klisemfg Chapter 139 I finally met an opponent who I could fight with all my might.
Chapter 139 I finally met an opponent who I could fight with all my might.
"boom--!"
In both national martial arts halls, dull crashing sounds echoed, like thunder exploding.
The fighting god Gaolang, who had never been knocked down by his opponent since his debut, was hit by Yingcun's thunderous back-hand punch today, causing his body to fly backwards into the air amid the deafening sound.
His body drew an arc in the air and finally fell heavily on the hard boxing ring.
The entire venue fell into silence in an instant, with only the echo of Gaolang's landing reverberating in the air.
The noisy voices of the audience disappeared without a trace, leaving only a dead silence. Everyone widened their eyes with an incredible look on their face.
The odds offered by underground bookmakers for this boxing match were like a huge bait, luring countless gamblers to place their bets.
The odds of 1 to 10 mean that if Yingcun wins, this boxing match will be an upset that will shock the world.
And at this moment, this upset seems to be really about to happen.
"Knockout! Knockout! Knockout!" The commentator's voice exploded in the stadium, filled with intense excitement and disbelief. "A historic knockout. The three-time champion, Gaolan, who was said to be invincible, was...he was actually knocked down!"
Yingcun stood in a corner of the boxing ring, breathing out hot white air from his mouth and nose, his chest rising and falling rhythmically. At this moment, his clenched fists seemed to still be savoring the power of the blow he had just dealt.
The referee immediately rushed towards Gaolan and prepared to start counting.
However, at this moment, something shocking happened.
Gaolang was now lying on the ground, laughing loudly.
His laughter was not loud, but it swept the entire venue and shocked everyone.
“Hahahaha…hahahaha…” His laughter was full of joy and excitement, as if the previous blow was not a setback, but a liberation of self-restraint.
The referee was stunned. He had seen countless boxers being knocked down, but he had never seen anyone laugh so happily in such a situation.
He stood there in a daze, not starting to count down.
Because he saw a fanatical light flashing in the bright eyes of the fighting god Gaolang, and at this moment he was looking forward to continuing the competition with Yingcun.
"Interesting, very interesting!" Gaolang's laughter gradually subsided. He looked at Yingcun, "Finally, there is an opponent who I can fight with all my strength!"
After saying this, he smashed his hands backwards at the same time, and with the reaction force, he bounced up from the ground with a somersault.
His movements were light and agile, and it was obvious that the previous blow did not cause him any substantial damage.
The audience was stunned by the scene, and they couldn't understand why Gaolang was able to recover so quickly after being knocked down.
The commentator was also stunned. He rubbed his eyes vigorously to make sure he was not mistaken: "I can't understand why the fighting god Jiaoran, who was knocked down just now, stood up with a somersault without even counting down.
Did he just slack off in the first five rounds? He didn't take the fight seriously at all."
President Yingcun and Luo Hao looked at each other below the boxing ring, both of them with a look of confusion on their faces.
Then Luo Hao frowned and whispered to the president: "President, I have a bad feeling."
Chairman Kamogawa also looked solemn: "Gaolan Unsavado definitely has another trump card. We can only wait and see."
Eiji Date in the audience narrowed his eyes into slits, his gaze fixed on Gaolan, "Fighting God Gaolan has finally shown his claws!"
The Sendou warrior seemed more optimistic. He threw an uppercut into the air and said, "What are you afraid of? With Senior Yingcun's current condition, there's no need to worry."
The referee on the field raised his arm and came down, announcing that the game was open again.
Takamura stood on the other side of the ring, his eyes flashing with a wild blue light and hot white air gushing out of his mouth and nose, demonstrating the surging power in his body.
He couldn't wait to rush towards his opponent, and every step he took stepped on the hearts of the audience, causing ripples.
Two blue streaks of light cut through the air like ghosts, and they approached Gaolan in an unpredictable S-shaped trajectory.
Gaolang, the powerful man known as the God of Fighting, finally moved in the face of such a fierce attack.
He swung his fist, but...
"Faced with the ferocious Eagle Village player, the Fighting God Gaolang Unsavado finally threw a punch, but... what is this...!"
The commentator’s voice was filled with shock, “I can’t even see Gaolang’s fist!
Am I dazzled? Friends in the audience, can you see it? "
Just as the commentator finished his words, visible air wave flowers exploded one after another in front of the two blue lights.
This visual shock is like a torpedo hitting a submarine in the deep sea, bringing not only a dull explosion sound, but also a weird and terrifying atmosphere.
"Bang, bang, bang..." Every time the air flower exploded, Yingcun's head tilted back.
His figure became blurred on the boxing ring, and his head was pulled by an invisible force.
The rhythm of the entire boxing ring changed completely at this moment. Although no one could see how Gaolang threw his punches, the domineering aura emanating from his bones could not be ignored.
Eiji Date in the audience had his eyes wide open, with shock written all over his face.
He murmured to himself, “I can feel that Eagle Village is suffering a fatal blow, why can’t I see Gaolang’s fist?
Could it be that his punching speed…"
At this moment, a hoarse and old voice sounded beside him: "Young man, blink your eyes quickly and try again!"
Eiji Date subconsciously followed the voice's advice, blinked his eyelids rapidly, and continued watching the game.
A miracle happened at this moment. He caught the trajectory of Gaolang's punch in his blurred vision.
Although it was not clear, he could feel the power like a storm.
"So fast! Too fast! This punch speed should have broken the sound barrier!" exclaimed Eiji Date.
At this time, the hoarse and old voice sounded again: "Brother Du Bu, you should tell me, your little boy Ke Mi seems to be able to punch at such a speed."
Then a deep middle-aged male voice sounded, the source of the voice was right next to the old voice just now: "Brother Gangqi, you are too flattering to my son.
Kesi has not yet reached this level.
The speed of Gaolang's punch should be at the critical point of subsonic speed, and only one step away from the real speed of sound."
When Eiji Date heard the conversation between the two voices, he immediately turned around to look.
There was an old man wearing an old linen Japanese martial arts uniform and glasses, smiling at him.
Next to the old man sat a middle-aged bald man in a light-colored suit who was too strong. (At this time, Yudi Dubu had not yet fought with Hanma Yujiro, so he was still a two-eyed martial arts god.)
Both of them exude an indescribable temperament that cannot be underestimated.
"My name is Eiji Date. May I ask the names of the two seniors?" Eiji Date asked respectfully.