Ring ring…
"Time's up, the first round is over!”
The referee rushed onto the stage and separated the two of them.
This originally ordinary bell sound was like the sound of nature in Wu Mo's ears.
Wu Mo rejoiced in his heart,'F * ck, I've finally endured it!”
Yan Weimin's expression was normal, but there was a little sweat on his face. His fierce side was not visible at all.
On the other hand, Wu Mo's face was ashen. Only then did he put down his arms.
For a moment, his arms went numb. He even felt that these hands were not his.
The first round ended.
The audience instantly erupted into boos!
"Wu Mo, you're too weak. You can only defend against the old master's attacks! Haha! What kind of boxing champion is this?"
"What a f * cking noob! Wu Mo, you stinky little brother!"
"Wu Mo! The pause bell saved you! Haha!"
"Wu Mo! I think you should give up professional boxing and go back to taking care of your child! Haha!"
Wu Mo's fan club, who were holding Wu Mo's " Victory " and " Wu Mo's World's Best " signboards, were much quieter now.
They weren't as arrogant as they were in the beginning. There were only sporadic voices cheering for Wu Mo.
They could also see that the gap in this match seemed to be a little too big.
In the first round, the old man won!
During the break, below the boxing ring.
Wu Mo's expression was gloomy. He lowered his head and inserted his hands into the ice bucket. Only then did he relieve the numbness in his arms.
The coach beside him was carefully massaging Wu Mo to relax his muscles.
When the coach saw Wu Mo's lack of fighting spirit, he could not help but frown and say,""You can't go on like this. You have to believe that you can win and bring out the momentum of the opening!，Yan Weimin was only strong in an instant. The fist force will definitely slow down."
Wu Mo nodded. Combined with his professional experience, he felt that what the coach said made sense, and his confidence recovered a little.
The two teams rested for two minutes before going on stage again.
After the boxing gym's coach gave Wu Mo some advice, his aura was finally not as low as before. He gradually regained a trace of confidence.
Yan Weimin still walked onto the stage with a calm expression, as if nothing could affect his emotions.
Xiao Shujie's live broadcast could not see the subtle facial expressions of the two.
However, it could be seen from the two's positions that Wu Mo's aura was clearly lower. It was very subtle.
The moment the two of them appeared, the people in the live broadcast room discussed whether the old man would KO Wu Mo in the second round.
"I bet 100,000 shark poop that the old man will beat Wu Mo up in 30 seconds!”
"Wu Mo's loss is a foregone conclusion.”
"I can't wait to see Wu Mo's miserable state! Haha! How perverted!"
"The old man has such an imposing aura when he stands there. He's like a mountain, making people feel that he can't be moved.”
Ring, ring, ring…
"Second round, begin!"
The referee rang the bell.
As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Weimin activated his master-level movement technique. His body leaned slightly, sliding forward, and pounced like a hungry tiger.
A wave of fiendish aura assaulted his face.
This caused Wu Mo, who was already in low spirits, to instantly become flustered.
He was forced to cover his head with both hands and adopt a defensive posture like the previous round.
Bang!
Bang!
Yan Weimin launched a fierce attack.
A dazzling combination of punches flew towards Wu Mo.
Wu Mo was able to block it at first, but Yan Weimin's punch was too powerful.
In addition, his hands were already numb from Yan Weimin's previous round, so he could not use any strength at all.
After blocking a few punches, a gap appeared in Wu Mo's defense.
Yan Weimin seized the opportunity and punched Wu Mo's chest with his left fist.
Bang!
An incomparably tyrannical force instantly devoured Wu Mo.
The air in his chest and abdomen seemed to have been sucked out in an instant. The excruciating pain made him unable to stand up.
Yan Weimin took the opportunity to punch Wu Mo's chin.
Kacha
Blood spurted out from the corner of Wu Mo's mouth.
His jaw was directly dislocated by the huge force.
Thump...
Wu Mo could not hold on any longer and directly knelt in front of Yan Weimin like a stray dog.
Afraid that there would be an unnecessary accident, the referee immediately rushed forward when he saw the situation. Wu Mo clearly no longer had the ability to fight.
The referee asked symbolically," Can you still stand up? I'm going to count down."
" I…" Wu Mo struggled, but before he could finish speaking.
Bang!
He directly fainted!
Furthermore!
If nothing unexpected happened!
He would be crippled!
Ko！！
The referee raised Yan Weimin's right hand." Yan Weimin wins!”
Then, the passionate music representing the winner sounded.
Yan Weimin waved his arms, his strong muscles visible. He roared excitedly,"Roar!"
Swoosh!
Two huge searchlights shone over.
At this moment, Yan Weimin seemed to be wearing a seven-colored armor, and the starlight covered his body!
What an honor!
The deafening cheers and screams of the audience were like the tide of the Qiantang River, each wave higher than the last. The atmosphere of the entire stadium was pushed to the peak.
"Old Master is too awesome! He's so handsome!"
"We won! The old man won! Hahaha!"
"Old Master is the best in the world! Awesome! Rise!"
"I knew it. This Wu Mo is a fake. He's no match for the old master!”
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