Seeing the anger in the eyes of both sides, the host did not say anything more. He stopped while he was ahead and let the referee go on stage quickly.
The referee, who was wearing a small suit with a black bow tie, walked up to the stage and stood between the two of them.
"Both parties, check if the protective gear is complete.”
"Each round will have three rounds, five minutes each round, and a one-minute break between the two boxers. You are not allowed to hit any part of the contestant's body after the ear! And below the waist and abdomen!"
"If there are no questions, nod your head. After the bell rings, the countdown will begin and the competition will officially begin!”
Yan Weimin checked the teeth guard and gloves carefully. There was no problem.
He nodded at the referee.
Wu Mo was the same.
Ring ring…
"Begin!"
The referee rang the bell and immediately retreated to the corner of the boxing ring.
As a seasoned pro player, Wu Mo had a unique analysis of each opponent.
Although he looked down on Yan Weimin on the surface, he had secretly studied Yan Weimin's competition videos since the auditions.
In his opinion, Yan Weimin was a strength-type player, and he had some achievements in footwork, but he was still slightly inferior to him.
Moreover, Wu Mo had seen and defeated many opponents like Yan Weimin, who had no advantage in height.
He clearly knew where the weakness of this kind of opponent was.
As the saying goes, an inch longer, an inch stronger.
He had to use his advantage of reaching the top.
The thought flashed through Wu Mo's mind.
He looked at Yan Weimin, who had a strong physique and dull eyes.
Wu Mo sneered.
His body moved instantly. His strong thigh muscles rotated his calf and took a small step forward. His left front sliding step brought his body out. He lifted his body and twisted his body in one go. His entire body was like a precise mechanical pendulum. A violent right swing fist with all the strength in his body was thrown out brazenly, directly towards Yan Weimin's neck three inches away.
Faced with Wu Mo's astonishing offensive, Yan Weimin did not dodge.
Seeing that the wind from the fist was approaching, Yan Weimin's muscles reacted almost subconsciously. His strong arm instantly became filled with blood, and the blood vessels on it were like active dragons. With incomparably powerful strength, he directly blocked Wu Mo's violent fist in front of him.
Bang!
Fist against fist, they collided with a loud noise.
They separated at the touch.
The powerful force forced Wu Mo to take two steps back.
This was different from what he had imagined. He thought that Yan Weimin would use movement techniques to dodge or adopt a defensive stance.
Just as Wu Mo was thinking.
Yan Weimin did not stop. Like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey, he charged forward and punched Wu Mo's face with his left fist.
It was too late for Wu Mo to block it with his fists because Yan Weimin's fist speed was too fast.
He couldn't grasp the trajectory of Yan Weimin's punch at all, so he couldn't block it effectively. He could only protect his face with a hugging posture.
Bang!
Bang!
Jab, hook, and straight punch mixed together, each punch hitting the flesh, making it very fierce.
Like a continuous barrage of mortars, the immense force caused Wu Mo to be instantly dumbfounded.
Facing Yan Weimin's violent and swift attack, he had no idea what was going on.
Wu Mo felt that he was not facing an amateur boxer, but a violent prehistoric beast.
It was too brutal!
He could only bitterly resist and could not fight back.
The audience below the stage was directly subdued by Yan Weimin's violent attack. The screams and shouts almost overturned the entire stadium.
"So handsome! Old Master, don't stop! Just beat Wu Mo up like this!”
"Too fierce, awesome! Old Master is awesome!"
"Old Master is really f * cking awesome! Continue charging and kill this Zaar!"
"Ahhhh! Old Master, I love you! Good luck!"
Xiao Shujie saw that Grandpa Sheng had such a big advantage in the beginning and immediately cheered wildly!
The audience in her live streaming room also instantly boiled over. The old man had beaten Wu Mo up at the beginning of the game. It was too satisfying.
Dozens of rockets and spaceships were launched continuously by the tycoons, and the popularity of the live broadcast room instantly soared to the top of the entire platform.
There were even many big streamers who stopped playing games and opened Xiao Shujie's stream room to watch with relish.
The bullet comments in the live broadcast room were also all kinds of crazy.
"F * ck that dog! He still dared to be arrogant! Dog!"
"Old Master is so handsome! He had changed his usual fighting style and became violent! Haha!"
"This is how you deal with this kind of person. Don't give him a chance.”
"Haha, this is so satisfying! He should have suppressed Wu Mo from the start to the end!”
On the stage.
Wu Mo, who had already been punched dozens of times by Yan Weimin, was in a miserable state.
"Damn it, why is this old man's endurance so good!”
The continuous attacks that were like a storm had already numbed Wu Mo's arms.
He had wanted to find an opening and use his wingspan advantage to form a counterattack, but Yan Weimin was like a perpetual motion machine, punching without stopping.
Punch after punch, Wu Mo could not find any chance at all.
Right now, he could only protect his face and the front of his neck to prevent himself from being knocked out in one punch.
Then, he retreated to the corner of the arena in a defensive posture.
I'll take your life while you're sick!
Yan Weimin was already really angry. He definitely would not give Wu Mo a chance to catch his breath and directly forced him to retreat to a corner of the arena.
Wu Mo's defense had already loosened.
At this moment, the bell rang.
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