Hong Kong Entertainment: Kung Fu Superstar 1981

Chapter 310 Facing the Boxing Champion

Faced with Futak's trash talk, Zhang Yang just smiled. Even when the host handed the microphone over, Zhang Yang just waved his hand, seemingly not even interested in responding to the harsh words.

It wasn't that Zhang Yang was trying to show off, but he really wasn't interested in responding.

He is not only a boxer, but also a star who needs to appear on the screen. If he talks too much, or if he talks too little, he will inevitably be pulled under a magnifying glass. If it is to hype up the popularity, Zhang Yang may still be interested in doing it. But at the moment, Zhang Yang obviously wants something else more than the heat of trash talk.

Such a thing is the IBF boxing championship belt tied around Futak's waist.

"Jingle Bell!"

As Zhang Yang gave up trash talking, the game officially started after the referee separated the two.

Putting on his mouth guard and boxing gloves, Zhang Yang came to Futak with light steps, his front hand hanging in front of him, and his back hand close to his chin.

Standard Philadelphia shell defense.

Although the boxing champion Mayweather, who made the Philadelphia Shell famous at this time, was a ten-year-old child in 87, the Philadelphia Shell Arm had already appeared, but it was not popular in the boxing ring at this time, so Futak was After seeing Zhang Yang's stance, he just raised his eyebrows slightly.

In his opinion, Zhang Yang obviously had some knowledge of boxing and did not fight unprepared, but so what?

He is the current boxing champion, is it possible that he will lose to a cross-border outsider?

There was no hesitation. Although he had seen Zhang Yang use a hug that was somewhat unpopular in the industry, Futak still did not pay too much attention to Zhang Yang, but looked at his own offensive impatiently.

The ferocious straight punch was blasted out boldly, rushing towards Zhang Yang's cheek, without any feint to foreshadow it. This ferocious attack was like a cannon blasting through the door, unusually straightforward.

Obviously, Futak had some evil intentions.

His inner expectation should be to show off with a light-speed KO in the first round.

It's no wonder that he is the current boxing champion, and Zhang Yang is fighting across borders. Perhaps in his opinion, if it is based on points after several rounds of fierce fighting, or a KO in the last round, it will obviously not be able to achieve the effect of shocking the audience. You might even be looked down upon by the audience.

It takes so much effort to beat a layman, boxing champion? That's it?

Futak didn't want to have such an evaluation on his shoulders, so the best way was to directly KO Zhang Yang in the first few rounds or even the first round. Only in this way can he achieve the greatest success. Show his strength as a boxing champion!

"Shh!"

Regrettably, Futak's confident attack failed in the end.

Zhang Yang's figure didn't even shake violently. He just leaned back slightly and easily dodged Futak's heavy blow. Before Futak could withdraw his fist, Zhang Yang's front hand had already been raised, targeting the target. Until Futak's face.

"Oh!"

Quick and swift straight punch!

Futak's head buzzed and he staggered backwards. Before he could regain his footing, Zhang Yang's backhand fists followed and hit him in the face!

"Oh!"

Compared with the fast and swift front hand straight punch, Zhang Yang's back hand swing punch did not hold back at all. The heavy punch directly hit Futak's jawline, directly knocking the lightweight boxer off. After Wang spun around in a circle, he fell heavily to the ground.

"Boom!"

As Futak fell to the ground, the scene was filled with silence.

The audience widened their eyes in surprise. Even Robert, the chairman of the IBF who was watching the match, was dumbfounded for a moment. Then he cursed in his heart and slapped his thigh hard!

fool! What an idiot!

Before the war started, he promised to kill as many times as he wanted, and told Futak not to underestimate the enemy, but what was the result?

This bastard got into the ring and didn't even know his last name, yet he was still so careless!

What a useless thing!

Robert clenched his fists.

It's not that he can't accept Futak's defeat, but he definitely can't accept Futak's defeat so quickly!

For him, this game has many outcomes, and he can accept them.

Whether Zhang Yang was quickly KOed, Futak or Zhang Yang, or relied on points, or relied on KO to win the game with difficulty at the end of the game, although these results will bring some different reactions, Robert can accept them happily.

If it is a difficult victory, it will prove the strength of IBF and Zhang Yang. Therefore, both the reputation of Zhang Yang's league and the reputation of IBF Boxing Association will be improved.

And if Futak KOs Zhang Yang at the speed of light, then the popularity created by Zhang Yang in the previous King of Fighters competition will become a stepping stone for IBF. At that time, he can take advantage of the trend and consider whether to continue to cooperate with Zhang Yang. The initiative is in his own hands. Here, nothing counts as a loss.

Only Zhang Yang could win quickly. This result was the last thing Robert wanted to see.

On the one hand, if Zhang Yang wins so easily, IBF will be questioned about his level. On the other hand, Zhang Yang is already relatively strong in the cooperative league. If he wins again, won't he become even stronger? !

stand up!

Stand up quickly!

I don’t know if Robert’s silent thoughts had an effect. When the referee counted the seventh time, Futak actually put his hands on the ground and stood up unsteadily.

The referee hurriedly stopped for a few seconds, rushed to Futak who stood up again, and gestured with his fingers in front of his eyes to determine whether Futak could continue to fight.

After all, he was the current boxing champion. Futak's mind quickly calmed down and he kept nodding at the referee, indicating that he could definitely fight again.

Finally, the referee waved his hand and the game started again.

As for Futak getting back on his feet and fighting again, Zhang Yang's performance was quite calm.

Because of his careless start, Futak was hit by two heavy blows. Even if he could stand up again, his combat effectiveness was obviously not as good as when the match started. Futak was not even afraid of Zhang Yang, who was in full victory, let alone Is it him who is barely able to take a breath now?

When the bell rang again, maintaining the Philadelphia shell-style defensive embrace, Zhang Yang stepped forward with light steps.

This time, Futak did not continue to be careless. He even protected his head with both hands and took a full defensive posture.

Zhang Yang was not in a hurry to break through his defense. He just used his front hand jab to suppress him continuously, and soon forced Futak, who was focused on defense, into the corner.

Futak had rich experience and naturally knew what kind of dilemma he would be in if he had no way to retreat. In order to consolidate his defense, he suddenly stepped forward and opened his arms at the same time.

Others didn't know what he was going to do, but Zhang Yang suddenly understood in his heart.

This kid wanted to come up and hug himself, waiting for the referee to forcefully separate the two, so as to create a gap!

(End of this chapter)