers.

The host's voice sounded again: "Now, please have our red square boxer, a great professional sports crossover......"

"Oh roar!"

The MGM Arena once again erupted in enthusiastic cheers, even interrupting the host's voice.

Zhou Quan's two most famous identities now, one is a two-time NBA league champion and FMVP winner, and the other is a professional crossover, both of whom are very influential in North America.

To put it simply, Zhou Quan is a popular fighter in the professional boxing world, and the influence of popularity is greater than the influence brought by strength.

The host continued to shout loudly in an impassioned voice, "Let's warmly welcome the first executioner from the NCAA Collegiate League UCLA College Ice Hockey Team, the Iron Fist Slayer......

From the NBA League Seattle SuperSonics championship winner, finals FMVP, professional golfer, professional heavyweight boxer, great professional sports crossover, from China Iron ...... Iron fist! ”

"Oh roar!"

The stadium erupted in even louder cheers.

The host's voice sounded again: "He has a height of 188 cm, a weight of 92.5 kg, and his arm span is up to 202 cm.

His previous professional boxing record was 2 fights and 2 wins, all by knockout.

He's got the best dodging and defensive skills, he's got a storm of offense, and he's going to give us the most spectacular games to watch. ”

"Oh roar!"

The enthusiastic cheers came one after another, fully demonstrating Zhou Quan's popularity in North America.

In the cheers, Zhou Quan walked out of the road and appeared in two huge spots of light, making the cheers even more enthusiastic.

First hugged Zeng Li, then high-fived and fist bumps with others, and slowly ran to the ring amid cheers.

"Rope pressing, this is our job."

When Zhou Quan was about to enter the ring, O'Neill and the smiling assassin Thomas snatched the work of two bikini beauties, and the two blonde beauties were so angry that they glared at them.

Two damn bastards, are they going to steal their jobs? They also want to have an intimate interaction with Iron Fist.

"This kid!"

At the other exit, Hammer Michael Mueller stood inside, clear and honestly a little jealous of the movement outside.

He became the world boxing champion in 92, and the peak was defeating Holyfield last year and being crowned king for the second time, but over the years, his popularity and influence are not as good as a crossover kid who plays basketball, and his PPV share and appearance fee are not as good as the other party, which makes him very unconvinced.

But he had to be convinced, because the price and sales of PPV will not deceive, his PPV sales are not as good as others, and PPV is the embodiment of influence and popularity, and the box office represents everything.

Now, he can only prove himself with his strength, defeat Iron Fist, get back on track, and salvage the slump of being knocked out of the ring by Foreman last year.

Michael Tyson, who was standing in front of the front row under the ring, was also surprised, he didn't expect a crossover player who played basketball to have such a high popularity in the professional boxing world.

Now he is not as good as before, he has been in prison for a few years, his strength has dropped a lot, his popularity has fallen a lot, and his appearance fee has fallen even more, and guys like Lewis don't want to fight him anymore, because he can't make much money by playing with him.

Now seeing such a high popularity of Iron Fist, his heart is moved, and he feels that a fight with Iron Fist should be just right for him now.

Of course, he didn't think he would lose to Iron Fist, and if he did, he would be able to step on the popular Iron Fist and get back on track.

It's a pity that there is no chance in the short term.

At this time, the host began to summon Zhou Quan's opponent: "Now there is a black boxer, a great boxing champion from the United States, he has been crowned king twice, he has defeated Holyfield ......"

"Shet!"

Holyfield, who was sitting in the front row of the stage, burst into foul language, he stared at the host on the stage fiercely, and he couldn't pull him down and knock him out with a punch.

"Haha......"

Lewis and several other boxing champions next to him laughed happily.

Indeed, no matter in terms of strength, boxing status, popularity, and influence, Michael Muller is actually at least half a grade behind them, or even a grade.

Holyfield lost to Michael Muller last year, lost two belts, and his career fell into a slump, which was not only a huge shame for him, but also a huge scar, but now this scar has been torn open by the host, just to give Michael Muller a foot.

The host's voice continued to sound: "Now there is a hammer, please...... Michael...... Michael...... Michael Mueller! ”

"Oh roar!"

At his peak, he had three world heavyweight boxing championship belts, was crowned king twice, and was an American, Michael Muller's popularity was not small, and the cheers were very enthusiastic.

The host continued to introduce the profile: "He is 188 cm tall, weighs 101 kg, has an arm span of 198 cm, and has a professional record of 31-2-1, with 27 knockout knockouts to win. ”

At this time, Michael Muller finished his appearance and also stood in the ring.

After the referee explained the main rules, Zhou Quan and Michael Muller returned to the bottom post, and the coach and assistant went up.

On the HBO commentary seat, Locke Saccher said with a smile: "Compared with popularity, Iron Fist is higher, but Iron Fist's popularity comes more from the high exposure of the NBA, there are too many games every season, and there are more than 100 games in the finals."

In terms of exposure, I think any boxing champion in professional boxing is inferior to Iron Fist, and at this point, he has taken a big advantage. ”

Morrell Winston joked: "High exposure, in addition to popularity, popularity and influence, has also brought a lot of brand endorsements and sponsors, which is probably the envy of other world boxing champions."

But I don't think there's any need to envy Iron Fist, because gentlemen, as the world boxing champion, in fact, you can also cross borders, and no one forbids you to cross borders. ”

"Haha......" Shachel burst into laughter.

"This bastard, I'm going to beat him to death!"

"Help me punch that bastard a few times, his name is Winston, I know him."

When several world boxing champions heard this, they all scolded depressedly.

"What projects do you think we can cross?" Michael Tyson was short of money right now, so he asked.

"You can work part-time to make small movies and be an 'action' star." Holyfield said angrily.

"Haha......"

A few people burst out laughing.

Tyson was so angry that his face trembled, if he hadn't known Holyfield since he was a child, by the way, at this time, his brain, which he usually doesn't move much, suddenly moved, turned around and looked at Holyfield, and said in his heart, this guy lost to the hammer, and now in the trough, isn't he the best opponent, fight with him?

"What do you see me doing?" Holyfield said angrily.

"Or, Ivande, let's have one?" Tyson said.

"You should know, on November 5th, my boxing match with Riddick Pow is set, next year."

Holyfield didn't refuse, this is his friend, who has just come out now, and needs a weighty opponent and a quality boxing match, and he can help if he can, and he will fight one fight.

"Then it's decided." Tyson laughed.

In the ring, Hans was putting the finishing touches on his tactics.

"Don't forget that he's left-handed, he's very tricky, he's about the same arm span as you, you have to control the distance with him, try to play your movement advantage and your sense of space, try not to get hit by him, and then hit him with more precise punches than him......"

Under the bottom pillar opposite, Michael Muller's coach is also making the final tactical admonitions.

"Defend well, he's very accurate, protect your jaw, be careful with his combinations, David Tua was destroyed by his raindrops of attack."

"Playing defensive counter-attacks, you have to take the opportunity to hit hard, use the left-handed advantage and hit him by surprise."

Michael Mueller nodded, then bit the mouthguard that his assistant had stuffed in.

He openly said to the media that he would take the initiative to attack, but in fact it was just a smoke bomb to confuse Zhou Quan.

Because Zhou Quan's boxing is too accurate, the active attack will definitely expose the defensive gap, and it is easy to be hit, and Zhou Quan's movement ability and dodging ability are stronger than him, and his active offensive role may not be achieved, so it is better to play defensive counterattack, which is also the result of repeated discussions by the coaching team.

At this time, it was almost ten o'clock, and the referee motioned for the two to get up, and the coach and assistant got off the stage, then checked the protective gear of the two, and communicated with the timekeeper in the audience.

"Bell!"

Soon, the bell rang for the first round.

“Box！”

The referee gave an order, and the game officially began.

Zhou Quan took a step back, and then slid right to bypass the front of Muller.

"Is this a defensive counterattack?"

He fought like this because Michael Muller said that he would take the initiative to attack, but he immediately found that Muller was not active in his upper tackles, nor was he active in his punches, and the hug was very tight, without showing a flaw.

After three seconds of wandering confrontation and determining the opponent's tactics, Zhou Quan began to grab.

"Whew!"

Just as he stepped up, the quick-reacting Muller unleashed a powerful jab with his right hand, deflecting his head and letting the jab slip backwards as well.

"Whew!"

In the next moment, Muller landed a left hand, and a ferocious backhand straight punch and jab formed a combo, but it was a pity that Zhou Quan retreated in time, allowing his combo to hit the air continuously.

"Straight punch combo? Shoot the air! ”

"Iron Fist reacted very quickly."

On the HBO commentary seat, Shacher and Winston spoke loudly.

"Whew!"

Standing under the stage, Zeng Li, who was close at hand, exhaled nervously, and his forehead was already full of beads of sweat.

On the ring, a smile appeared on Zhou Quan's face, and he actually let go of the hug and motioned for Muller to attack.

"Haha! This is a provocation, and the iron fist is provoking the hammer of the second king. Schachell laughed.

"Mueller didn't react, he just flashed his fist to the iron fist, and he played quite conservatively." Winston said.

"Attack! Offensive! Offensive ......"

At this time, in the MGM Stadium, a burst of shouts suddenly sounded, and the sound became louder and more neat.

(End of chapter)