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Yan Aiqing moved her hands and said curiously: "Do you know who I am?"

Zhang Rilong shook his head, "I don't know."

"You're a boxer and you don't even know my name?" Yan Aiqing thought this was unreasonable. She should be famous.

Zhang Rilong said: "In addition to studying, I exercise. I don't participate in other things, and I don't listen to boring rumors."

Yan Aiqing felt that this kid had some talent, so he punched his fists in front of him, "Okay, then I will let you remember my name today, Yan Aiqing!"

Seeing that the two people were chatting, the referee shouted: "Get ready! Wear your mouthguard!"

Yan Aiqing walked back to the corner and put on the mouthguard from the hot water bucket.

Zhang Rilong walked over curiously, took a look inside and said, "I didn't bring this. Do you have any extra? Lend me one, or you can pay me."

Yan Aiqing didn't expect Zhang Rilong to be so shameless, but he quickly said: "Okay, I'll give you one, give him one."

Soon a man took out a transparent mouthguard from his backpack, and it was wrapped in plastic and handed it to Zhang Rilong.

Zhang Rilong asked curiously: "Should I just stuff it into my mouth?"

Yan Aiqing's assistant said: "I need to boil it with hot water. You didn't bring a hot water bucket?"

"You still need to bring a bucket?" Zhang Rilong was confused.

The assistant explained: "The mouthguard will soften after being submerged in hot water for half a minute. At this time, put it in your mouth and bite it lightly with your own teeth to make a mark on the mouthguard. It will take ten seconds to take it out and it will take shape. There is no mouthguard.

If you do, it will be very dangerous if you are hit in the head, and you cannot start the game without wearing a mouthguard. This is a mandatory and necessary measure."

Zhang Rilong tore open his fist with his mouth, unpacked the mouthguard with one hand, and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Uh-huh!"

He gestured for a start, then retreated to the opposite side of Yan Aiqing.

The referee was waiting for Zhang Rilong. When he saw that Zhang Rilong and Yan Aiqing were ready, he said: "Start!"

The two's game quickly attracted the attention of the rest of the people nearby.

Soon a boy shouted: "Stay away, Yan Aiqing's fists are very hard!"

The referee quickly shouted to the boy: "Don't shout at the players!"

Zhang Rilong stood here for the first time and was a little confused about what to do.

At this time, Yan Aiqing walked towards Zhang Rilong and stared at Zhang Rilong fiercely.

stop!

Yan Aiqing punched Zhang Rilong in the head.

Zhang Rilong saw the opponent's fist, so he turned his head, then took a step back to avoid the opponent's test.

Although I don’t know exactly how to do it, I still want to exercise.

Zhang Rilong walked slowly around Yan Aiqing, his eyes paying attention to the other person's overall movements.

Yan Aiqing retracted his fist and began to re-examine his actions after seeing that this obviously novice man was able to dodge his punch.

"Can he dodge the first punch?!"

"It's just luck, has any of you seen this person before?"

"I've never seen it, and I've never heard of it."

"He doesn't look nervous at all. I can't help but be nervous when I go on stage, and my energy is exhausted very quickly."

"Don't think about it, Yan Aiqing will definitely win."

"I'm also optimistic about Yan Aiqing. He started boxing when he was three years old. His sparring coaches are all provincial and national champion coaches."

"You don't need to look at anything else. Just by looking at the physique, you can tell that they are not on the same level! Yan Aiqing's body is taller than that person's and his muscles are also obvious!"

Zhang Rilong had already walked around Yan Aiqing. When he was about to walk around again, Yan Aiqing's fist slammed into his chest.

Zhang Rilong saw the opponent's movements and dodged backwards, easily dodging the opponent's movements.

It doesn't seem to work just by walking, the reaction is too slow.

Zhang Rilong realized this, so he imitated Yan Aiqing's example, using both feet at the same time, ready to move and attack at any time.

Yan Aiqing approached fiercely and kicked Zhang Rilong on the shoulder.

Zhang Rilong quickly dodged and his body soon touched the elastic rope behind him.

At this moment, Zhang Rilong suddenly recalled a move that used the rope behind him to provide power and then counterattack.

But before he could use it, he saw the fierce-looking young man in front of him punching him.

Zhang Rilong quickly leaned over and jumped to the side, touched his hands on the ground, stood up again, and then walked quickly.

After Yan Aiqing ran to the corner, Zhang Rilong, who successfully evaded, gained a wide space to dodge.

The two sides looked at each other again. After consecutive successful dodges, some things could no longer be attributed to luck.

"Damn! That's awesome!"

"Shut up! Get out if you keep talking nonsense!" Yan Aiqing's assistant yelled at those who made sarcastic remarks.

The audience also knew that talking nonsense at this time was against the rules. The teenagers quickly focused on watching the game and pretended that the other party was not talking to them.

Zhang Rilong looked at Yan Aiqing's footsteps. He had also watched the boxing match, but it was always just a cut scene on TV and he had never really gone to see it.

Soon Yan Aiqing launched another fierce attack.

Zhang Rilong could feel the pattern of the opponent's footsteps, and he could also feel that the opponent was very professional in this way, but his body could easily react, and since he always dodged successfully, he did not deliberately imitate the opponent's movements.

Yan Aiqing's fist hit the air again and again.

His kicks could not even touch Zhang Rilong's shoulders and body, and every time he hit the ball in the air, he looked like a clown.

The anger in Yan Aiqing's heart was reflected on Yan Aiqing's face. His movements became more and more fierce, and every large-scale attack depleted his body's physical strength.

winter!

It’s break time!

The referee separated the two, mainly because he hugged Yan Aiqing like a mad dog.

Zhang Rilong looked at Yan Aiqing, who had assistants, school teachers and classmates who cared about her. He even had hot water to drink.

Back in the corner alone, Zhang Rilong clasped his hands in front of him, feeling that he really should change schools.

A rubbish school without the most basic humanistic care.

The rest time passed quickly, and Zhang Rilong only wore a mouth guard, so he didn't take it off to talk.

After the referee checked the gloves of both parties, he quietly stepped aside.

start!

"Ah!" Yan Aiqing raised his fist and hit Zhang Rilong violently.

Zhang Rilong dodged sideways, and soon found that the opponent was also chasing after him with another punch.

Dodge again!

Zhang Rilong can see the opponent's movements and even feel the opponent's next attack position. At the same time, he has enough physical strength to dodge.

No matter how fast Yan Aiqing's fists were or how long they lasted, Zhang Rilong could always hide away from the opponent's fists and soles of his feet.

Boxing is a sport that consumes physical energy very quickly, and it’s time to rest soon.

This time the referee tried his best to hug Yan Aiqing, and even Yan Aiqing's assistant jumped up and grabbed Yan Aiqing to stop this young man who was like a mad dog.

The rules of professional boxing are that both players use 8~10OZ gloves (agreed by both parties before the game) and compete in a 3-minute round. A professional boxing match lasts for 6-12 rounds.

This game lasts for five rounds, and every time you hit the opponent in each round, you get one point. That is to say, in the current two rounds, both sides have zero points.

Yan Aiqing, who was like a mad dog, was pulled back to the rest area, sitting on a stool and breathing hard.

Zhang Rilong was indifferent and began to prepare for warm-up exercises after feeling that his body was slightly warm.

Taking advantage of the rest time, Zhang Rilong put his hands behind his waist and did squats on the spot.

one~

Two~

Three~

four~

After more than sixty squats, the rest period ends.

Zhang Rilong shook his legs and walked towards the field.

The referee looked at Zhang Rilong and asked, "Can you still do it?"

Zhang Rilong looked at the referee with a puzzled look.

"Start!" The referee said nothing nonsense.

Yan Aiqing did not attack rashly this time. After seeing Zhang Rilong looking at him, his strong calf kicked Zhang Rilong's leg violently.

Zhang Rilong didn't care and took a step back to dodge.

Yan Aiqing quickly approached and hit Zhang Rilong's head with two fists.

Zhang Rilong kept dodging, as if he was training.

I have always been climbing mountains, running, and stairs alone. Boxing exercises like this consume much more energy than running.

But it's still slower than climbing stairs.

"Ahhhhh!"

Even though she was biting her mouth guard, Yan Aiqing made a violent sound.

Everyone except Zhang Rilong could feel Yan Aiqing's anger and despair at this time.

It's not that Zhang Rilong couldn't feel it, he just didn't feel it. Seeing the weak person angry and helpless in front of him, Zhang Rilong felt particularly happy!

You work hard to earn achievements just for the pleasure of being superior to others and safely toying with your opponents from body to strength!

"Look at me! I am truly awesome!" Zhang Rilong even wanted to shout out happily, but unfortunately he couldn't make the sound while wearing a mouthguard, otherwise he would have to tell everyone how awesome he is now!

winter!

Another round without any blocking or scoring.

This time, Yan Aiqing returned to the rest area out of breath after the time was up. He was exhausted and uncomfortable.

Zhang Rilong had no place to sit, so he looked at the young man opposite who sat down and stared at him fiercely, and responded with a smile.

After responding with a smile, Zhang Rilong remembered the boxer's attacks just now.

This kind of boxing seems to consume a lot of energy?

It's really interesting.

When Yan Aiqing sat down, he found that the boy opposite was punching the air, as if he was imitating what he had just done, and kept attacking the air in front of him.

Everyone except Zhang Rilong can see the shadow of another person in the boxing boy, including of course Yan Aiqing himself.

"Ahhhhh!" Yan Aiqing, who had been humiliated, jumped up violently and kicked Zhang Rilong.

Zhang Rilong quickly punched the opponent's leg, and then the boy flew into the crowd next to him.

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