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As predicted by coach Alexie, the opponent chose to play anti-counterattack as soon as he came up. However, for Andy, this animal is undoubtedly a personal sandbag. The strong and powerful offensive movements shown bring an artistic beauty to everyone.

It touched the nerves of all the American spectators who came to cheer Andy on the scene, and aroused excited shouts from the audience. This kind of exciting game is not comparable to other sports.

"time!"

Andy vaguely heard the coach's yelling. When the opponent was defending him and the referee stepped forward to separate, Andy seemed to be running out of time, and the first round was about to end in 20 seconds.

Seeing that the opponent was dripping with sweat and his arms trembling slightly, Andy couldn't help showing his teeth and smiling. This smile made even the referee on duty feel chills.

"Bang—bang—"

With the straight punch and the Russian swing, Andy's right fist was like a long-handled hammer, hitting the opponent's head with his arms again and again with the Russian swing.

Once, twice. . .

The speed of the big swing punch was totally against common sense, and the opponent couldn't make an effective counterattack at all. When he came to the third Russian big swing punch, Andy's fist directly blasted the opponent's arm, and hit the opponent's arm very hard. head on.

"boom!"

"Back! Back!"

And Andy, who was punching, was pushed away by the terrified referee on duty who was desperately hugging him. Looking at the opponent who was punched by him and lying on the side of the ring neatly, Andy spat out his mouthguard, Chewing quickly, he turned around and jumped onto the cable, doing his exclusive bodybuilding moves like crazy.

"what--"

"Andy! Ares!"

"Andy! Ares!"

Listening to the deafening cheers even if there were only a few hundred people shouting, Andy closed his eyes and raised his head, opened his arms, with a look of great enjoyment, which made the cheers even more crazy.

Watching Andy's boxing matches are always so violent, bloody, thrilling, and eye-catching, especially the moment when Andy knocks his opponent down with his last punch, it will always affect the nerves of countless audiences and attract The audience roared up to the sky.

The most excited and happy ones are undoubtedly the American journalists who followed,

Everyone excitedly pressed the shutter with trembling whole body, it was so worth it, who would have thought that this kind of trials could see Andy's violent and domineering side, and they were extremely looking forward to Andy's meeting with Afang, his opponent in the final of the Pan American Games search.

Although Alfonso was KO'd last time and was hospitalized, but this time he was able to participate in the trials, which meant that he was fine. Maybe this kind of opponent could hope to have a full round with Andy, right?

But something happened that no one expected. . .

"What? You're not joking?" Andy and the old coach looked at the American team leader who also shook his head dumbfounded.

"No kidding, in the same match, Alfonso Azia lost to his compatriot Akstadalt, RBI lost the game, and Akstadalt directly chose to abstain after the game, you automatically Advance, the only Olympic ticket for the 91kg class belongs to you."

"why?!"

Andy frowned and stared at the American team leader. He knew that the American boxing team's favorite thing to do was poach the corners of the Guba boxing team, and often caused some defections.

"It's really none of our business..." The team leader naturally saw the deep meaning in Andy's eyes, shook his head and smiled wryly.

"Andy." The old coach called Andy, gave him a look, told him not to mess around, frowned and pondered for a while, and said: "I understand, they gave up in order to preserve their strength. To compete with you, whether it is Both Alfonso and Acosta will be injured and may even be out for a long time, and they still have a ticket to the Olympics in Guatemala in April. Without you, they will have a 'fair' fight.. .”

"Damn, are they scared? A bunch of cowards..."

"Mr. Smith, the Ecuadorian boxer is still in a coma. He was diagnosed with a concussion and a dislocated jaw. He may have to recuperate for one to two months..."

The American team leader looked at Andy's furious cursing, the black line on his forehead, and said with a wry smile, and began to complain in his heart, Nima, when you encounter a change like yours, you know that you are being beaten, and you will only go on stage to act as a fool unless you are crazy. Sandbags let you play around!

"Okay, Andy, don't complain. Since people want to avoid you, you can't help it. You will meet them in the Olympics. I don't believe they will abstain by then. Huh! A bunch of cowards! Go Come on, go back to the hotel, get the admission ticket, and then you can leave, this shitty place is so hot!"

. . . . . .

Gustavia, the capital of San Bartos, is located in the French West Indies, one of the smallest islands in the Caribbean Sea, and is a free port.

Here's the prettiest island in the Caribbean, with its celebrity-studded and high prices. The small island with less than 8,000 people has beautiful mountains and rivers and a pleasant climate, exuding European elegance and American casualness.

There are all kinds of world-renowned shops, good European-style restaurants and an unrestrained environment. It is a fascinating place for many celebrities and rich people who like to keep a low profile.

After the Olympic trials in Tobago, the old coach Alexei chose to fly back to Los Angeles early the next morning. For the hot weather, as a Russian, it is undoubtedly fatal.

Andy directly chartered a private jet to San Bartos, a tourist destination in the Caribbean. Apart from waiting for Lima, who came to meet him from New York Fashion Week, the most important thing was to receive his super yacht.

The white sails in Gustavia Harbor are dotted with luxury small yachts. All kinds of exquisite shops and restaurants beside the port exude a lazy Caribbean atmosphere.

From street vendors in the shade of trees to elegant and dignified storefronts, everything is here. Rippling and galloping in the sea and mountains; everything is so casual, comfortable and elegant.

On the marina, some staff members and some tourists looked curiously at the surrounding area of ​​6 black SUV convoys. A group of about 20 bodyguards with grim faces scattered around. A young man in a tropical beach vest and shorts was sitting On a portable chair, wearing sunglasses, fishing with a fishing rod in his hand, he looked like he was 13.

"Boss, here we come!" Kenny lowered his head and said to Andy who was about to fall asleep.

Andy stuffed the fishing rod to Kenny, stood up, opened his arms, stretched his waist, and was supported by the sunglasses on top of his head. He stretched out his hand and built a pergola above his eyes to look at the coastline in the distance.

A superyacht with silver-gray light, like a sharp arrow, heading towards the port, and speeding across the sea appeared in his eyes.