"Young man. Can we fight now?" Yan Weimin said lightly.
Although his tone was calm, it complemented the aura that he had already created.
Ning Wentao was so frightened that he couldn't move at all. He nodded almost subconsciously.
The referee was also shocked by Yan Weimin's exaggerated figure, but his good professionalism quickly recovered from the shock.
"Contestant 318, please put on your protective gear as soon as possible. Otherwise, I'll announce that you've lost. Of course, you can also admit defeat.”The referee frowned at Ning Wentao.
He had a good figure and a strong body, but he might not know how to fight.
That's right!
As long as I move, he can't touch me at all.
I have the basics of boxing!
After hearing the referee's warning, Ning Wentao began to strongly suggest to himself, and finally recovered a little.
He closed his eyes, shook his head, and quickly put on the protective gear and the full set.
"Each round will have three rounds, five minutes each round, and a one-minute break between the two boxers.”
Ring, ring, ring…
"Begin!"
The referee saw that both sides were ready. After a simple announcement of the rules, he rang the bell and announced the start of the match.
Phew...
Ning Wentao took a few deep breaths and patted his own face, trying to regain the ferocity in his eyes.
I'm going all out!
I've learned boxing before!
This old man was just big.
Ning Wentao slowly found the feeling, and his body began to move involuntarily, his feet alternating between small movements.
"Wow, this young man seems to have really practiced mixed martial arts. His steps are very elegant.”
"Although the old man's muscles are exaggerated, his flexibility is definitely not as good as that young man.”
"This isn't bodybuilding. What's the use of comparing muscles? I'm not particularly optimistic about the old man!"
The audience below the stage also gradually recovered from Yan Weimin's exaggerated muscle shock.
This! After all, it was a boxing match!
Muscles alone were not enough, so when Ning Wentao moved, everyone's attention shifted back to him.
In the arena, facing Ning Wentao, Yan Weimin didn't move at all.
Because in his eyes, Ning Wentao's movements were full of loopholes.
However, he had never participated in actual combat before. Coupled with his introverted personality, he chose to wait and see, and use caution to gain victory.
After Ning Wentao fully displayed his movement technique, his Qi and blood began to surge. He also slowly found the passion and passion he had when he was learning mixed martial arts. He gradually got rid of the fear he had at the beginning and began to recover his confidence.
Especially when he saw Yan Weimin standing there like a target.
He, who had a fiery personality to begin with, really could not hold it in any longer.
Ning Wentao began to move closer to Yan Weimin.
It was getting closer and closer.
It was getting closer and closer.
Yan Weimin was indifferent.
Slowly, Ning Wentao started to get bolder. He relied on his advantage in wingspan to get close to Yan Weimin with feints and punches.
Yan Weimin was still indifferent, standing there like a statue.
Eh?
Could it be that the old man was intimidated by my exquisite footwork and rapid fist speed?
Ning Wentao made a bold guess.
"This is too boring. Why is it like playing with a monkey?”
"Hurry up and fight!"
"Go!"
Boxing matches were originally a highly entertaining competitive sport. When the audience saw that the two of them did not fight for a long time, they gradually became impatient.
He couldn't take it anymore!
This old man must have been intimidated by me!
When Ning Wentao approached Yan Weimin again, his expression changed!
A left jab suddenly struck out, aiming at Yan Weimin's chest.
Suddenly!
Yan Weimin, who was standing still like a statue, moved.
Facing Ning Wentao's attack, he didn't dodge or dodge. His left hand, which seemed to have been fast-forwarded, suddenly swung out.
A straight left fist that was like a textbook suddenly blasted out.
After touching Ning Wentao's body, she retracted her hand at lightning speed.
Puchi...
The boxing gloves made a dull sound as they hit the flesh.
Ning Wentao felt as if the world was spinning around him. His body felt as if it had been hit by a speeding motorcycle, and the air in his chest was squeezed out.
Then, she saw him fall into the boxing ring in a daze.
The referee at the side endured the surging waves in his heart and rushed to him.
"Can you still get up?"
Ning Wentao rolled his eyes.
"I'll count to ten, ten... Nine... Eight..."
Ning Wentao's brain went blank for about five seconds before he regained some of his senses. He instinctively wanted to get up, but the pain in his chest made him wave his hands randomly. He couldn't accurately find a support point to get up. He struggled on the ground for a long time, but he couldn't get up.
The countdown ended.
Ko！！！
The referee raised Yan Weimin's right hand and announced,""Contestant 317, Yan Weimin wins!”
"F * ck, is he that awesome?"
"I just lit a cigarette and the competition ended? Who can tell me what just happened?”
"Old Master is awesome!"
Before the audience could react, the match had already ended.
Immediately after, a wave of applause erupted.
Ning Wentao walked off the stage in a daze. Everything had happened too quickly, like a dream.
"Hmph, Tao. You've always been saying how fierce you are, but why can't you even defeat an old man?”Ning Wentao's girlfriend complained.
However, when she saw that Ning Wentao was feeling a little dizzy, she quickly went over to help him up." Are you alright, Taozi?"”
The aggrieved Ning Wentao only wanted to find a quiet place to cry.
Was this a f * cking 60-year-old grandpa?
This was a f * cking prehistoric giant beast.
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