Chapter 423: Black Sander

But in any case, experience and adaptability are still important, especially when facing unexpected situations, such as sneak attacks at close range. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 infoSo Qingfeng doesn't dare to slack off, and if he has the opportunity, he will try to hone himself.

After the first fight was over, the service staff cleaned up the ring, and then the second game began, the bell rang, and two fighters, one black and one white, came out of the two passages.

The black fighter is Sander, who is from Africa, and is similar to the previous two fighters, and he is also the strength of Xiaocheng. That white man is John, a local fighter in the Eagle Country, whose strength is much higher, and he has reached the realm of acquired success. Both were tall and large players, but the white man was more muscular, and the black man was more flexible.

When arranging the fighters of both sides in the black boxing competition, two fighters of similar strength are generally selected, which is relatively fair, and the audience will not be too concentrated when betting, which is conducive to the organizer to share the risk. Of course, there are some exceptions, either the one with low strength has some special skills, and the organizer wants to create a dark horse; or the organizer deliberately arranges it this way, and the odds are set lower, and a small amount of money is sent to everyone to have an advertising effect.

Today's fighter Sander obviously belongs to the second type, from his introduction information, as well as the way he plays, everyone can easily judge that this Sander is much worse than that John's strength, so the audience of bets almost all think that John can win, not to mention that this John is still a fighter in his country, who does not support him?

Qingfeng has the weapon of divine sense, and he observes it more thoroughly, this Sang De is not only a lot lower than his opponent's strength, but also from his looks, actions, and demeanor, it can be seen that this Sang has not been systematically trained at all, and he is also a wild man, and his real strength is not even as good as the Vidal in the last game. It seems that this Sander was deliberately launched by the organizer to give money to everyone to calm the anger of the loser in the last game.

The two sides stood in the ring, the referee announced the start of the game, and John punched out, right in the face of Sander, and the black man Sander, who didn't seem to react, was hit by John at once, and then fell to the ring.

Seeing this scene in the ring, the audience couldn't help but nod secretly, and sure enough, it seemed that everyone had won this one. But that black brother, you can't do this, you can parry it twice, don't let us win without a sense of accomplishment.

The Eagle Country player named John didn't expect Sander's strength to be so poor, and he didn't stop his first punch and fell directly to the ground. John froze for a moment, then stepped forward quickly, about to beat the water dogs.

But by this time, Nasandr had already reacted, he shook his head vigorously to sober himself up, and then rolled and crawled, dodging John's next attack.

The difference in strength between the two people is one level, not that John can beat Sander, Sand still has some parrying power, but it is just a parry, and it is a dodge like a gallop in the whole field, and there is almost no chance to fight back.

It's useless to just dodge, and it didn't take long for John to seize the opportunity and punch Sander again, and then before Sander could react, the fists from behind followed, and three punches in a row hit the same part of Sander's body. After all, John is a master of the day after tomorrow, and Sander, who was beaten with three punches, spat blood from his mouth and seemed to have suffered a lot of internal injuries.

Fortunately, Sander was also mixed up in the street fighting, and his ability to resist the fight was not ordinarily strong, although he suffered internal injuries, but he did not lose the ability to resist, and when John didn't have time to withdraw his fist, he was ruthless in his heart, endured the severe pain in his body, and also punched John in the heart.

Compared to John, Sander's fists are much lighter, not only because his strength is lower, but also because he is much less powerful to resist when he is injured. The punch worked, though, as John's chain of punches was broken and he had to take a few steps back, giving Sander some time to cushion.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Xander struggled to his feet, and then prepared for John's next attack with all his might. And John didn't get carried away because he took advantage of it once, but looked at Sander coldly, looking for the other party's next flaw.

The two sides paused for a few breaths, and then roared and fought together, of course, the battle situation was still the same as just now, it was a completely one-sided scene, Na Sander was just defensive, and there was little chance to attack the other party, and after a while, he was already injured.

John is an Eagle Nation, and more than 80 percent of the audience here is local, so most people are more inclined to John. Especially when they saw their own fighters abusing each other, the audience was even more crazy. No one will sympathize with the weak on such an occasion, let alone a black boxer, and the audience just cheers for John, shouting and swearing all kinds of dirty words, breaking his neck, tearing his body, inserting his, etc., allowing John to torture his opponent Tander.

Sander was once again knocked to the ground by John, and he raised his head vigorously to stand up with his arms supporting his body, but somehow he lost his strength and fell to the ground again. Maybe he disdained to kill such a weak person, or maybe he wanted to show his gentlemanly demeanor in front of his compatriots, looking at Sander who was struggling to get up on the ground, John didn't rush up again, just stood in the distance with his arms crossed, his eyes full of pride and contempt.

Looking at everything on the field, Qingfeng couldn't help but sigh in his heart, everything still depends on his own strength, without strength, he can't protect his relatives, and without strength, he can only survive in the contemptuous eyes of others.

Nearly half a minute later, just when the referee was almost impatient and wanted to announce the result, Nasandr finally stood up, and when he slowly stabilized his body, he moved his body briefly, and then looked at John, as if looking for an opportunity to attack.

Then John didn't expect Sander to stand up, he was immediately angry, I didn't kill you, I didn't think of you but I don't know whether you are alive or dead, dare to challenge me again, is it unbearable, this time I have to defeat you completely, watching you beg me for mercy.

As soon as he thought of it, John let out a shout, and then punched at Sander. Then there was a one-sided ravage, and although Sander resisted, for John, it was like tickling, and it didn't do much harm.

This time John was also ruthless, not caring about Sander's life or death on the ground, his fists rained down on Sander's body, a series of critical hits hit Sander, and the audience could even hear the sound of broken ribs in Sander's body.