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Chapter 342 Zhang Lei loses, Ding Xiu makes a move
After a while, Citizen Zhou stood up, clenched his fists, and stared at the ring.

Zhang Lei's reaction was quite fast, and he got up with his hands on the ground in less than a second after falling down.

From Ding Xiu's point of view, his gaze was dull, and it was obvious that he got up instinctively. Even if he got up, it was useless, and his combat power was almost zero.

People are full of blood, you have residual blood, it is not a state at all.

Seeing this, the overall situation is basically settled.

As if he didn't expect Zhang Lei to get up again, Robert stepped forward and punched Zhang Lei hard in the face, intending to do another KO.

At this moment, Zhang Lei is no different from a living target in his eyes.

"It's over."

Citizen Zhou's face was ashen, and he was worried for Zhang Lei. He didn't know what kind of serious injury he caused after this punch.

The golden period of athletes is inherently short, especially for boxers.

why?
Mainly because of too many injuries.

In the ring, there is no one who is not injured. Broken ribs and internal organs are commonplace. For ordinary professional boxers, the bridge of the nose has been broken long ago, and some teeth were made by medical treatment later. Their eyesight and hearing are not good.

Going to fight with injuries all over his body, his body was destroyed over time.

In a super-heavyweight match like Zhang Lei's, every punch is a critical strike, which is very harmful to the human body.

This time, Zhang Lei has no power to fight back. He received this punch for real. A minor injury will prevent him from running away. Let alone being bedridden for two months. If he is unlucky, his career may end.

"Shhh!!"

Before Robert's fist fell, the referee blew his whistle and quickly stopped him.

"time up!"

"The third round is over!"

"stop!"

Wiping the cold sweat off his forehead, Citizen Zhou sat down: "Fortunately, fortunately."

Ding Xiu said indifferently: "Fortunately, we are the home game?"

Citizen Zhou was surprised: "You still understand this?"

Zhang Lei is fighting at home, and the referee on the stage is from Huaxia. Although he can't help him, at least he can guarantee fairness and will not encounter unfair treatment.

For example, just now, when it was time to blow the whistle, there was no ambiguity at all.

If you are in a foreign country, the foreign referee will be a little slower for a second or two, and you will be hospitalized waiting for you.

Ding Xiu shrugged: "There's nothing I don't understand, it's the same in all walks of life."

Not from the entertainment industry, Citizen Zhou is not interested in this drama, so he changed the subject and said: "It's a pity, Lao Zhang, if he hadn't been reckless in the last move, it wouldn't have ended like this, but if he didn't fight hard , those who wait for him are also losers, it’s not easy.”

From his point of view, Zhang Lei has no choice but to make the same choice if he were in the same situation.

Ding Xiu sneered, "Of course Zhang Lei can't do anything about it, but that's not the reason for his loss. It's because the foreign devils were superior and deliberately gave him a loophole, and gave him a KO at the cost of a punch. "

The onlookers can tell that the fighting style of the two is not a secret in his eyes.

Zhang Lei insisted on following the last attack mode for a few more seconds, and Robert would never be able to defend against it.

He also knew that he couldn't guard against it, so Robert deliberately sold a flaw, planning to exchange a minor injury for a major injury.

Sure enough, when he took the initiative to let go of his defense, he was punched in the face, and then pretended to lean back. Seeing this, Zhang Lei wanted to take advantage of the victory and pursue him. As soon as he took a step, Robert rushed over in an instant, hit his chin with an uppercut, and hit a KO Zhang Lei.

It can only be said that ginger is still old and spicy.

Zhang Lei's combat experience is not as good as Robert's, and his on-the-spot reaction is almost inferior, but if he sees that the opponent is doing it on purpose, he will not be KO'd.

Still too young after all.

But having said that, at the age of 25, it is already considered pretty good.

"Really?" Citizen Zhou doubted Ding Xiu's judgment.

He felt that Ding Xiu was beautifying Robert a little bit, and he boasted sternly. In his opinion, the last punch was Robert's strong ability to resist blows.

Ding Xiu shook his head and said nothing, seeing Citizen Zhou's eyes, he knew what this guy was thinking.

"Ahem." Sensing Ding Xiu's emotions, Citizen Zhou was slightly embarrassed. This was the second time he had refuted Ding Xiu, so he was a little embarrassed.

"Brother Xiu, why don't we go and see Lao Zhang."

"Isn't he being carried into the lounge, can we go in?"

"It's okay, I'll take you in."

Spectators are definitely not allowed in, but Citizen Zhou is an Olympic champion, he still plays boxing, and he knows Zhang Lei and Zhang Lei's coach. They are old acquaintances, so it is quite easy to enter the lounge.

Recalling that a few days ago Zhang Lei, a 1.9-meter-five tall man, excitedly said that he would help him KO Robert, but now he lay down. After thinking about it, Ding Xiu decided to go and have a look.

The two came to the lounge, and before entering the door, they heard Zhang Lei's rough voice.

"Coach, I was careless and didn't dodge. If I do it again, I'll beat him until his own mother doesn't even know him."

"Okay, let's stop bragging. Don't you think your teeth are leaking? If it weren't for the protection of the gloves and headgear, this punch would have cracked your mandible."

Formal boxing matches all have gloves, which have a cushion on the body, which reduces a lot of strength.

Otherwise, their boxers who are over 1.9 meters tall and weigh more than [-] kilograms can hit a person with one punch, and they will be completely useless, and they will not be able to withstand the second punch.

Legend has it that Tyson killed a cow with one punch without wearing a glove.

Of course, legends are always legends. It is an exaggeration to kill a cow with one punch, but it is definitely possible to seriously injure a cow. If you hit a person, your skull will be blown off.

"Hey, I gave him a punch too, it's not a loss."

"Come on, that punch of his was a deliberate attempt to sell an opening, you kid still haven't figured it out yet?"

"No way?"

"No, what's wrong? Don't look at him who debuted late, he has played many more games than you, and he has a lot of experience. Even if it was me, he might not be able to escape the last blow, so you lose. No injustice, fortunately young, there will be opportunities in the future, work hard..."

At the door, Citizen Zhou looked at Ding Xiu in surprise, he didn't expect that Ding Xiu's judgment was the same as that of Zhang Lei's coach.

They all thought it was a flaw that Robert sold.

The problem is that a coach is a coach. It is not surprising to have such a judgment. After all, he has been in this business for decades, and he was a first-class boxer when he was young.

As for Ding Xiu, he is a filmmaker and an actor.

Although I have practiced martial arts for a few days, it can't compare with professional ones.

After all, he, the Olympic champion, didn't see Robert's problem, but Ding Xiu did. Doesn't it mean that Ding Xiu is better than him?

Should not be ah.

After secretly comparing the height and weight of the two, Citizen Zhou still felt that he could call Ding Xiu his father in a matter of minutes.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk!"

Citizen Zhou knocked on the door and entered after drawing the attention of Zhang Lei and the coach: "I just watched the whole game from the audience, Lao Zhang is okay."

Zhang Lei's face was a little pale, but he was in good spirits. Hearing this, he raised his voice and said, "What can I do."

After saying this, he looked at Ding Xiu: "Brother Xiu, I'm sorry, I can't help you, you should run away."

He said earlier that he would send Robert to the hospital, but now Robert won, and Ding Xiu might be the one who will be sent to the hospital later.

"This is?" the coach asked suspiciously.

Zhang Lei said: "Brother Xiu, my friend, martial arts is very good."

Citizen Zhou's face twitched. We only met a few times and we became friends.

But anyone who knows Zhang Lei knows that his temper is just that, and to put it bluntly, he is a quack, as long as he sees the right person, he can be called a brother after a meal.

"This is my teacher, surnamed Wang."

Zhang Lei introduced to Ding Xiu.

"Hello, Teacher Wang." Ding Xiu stepped forward to shake hands with the coach.

Lao Wang is in his 40s. He combs his hair back and wears a pair of rimless glasses. He looks very refined, not like a boxing coach at all.

But as soon as he got started, he felt the opponent's palm as rough as bark, and Ding Xiu felt that this was the person who practiced martial arts.

Being able to be a coach in the national team, or a boxing coach, if he doesn't have two brushes, it would be strange for athletes to convince him.

If you are just a theoretical school, you will have been beaten long ago.

"Hey, you're physically fit." Old Wang held Ding Xiu's hand, feeling the rich muscles and hard bones in his hand, and asked, "Are you also a boxer?"

Ding Xiu's first impression is that he is handsome, which has nothing to do with being able to fight.

But after shaking hands, I found that the palms are thick and the bones are thick. If this is not an acquired practice, then it is a good seedling for martial arts.

Reminiscent of Zhang Lei saying that Ding Xiu can fight, that's why he thinks Ding Xiu is a boxer.

It's just that he didn't see calluses on his hands and his ears were intact, so he was a little puzzled.

Those who practice boxing usually have calluses on the back of their fingers, and their ears are smaller than ordinary people due to perennial injury and congestion, and they are turned inward, commonly known as dumpling ears.

Especially those who practice wrestling, the ears are in contact with the ground every day, and the dumpling ears are more serious.

"Haha, Wang Jiao, he is an actor, Ding Xiu, you don't even know such a big star?" Citizen Zhou couldn't help laughing.

Coach Wang was stunned: "No wonder he is so handsome."

With this face alone, going out to earn money is indeed much faster than playing games.

Zhang Lei excitedly said: "Brother Xiu is not only an actor, he is also very good at martial arts. He once KO'd the Sanda boxing champion with one move, and defeated the eight martial arts by himself on Hong Kong Island. ..."

"Cough cough." Ding Xiu interrupted Zhang Lei, and said with a sneer: "You were ignorant when you were young, so don't mention it."

Coach Wang raised his eyebrows and was very surprised. He didn't expect the young man in front of him to be so good at playing.

You must know that in the boxing world, those who can fight in the ring may not necessarily be able to fight in the street, ahem, those who can fight in the street may not necessarily be able to fight in the ring, but those who can fight in the ring after fighting in the street must be masters.

Some people are good at fighting in the ring, but when they get to the street, two or three gangsters can beat him to the ground.

People who have fought on the street generally have a better psychological quality. They have a blood in their bones, and they are ruthless to others, and they are also ruthless to themselves. This kind of people are all stubborn in professional boxing matches.

In the final analysis, it is still a matter of control. Professional boxers have a course called muscle reflexes. If you see someone raising your hand from the corner of your eye, you will back up, protect your head when you are beaten, and stabilize your pace.

The process of a set of combos is steady but not chaotic.

After all, when you are really on stage, it only takes a few minutes after a few rounds. No one gives you time to think about tricks. Once you make a move, many of them rely on subconscious conditioned reflexes.

Therefore, it is rare to see people who can keep a clear head and think rationally in an orderly manner during the playing process.

Why are professional boxers not good at fighting on the street? In fact, it is not that they are not bad. Those who can fight professionally have good physical fitness, punch feeling, and nervous response.

After a little training, professional boxers are fierce people, the problem is that they can't train.

Once trained, the boxer will have muscle memory, and it is fun to fight on the street. All kinds of uppercuts and punches are aimed at people's neck, head, and lower three-way attack.

But what to do in the arena.

There are many rules in the group arena, and many parts cannot be hit.

Once you get used to fighting on the street and have a fixed fighting style, then fight in the ring. When you are in a hurry, your muscle memory comes up and you can hit the opponent's vitals, crotch, back of the head, or kick, and foul every minute.

So at this time, control is very important. Since a person who has fought on the street can become a professional boxer, it means that he has good control over his body, and his mind is very clear, and his reason is always online to ensure that he will not foul during the game.

But at the same time, because he has fought on the street, he has a lot of actual combat experience and strong psychological quality.

It is very difficult to go from an amateur boxer on the street to a professional boxer. It requires step-by-step corrections and a lot of training. Anyway, it is not ordinary people who can go to the end and become professional boxers.

Why is Robert so good? He used to be a policeman, and the fighting techniques he learned in the police academy were all about one-stroke control and disintegrating the opponent's combat power.

But in the game, he has never committed a foul, and those one-handed fights have never been used.

It shows that his control is not ordinary.

……

"Does the young man practice Sanda or Judo?"

After thinking for a moment, Coach Wang asked.

"I practice martial arts and Bajiquan, but I also know a little about Sanda and boxing."

Ding Xiu has been doing this for a long time by learning from each other's strengths, combining with modern fighting, and re-finding a style of play that suits him.

It has to be said that modern fighting does have certain advantages, such as Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, Muay Thai, Maga, etc., all of which are very practical fighting techniques.

Ding Xiu is not proficient in one of them, he just selectively combined some moves, so he said he knows a little bit.

But when the words fell into the ears of a few people, it meant that they would be a million dollars, and there was a lot of bragging involved.

"Brother Xiu, after watching today's game, will you still fight Robert?"

Citizen Zhou didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, so he asked with a smile.

He bet that Ding Xiu would not dare.

Ding Xiu took out his mobile phone from his trousers pocket, opened the text message, and read: "He asked me to discuss with me the day after tomorrow, and the venue has been set."

Zhang Lei's eyelids twitched: "You won't agree?"

Don't look at the ease he said, after a fight, only he knows how powerful Robert is, and he can only be said to be a world-class professional boxer.

With Ding Xiu's physique, Robert would have to kneel down and beg him not to die if he couldn't survive for three seconds.

Ding Xiu put away his phone: "I haven't replied yet, I'll ask my manager if he has a schedule later."

Several people breathed a sigh of relief.

At the same time, the way he looked at Ding Xiu was also a little wrong.

Just be afraid, and use the schedule as an excuse.

But I also understand that Gao Low is a famous person with a thin skin and is embarrassed to run away.

After chatting for a while, Ding Xiu and Zhou Min went out of the waiting room, and Zhang Lei was also there. He was going to receive the award. This time he missed the gold medal and only won a silver medal.

"I came here to win gold, and I played well in the semi-finals. Even if the five referees today are all Chinese, I can still win."

In the face of interviews with foreign media, Robert is delivering his "acceptance speech."

It just sounded a bit harsh, and even Citizen Zhou couldn't help but utter a damn sentence.

"This grandson deserves a beating."

"Indeed." Zhang Lei gritted his teeth.

The two found Ding Xiu playing with his mobile phone, with an indifferent expression, and suddenly became a little angry.

"What are you doing?"

"It's nothing, just reply a text message." Ding Xiu put away the phone and said lightly.

This grandson is indeed a little embarrassed...

(End of this chapter)