In the semi-finals

Amid the audience's warm cheers like tsunamis, "Hokkaido Wolf" Yasuo Fukuda appeared in a crowded manner, frequently waving to the audience in his country, and once again reaping thunderous applause and screams from women.

Yasuo Fukuda is 1.71 meters tall. His muscles on his strong body are clearly contoured, especially his neck is particularly thick, showing his strong ability to resist strikes.

There is a saying in the American professional boxing world;

If you see your opponent's chest and arms bulging like bread, then don't hesitate and just jump onto the stage and beat him hard.

If you see your opponent's neck is thick and your thighs are strong, then you have to be careful.

It is not difficult to understand this sentence;

The overly developed arm and chest muscles will inevitably affect the speed of punching, and the explosive power of ko is greatly weakened.

The heavy punches driven by strong thighs are full of explosive power. The thick, short and strong neck is a sign of super strong ability to resist hits, which is very obvious in the physique of the heavyweight boxing champion "Beast" Tyson.

Lu Hang stood quietly on the side of the octagonal cage, staring at his opponent coldly, and did not underestimate Yasuo Fukuda because of his surge in strength.

This is a master who originally practiced judo. He once finished fourth in the World Championships. Later, he transferred to the World Free Fighting Elite Competition and achieved many good results, and finally won the world championship title in 1986.

This time

Yasuo Fukuda wore his robe and participated in the competition. It is said that Mitsui Hachiro Etien Takakura offered a high salary of more than one million US dollars, and the competition bonus was calculated separately.

Yamada Ichiro didn't get the exact information, and it didn't matter. What's important is that I want to koji Fukuda Yasuo today.

Since entering the 32-11 single-loop knockout round, Lu Han has changed his previous practice of quickly koing his opponents, and often fights for three to four rounds before knocking down his opponents.

This is because he found that actual competitions can greatly improve skills, so he hides his weaknesses.

The referee on the scene called the two together and briefly announced the rules of the game and the prohibited attacks. Yasuo Fukuda stared at Lu Hang with great fighting spirit and shouted wildly;

"I know you, Chinese, have hit the small pond in Southeast Asia, and may feel that you are really strong. I will use my fists to smash all your confidence and make you doubt your life. This is my home court. Listen to the audience's cheers like thunder. They are all for me. Kneel down and tremble in front of me! Chinese, I am the big rb samurai who will never be able to defeat."

"Let's see, I'll beat you up for ten rounds."

"Hehe... Chinese people, it won't take ten rounds, I can beat you up in one round and climb all over the floor."

"Then let's wait and see."

Lu Hang didn't want to have a quarrel with him, but just stared at him coldly and changed the plan of his opponent in three to four rounds.

He was going to beat this arrogant bastard for ten rounds, so that he would leave a psychological shadow when he saw the boxing ring in the future, and would tremble when he heard the words Lu Hang.

With a "clang" sound, the competition officially began.

In just over twenty seconds, Yasuo Fukuda felt the power of long-range cannon firing.

Lu Hang's fists were heavy, fierce and accurate, especially the punches were particularly tricky. He was hit hard by the opponent for more than twenty punches, but he did not have any effective blows in the battle and was at a complete disadvantage.

In particular, Lu Airlines has very flexible steps. One step backwards, Yasuo Fukuda has to take two steps to catch up, and the other step is in front of him in a blink of an eye. He always maintains the distance between medium and long-range shooting.

Yasuo Fukuda was particularly uncomfortable when he hit this. It was difficult to invade the opponent at close range, so he naturally couldn't use the wrestling skills he was good at.

One and a half minutes later

Lu Hang's raindrop combination punches were tricky and powerful, and Yasuo Fukuda was completely knocked out. The audience fell into speechless silence. Seeing the idol in his mind being beaten up, he felt like his scalp was numb.

"Fukuta-kun, don't be led by the nose, use the side whip legs to disrupt his rhythm."

The coach on the off-court saw clearly and shouted desperately with his throat.

Yasuo Fukuda immediately used the side whip legs when he attacked again. Unexpectedly, Lu Hang also used the side whip legs and kicked him hard on the support legs, causing Yasuo Fukuda to fall a big butt.

At this time, Luhang's reaction speed of up to four times the average person played a key role. Once it was discovered that the opponent's center of gravity was adjusted, it immediately adopted the corresponding strategy to launch a continuous blow.

You can see below that Yasuo Fukuda was swept continuously and fell down as a butt pierce, which caused the audience to breathe in and out.

This is so embarrassing. All the face is lost, so it is better to be beaten by a fist!

Off the field

Mitsui Hachiro Etien Takakura, who has always been as handsome as a jade, had his face turned green when sitting in the VIP seat. Yamamoto Masato, not far away, applauded and cheered happily, as if he was a member of the Hong Kong cheering group.

Mitsui Hachiro Takakura, who was born in a chaebol, was as comfortable as he ate popsicles in his 36,000 pores in his body.

As for the strange gazes of the RB audience, Yamamoto completely ignored them.

A group of untouchables, know how to fight freely!

Look at how wonderful Lu Sang's fight was, how well he controlled the medium and long distance control was perfect, and he kept firing firecrackers to attack his opponents from a long distance. He did a great job.

In Yamamoto's opinion, each punch hit Mitsui Hachiro Budoue Takakura's face. As a child of the chaebol family who has always paid the most attention to face, this is a big hit.

OK, great!

The ringtone of the end of the first round of "Dangdang" rang, and Yasuo Fukuda returned to the corner of the rope panting and sat down, feeling that he could finally take a breath under heavy pressure.

The original rampantness has long disappeared, leaving only a series of them???

Where did such a strong guy pop up?

How can a fight boxing be so accurate?

Why is the prediction ability so strong? You can tell it by using the side legs. It's just a terrible thing.

Are young boxers so terrifying now?

Is it really time for me to retire?

His forehead was already a little swollen on his left side, and his assistants were busy fanning him, compressing his forehead with ice, sending him drinking water, and applying thicker oil to his forehead.

The coach off-court coach gave a quick tone; "The opponent is not without flaws. We must put more pressure on him. This requires you to decisively enter the inner circle, fight with the opponent in close combat, and constantly put pressure on the opponent through your fists."

Yasuo Fukuda was so angry that his mouth was crooked. As an experienced veteran, don’t he know such a simple truth?

I want to be able to call in?

"Shut up, idiot! This Chinese man has very flexible steps. Once I try to cut into the inner circle, he will be intercepted continuously by punching punches. Moreover, his steps retreat very quickly. When he approaches the edge of the cage, he will slide sideways and pull away. It is slippery like a rabbit. I can't catch up with you. What can you tell me if there is any way?"

"Well……"

The coach off the court was speechless;

Now I tell you that the pace is more flexible than the other party. Is it a little late?

After eight rounds

Yasuo Fukuda on the field was already shaking, his forehead and cheeks were all swollen, completely unrecognizable, and the bloody mouth of the eyebrows that was opened could not be covered with any amount of lubricating oil.

Lu Hang changed his strategy and stopped beating his face, but frequently used his side legs and middle whip legs. The kicks made him bruised and swollen, but he left most of his strength and kept him from being kosher.

At this point, even the audience could see it.

Lu Hang really wants to beat him up for ten rounds. Yasuo Fukuda is paying the price for his humble mouth, which is so miserable.

There were constant "crackling" thrusts on the field, and you could clearly hear them even when you sat in the back row, which made your scalp numb.

But Lu Hang didn't need much power, and kept attacking like a cat and a mouse, deliberately allowing Yasuo Fukuda to enter the middle distance, forming a situation of going back and forth.

Even the fool could see that Yasuo Fukuda could not hit his opponent at all, and his fists would often pass through the cheeks, or he would be exhausted a few centimeters from his head, so he could not cause any damage.

Although the boxer was beaten very hard, the referee had no right to terminate the game when he was awake.

Off the field

Sammo Hung said to Anita Mui with a laugh and cry, "My Gu, you brother Qi is really a cruel person. I see that after this battle, Yasuo Fukuda may have a permanent shadow in his heart, and maybe he will wash his hands."

"Hmph, I deserve it. Who told him to owe him so much?"

"This little RB was beaten so badly, and she probably won't be able to maintain such a heavy bruise in two months. She won't be ashamed to see people when she goes out. It's better to punch ko!"

"Then... Brother Jinbao, I have always been helping my relatives and not helping me. This RB man named Yasuo Fukuda was the first to speak rudely. My brother Qi has a good temper and didn't even scold him on the spot."

Sammo Hung couldn't help laughing out loud after hearing this and said to Chen Huimin, who was sitting next to him, "Brother Min is also sitting here, show me, this is much better than scolding him on the spot."

"Well, this beating is really relieved! I am so happy with the tiger. The wolf of Hokkaido will be torn to pieces by the tiger this time. It's so great to be avenged for our people in the martial arts world."

"Hahaha...I think so too."

The ending ringtone of the eighth round of "Dangdang" rang, and Yasuo Fukuda walked back to the corner of the rope like an amnesty. When his legs were weak in the middle, he knelt on the ground, which immediately caused a burst of laughter and cheers.

The audience turned from fans to blacklist so quickly, and they had completely abandoned the idol Yasuo Fukuda.

Nothing else, this game is so terrible.

Whoever sees her idol being beaten up will still feel beautiful!

The audience was filled with cold booing. Mitsui Hachiro Erito Takakura no longer cared about his superficial reserve. He stood up and walked outside, and the follower hurriedly left.

This game may become a knot that Mitsui Hachiro Erikawa Takakura is indespite.

As the direct successor of the Mitsui family, the name Mitsui Hachiro Tomoe Takakura means glory, shoulders the traditional family mission, and cannot embarrass the chaebol family.

Not to mention the surname Mitsui, Hachiro or Babu, Bingwei and Gao, the famous words represent the leading figures who created the glory of the Mitsui family, and each one is worthy of a special book.

Among the names such as Mitsui Hachiro Ei Takakura, only the last word "Kura", is its own name. This is the tradition of the children of Mitsui's direct descendants.

In order to maintain the glory of the family, Mitsui Hachiro Etien Takakura must do something, otherwise it will be difficult to explain.
Chapter completed!