Awakened the boxing champion system at the age of 65

“Lad. Can it be hit now? Yan Weimin said lightly.

Although the tone is flat, it matches the momentum that has been created.

Ning Wentao was so frightened that he couldn’t move at all, and nodded almost subconsciously.

The referee was also frightened by Yan Weimin’s exaggerated figure, but his good professionalism allowed him to quickly recover from the shock.

“Player No. 318, please bring your protective gear as soon as possible, otherwise I will judge you to lose, of course, you can also admit defeat.” The referee looked at Ning Wentao with a frown.

Good figure, strong body, but not necessarily boxing.

Right!

As long as I moved, he couldn’t touch me at all.

I have a sanda foundation!

After hearing the referee’s warning, Ning Wentao began to make strong self-suggestion, and finally recovered a little spirit.

He closed his eyes, shook his head, and quickly put on the protective gear and the full set.

“Each session is three rounds of five minutes each, with a one-minute break between the two boxer rounds.”

Jingle bells….

“Begin!”

The referee saw that the two sides were ready, simply announced the rules, and then rang the bell to announce the start of the game.

Phew….

Ning Wentao took a few deep breaths and patted his face, trying to return his eyes to the fierceness they had before.

Fight it!

I learned sanda!

This old man is just big.

Ning Wentao slowly found the feeling, his body involuntarily began to swing, and his feet alternately moved back and forth in a small area.

“Wow, this young man seems to have really practiced sanda, this pace is very flowing.”

“Although the old man is very muscular, he is definitely not as flexible as that young man.”

“This is not bodybuilding, what is the use of muscles! I’m not particularly optimistic about the boss! ”

The audience in the audience also gradually recovered from Yan Weimin’s exaggerated muscle shock.

This! It’s a boxing match after all!

It is not enough to have muscles, so when Ning Wentao moved away, everyone’s attention ran to Ning Wentao again.

In the ring, facing Ning Wentao, who was in a position, Yan Weimin on the opposite side did not move from beginning to end.

Because in his eyes, Ning Wentao’s position and body technique are full of loopholes.

But after all, he had never participated in actual combat, and because of his restrained personality, he chose to wait and see what happened, and used a little caution to achieve victory.

After Ning Wentao’s body technique was fully unfolded, his qi and blood began to surge, and he slowly found the passion and blood when he first learned sanda, gradually got rid of the fear at the beginning, and began to regain his self-confidence.

Especially when he saw Yan Weimin standing there motionless like a target.

With his already hot personality, he really couldn’t help it.

Ning Wentao began to move his feet tentatively to Yan Weimin’s side.

Getting closer.

Getting closer.

Yan Wei was indifferent to the people.

Slowly, Ning Wentao became emboldened, and relying on his arm reach advantage, he used a feint move to shake his fist and approach Yan Weimin.

Yan Weimin was still indifferent, standing there like a sculpture.

Hey!

Could it be that the old man was shocked by my superb pace and rapid fist speed?

Ning Wentao boldly guessed.

“This is also too boring, how is it like playing monkeys!”

“Fight!”

“Up!”

Boxing matches were originally a very ornamental competitive sport, and the audience in the audience gradually became impatient when they saw that the two did not fight for half a day.

Can’t help it!

This old man must have been shocked by me!

When Ning Wentao approached Yan Weimin again, his eyes changed!

A left jab punch suddenly struck, and the target was Yan Weimin’s Hun Kou.

Suddenly!

Standing motionless, Yan Weimin, who was like a statue, moved.

In the face of Ning Wentao’s attack, he did not dodge or dodge, and his left hand, which seemed to be fast-forwarded by the player, suddenly swung out.

A textbook-like left straight fist burst out.

After touching Ning Wentao’s body, it was retracted with lightning speed.

Poof….

Boxing gloves hit the flesh with a dull sound.

Ning Wentao only felt that the sky was spinning for a while, his body was like being hit by a speeding motorcycle, and the air in the Hungarian cavity was squeezed out.

Immediately after that, I saw him fall stunned into the boxing ring.

The referee on the side endured the terrifying waves that were churning in his heart and rushed to him quickly

“Can you still get up?”

Ning Wentao rolled his eyes, “…”

“I count dozens, ten: Nine… Eight…”

Ning Wentao’s brain crashed for about five seconds before he recovered a little consciousness and instinctively wanted to get up, but the pain in his chest made him only wave his hands indiscriminately, and he couldn’t accurately find a support point to get up, and he struggled on the ground for a long time, stunned and couldn’t stand up.

The countdown ends.

Ko！！！

The referee held up Yan Weimin’s right hand and announced: “No. 317 player Yan Weimin wins!” ”

“I lean, is it so hanging?”

“Why did I light a cigarette and the game was over?” Can anyone tell me what just happened? ”

“Old man cow beep!”

The audience barely could react, and the game was over.

A wave of applause followed.

Ning Wentao walked down with a lost soul, and all this happened too quickly, like a dream.

“Hmph, Taozi. You usually keep saying how fierce you are, how can you not even beat an old grandfather. Ning Wentao’s little girlfriend said with some complaints.

However, when she saw that Ning Wentao felt a little dizzy, she quickly went over and helped him, “It’s okay, Taozi.” ”

The aggrieved Ning Wentao now just wants to find a place where there is no one to cry well.

Is this a fucking sixty-year-old boss?

This Nima is a prehistoric beast.