Chapter 600 Give three punches first, then counterattack
After hearing what Yan Bin said, everyone realized that he was not here to cause trouble, but soon they had new doubts.
Who dares to fight Yan Bin? He is a gold medal coach! Could it be the young man who came with him?
The man known as "Lao Wu" is named Wu Xiong. He is also a gold medal coach. He was once a professional boxer and has now retired. However, his aura is not as dazzling as Yan Bin. Although he has participated in international competitions, he has not been able to win.
Win a significant championship.
Wu Xiong glanced at Ye Xingyu, and it was not difficult to guess that this was the "friend" in Yan Bin's mouth, but he frowned and asked Yan Bin angrily: "Why don't you go to your judo gym and have to run away?"
Come to borrow a venue from me?"
Yan Bin replied with a smile: "My friend is a boxer. He has never played judo, so he has no choice but to come to your place."
He said this, on the one hand, to explain to Wu Xiong, and on the other hand, to show Ye Xingyu that he would compete with Ye Xingyu in full accordance with the rules of boxing.
You must know that although judo and boxing are both confrontational sports, they are two completely different events. Not only are the rules different, but the clothing and competition venues are also obviously different.
The area of the judo arena is much larger, with no obstructions around it, while the boxing ring has four uprights and three ropes, completely separating the onstage and offstage.
Whether it is a formal competition or daily training, it is best to use a special venue. If you go to a judo gym to box, it will look nondescript and may even affect the outcome.
Therefore, it is reasonable and reasonable for Yan Bin to bring people to the boxing club, and there is nothing wrong with him at all.
But Wu Xiong was half-convinced, thinking that Yan Bin was probably a drunkard who didn't care about drinking. He used the stage to compete to see if he was fake, but to show off his power in public to show that he was real.
However, now that Yan Bin had made his intention clear, even if Wu Xiong had doubts, he was too embarrassed to refuse in person, so he could only arrange for him to have the boxer girl and the rookie boy stop immediately and step down to give way.
The rookie man who was beaten to a bruised and swollen face was so moved that he almost cried. He crawled on the ground and slipped out of the ring. Without the shame to say a word, he hurriedly left the scene of the death.
It is very likely that from now on, this will become an indelible shadow in his mind, and he will never dare to go on stage to box with a woman again.
Of course, no one will pay attention to a loser. Everyone is looking forward to the next game. After all, the gold medal coach will play in person, which is very interesting to watch.
With the venue in hand, Yan Bin asked Wu Xiong for gloves and protective gear.
Of course, only one set of protective gear is needed, and it is for Ye Xingyu. Yan Bin does not plan to use it himself.
But Ye Xingyu waved his hand: "No need to bother, just have fun."
After he finished speaking, he took off his coat and threw it on the bench for rest. He didn't even need the gloves. He climbed over the ropes gracefully and entered the boxing ring first.
Yan Bin had just started to tie the wristbands, but he saw Ye Xingyu standing on the stage. He didn't think it was troublesome, so he threw away the wristbands and followed him into the ring.
Everyone here is wearing sportswear, even Yan Bin and Xuan Rumeng are no exception. Only Ye Xingyu standing on the stage looks different.
Wearing a white shirt, black trousers, and a pair of European-style leather shoes, he didn't look like he was here for boxing, and was incompatible with the surrounding environment.
The two people on stage stand diagonally on each side. There is no referee, and everyone just needs to abide by the rules. If one party is knocked down or voluntarily admits defeat, the game is over.
No one spoke anymore, and the students who were still fighting and training stopped one after another, and all of them turned their attention to the boxing ring where Ye Xingyu and Yan Bin were.
Judging from the body shapes of the two people on the stage, the contrast between their strengths and weaknesses is very obvious. They are not the same weight at all.
In the south, the average height of men is at most 1.7 meters, and Ye Xingyu is at least 1.8 meters tall. He can be considered tall and burly, but when compared with Yan Bin, he is far behind.
Yan Bin's height is probably more than two meters, at least half a head taller than Ye Xingyu. In addition, with broad shoulders, a thick back, a round waist and thick arms, he is as strong as a big buffalo. Just by looking at his momentum, he can overwhelm Ye Xingyu.
Press down.
Under normal circumstances, Yan Bin doesn't even need to take action. He only needs to stand in front of his opponent to scare them into fear.
Of course, Ye Xingyu didn't take Yan Bin seriously. He stood there casually, with his hands hanging on his sides and facing his opponent, with no intention of starting a fight.
Yan Bin, on the other hand, put on a standard boxing stance, standing sideways, with his knees slightly bent, raising his fists over his shoulders, one after another, staring at his opponent with both eyes, and his expression was very fierce.
"Are you ready?" Yan Bin asked in a deep voice.
"Come on!" Ye Xingyu responded readily.
Yan Bin immediately moved, slowly stepped forward with small steps, and pressed directly towards his opponent.
He didn't care if Ye Xingyu was deliberately showing off, he had already made up his mind to attack with all his strength and never give in. It would be best to punch his opponent and make him lie down directly.
Many people don't know that although Yan Bin is famous for judo, he is actually also very good at boxing. Even if he is not at the national level, he can at least compete in municipal or provincial competitions and get good rankings.
Therefore, Yan Bin's boxing stance was very standard and standard. Even Wu Xiong, who was watching coldly, nodded secretly, feeling impeccable.
Soon, Yan Bin approached his opponent and quickly punched Ye Xingyu in the head.
Ye Xingyu didn't move, he just tilted his head and his huge fist passed by without even touching a hair.
Yan Bin didn't expect his opponent's reaction to be so quick. He was stunned for a moment, then immediately followed up with two more punches, one swing and one hook, both aimed at the head.
Ye Xingyu's response was still timely and simple. He lowered his head first, then raised his head, and Yan Bin's swinging fist and uppercut missed again.
These three dodges were all just right, without any unnecessary movements, just enough for Yan Bin to hit the empty space and his punches failed.
Most of the spectators were dumbfounded, and then became impressed. Many people couldn't help but start applauding and cheering.
Only then did people realize that the fair-skinned young man on the stage was not a fuel-efficient lamp, but had real abilities.
Wu Xiong, in particular, frowned and his eyes became extremely solemn. He thought that even if he was on stage, he would not be able to avoid it so easily.
Moreover, he also noticed that Ye Xingyu's face was very calm, not at all nervous, as if what was hit was not a fist but a ball of cotton.
With this kind of psychological quality, Wu Xiong already knew that this person was not simple, and Yan Bin might be in trouble.
Sure enough, after three punches, when Yan Bin took action for the fourth time, Ye Xingyu began to fight back. While avoiding the attack, he swung a punch quickly and accurately, hitting Yan Bin's cheek solidly.
Although he didn't use much strength, he beat Yan Bin so hard that he was left frothing at the mouth, his head was dizzy, his eyes were filled with stars, his ears were ringing, and he couldn't tell the difference between east, west, east and west. After turning around half a circle, he fell to the ground.