Awakened the boxing champion system at the age of 65

Yu Peng’s strength is at the middle level among all the players in this competition.

But he was lucky enough to have the privilege of a bye, and in the final of the eighth quarter, he used the bye privilege awarded to the trainees with the highest points by the training program group.

Directly squeezed into the quarterfinals.

But I didn’t expect to meet the “black-faced god” Wu Mo in the next game.

Of course, this title was given to him by a group of competitors.

Wu Mo is known as the most promising young professional player in Tiannan Province.

Not only is he good at boxing, but he also looks handsome.

Yan Weimin took Xiao Shujie through the passage and came to another venue next door, and the game had not yet begun.

The shouts of the audience were already coming from afar.

Almost all shouting the same name:

“Wu Mo! Wu Mo! I love you! ”

“Come on Wu Mo! Let these amateurs see what boxing is! ”

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA Silently, I love you! ”

“Wu Mo is the first in the world!”

This momentum and momentum are only stronger than Yan Weimin’s side.

“Who is this Wu Mo?” Xiao Shujie has been paying attention to the old man these days, and she has never heard of any other players.

“He is a very good young man, he has won a lot of championships, and my final opponent should be him.” Yan Weimin is very calm.

“Wow, is that Grandpa Yan powerful?” Xiao Shujie said.

“I don’t know, I haven’t fought him.” Yan Weimin shook his head.

There are many gods in the live broadcast room, listening to the conversation between the two, and instantly find out who this Wu Mo is.

“This Wu Mo that the old man said is this professional boxer, very powerful.”

“Wow! I Baidu Wu Mo’s photos, and my muscles are also very handsome! ”

“Well, my girlfriend is a fan of Wu Mo. That day, he bragged with me, saying that Wu Mo was the first in the world. ”

“This Wu Mo may be the old man’s fierce rival.”

“Bragging ratio, the master is the first in the world!”

Xiao Shujie was a little unhappy looking at the barrage, in her heart, the old man is the strongest, but she can’t directly refute the audience.

The two entered the arena.

With Yan Weimin’s strong body, he quickly squeezed to the front and found a better position.

On the stage, Wu Mo and Yu Peng stood opposite each other.

The referee is reading the pre-match rules at this moment.

“Uncle Yan, which one is your junior on the stage?” Xiao Shujie seized the opportunity to find a topic to chat with the old man.

“Oh, the short-haired one on stage, wearing blue shorts and blue fists.” Yan Weimin pointed out.

“It’s pretty handsome! But he looks so young. Xiao Shujie looked away.

Yan Weimin has not seen Yu Peng for more than half a month since the last training, and this kid’s strength has increased a lot recently, but he does not have the blessing of the perverted skill of training talent, and he has not broken through the threshold of professional players so far, but is only at the top of the amateur.

Yan Weimin looked at Wu Mo opposite Yu Peng again.

The short hair stands on end, the tall nose, thin lips, and sword eyebrows are indeed handsome!

However, that look made Yan Weimin very uncomfortable, and always revealed a cruelty.

A probe to go.

Name: Wu Mo

Age: 22

Weight: 63kg

Level: Junior Pro fighter Lv16

Fist power: 68kg (pure muscle strength).

Footwork: Mastery

Flexibility: D grade (up to Ss grade).

Bone density: D grade (up to Ss grade).

Integument resistance: D grade (up to Ss grade).

This system gives the rating.

Yan Weimin except for the bone density and fist strength that are a little higher than Wu Mo, the rest are basically equal to him.

The boxer level Wu Mo is one level higher than Yan Weimin, which should be related to his professional boxing experience.

Yan Weimin couldn’t help but worry about Yu Peng, after all, from the data, Yu Peng had no chance of winning at all.

Jingle bells….

The game bell rings.

Wu Mo started instantly, and a flashing body took advantage of his arm span and swung his fist to kill suddenly.

Boom…

Boom…

Yu Peng had obviously done his homework on Wu Mo’s playing style a long time ago, directly blocking the front of his neck with his hands to resist Wu Mo’s rapid attack with a holding posture.

“Wu Mo on ah! Blast him! ”

“Aaaaah! Silently! So handsome! Love you! ”

“Wu Mo cow beep! Knock him out in the first round! Rush! ”

“My husband Wu Mo is the first in the world!”

The audience shouted almost one-sidedly.

In less than half a minute, Yu Peng on the stage was a little overwhelmed.

The legs were visibly shaking.

Yan Weimin couldn’t help but hold his heart, he knew that Yu Peng’s lower plate was not very stable, and after such a continuous and rapid blow, the defensive posture could not be maintained for a long time.

Sure enough, Wu Mo seized this gap and struck out with a straight fist, smashing Yu Peng’s Hun Kou.

The severe pain made Yu Peng unable to maintain a defensive posture.

Wu Mo hit Yu Peng’s chin soft flesh with another left hook.

Cluck…

The powerful punch directly dislocated Yu Peng’s jaw.

Boom….

Yu Peng fell stunned into the boxing ring.

But Wu Mo didn’t even stop, leaned down to make up for another cannon punch.

“Stop!”

Yan Weimin saw where he could endure here, kicked his legs violently, pulled the cable of the boxing ring and turned over on the stage.

Unfortunately, it was still a step late, and neither the referee nor Yan Weimin had time to stop it.

Poof…

Wu Mo smashed a heavy cannon fist into Yu Peng’s face.

The huge fist force caused the corners of Yu Peng’s eyes to split instantly, and blood flowed.

Due to the dislocation of his jaw, Yu Peng couldn’t even scream.

“I’ll stop you!” Yan Weimin was furious and wanted to rush towards Wu Mo.

This is the first time Yan Weimin has been so angry.

His punch was obviously aimed at destroying Yu Peng, which was simply to cut off Yu Peng’s career.

It’s so vicious!

“Yan Weimin! Stop it! ”

The referee rushed over.

Yan Weimin heard the referee’s voice and gradually calmed down, but the anger in his heart did not diminish in the slightest, and his eyes glared angrily at Wu Mo.

Yan Weimin’s fists clenched, and his qi and blood surged upwards.

The veins in the arm are like a living dragon jumping and flying.

Wu Mo looked at him coldly, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth:

“Old man, I’ll wait for you for the final!”

After speaking, Wu Mo laughed and turned away!!!