Chapter 444: Iron Blood Style of Play

  Bang bang!

After the game started, Link ignored the straight punches thrown by Beirut, clenched his fists and killed at a faster speed, and the fist hit Beirut's left rib firmly.

Although the sponge in the gloves can play a partial cushioning role, the shock wave generated by the huge weight of the fist directly hit the opponent with a stagger, a muffled snort came from his mouth, and the attack movement on his hand was also deformed. The fist passed through Link's left shoulder, almost half leaning on Link's shoulder.

Link didn't give the opponent a chance to react with a successful blow, and followed a rapid upper right uppercut from the bottom up, through his arm frame, and hit him in the jaw.

He was beaten so hard that his body rushed upward, and his chin snapped. Although the braces protected his teeth and tongue, the violent impact caused his lower jaw to hit his upper jaw fiercely, and his neck bone bent back, making a crisp sound.

He couldn't help but look at Jinxing, and there was a bloody smell in his mouth.

The distance was too close, he instinctively stepped back, trying to avoid Link's attack.

But at this time, Link suddenly accelerated his attack frequency, punching him in the face, left rib, and right abdomen with one punch after another.

He punched more than a dozen punches in one breath, like a violent storm, and the offensive was airtight.

Beirut, which has been hit by a series of attacks, is very uncomfortable.

The symptoms of toothache and dizziness in the last second have not disappeared, followed by liver pain, stomach pain, nose pain, and successive strokes on the head, and even more dizzy.

I don't know where I am or what I'm doing.

At this moment, he felt like he was taking a bath in the river when he was a child, accidentally getting involved in the whirlpool, no matter how he struggled, he couldn't get rid of the shackles of flowing water.

A strong sense of suffocation closed his mouth and nose, making him breathless, and his mind was blank.

“Wow!Too fast!”

“Link is going to win.”

“Come on, come on!Protect Sister Shenxian!”

In the audience, everyone saw Link's fists coming out, one punch after another, hitting him on the head like a hammer.

He was beaten so hard that his body kept going backwards, and the corners of his chin and mouth were bloody, and his appearance became more and more miserable.

Seeing Link playing like this, the audience widened their eyes and stared nervously at the game on stage.

Following Link's movements in his mouth, he involuntarily let out exclamations, like a group of puppets restrained by the game.

“Fight, fight, fight!That's it, Link is too fast.”

In the audience, Zou Shiming was so excited that he stood up subconsciously, followed Link and waved his fists, hitting the air one punch at a time.

TVB TV's cameras also captured him, ready to be broadcast as behind-the-scenes footage.

Xiong Zhaozhong stared at the game on the stage next to him, clenched his fists tightly, bulged his arms muscles, and his expression became hideous, as if he had been replaced by Link's role, and he followed Link with force.

“Break！”

The boxing referee saw that he was beaten by Link on the rope, his body was soft, and he had no power to fight back.

In order to prevent accidents, he stood up and intervened in time to stop Link's attack.

Link retracted his fist, took a step back, and shook the sweat and blood on his gloves.

As soon as his body softened, he leaned against the rope and slipped on the boxing ring.

The referee squatted down to check his condition before he had time to ask anything.

Dangdangdang!

The bell rang at the end of the first round, and the people from the Beirut coaching team immediately backed him to the corner of the ring to help him deal with the wound.

At this time, the audience in the audience and in front of the TV were relieved.

His eyes regained their freedom, and he looked back and forth at Beirut, who was receiving treatment, and Link, who was resting on a stool.

Everyone's mouths were also restored to freedom, and they followed the people around them to discuss the outcome of the game.

“Eddie, look at the way you look, do you still think your style of play is useful?”

Hoya looked at Eddie Hearn, who stood up in front of him, with a meaningful smile on his face.

Eddie Hearn frowned with a solemn expression.

I used to watch Link's boxing matches and found that his style of play was very gentle. He knocked his opponent out at most every time. There was no too bloody scene. The probability of injury in the game with him was very small.

Originally, everyone thought that Link was a flower raised in a greenhouse, and he couldn't adapt to the cruel scene.

But unexpectedly, once Link became fierce, he became very scary. He could punch his opponent to death with one punch after another. He didn't seem to be an easy guy to provoke.

“Eddie, Link used to play softly, but he didn't meet a strong opponent, and he didn't do his best. If you really think he can use it if he has a good temper, then you underestimate Link too much.”

Franco stood up and clapped his palms to cheer for Link.

Eddie Hearn frowned and stared at Link. He had to say that he was indeed wrong.

I have talked to Link a few times before and found that he is a humorous person with a sunny and cheerful smile on his face, and his tone of speech is also very easy-going. He never poses. Everyone thinks he has a kind personality and a weak temperament.

But he didn't expect that after being irritated, he would show such a ruthless side.

“This kind of Link is really scary, but when he gets angry, the rhythm of the game is also disrupted, and the offense is not as strict and orderly as before. I still think this style of play is the best way to deal with Link. If the strength is higher and the ability to fight is stronger, Link's style of play may not be able to knock him down.”

Eddie Hearn said.

Hoya thought for a while, and had to admit that Eddie Hearn made some sense.

If Holyfield and Tyson were younger and used illegal tactics against Link, it would not be easy for Link to defeat them.

In addition, Link is 186 cm tall, which is not bad below the light heavyweight level.

Going to the heavyweight field where the height is generally above 190, there is no advantage in height and arm length. If you want to win the game, I am afraid it will be more difficult.

Maybe you can learn from the tactics of the sports room promotion company and use this tragic style of play to deal with Link.

On the one hand, doing so can disrupt Link's rhythm of the game and not be taken away by him in the game.

On the other hand, with this style of play, the viewing will undoubtedly be higher, the topic will be higher, and the PPV revenue will also increase.

Hoya nodded secretly and decided to go back and find someone to study it.

“What are you two thinking? You don't think you can beat Link in this way, do you?”

Franco frowned and looked at the two of them. All three of them were in their 30s and 40s, relative to Luduwa, Tang Jin, Bob Arum and others.

He belongs to the younger generation in the field of boxing promotion, and he speaks casually. Unlike those old guys, he digs three pits in one sentence, and his heart is more than a fishing net.

“Can you, just try it.”

Eddie Hearn smiled.

Hoya is also ready to try, as for whether this fight will hurt the boxer?There is no need to worry about this kind of thing at all.

Boxing has been a very dangerous sport since its birth. In order to protect the life and safety of boxers, protective gear needs to be worn in the amateur stage.

In professional boxing, injuries and deaths are the most common things.

Originally, the boxing match was 15 rounds. In the 1982 WBA lightweight title defense, American boxing champion Ray Shimani VS challenger Korean boxing champion Kim Deok-jiu.

Due to his lack of strength, Jin Dejiu gritted his teeth and persisted until the 14th round. After that, he was killed in the game. Afterwards, his mother committed suicide due to excessive grief. The referee of the match on the spot also committed suicide due to self-blame. Ray Shimani retired early due to self-blame.

This game took away three lives, and the four major organizations had to re-formulate the rules of the game, from the original 15 rounds to 12 rounds, and when the rookie professional boxers played qualifying matches, it was also shortened to less than 10 rounds.

Also in boxing matches, the referee has greater authority. As long as he feels that the strength of the two sides is very different, he can stop the game in time.

Although the rules of boxing competitions are more humane, injuries in competitions are inevitable. People will bleed in almost every professional competition, and almost every champion's golden belt is exchanged for injuries.

This is also the charm of professional boxing compared to amateur boxing.

The least injured in the current boxing arena are Link and Floyd.

Because of his clean face and no wounds after each match, Floyd Mayweather was called 'Pretty Boy’.

Because of his rigorous defense, Link was rarely injured all over his body, and he was known as ‘The golden body", "Superman Link’ and so on.

But if all boxers in the boxing arena are ready to fight hard when they play against him, it will be difficult for him to keep his reputation without leaking his golden body.

“Wow, it turns out that watching a boxing match on the spot is so exciting.”

Under the boxing ring, seeing Link and Beirut go down to rest, Pan Weibai also became active, wiped his forehead, and unknowingly followed the rhythm of the game and sweated nervously.

“It's really different from what I saw on TV. Sweat, blood, and body collisions are too exciting.”

Lin Junjie took a breath and slowly relaxed her muscles.

When he saw Link beating him violently just now, he was infected by the atmosphere of the scene, and his whole body muscles became subconsciously tight. Now he suddenly relaxed, and his arm muscles were a little sore, as if he had just experienced a vigorous exercise. .

“Jie Lun, how do you feel?”

Weibai Pan shouted to Jerry Zhou from a few seats.

Jerry Zhou still drooped the corners of his mouth, looking cocky, holding his arms and nodding, “Not bad!”

“Link is so cool, so handsome and so tough, Link, I love you.”

Jerry Zhou was about to talk to Albert Pan, when he suddenly heard an excited shout from his side.

His face collapsed, and he couldn't help but look at his 18-year-old little girl Kunling. He found that the little girl was like a little fan at this time, blushing, staring closely at Link on the boxing ring, and kept saying that Link is great, Link is amazing, Link, I love you and so on.

Jerry Zhou curled the corner of his mouth, “Brother is also very good, brother played basketball with Kobe.”

“Yes, you are very good, and Link is also very good.”

Kunling stared at Link and said without looking back.

Jerry Zhou is a little upset. How can his girlfriend praise other men in person?I knew I would give the ticket to Wen San, and I didn't bring Kunling to watch the game on the spot.

In the seating area opposite Jerry, Fairy sister Chris Liu was also on the scene.

She was wearing a peaked cap, an ordinary T-shirt and jeans, showing only half of her delicate cheeks. At this time, she clenched her hands tightly into fists and put them on her chest. The beautiful Danfeng looked at the corner of the ring without blinking. Position.

Her position is not far from the referee's seat, the visual effect is better, and the scene on the boxing ring can be clearly seen.

She had never watched a professional boxing match on the spot before, and she didn't feel how intense the boxing match was across the TV screen, but today she saw Link playing a match on the spot and saw him hitting others in the boxing. Also hit by others.

Every time she saw Link hit a punch, she would be nervous and scared, her heart would not help but thump, and sometimes even breathing became difficult, as if she was being beaten, that feeling was too uncomfortable.

“Mom, is Link okay?”

“Don't worry, he is so good, how could something happen.”

Liu Li patted her on the shoulder and comforted.

“The corner of his mouth is injured.”

Chris Liu saw the doctor on stage holding a cotton swab to help Link treat the wound at the corner of his mouth, and also wiped the pink corners of his lips with his fingers, feeling a little painful.

“A little injury is nothing, his opponent's injury is serious.”

Liu Li comforted her and said.

“Feifei, don't worry, Link is fine, he is so good, no one can beat him.”

Someone next to him leaned over and said softly, with a soft voice and a smile.

Chris Liu nodded and said thank you Sister Bingbing, and the beautiful Danfeng looked at Link without blinking.

Dangdangdang!

The bell for the second round rang.

(End of this chapter)