He strictly followed his coach's tactics, roaming around McCall, focusing on his opponent's right wing and suppressing his opponent's backhand punches.

Attack first when your opponent adjusts his pace, regardless of whether he gets an effective hit or not, hit and retreat, and then immediately start the next wave of attack.

McCall's ability to move is a notch slower than Michael Muller's, and under Zhou Quan's fast movements, he is like a clumsy bull, and Zhou Quan is like a nimble matador.

With two minutes to go in the first round, Tekken had already landed fifty punches, which is an insane number of shots for a heavyweight, and he once again landed a stormy strike. McCall could only defend passively, and his face was already swollen in many places. Williams roared excitedly.

"Iron Fist has at least fifteen effective strikes, an average of three or four punches that can effectively hit his opponent once, and his punches are so accurate that no gaps in defense can escape his attacks." Chelsea are excited.

There are still ten seconds left in the first round, and this time Zhou Quan is still sliding left, still grabbing the opponent's right wing and pressing the opponent's backhand.

Relying on his strong ability to resist the blow, McCall, who was already furious, almost let go of the hug, and recklessly unleashed a backhand swing, which was a right hook.

Zhou Quan reacted instantly and dived.

"Shoot the air!"

Williams' roar also sounded instantly.

As he floated down, Zhou Quan slid his left foot to the left front side again, and grabbed McCall's right side of the horizon in one step.

In the next moment, he twisted his waist and raised his arm hard, aimed at Oliver McCall's right rib, and blasted a ferocious right diagonal hook.

McCall recklessly hit a backhand swing, and when Zhou Quan threw out a right hook, his right arm had not been fully retracted, the huddle had not yet been fully formed, his elbow had not yet touched his right rib, and there was a gap in the lower rib, and Zhou Quan's right hook was aimed at the gap in the right lower rib.

"Bang!"

With a heavy blow, Zhou Quan punched McCall in the lower right rib.

"Ugh!"

McCall, who Lewis called the only one in history who did not have pain nerves, couldn't help but snort in pain after eating this punch and took two steps back.

"Rehook! Backhand heavy hook! Iron Fist successfully slammed McCall's right ribs! Wells Chelsea screamed.

"Is McCall injured? It should be injured, and the intercostal muscles can't withstand the heavy punches of the iron fist. Williams said excitedly.

In the ring, McCall got rid of it once, and then took Zhou Quan two more punches, and the bell rang for the end of the first round.

"Beautiful! Iron Fist punched 65 times in the first round, and the effective strikes reached 22 times, 33.8%, which is an extremely terrifying effective strike rate, which is terrifying! Under the fast movement and precision strikes of the iron fist, the Bulls' defense seemed to be a void. Williams said excitedly.

"22 effective blows, three heavy blows, one for the chin, one for the left cheek, and one for the right lower rib."

Chelsea said this, but the conversation changed and excitedly said: "Iron Fist is very strong, very scary, but not the champion of boxing, our bull, Oliver McCall is also terrifying.

He was hit so many times by the iron fist, but it was as if he had been bitten by a mosquito a few times, and there was no reaction at all, his ability to resist the blow was too terrifying.

I even have a feeling that even if he is hit by an iron fist with a hundred punches, two hundred punches, and ten times, twenty times, and fifty times, he can still stand on the ring, and he really won't fall to the boxing champion! ”

Williams said excitedly, "But I'm still rooting for Iron Fist because he hasn't been hit by McCall once, and he's too good at dodging and moving. ”

"So can you say that when Tekken gets hit by McCall's punch, that's when the fight is over?" Chelsea laughs.

"It's possible, haha!" Williams laughed.

"Just like that, Iron Fist, you'll knock him out sooner or later."

Under the bottom pillar, coach Hans solemnly admonished: "Never try to knock him down with a few heavy blows, he is nearly twenty kilograms heavier than you, stronger than a bull, you have to accumulate damage on his body with constant effective blows, drain his blood, and finally knock him down."

Remember, flying a kite, he's a kite, and you're the one who controls everything. You have to control the distance with him, you have to master the rhythm of attack and defense, and don't be dragged into the sky by him. ”

"How?"

Under the bottom post opposite, McCall's coach touched his lower right rib.

There is already red and swollen, this is a swollen muscle, a blunt trauma after a heavy punch, but it is not clear whether there is a problem with the ribs, bone cracks or fractures are possible, the protective effect of the intercostal muscles is not strong, and the protection of the ribs is mainly by the hold.

"No problem, the bone should not be broken."

McCall spat out the words between his teeth, and then roared like a beast, "I'm going to shred that crumb!" ”

"Be careful, he's reacting too quickly, grabbing your backhand, don't throw a backhand punch easily, if you get hit here again, you'll be in trouble." The coach reminded.

"I know." McCall said impatiently.

On the front row under the ring, Bob Arum smiled and said to Don King lightly: "Don, it seems that Iron Fist has a better chance." ”

Tang Jin said with an impassive expression: "Bob, what do you have to be happy about, he is not your fighter." ”

Bob Arum looked stunned, which is also where he regrets, Iron Fist did not ask him about his fighter, but only the promotion rights of this match.

He explained: "He didn't sign a boxer contract, and Roger Philip wasn't a boxing agent.

This young man has a lot of options, he plays good golf, and I don't think he will be on a long-term contract other than an NBA contract. ”

Tang Jin also nodded regretfully, Zhou Quan's approach gave him no chance to recruit Zhou Quan under his command.

"Bell!"

The bell rings for the second round.

In the 25th second, Zhou Quan seized the opportunity again, drawing McCall's hug to it with a hook, and then followed up with a right uppercut that hit his opponent's chin.

"Whack! Iron Fist hits McCall again! Williams said excitedly.

It's a pity that Oliver McCall's iron chin attribute completely exploded, and this heavy blow didn't seem to impress him in the slightest.

But once again, McCall stepped up his defense, reduced his movement and offense, and mostly spun around in the center of the ring.

He became a target for boxing, Zhou Quan was by his side like a cheetah biting him, and he could only defend passively because he didn't have enough movement ability.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

Zhou Quan unleashed a stormy attack, with a quick and tricky punch that was extremely accurate, constantly bombarding McCall's body, basically getting an effective blow every three or four punches.

"Bell!"

The bell rings for the end of the second round.

"75 punches, Iron Fist took more shots in the second round than in the first round, reaching a total of 140 punches, 45 effective strikes, and an effective strike efficiency of 32.1%, including 5 heavy blows."

Chelsea reported some stats, and said with emotion: "McCall has become a real target, his face is swollen in many places, and if he continues to fight like this, he will fall sooner or later." ”

Williams nodded and said: "McCall should be consuming the physical energy of Iron Fist, Iron Fist punches so much, the physical consumption must be very large, once he can't fight, McCall's chance will come, as long as he seizes the opportunity to hit hard, he is likely to be knocked out with one punch." ”

"It's a possibility." Chelsea Road.

Under the ring, Holyfield shook his head and said: "Iron Fist, this kid throws too many punches, if he continues to fight like this, he can last five or six rounds at most, and the quality of his punches in the next few rounds will drop significantly, and he will be more dangerous than McCall at that time." ”

Lewis nodded and said, "It's very good that we have three or four hundred quality punches in 12 rounds in the heavyweight division. ”

"If you continue to fight like this, the Iron Fist may collapse first." Riddick Bauer said.

Tyson said, "I was able to hit more than 600 high-quality punches in 12 rounds in my prime, and I can do it now." ”

"Just blow it." Holyfield said dismissively.

"Fight me and I'll tell you how many punches I can throw with the facts." Tyson said angrily.

Boxing champion Ali and Maradona sat together, and the two were chatting.

"Diego, bet that Iron Fist kid can attack like this for at least five or six rounds." Ali said with a smile.

Maradona laughed: "People get tired, but I don't know boxing, I don't know how long the iron fist can last." But I also doubt that how long can McCall endure like this? ”

Alihaha laughed and said, "Iron Fist is not experienced enough, he can actually cut down on punches and trick opponents with his pace, his movement ability can do this, he can even make his opponent McCall not see his shadow."

Then improve his punch percentage and look for more heavy hits, so that he will be more efficient, less physically exerted, and have a better chance of winning. ”

"Bell!"

The bell rings for the third round.

Zhou Quan still has the same offensive mode, using stormy punches to completely drown Oliver McCall.

McCall also tried to counter a couple of times during the round, but Zhou's dodging technique allowed him to shoot them all into the air, and then Zhou Quan countered with four heavy blows, two of which hit the chin.

After the third round, McCall's face was completely swollen, both eyes were squinted, his nose, teeth, left cheek, three places were bleeding, and the two corners of his forehead were also swollen, looking very embarrassed.

Zhou Quan's wave of super-explosive attacks also made the shouts of MGM Stadium never stop, and the atmosphere was very hot.

"The 78 punches in the third round once surpassed the second round, totaling 218 punches in the three rounds, an average of 72.6 punches per round. 70 punches were effectively struck, with an effective strike rate of 32.1%. There may be a gap between the data and the referees, but it won't be too bad. Chelsea read.

Williams said solemnly, "I bet the next round of Iron Fist's offense will be even crazier. ”

Chelsea said: "Looking at the momentum, Tekken's aim should be to knock out his opponent, knock out McCall before his fitness is exhausted, and knock him out. ”

"Of course, if it's a point or advantage decision, McCall doesn't have any chance of winning, and he must have to hit a knockout to have a chance to win." Williams nodded.

Chelsea said with trepidation: "With 70 effective hits and 23.3 effective hits per round, McCall will definitely go straight to the hospital after the fight. ”

Williams nodded: "According to relevant statistics, Ali has been hit in the head a total of 20,000 times throughout his career, including competitions and training. ”

Chelsea suddenly laughed: "The NBA's Chamberlain said that he has completed 20,000 killings in his entire career. I'm talking about women. Alas, I envy him! ”

"Poof, haha......"

Williams burst into laughter.

"What are you doing with me, this bastard?"

At Chamberlain's house, he couldn't help laughing and scolding, but looking at his expression, he was not annoyed, but proud.

"Bell!"

The bell rings for the fourth round.

Zhou Quan's offense still maintained sufficient intensity, still stormy, but did not increase the intensity of the offense upward.

Oliver McCall's movement was so poor that he couldn't keep up with Zhou Quan's rhythm at all, and he was beaten to the point where he could only hold on to the hug, and with his strong ability to resist the hit, he only wandered around in the middle of the ring and rarely threw punches.

"Tick!"

Taiwanese referee Mills Wren couldn't bear it anymore and didn't give a warning, and directly gave Oliver McCall a warning to step up his offense.

Three warnings are equivalent to one warning, and three warnings can disqualify a fighter.

But Oliver McCall ignored Wren's warning and did his best to protect himself from continuing to be hit hard by Zhou.

He knew in his heart that if he was hit by Zhou Quan a few more times, he might be knocked down.

"Bell!"

End of the fourth round.

"There were 75 punches in the fourth round, a total of 293 punches, a total of 85 effective hits, an effective strike rate of 29%, and the efficiency is decreasing." Williams said.

Chelsea said with some dissatisfaction: "But it's because McCall is completely on the defensive, he's now a turtle shell, and he can't even be warned by the referee to attack." ”

Williams said helplessly: "In fact, anyone who faces an attack like Iron Fist may, and may be, will make the same choice as him." ”

"Michael Tyson definitely won't." Chelsea blurted out.

Williams perked up and immediately nodded: "Yes, I really hope that Iron Fist and Iron Man will fight a world boxing title defense match, their confrontation will be very exciting, and the sales of PPV will definitely break through to another height." ”

"Now it's 3.2 million, which is more than 40 million more than Tyson's record, which is already the limit." Chelsea said.

"Bell!"

The bell rings for the fifth round.

"McCall, attack! McCall, attack! McCall, offense ......" at MGM Stadium, the fans were furious and there was a huge shout.

“Box！”

The referee gave an order, and the fifth round began.

(End of chapter)