Chapter 119: Gritting teeth, holding your breath, and then losing
Seeing that Chiang Kai-shek ignored him, Long Taiquan Saburo did not give up. He simply climbed onto the stage and stood outside the railing, shouting at Chiang Kai-shek non-stop, like he was giving instructions from the sidelines.
If this kind of behavior happened in a regular match, the fighters would have been kicked out long ago, but the referee knew that he was from a big banker and turned a blind eye to it. The audience in the audience had long been dissatisfied with the two boxers, and when they saw someone interrupting, they also joined in the booing.
Lao Jiang and Li Ah Si were still playing the game at a leisurely pace, with Ah Si making a few "ah ah ah" sounds from time to time. The rhythm and atmosphere were enough to make the people in the audience fall asleep...
"Attack his middle, kick his lower body! Did you hear me?" Long Taiquan Saburo followed Lao Jiang like a shadow on the periphery, constantly scolding him loudly. When Lao Jiang approached the railing, he actually reached out and grabbed Lao Jiang's shoulder, saying coldly, "I'm talking to you!"
Lao Jiang fiercely shook off his hand and said, "Shut up!"
Seeing this, Long Taiquan Saburo suddenly turned to the audience and shouted, "These two are playing a fake match, can't you see it?"
In the dull game, this guy who wanted to cause chaos appeared, and the audience's evil taste was also aroused. They shouted: "See it!"
Long Taiquan Saburo waved his arms and said, "Do you think he should listen to me?"
"It's my fault!" An accident happened suddenly in the lifeless stadium. The people at the back started to rush forward and the situation was almost out of control.
The referee hurriedly stopped the match and tried to persuade Ryuta Izumi Saburo to leave the arena, but the latter, seeing that he was in control of the situation, continued to shout: "I can't stand seeing Chinese boxers being so unprofessional!"
Chiang Kai-shek watched coldly, then suddenly pointed to the center of the stage and said, "Why don't you come and fight?"
"I'll do it if I want!" Long Taiquan Saburo grabbed the fence and pushed it in, standing opposite Chiang Kai-shek.
The audience was immediately boiling with excitement!
The referee looked at Ono Taro in embarrassment, but Ono Taro just smiled and said nothing, as if he approved of Ryuta Izumisaburo's behavior.
Long Taiquan Saburo raised his voice and asked: "What if I win?"
Lao Jiang said calmly: "If you win, you can fight for me, and I will also give you the title of Thirteen Spices Tiger!"
"It's settled!" Ryuta Izumi Saburo asked his assistant for a pair of gloves and put them on, then jumped around on the stage to demonstrate.
Li Ah Si scratched his head and said, "Hey, isn't this a match between me and Jiang Zhicheng? What's wrong with you? How about I fight you?"
Lao Jiang pushed him away and said, "Go away, this is between me and him!"
The people in the audience were shouting and making noises, and the atmosphere finally had some of the feel of a black market boxing scene...
Seeing that things had come to this point, the referee simply rang the bell for the game again.
Long Taiquan Saburo knew that this opportunity was hard to come by, and it was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. He also understood that if he really won this match, the impact would be greater than if he won ten MMA matches! The frustration of these days turned into anger and resentment in his heart, but he did not act rashly. It was because of his carelessness that the two trash almost became famous. When the bell rang, he protected his upper body and stabbed Lao Jiang's heart with his right leg!
When Lao Jiang saw the opponent's kick coming, he wanted to lower his head to dodge, but he was a little slow and was hit on the shoulder anyway. He struggled backwards and felt a sharp pain in his shoulder. He couldn't help but have a new understanding of Long Taiquan Saburo - he was indeed more ruthless than those leopard-head stick flowers, and had the highest fighting ability among the ordinary people he had come into contact with.
Seeing their idol suffer a big loss right from the start, Lao Jiang's fans looked at each other in dismay. Someone whispered, "Isn't the Thirteen Spices Tiger just getting his name for nothing?"
"No way...the nineteen members of the Black Panther Gang are not good people."
"Who knows what's going on? If a guy named Jiang is capable of match-fixing, wouldn't he have found someone to act with him?"
Ryuta Quan Saburo controlled the rhythm with one move. He was overjoyed. He rushed forward with all his strength and used all his boxing and kicking skills. Left kick! Right kick! Side kick! Uppercut! Straight punch! Fake move, and then more uppercuts! Straight punch!
Bang, bang, bang, bang——
Chiang Kai-shek defended himself clumsily and took almost all the attacks . He was like a qualified sandbag, taking the beating conscientiously, shaking with your movements, but never leaking!
After two rounds of attacks, Long Taiquan Saburo was a little out of breath. At this time, Lao Jiang suddenly put down his hands and said coldly: "It's my turn, right?"
Long Taiquan Saburo was a little surprised. The opponent's defense was too amateurish. He used fake moves to make Lao Jiang open his defense. Many heavy punches hit him directly in the face. According to general rules, even the strongest person would feel dizzy, hear hallucinations, and have unsteady steps at this time, but Lao Jiang was still very stable! While he was stunned, the opponent's punch arrived!
When Lao Jiang punched, he first pulled his arm back and then leaned his body forward. This was a very amateur performance. But for a professional player, it was like telling you before the fight that he was going to hit you and you had better be prepared. Long Taiquan Saburo felt relieved again, and he put his arm in the path of Lao Jiang's fist in advance.
Snap——
The fists of both sides collided with each other. Chiang's seemingly slow punch made Long Taiquan Saburo's fist bend, and then hit him in the face! Long Taiquan Saburo staggered and almost knelt on the stage.
Chiang Kai-shek chuckled and followed with his left punch!
Long Taiquan Saburo gritted his teeth, held his breath, and used his speed advantage to strike later but arrive first. Bang, bang, bang - three full punches hit Lao Jiang's nose firmly, and then, bang - Lao Jiang's subsequent punch also hit Long Taiquan Saburo's face. The two men separated by a large distance in an instant, and then the two sides who were angry with each other fought together again!
Attack! The two launched a fierce attack! The atmosphere in the audience also reached its peak! Amateur audiences watch the game, they don’t care about how advanced your consciousness is, how agile your body movements are, they just love to watch this kind of attack where both sides spare no effort to kill each other!
But happy times are always short-lived. Long Taiquan Saburo's fists and knees quickly and fiercely attacked Lao Jiang's face, chest and ribs. Lao Jiang calmly accepted them all. His fists were not fast, but they seemed to have a buff of power x10 or even x100. Long Taiquan Saburo's body deformed every time he was hit. In just over ten seconds, his body suddenly spread out. Lao Jiang punched him on the chin, knocking him high into the air, and then he fell to the stage. Long Taiquan Saburo's mouth was bleeding, and he was motionless...
The entire audience stood up and stared at the scene in amazement.
Chiang Kai-shek stood inside the fence and glanced down at him, then shouted, "Don't follow the Japanese and make trouble!"
