Yu Peng's strength was at the middle level among all the players in this competition.
However, he was very lucky and had the privilege of a bye. In the quarterfinals, he used the privilege of a bye awarded to the student with the highest points by the training program group.
They had directly squeezed into the quarterfinals.
However, he didn't expect to meet "Hei Mianshen" Wu Mo in the next match.
Of course, this title was given to him by the contestants.
Wu Mo was known as the young professional player with the most potential in Tiannan Province.
Not only was his fist technique good, but he was also very handsome.
Yan Weimin led Xiao Shujie through the passageway and arrived at another stadium next door. The competition had not started yet.
The audience's cheers could be heard from afar.
Almost all of them were shouting the same name:
"Wu Mo! Wu Mo! I love you!"
"Wu Mo, go! Let these amateurs see what boxing is!”
"Ahhhh! Momo, I love you!"
"Wu Mo is number one in the world!"
This momentum and momentum was stronger than Yan Weimin's.
"Who is this Wu Mo?" Xiao Shujie had been paying close attention to the old man for the past few days. She had never heard of the other contestants.
"He's a very powerful young man who has won many championships. My final opponent should be him.”Yan Weimin was very calm.
"Wow, is that as good as Grandpa Yan?”Xiao Shujie said.
"I don't know. I've never fought him before.”Yan Weimin shook his head.
There were many great gods in the live broadcast room. Listening to the conversation between the two, they instantly found out who this Wu Mo was.
"The Wu Mo that the old man mentioned is a professional boxer. He's very powerful.”
"Wow! I've searched Wu Mo's photos on Baidu. His muscles are also very handsome!”
"F * ck, my girlfriend is Wu Mo's fan. That day, he even bragged to me that Wu Mo was the best in the world.”
"This Wu Mo might be a strong opponent for the old master.”
"Stop bragging. Old Master is the number one in the world!”
Xiao Shujie was a little unhappy when she saw the comments. In her heart, Grandpa Sheng was the strongest, but she couldn't refute the audience directly.
The two of them entered the arena.
With Yan Weimin's strong body, he quickly squeezed to the front and found a better position.
On the stage, Wu Mo and Yu Peng stood facing each other.
The referee was currently reading out the pre-match rules.
"Master Yan, which one of you is your junior?”Xiao Shujie seized the opportunity to chat with Grandpa Sheng.
"Look, the short-haired one on the stage, wearing blue shorts and blue boxing gloves.”Yan Weimin pointed.
"He's also quite handsome! But he looks so young." Xiao Shujie looked over.
Yan Weimin hadn't seen Yu Peng for more than half a month since the last training. This kid's strength had increased a lot recently, but he didn't have the support of a crazy skill like Training Talent. He hadn't broken through the threshold of a professional player until now, and was only at the top of the amateur level.
Yan Weimin then looked at Wu Mo, who was opposite Yu Peng.
His short hair stood up straight, his tall nose, thin lips, sword-like eyes, and star-like eyebrows were indeed handsome!
However, that gaze made Yan Weimin very uncomfortable, and it constantly revealed a sinister look.
A probing technique was used.
Name: Wu Mo
[Age: 22]
[Weight: 63kg]
[Level: Beginner Professional Boxer Level 16]
[Fist Strength: 68kg (pure muscle strength)]
[Footwork: Master]
[Toughness: D rank (highest rank is SS rank)]
[Bone density: D (highest grade is SS)]
[Skin Resistance: D-rank (Highest rank is S-rank)]
This was the evaluation given by the system.
Yan Weimin's bone density and fist strength were slightly higher than Wu Mo's, but the rest were basically on par with him.
Wu Mo's boxing level was one level higher than Yan Weimin's. This should be related to his professional boxing experience.
Yan Weimin could not help but worry for Yu Peng. After all, from the data, Yu Peng had no chance of winning at all.
Ding…
The competition bell rang.
Wu Mo instantly moved. With a flash, he relied on the advantage of his long arm span to swing his fist and suddenly attack.
Bang...
Bang...
Yu Peng had clearly done his homework on Wu Mo's fighting style. He directly used his hands to block Wu Mo's swift and violent attacks in front of his neck.
"Wu Mo, go! Beat him up!"
"Ahhhh! Silently! He was too handsome! I love you!"
"Wu Mo is awesome! KO him in the first round! Charge!"
"My husband, Wu Mo, is number one in the world!"
The audience was almost one-sided.
In less than half a minute, Yu Peng, who was on the stage, was somewhat unable to withstand it.
His legs were clearly trembling.
Yan Weimin couldn't help but be distracted. He knew that Yu Peng's lower body wasn't very stable to begin with. After encountering such continuous and rapid attacks, he couldn't maintain his defensive posture for long.
As expected, Wu Mo seized this opening and struck out a straight punch brazenly, aiming straight for Yu Peng's chest.
The intense pain made Yu Peng unable to maintain his defensive posture.
Wu Mo once again threw a left hook at Yu Peng's soft chin.
Thud...
The powerful punch directly dislocated Yu Peng's jaw.
Thump...
Yu Peng fell into the boxing ring in a daze.
However, Wu Mo still did not stop. He bent down and wanted to follow up with another cannon punch.
"Stop!"
Yan Weimin saw this and couldn't hold it in anymore. He kicked his legs and pulled the rope of the boxing ring to flip onto the stage.
Unfortunately, it was too late. The referee and Yan Weimin did not have time to stop it.
Puchi...
Wu Mo's Heavy Cannon Fist landed on Yu Peng's face.
The huge fist force caused the corner of Yu Peng's eye to split open instantly, and blood flowed out.
As his jaw was dislocated, Yu Peng could not even scream.
"I f * cking told you to stop!" Yan Weimin wanted to charge at Wu Mo furiously.
This was the first time Yan Weimin was so angry.
His punch was clearly aimed at crippling Yu Peng. It was simply to end Yu Peng's career.
Too sinister!
"Yan Weimin! Stop!"
The referee rushed over.
When Yan Weimin heard the referee's voice, he gradually calmed down. However, the anger in his heart did not decrease at all. He glared at Wu Mo angrily.
Yan Weimin clenched his fists tightly, his blood and Qi surging.
The blood vessels on his arm were like dragons that had come alive and were jumping around.
Wu Mo looked at him coldly, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Old man, I'll wait for you in the finals!"
After he finished speaking, Wu Mo laughed loudly and turned to leave!!!
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