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On November 1, blood test, urine test, height, weight, and arm length were measured, and then a lottery was drawn. Sixteen heavyweight boxers participated in the competition. According to the rules of the ladder competition, the one who won the previous step and the one who lost were eliminated.

"Red Fang Wang Zewen, blue Fang Lu Yafei."

After the draw, Wang Zewen's opponent was formally confirmed. The two seats were not far away. After a glance at each other, they separated. The game will be broadcast live on November 7th, which is Saturday night at 8 o'clock this week.

These few of him are in very good condition, he was a natural heavy gunner, plus months of intensive training of raw strength, punched down, the sandbag was shaken violently.

There is also a heavyweight boxer in the boxing gym, but he is considered a technical boxer in the heavyweight class, not a heavy gunner. Seeing that Wang Zewen has such a powerful punch, his expression is very envious.

Although it has been abandoned for six years, geniuses can still catch up with mediocre talents quickly, and can surpass those fighters who have been able to compete in a few months.

The battle was rushed. In the evening, I studied the opponent's previous matches and conducted research. Perhaps Wang Zewen's only advantage is that he has not played MMA matches. The previous kick boxing matches were six years ago.

After studying the opponent’s video at nine o’clock in the evening, everyone went home and rested. The boxing gym’s lights were turned off, leaving only the last yellow light. Under the light, he continued to hammer the sandbag and exercise with a white bandage. Own footwork

On November 7, the competition officially started. The cameramen first entered Lu Yafei’s training room. He performed his wrestling and legwork for the audience in front of the TV. As a young 22-year-old player, he was eager The needs are manifested in themselves.

After another team of cameramen came to Wang Zewen’s room, Wang Zewen simply did warm-up exercises, skipping ropes, and keeping his body in shape. The sparring crews sat and watched. The atmosphere in the room was very depressing, only the soles of the feet fell and the skipping rope whipping The sound of the ground.

The game is the third game. The heavier the weight, the more interesting it will be. Unless it is a star boxer, there are few lightweight games that will be placed behind the heavyweight.

Lan Fang took the lead. Wang Zewen fixed his bandages, put his gloves on, and looked up at the live TV. The original colorful lights went out and then turned into a brilliant golden color. Under the shouts of the 8,000 spectators, Lu Yafei took a trot. Walking out of the passage, the audience around him kept slapping his body, making him more motivated.

"Wang Zewen is on the stage!"

The red little devil’s braces were stuffed into his mouth. The head coach, the trainer, the target teacher, the nutritionist, and the boxers of the Golden Tiger Boxing Gym who will only play next week, all a dozen people got up, opened the door, and walked into the underground passage. .

The fighters carried the banner of the Golden Tiger, and Wang Zewen draped the banner of the Golden Tiger on his body. The photographers began to regress and kept shooting Wang Zewen's face.

When the appearance music sounded, Wang Zewen suddenly stopped and glanced at the coach Song behind him. This song "The Praise of the Tes River" was his appearance music six years ago. As a boneless baby, it is good at this moment. The blood of war was aroused.

"What are you doing? Hurry up!"

The music is loud, and Song Jiao pushes Wang Zewen. Wang Zewen's eyes under the camera are very aggressive and fighting spirit. He skipped two small steps, and he strode towards the hall.

How long has he not heard the cheers of boxing fans? On two thousand and sixty-six days, the feeling of being back on the court again was a little unclear. He just raised the banner on his shoulder and raised it to the audience.

A big golden tiger, with a huge mouth, can only wear the banner of the golden tiger. It is the glory of the boxer, because too many excellent boxers have been born here. It is the holy land in the hearts of domestic boxing fans. For more than ten years, it has been Compete with several other well-known gyms for the title of the strongest gym in China.

The audience slapped him on the back with no effort, but the more he was slapped, the higher his state was. Today, he is going to slap his opponent's head into a smash.

For inspection, he took off the baseball cap with the boxing hall logo and pulled with both hands. The sports trousers were taken off, revealing Jinhu's sports shorts, the sweater and the slippery vest were taken off, revealing a strong and standard fight. muscle.

Gently took off the sachet that my mother had asked for in the temple, folded her hands in her palms, closed her eyes, and muttered something in her mouth. When she opened her eyes, she kissed the sachet and gave it to the boxer behind her.

Fists with both hands, two index fingers stretched out separately to point to the sky, looking up at the ceiling for a few seconds, finally patted the chest with both palms, opened the arms to let the referee check whether the protective gear is fully worn, and check whether there are any lumps of illegal weapons. With Vaseline smeared on the corners of his eyes and mouth, he strode onto the court.

The ground was the blood left over from the first two games. It seemed that the fight was fierce. The entire ring was everywhere, and the soles of the feet rubbed twice on the blood-stained ground, and came to a corner and waited quietly.

After the host read the information of the two people, he left the octagonal cage. The referee announced the start of the game. The octagonal cage was closed and the game officially began.

The two faced each other with their fists. After hitting each other several times, Wang Zewen probably understood the weight of his opponent's fists. The original nervousness was released, and the movements became more tense.

After one minute and seventeen seconds, he dodges his opponent's fists accurately. Wang Zewen's kicking ability is undoubted. The standard kick boxing and high whip kicked on the opponent's chin, and the opponent fell directly to the ground. He quickly made up. Fist, an elbow hit the opponent's chin and neck fiercely, the opponent's smashed neck twisted to a terrifying angle, began to twitch, and his legs kept shaking.

There was an exclamation in the field, fearing that Wang Zewen would kill someone in front of them, but Wang Zewen didn't think so much. He straddled the octagonal iron cage and stretched out his arms to enjoy the victory. As for the dead? It was impossible, but the opponent also directly put on the collar and was carried away by a stretcher.

After a month’s rest, he faced off again. The schedule is like this. High intensity, high pressure and serious injuries. Even if you win, you won’t be able to play in the next game. Even if your opponent is automatically promoted, this time his opponent is very strong, but also The professional fighters of American fighters returned home this year to participate in the competition.

He won this game again, but his shortcomings were undoubtedly exposed. The ground technique was rough. After all, he had only practiced ground technique for four months, which was incomparable with veterans with wrestling ears. He was beaten on the ground by his opponent. In the third round, use standing technique to knock down the opponent.

But he was already covered in blood, his eyebrows were cracked, and a lot of blood flowed out. The opponent kept attacking the wound, causing his eyes to be congested quickly and swollen very high. Fortunately, there was no major problem with the wound and he could still play the next game.

In the third match, against an old domestic boxer, he had good skills and oily footwork, but his fists were light, and he basically won by points. Wang Zewen hit his liver with a heavy boxing, causing severe pain and fell to the ground, and Wang Zewen made up his punches. To shock.

He advanced to the finals in this way, and has a good popularity. Although the domestic fighting culture is not high, the promotion of this competition is very strong. The ticket prices on the spot are not high, and many laymen who like the excitement are not. Mind spending some money to enjoy the thrill of soaring adrenaline. Drinking beer and watching boxers spill the blood on the ring is a very exciting thing.

Until he ran into the last opponent, MMA heavyweight world champion Xue Yong, 31 years old, turned to MMA in boxing, strong standing skills, super heavy gunner, comprehensive ground skills, and strong arms so that he can easily strangle. opponent.

Wang Zewen felt that he couldn't win. One was a boxer who hadn't fought for six years and returned to the ring, and the other was a star boxer who was thriving, who was worthy of his reputation and had a large number of fans abroad. He seemed to have no chance of winning.

So his lack of self-confidence was guilty again. When he felt that he could not win, his beliefs were very low and his thoughts became fragile. When weighing in the hotel, he met Xue Yong when he looked at Xue Yong. Yong's provocation also chose to ignore instead of fighting back.

He persuaded, but many people expressed their understanding, even fans who like Wang Zewen. After all, it is Xue Yong, a cold-blooded killer nicknamed the Skull Smasher, one of the most perfect unarmed killing machines on earth. This time Wang Zewen can follow him. Playing games is already considered honor.

But if some people couldn’t accept it, Coach Song couldn’t accept Wang Zewen’s weakness. He was furious in the training room that night. He moved his hand at Wang Zewen and chased away the photographer, so that the backstage footage that had to be interrupted before each game was directed by the show director. To switch.

"Don’t feel inferior, okay? You can, you can’t win this game, but I hope you can beat yourself, just like six years ago, I don’t care about winning or losing this game, but I believe you will Care, there are still people who will care, kill the **** on the stage, or you were beaten to death on the stage! Your mother found me, you don’t know what kind of person she is, she will not care about Lip, but she told something you should have never heard before."

"She never blamed you, she loves you."

As soon as this sentence was uttered, the audience in front of the screen suddenly felt stuck. Some girls who watched the movie with their boyfriend burst into tears, and there was a faint sob and snot-wiping sound in the cinema.

When the appearance music "LetitBurn" (Avatar singing) produced by foreign musicians and fans for Xue Yong sounded, Wang Zewen had no fear in his eyes. He just wanted to play a good game, and was still thinking about going to see his son's game before he died. His mother fights.

After the check, the boxing ring was on, the host finished reading the information, and the referee announced the start of the game.

"Let me see what you can do, kid."

"Okay."

In the first round, Xue Yong might have underestimated the enemy. He was knocked down by Wang Zewen and sat on the ground, but the game did not end. Because Wang Zewen did not dare to play with him on the ground, he was trapped by him, and his own **** ground technology must be tied up. dead.

But Xue Yong in the first round was still passive. His eyebrows began to bleed, and a very obvious wound was opened until the end of the first round. To everyone's expectations, he was beaten by Wang Zewen.

But in the second round, the game returned to the original track. Wang Zewen's eye corners, nose, and mouth corners were wounded, and a lot of blood flowed out, but this was because he was tangled on the ground and was hit by Xue Yong with his elbow Caused by the face.

In fact, there is not much difference between the standing skills of the two, and they are both heavy gunners, and both are likely to be knocked out by each other, so they played very cautiously, and basically did not have too many heavy punches.

And Xue Yong's strategy was to drag Wang Zewen to death by relying on the ground, but Wang Zewen was too resistant to fights. His whole body was covered with blood and the ring was covered, and sometimes he slipped when stepping on the ground.

And Xue Yong was also seriously injured. Wang Zewen kept attacking his wounds. In fact, a lot of blood dripped. The two of them became blood gourds. The girls in the theater who watched closed their eyes and did not dare to watch. The **** level of the scene was average. The girls can't accept it anymore.

Until the third round, Wang Zewen had already lost his strength, and the ground would consume a lot of physical energy, and he had always been the one who quickly got rid of the ground, and his consumption was much higher than Xue Yong's. Even if he had a rest for the third round, he still swung and his legs fluttered.

In the end, when he stretched out his fist, the speed of the fist slowed down, and Xue Yong dodged him, and then quickly moved down to get close to Wang Zewei. The very standard and powerful Russian swing fist hit Wang Zewen's chin.

In an instant, the eye sockets went black, and the eyes were blind. I couldn’t see anything. My body became light and fluttering. I didn’t feel any pain. I could only feel someone hit my face with my fist. The back of my head hit the ground and my ears buzzed.

"In fact, there is no boxing champion? Everyone will lose one day. Even if you are unbeatable when you are young, you will still be cut to the ground by the newcomer when you are old, boxing champion? There is no such thing."

"How many victories may not prove that you are a strong man, but if you stand up again after failure, you will prove your strength. A few years ago, I knew that I was not a strong man. I was a coward, but I wanted to Stand up, even once"

"It doesn’t really matter if you win or lose the match with Xue Yong, because no one can beat him, at least no one can beat him now. I just want to play a game for my mother, no matter if I blow Xue Yong’s head or I was beaten to death by Xue Yong on the stage. It’s okay. As long as I can play a wonderful game and last such a quarter or two, ten minutes will be fine. I want to show my mother and everyone. I Not cowardly now."

competition is over! Xue Yong KO Wang Zewen and won the heavyweight champion of "Comprehensive Struggle Contest"!

Wang Zewen lay on the ground, his sight gradually recovered, as if the old-fashioned big **** TV had changed from a snowflake to a signal, but breathing was a little laborious, and his limbs did not listen.

"Can you get up? It's a good fight, what's the point? It's just the ground is not trained, come on, get up."

Xue Yong stretched out his hand to pull Wang Zewen up, and then he began to read his acceptance speech. After Wang Zewen treated the wound, he left the field. The team followed behind and walked in the underground passage. Someone gave Wang Zewen a thumbs up, indicating that the fight was beautiful. .

He limped in front of him, a drop of tears fell, and he began to sob as he walked. When he wiped the tears, he wiped the Vaseline from the corner of his eye, and the blood flowed out, mixed with the tears.

A pair of big hands wrapped around his shoulders and wiped his eyes with a clean towel.

"Good fight, very beautiful."

For the first time six years later, he waited for too long, and the crying gradually increased. He kept wiping the tears with the back of his hand, and staggered towards the lounge. Song Jiao kept his arms around his shoulders and accompany him all the way. Walk forward.

half year later

Wildflowers are in full bloom, and bees occasionally stay on the flowers. They are red and yellow, and they are beautiful.

With the sound of water falling on the ground, Wang Zewen squatted on the ground and dampened the towel, gently wiping the dust and raindrop marks on his mother's tombstone.

"Mom, I'm going to the United States. I'm going to play MMA professional boxing matches there. Of course, I don't stay there for a long time. If there are no matches, I will come back. If I want to play twice a year, I should be there every year. I stayed for about half a year to eight months. I don’t know if you will be unhappy. I still took this road without going to work or selling seafood. I’m sorry."

He talked with his mother for a long time, talked about recent events, and put on the fruits and melons that his mother loved. He didn't get up until he looked at the time.

"I'm leaving first~www.ltnovel.com~Before going abroad, I will come here again and I will come back often."

Knocking his head at his mother, he got up and went down the hillside and walked out of the cemetery. There was a woman standing at the door of the cemetery. The breeze blew and the hair was blowing. She pulled her hair and stretched out her hand to Wang Zewen, smiling gently. .

Wang Zewen took it, turned his head and glanced at the cemetery, turned and left.

Movie end

Lu Bo grabbed a large handful of popcorn and stuffed it into his mouth. It seemed a little bulging. The lights of the theater came on. People talked about the movie and got up and left.

"Inspirational movie? I **** believe in your evil!"

Lu Bo put his shoulder bag on his back, carrying a bucket of popcorn and Coke, went out, threw it into the trash can, picked up his mobile phone and called his mother far away, and then re-purchased the ticket.

Do it again.

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