Chapter 51: The Right Fist

"Ah! Welcome!" Lin Fu and his entourage settled in a well-known local boxing gym in Xi'an, and the owner of the gym was also very enthusiastic, and greeted Lin Fu and his party when they saw it.

"I'm sorry for you!" Xu Feng shook hands with the hall owner and exchanged a few words.

Lin Fu immediately started practicing! Hong Wu said.

"In the ring?!" Lin Fu asked in surprise.

"He's Wu Sen, he's a lightweight. At this time, the owner of this gym pointed to a fighter and said.

"Hello, I'm Wu Sen!" The boxer named Wu Sen looked quite kind and greeted him with a smile.

"Hello!" Lin Fu nodded and saluted back.

"Hehe, it may be a bit hard for Lin Fu, but this is also suitable for you to do the challenge. The owner said with a smile.

"Yes......" Lin Fu nodded helplessly.

"What's the matter, the other party is only one level higher than you, so you will do your best to fight well!" Hong Wu said as he looked at Lin Fu's sad face.

"Okay. Lin Fu replied.

"Why are you worried about your fist?" asked Hongwu.

"Ehh......" Lin Fu swallowed.

"Listen, you don't have to be so nervous, and your injuries have recovered, just use that level, seventy or eighty percent of your strength is already very large. ”

"Yes!" After listening to Hongwu's teaching, Lin Fu's mood relaxed a lot.

"Bell!" kicked off the practice match.

"Type B state, the defense is very strict!" Wu Sen looked at Lin Fu, his brain was running quickly, and he was analyzing countermeasures.

"My hand doesn't hurt anymore, I have to give it a try. Lin Fu rushed forward with an arrow and took the lead in the offensive.

"So fast!" Wu Sen's coach shouted in surprise.

It was really fast, so fast that Wu Sen almost couldn't react, although Lin Fu's straight punch was blocked by Wu Sen's hands, but the strong force still made Wu Sen's hands paralyzed for a while, and he took a few steps back.

"He's got a lot of power in his left hand!" Wu Sen felt the power of the punch more than any other lightweight fighter in his own.

"That kid...... It's amazing. Wu Sen's coach was dumbfounded at the moment.

"In good shape!"

"The strength and speed have improved a lot. Zuo Fei and Qi Sheng were full of praise after watching Lin Fu's performance.

In the next few round-and-forths, Lin Fu defended properly, Wu Sen couldn't intervene at all, and although Lin Fu's punch was blocked by Wu Sen, the remaining residual strength still made Wu Sen cry bitterly and retreated again and again.

"Okay, but there's a sense of rhythm, and then there's a two-handed punch. "Compared with Wu Sen, Lin Fu has already gotten started, and his movements have become more and more coherent, step by step*.

"Ah!!h

"Oh no! hit!" Lin Fu was knocked back a few steps, and Wu Sen saw the opportunity, rushed forward, and his right straight fist was ready to attack.

Lin Fu dodged again and again, dodged Wu Sen's heavy attacks, and broke through Wu Sen's offensive with a straight left punch.

"Ahh Lin Fu waved his right arm again, hoping that this time it would be successful, and it would be the same result, and the punch stopped abruptly in the air, and he was hit by Wu Sen.

"Ugh. Ahem!!!" After being hit in the face by Wu Sen's swing fist, he stepped back again and again and sat on the ground.

"Hey!?" Qi Sheng said in surprise.

"The guy's right hand...... Isn't it cured?" Qi Sheng said puzzled.

"It's all right, but I don't dare to fight. Jiang Long said solemnly......

At this time, in the magazine where Ouyang Xu worked, the president taught him a lesson, because the content of the manuscript was not interesting and lacked novelty, and he was asked to write it anew.

In desperation, Ouyang Xu took back the manuscript, sat at the desk, and lit a cigarette, which was the fifth time he had been rejected.

By the way, the day after tomorrow is the National Boxing Championships, it seems that the most high-profile is the featherweight division, Xi'an's Luo Tian is more dominant, if Lin Fu's right hand can be recovered, this match will be interesting, but Lin Fu has finally entered the national competition. Thinking of this, Ouyang Xu was very excited, after all, he was also the one who discovered Lin Fu's talent from the beginning.

"Why!" Lin Fu, who was lying on the ground, looked at his right hand gloomily.

"Uh, forget it, it's going to be a game soon, you're tired today, let's take a good rest first!" At this time, Wu Sen's coach walked into the ring and said with a smile, and after saying that, Wu Sen and the coach walked out of the ring.

However, although I wanted to fight, I refused in my heart because I was afraid of being hurt again. Looking at Lin Fu, who was sitting on the bench, Jiang Long analyzed the reason.

"The competition is coming up the day after tomorrow, what should the hall owner do?" Zuo Fei asked helplessly.

"Boy!" Hong Wu looked at Lin Fu in deep thought and did not reply.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Luo Tian was still running on the street, until he learned the news that Lin Fu was going to participate in the competition, he was very happy every day, and the day after tomorrow was going to race, he could not suppress the excitement in his heart, and ran out alone......

The next morning, Hongwu did not let others train with Lin Fu, but brought protective gear and went into battle with Lin Fu to do a combination exercise. "Don't practice!" After just practicing for about ten minutes, Hong Wu paused the game and said, "There is no sense of rhythm at all, no matter how much you practice, it is in vain." ”

"Yes...... But if you practice more. Lin Fu said anxiously.

"It's the same a few more times. Hong Wu said solemnly.

"How can it be ......" In fact, Lin Fu himself understands, but he just doesn't want to admit it.

"Now I don't even have a sense of rhythm. ”

After knowing that his right hand didn't dare to swing out, Lin Fu's pace was all out of order. ”

Zuo Fei and Qi Sheng are also deeply helpless about this, and this kind of psychological problem is the most troublesome.

"Pack your bags and go back!" Hong Wu said as he stepped out of the ring, implying that he wanted to go home.

"Wait...... Wait a minute. "Lin Fu wants to stop it.

"I said that whether you can participate in the game depends on how well you recover that day, and you have seen it yourself, tomorrow's game is too dangerous, go back!"

"Wait a minute, master. Lin Fu hurriedly stopped Hong Wu.

"What are you waiting for...... Can you swing your right fist?" asked Hongwu.

"Uh...... No, I can't guarantee it, but after the game starts......" Hearing that Lin Fu was still hesitating, Hong Wu continued to walk forward without speaking.

"Pavilion master......" Lin Fu said helplessly looking at Hong Wu.

"It's not like an uncle at all. At this time, Jiang Long, who was silent on the side, spoke.

"What did you say?" Hong Wu looked at Jiang Long.

"It's not like your style at all, and you give up like this at the beginning. Jiang Long said seriously.

"What do you say. Hong Wu said a little angrily.

"No, Jiang Long, the hall owner also wants him to compete, but as a manager, his position is different......" Xu Feng hurriedly explained for Hong Wu.

"So Jiang Long, do you have any countermeasures?" asked Hong Wu.

"Hmph, this is not a countermeasure, it should be a reminder!" Jiang Long said slowly.

"Reminder?" Lin Fu was confused when he heard the conversation between the two.

"It was my fourth fight after my debut, the third day of the fight. Saying this, Jiang Long swung his right fist at Lin Fu.

"That day, when I was doing sandbag exercises, I suddenly felt a tingling pain in my right hand, because my super powerful right fist injured my right hand. ”

"But you knocked him down at 1:15 of the first round of that fight, setting the shortest knockout record?"

"Is it your left hand that you can win?"

Zuo Fei and Qi Sheng looked at Jiang Long puzzled and asked.

"Wrong, I used my right hand, I beat the other party with my right hand. Jiang Long said solemnly.

"But your right hand?!" Lin Fu became more and more confused the more he listened, wasn't he injured......

"The other party is a stubborn boxer, I can't defeat him with only one of my left hands, but with my strength, I will never lose to him, but my right hand hurts, what should I do?"

"Well, then...... Fall to the ground......" Lin Fu stared at Jiang Long, as if what Jiang Long said would become his killer weapon.

"When the bell rings, the other party has not reacted, quickly rush over, swing a blow with all his strength, and if it succeeds, you can defeat the opponent in 3 seconds. ”

"It's too reluctant. Regarding Jiang Long's words, Zuo Fei didn't dare to agree.

"One punch ......" Lin Fu looked at his fist.

"Hey, don't listen to him, this is not a strategy, this is a random fight!" Zuo Fei saw that Lin Fu was going to use Jiang Long's method and hurriedly dissuaded.

"I don't think this kind of punch can defeat Luo Tian, but ......" Lin Fu fell into deep thought.

That match was also a life-or-death match for Jiang Long, and it was a painful choice to win with one punch or give up. Hong Wu said seriously.

"How about it, uncle?" Jiang Long asked.

"Go and let your fist cool down, the practice just now should be swollen, if it still hurts, the first punch tomorrow will not be able to play at full strength, if that's the case, it will be very dangerous, you know?" After saying that, Hong Wu left the scene.

"Thank you, President!" Lin Fu shouted happily.

"What if...... If it doesn't hurt......" Lin Fu came to the bathroom, took an ice bucket, and inserted his hand into it to cool down.

Two days later, the national competition came to kick off, worthy of the top event in the country, before the start of the stadium was full of people standing at the entrance of the stadium, and a long banner was hung on the main entrance of the stadium.

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