Chapter 118 Interlude
Seeing that he couldn't drag it out any longer, Ah Si raised his fist and punched at Lao Jiang's left side. Lao Jiang raised his arm to block it, making a snapping sound. Ah Si slowed down his speed with this punch, so the power was naturally not that great, but you can only say that he was letting it go, but you can't say that he cut corners. The five-point punch of the Golden Guard has the power of a five-point punch. Lao Jiang secretly praised himself after being hit, and seeing that Ah Si no longer pursued him, he also punched back. He didn't dare to be arrogant, so he used 70% to 80% of his strength. Ah Si responded with his chest and took a step back slightly.
When the audience saw that the boxers finally had a round, they cheered excitedly.
Then, clang clang clang——
The first game is over.
The audience, whose emotions had just been aroused, was dumbfounded again. For the entire round, the two fighters on the stage just stared at each other for a while and exchanged a few blows. What kind of a bullshit match was this? It was claimed to be an exhibition match, but in fact, it was a black market boxing match. Everyone present knew this very well. In this kind of match, bloody heads were commonplace, and injuries and disability were not surprising. Why were the two boxers so gentle and courteous today? Was it a fake match that they were watching?
When Ah Si went back to the corner to rest, Lei Tingting couldn't help but say, "The practice of Ah San and Ah Si in the morning was much more exciting than this."
Zhang Nianzu put a stool on the stage for Ah Si to sit on. He wanted to wipe his sweat off, but he didn’t have any. He wanted to give him some water, but he wasn’t thirsty…
"Ah Si, you can't go on like this. Have you forgotten what you and Ah San practiced?"
Ah Si said: "It's only the first two rounds, should I shout?" It turned out that he also had his own considerations.
Zhang Nianzu said, "Forget about what happened just now. Let's start laying the groundwork for the second round and try to finish the game with two more rounds."
"good."
The game has begun again.
This time Ah Si rushed towards Lao Jiang quickly. Lao Jiang subconsciously punched him. Ah Si seemed to want to dodge, but he was a step too slow. He was hit hard in the face and he shouted loudly, "Ah!"
The audience was shocked.
Old Chiang was also surprised, but he saw that Ah Si's face was not red or white, and that the sound just now was more like someone warming up his voice in the park in the morning. He finally understood his intention, so he dodged Ah Si's insincere "return" and hit him again. Ah Si seriously retreated and said:
"ah--"
Someone in the audience laughed and asked, "Is this a crow that has become a spirit?"
Zhang Nianzu covered his face, and taking advantage of Ah Si's retreat to the edge of the stage, he hurriedly lowered his voice and said, "Ah Si, expression! Don't forget the expression!"
Lei Tingting also said: "Don't just shout 'ah'!"
Li Ah Si was stunned, and started to make eyes at Lao Jiang again...
Chiang Kai-shek's fans were in an uproar, this is a provocation!
Lao Jiang threw another punch, and Ah Si shouted, "Ouch!"
Ah San said sincerely: "Ah Si is really good at adapting to changing circumstances!"
Zhang Nianzu was completely speechless.
In this way, the stage presented a one-sided situation. Lao Jiang chased Ah Si and beat him. Then he shouted "Ah", "Ouch", "Hey——" all over the stage. The audience who bet on Ah Si to win were not happy. They rushed forward and cursed: "Why don't you fight back!" "Why don't you fight harder" "I've seen so many games and I've never seen you so cowardly!"
Ah Si was also a man of hot temper. He took advantage of the moment when the two of them passed each other to lie on the railing and shout angrily at those below: "Who said I didn't use all my strength? Can't you see that my voice is hoarse?" This was indeed true. His injury had not healed fully in the first place, and his voice was hoarse from shouting.
Ding ding ding——
The second game is over.
The audience was whispering to each other, speculating whether there was something fishy going on in this match. No one was a fool, and everyone could see that Li Ah Si was absent-minded, and Lao Jiang's punches were also slow. If this continued, no matter who won or lost, there would be chaos at the end of the match! Mr. Tang's face was extremely ugly.
In this arena, everyone else came with the mentality of winning money and watching the fun, but there was one person who was not like that. His mood was even gloomier than Master Tang - Long Taiquan Saburo came to China ambitiously, wanting to show off his power in a foreign country. He knew that no Asian boxer could be his opponent, but he made a fool of himself as soon as he arrived at the airport. Now, there were two people on the stage, one was the one who made him look bad, and the other was the one who replaced him. He had the same hatred for these two people, and he would like to kill one of them to be happy. Such a situation on the field made his fists clenched so hard that they made a creaking sound!
Match-fixing? That's for sure!
Long Taiquan Saburo is a professional, and he has seen many fake matches, but those matches are all a hundred times more exciting than this one. Those professionally trained boxers' performances are even more entertaining than real fights! These two people are not only faking, but also very careless. These are secondary. Long Taiquan Saburo is observing their true strength. What makes him dumbfounded is that the strength of these two people is also very average.
His punches were weak, his dodging was amateurish, his steps were disordered, not to mention his lack of awareness.
Long Taiquan Saburo was a little dazed for a moment. He was recalling what happened at the airport that day. How did he get controlled by Li Asi? He only remembered that he was caught by the opponent and forgot to resist. Why? Was it because he was tired from the journey? Was he caught off guard? Or the most reliable explanation is that the opponent was indeed very strong, and he was too unlucky to be caught in the vital part. On this stage, strength is the least important. Brain, experience, and skills are much more important than strength. If whoever is stronger wins, then they can just arm wrestle. Regret, annoyance, and unwillingness surged into Long Taiquan Saburo's heart. If he had known this would happen, he should not have agreed to be replaced . Through observation, he was confident that he could knock out Li Asi in one round!
I can't let them get away with it like this. Even though I can't go on stage anymore, I have to create some trouble for them !
Thinking of this, Long Taiquan Saburo stood up and walked straight to the corner of Lao Jiang's stage. The assistants and coaches here were all his people, so they would not stop him from approaching. When he appeared, many of the audience exclaimed. Long Taiquan Saburo was a superstar in the industry, and many of the people who came here to watch the game were enthusiasts. They shouted and popularized the knowledge to the people around them. Others heard that this was a master-level boxer, and they didn't understand why Ono Taro didn't let him appear.
Hearing the cheers from behind, Long Taiquan Saburo waved his hand to signal, which was also his invisible pressure move. He then patted the ring and said to Lao Jiang who was resting: "You will attack his abdomen later. Your opponent has no awareness of defense against this part."
Lao Jiang glanced down at him and said nothing.
Long Taiquan Saburo said in awkward Chinese: "Listen, I'm a professional!"
"Then why don't you go?" Lao Jiang replied to him indifferently, and stood up and walked towards Taichung when the bell rang for the start of the game.
