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In the boxing ring.
Li Da 'an was almost drowned out by the screams of the audience.
This momentum was too f * cking scary. It was like a wave that covered the sky and earth.
All kinds of screams and cheers were like slaps, causing Li Da 'an's face to hurt!
He had just wanted to play a little trick to suppress the old man's aura first. He did not expect that the little wave he had just stirred up would have already been washed into the sea.
Just as he was about to do something to regain some of his momentum…
Yan Weimin suddenly raised his right hand slowly and imitated the posture he had just done. He hammered his chest and then glanced at him indifferently.
With just this gaze, Li Da 'an felt as if he was being stared at by an ancient ferocious beast.
His legs were a little weak, and he regretted provoking Yan Weimin.
One had to know that the momentum of the two sides at the beginning of the competition was also very important. Whoever suppressed the other party in terms of momentum would be able to take the initiative, but now Li Da 'an was clearly slightly inferior.
At this moment, the referee quickly walked onto the stage." Each round will have three rounds. Each round will last for five minutes. There will be a one-minute break between the two boxers 'rounds. You are not allowed to hit any part of the contestant's body after the ear! And below the waist and abdomen!"
After announcing the rules and precautions for the contestants, the referee said,"Both sides check their protective gear. If there are no problems, nod.”
The two of them nodded after checking.
Ding…
" The first round begins!"
After ringing the bell, the referee immediately walked to the corner of the arena to watch the battle.
After the referee's torment, Li Da 'an felt like he had returned to the professional boxing ring and found that familiar feeling.
Although this old man had a strong aura, he was not a professional boxer. So what if he was muscular and big? He was a professional boxer!
Today, he wanted to make him understand that the reason why pro players were called pro players wasn't just because of strength.
After cheering himself on, Li Da 'an quickly adjusted his mentality.
His eyes also regained some of the fierceness and fierceness from the beginning.
Li Da 'an believed in preemptive strikes. He used a fierce offensive to knock down his opponent, not giving the opponent any room to fight back. The best defense was to attack.
After setting up the formation, he quickly attacked according to his own rhythm.
He slid forward and tried to use a left jab.
The cold wind from his fist rushed towards the back of Yan Weimin's neck with an indomitable momentum.
Seeing Li Da 'an's imposing manner, the audience below the stage couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat for Yan Weimin.
"Can Old Master Yan block it?"
"This Li Da 'an's offense is very fierce at the beginning!”
"Old Master, you can do it! We believe in you!"
Yan Weimin stood still and only slightly tilted his head back, easily dodging this fierce attack.
Li Da 'an was not angry when he saw that his punch missed. If Yan Weimin could not even dodge this probing punch, he was not worthy of fighting him on the field.
He immediately adjusted his balance and swung his right fist again.
The swing fist was generally used for close-range combat, and the target was usually the left and right cheeks of the head.
The fist moved in an arc, the position of the punch was hidden, and the time was short.
It was a very strong offensive method. If a boxer with poor resistance was hit, it was very likely that he would be knocked out with one punch.
Facing Li Da 'an's attack, Yan Weimin slightly moved his body and bent over to dodge again, causing Li Da' an's second punch to hit the air.
After failing to meet Yan Weimin twice in a row, Li Da 'an began to feel frustrated and annoyed.
Usually, when faced with such a fierce attack, the players who fought against him would adopt a hugging posture or use their fists to block.
However, Yan Weimin didn't put up any defensive stance at all. He just kept relying on his natural reaction to dodge his attacks, making it very uncomfortable for him to miss his punches.
"F * ck, I don't believe that your prediction is so accurate.”
Li Da 'an roared in his heart and attacked again.
However, whether it was a jab, an uppercut, a straight punch, or a combination punch, they all seemed to be ineffective. Li Da 'an couldn't even touch Yan Weimin's hair.
Especially when Yan Weimin showed a relaxed and indifferent look after dodging, it made him even angrier.
"Do you only dare to dodge?" he roared. What? Do you dare to fight back?"
The audience below the stage also shouted in a timely manner,
"Master Yan, go on, beat him to death!”
"Grandpa, kill him! Let him see what boxing is!”
"Old Master, kill this idiot with one punch!”
"I can't stand it anymore. Come on, Master Yan!”
"It's boring to keep dodging!"
Xiao Shujie couldn't help but be stunned. Although the old man was very strong, the opponent wasn't weak either. She heard that he was an active professional player.
The people in the live broadcast room could only see Yan Weimin dodging the other party's attacks through the camera. They could not help but make a fuss.
"Why isn't the old man attacking?"
"Old Master, you have to bring out the imposing manner you used to beat up the robbers that day! Charge!"
"Charge! Charge! Charge! Kill him!"
"This isn't the old master's style!”
On the stage.
Yan Weimin's lips curled up slightly as he looked straight at Li Da 'an.""I'm not attacking, I'm afraid-
I'll kill you with one punch!"
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