Across America, Starting with the Boxing Champion

Chapter 24 Knocking out a strong man

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 Wearethechampions

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 Notimeforlosers

 Before the match started, the organizers invited five local Miami bands to perform on the stage to warm up the boxing match.

More than 10,000 spectators sang along and the atmosphere was very lively.

 After the last band finished singing "Weare the Champions", the competition began.

 The finals competition is divided into two categories. The first category is the qualifying competition, where the top twenty boxers of each level are present. Everyone competes with each other to see who has the highest ranking.

 The qualifying arrangement is relatively simple. There are four divisions in the east, west, south and north. The first place in each division VS the second place in other divisions.

  If the first places in the four divisions all defeat the second places in other divisions, the four first places will play against each other again.

If the first place loses, the ranking of the entire division will drop one place.

 The remaining third, fourth, and fifth places will be drawn by lots.

Link's opponent in the first round was Mario Morales, a boxer from the Western Division and Los Angeles area. Although he has the same name as Mario, his appearance, body shape, and temperament are different.

This Mario is a black man with dreadlocks and a very strong build. His chest and arm muscles are particularly large, and his waist is also very thick.

He is the second place in the Western Division of this Golden Gloves, the fourth place in the National Amateur Championship last year, and the third place in the boxing event of the Pan American Games. He is 24 years old this year, weighs 77.8 kg, is 180 cm tall, and has an amateur record of 27 wins and 8 losses in 35 fights. .

Mario Morales is a power boxer with powerful fists, a strong body and excellent resistance to blows.

Relying on these two points, he stormed through the championship and reached the conference finals.

 His shortcomings are short arms, inflexible movements, and slightly rough technique.

 It’s not difficult to defeat him. What’s difficult is how to knock out a stocky, strong man wearing cotton gloves?

"Hey, boy, I heard that you want to KO all of us? It's really ridiculous. I'm also good at KO. Let's see today, who can KO who first?"

Morales clenched his fists and punched his strong chest muscles hard, his chest pounding.

 Too strong!

Link has a headache, but the **** has been blown, and now he can only do his best.

 After the game started, he used his jab to hit his opponent's head quickly and continuously by virtue of his speed which was much faster than his opponent's.

In the first round, he punched 75 times, hitting his opponent's head 11 times, three straight punches, six jabs, and two swing punches.

 What surprised him was that Mario Morales had taken so many blows and by the end of the first round, he was still standing firmly on the ring, like an iron tower.

In the second round, he and Morales gave up their defense and attacked each other. The fight was very fierce, and the cheers and cheers of the audience never stopped.

In the third round, he continued to attack Morales' head, punching 45 times and hitting 6 times. Among them, two heavy punches hit Morales' forehead continuously. Morales was shaken. After a few times, he grabbed the rope and didn't fall down.

In the fourth round, Link punched 42 times in a row, hitting Morales' head 5 times. Finally, in the fifth time, he knocked the opponent to the ground with a straight punch.

 But Morales quickly stood up again, slapped his head and roared at him, and began to fight back violently.

Link wiped the sweat from his chest muscles with his fist gloves and sighed. Can he really knock out such a muscular man with his fist gloves? I would really give myself a hard time.

　　Although he was helpless, the audience enjoyed watching it. It was so enjoyable to see two muscular men on the stage, fighting fiercely, punching to the flesh, and dripping with sweat.

 When they fight, every time they hit each other with a punch, the audience will shout loudly, wow! mygod! The screams were earth-shattering, louder than when the Heat won the championship at home.

“Link is too exhausted from fighting like this. There is another game in the afternoon, how can he hold on?”

West said worriedly.

"Don't worry, West. Link is a great boxer. How can a great boxer lose?"

Mario leaned on his chair, chewing gum in his mouth, and watched the game on the stage with a smile.

Although he and Link are from the same boxing gym, he really, really wants to see Link lose now.

 When Link loses the game, he will have the opportunity to say to his face that what he said before was all bragging, and Link can no longer look at him with that hateful look in the future.

"I also think Link will not lose. If he dares to fight like this, he must have some plan."

Reggie stared at the boxing ring, his eyes full of admiration and excitement.

Mario rolled his eyes and muttered something about being an idiot.

 “Link! Champion!”

 In the audience, James and his neighbors shouted loudly.

 “Link, we must win!”

Link’s boxing fans are also cheering him on.

“Is he really going to win the championship trophy by KOing all his opponents?”

In the audience, promoters such as Franco Duva and Greg Cohen looked at Link, who was aggressively attacking on the stage, with admiration and doubt in their eyes.

If Link can really achieve this goal, it means that with his ability, he can not only win the championship trophy, but also win the trophy in an extremely difficult way. It also means that his strength is much higher than others at the same level. cut.

 If this is the case, the evaluation of him within the promotion company will be raised to another level, and the conditions for him will be more generous. But first he has to complete this challenge that no one has yet been able to complete.

　　Bang!

On the boxing ring, in the fifth round, Link once again used a right punch to knock down his opponent Mario Morales to the ground.

 “Asshole, you **** me off.”

Mario Morales jumped up, his eyes red, and punched him hard like a crazy American bison.

Morales’s fists are very heavy, heavier than heavyweight Mario, at least over 900 pounds. Link had received several punches before. Although he was protected by protective gear, he still felt uncomfortable when he was hit.

Seeing that Morales had lost his mind, Link didn't want to confront him head-on. He used his super-fast reaction ability, shortened his body, tilted his head, and leaned back. He avoided Morales many times in a series of clever and dangerous ways. Lares' offense.

 “Wow, Wonderful!”

　　“It’s incredible, he avoided them all.”

 “Is he the Flash?”

The audience stared wide-eyed, watching him use the flash technique like the Flash to avoid Morales' fists time and time again. They couldn't help but exclaim loudly and applaud his wonderful performance.

 “It’s so exciting, it’s such a great game.”

 “Link, you are the best boxer.”

 “Fuck Roy Jones Jr., I’ll be Link’s biggest boxing fan from now on.”

 Link’s boxing fans were shouting and jumping up and down with excitement. Several female boxing fans were so excited that they even took off their T-shirts and stood on their seats waving vigorously.

 “I’m going to kill you, Link!”

Morales roared, but it was useless. He was a power boxer, not a speed boxer. In Link's eyes, although his fists were powerful, they were very slow and clumsy. Compared with the fish at the bottom of the sea, they were far behind. It's not hard to hide at all.

Link lowered his head again to avoid Morales' heavy punch, and made a well-known backhand throw punch, hitting Morales on the bridge of his nose.

Morales screamed in pain, fell to the ground on his back, and a stream of blood spurted out of his nose.

　　Boom!

 The audience shouted excitedly again.

 “Link!!”

 “You are the champion!”

Morales lay on the ground for more than three seconds, stood up unsteadily from the ground, roared and rushed towards Link, as if he wanted to kill him.

　　Bang!

Link threw another cold punch, hitting Morales **** the bridge of the nose.

Morales was knocked down again, with nosebleeds pouring from his nose to his chest. He looked miserable.

The referee came up and asked him if he wanted to continue the game. Morales said angrily, but his coach threw out a white towel and asked to stop the game. He saw clearly from the outside that Morales was not Link's at all. opponent.

Whether it is speed, technique, mentality, or the punches that he is proud of, they are all inferior to Link.

 Being completely crushed by Link, continuing to fight is useless. It is better to end the game early and save your energy for ranked matches.

 “The winner of this contest is Link Baker!”

Link's fist was raised by the referee again.

 "Link! Link! Champion!"

Ten thousand Miami spectators in the auditorium shouted loudly, clapped and cheered. The scene was very spectacular and enthusiastic.

Link held up the red glove and swung it hard. Although it was a TKO (technical knockout), it was still a KO.

 “He did it! He did it!”

 Franco Duva looked at Link on the ring and patted the guardrail excitedly.

He and Link had a hearty chat on the train two days ago. Link said that he wanted to unify the gold belts of the four major organizations in five levels, and that he wanted to change the current boxing world and cause great changes in the North American boxing world.

  Ordinary people will definitely think of him as a lunatic when they hear this.

 But if this person is extremely powerful, then he must be treated with caution.

Today Link said he would win the game by KOing his opponent, and now he did it.

 He is not only a very ambitious person, but also a person who has the ability to realize his ambition. This kind of person is very rare.

Franco Duva glanced at the competitors not far away, took out his mobile phone and called the person he didn't want to disturb, his father, Mr. Lou Duva.

 Old Duva is the founder of the Main Event Company and the actual controller of the company.

  As it relates to the US$100 million transaction and the future development of the company, he had to bother Old Dewar and ask for his consent.

 (End of this chapter)