Meng Shaoyuan was facing the mirror, his eyes looking straight at himself in the mirror.
Then he touched his right earlobe.
"It's time to go out."
Wu Jingyi and Qi Xuezhen walked in together.
"Do you remember what I told you?"
Meng Shaoyuan asked.
"Remember." Qi Xuezhen nodded.
Meng Shaoyuan took one last look at himself in the mirror, and then:
He slapped himself again.
As if why didn't you try harder before blaming yourself!
Sharpening one's guns in the face of battle will bring out the disadvantages.
Then, he turned around and sneered:
"let's go!"
let's go!
People can't always use their brains.
Now it's time to use your fists!
A sport that Meng Shaoyuan dislikes using the most!
…
All sixty spectators who came to watch the battle have arrived!
Moyes and Sinclair had terrible headaches.
"Mr. President."
Moyes' secretary hurried over and whispered a few words in his ear.
"Oh, really?" Moyes was startled and then said:
"Sinclair, come outside with me."
…
Cheers instantly erupted throughout the venue as the two protagonists appeared.
They are the real protagonists of today:
Meng Shaoyuan, Hahara Koichi!
The two people came face to face and nodded slightly.
Then, they walked onto the ring from two corners.
The referee is British Sgate, who used to be a professional boxer before.
He stood in the center of the ring.
"Remember."
Meng Shaoyuan stood up: "Never throw a white towel, even if I am beaten to death in the ring, never!"
Li Zhifeng nodded vigorously!
This is not just a duel between two people.
To a certain extent, this represents the dignity of a country!
…
"Do you understand the rules?"
"clear."
"clear."
"Listen, it won't end unless one side throws the white towel first!"
Gast said loudly.
This is a real duel, a fight to the death!
Geist has never seen anything so terrible!
…
Meng Shaoyuan and Hahara Koichi bowed to each other.
Koichi Hahara smiled and said, "Mr. Meng, are you ready?"
Meng Shaoyuan was also smiling: "I'm ready, what about you?"
…
Skaer stood among them, raising his right arm straight up, and then lowered it with force:
"start!"
…
Wu Jingyi's heart suddenly lifted, and she couldn't help but grab Qi Xuezhen's hand beside her.
…
Hikaru Hahara took the lead!
As soon as the referee's voice fell, he punched hard.
Meng Shaoyuan quickly made ten fists and blocked his fist.
This is the "cross seal" in Baji Quan.
Taught by Hangzhou Police School.
Meng Shaoyuan's reaction was so quick that it was beyond Koichi Hahara's expectation.
But without any hesitation, he kicked out with his right foot.
Fist is empty, flying kick is the real attack!
Meng Shaoyuan was kicked in the stomach, groaned, and took four or five steps back.
…
"Long live the Japanese Empire!"
Hikaru Hahara won the first attack, and the Japanese in the audience burst into cheers!
…
Meng Shaoyuan did not fall.
He just took a few steps back.
However, no one would feel comfortable being kicked so hard in the stomach.
Koichi Hahara was too fast, he kicked him, and rushed up quickly, not giving Meng Shaoyuan any time to adjust, and feinted with his left fist.
Meng Shaoyuan was indeed fooled and quickly blocked.
However, Koichi Hahara's right fist suddenly struck, hitting Meng Shaoyuan accurately and heavily on the left side of his face.
Meng Shaoyuan was stunned.
He has the foundation.
But one does cruel devil exercises every day, and the other drinks and is in a daze all day long.
The difference is huge.
Koichi Hahara succeeded again, without stopping, and punched four or five times in succession, each punch accurately hitting Meng Shaoyuan's face and head.
"Boom"!
Under such a heavy attack, Meng Shaoyuan could no longer bear it and fell to the ground.
Koichi Hahara flew up with another kick and kicked Meng Shaoyuan, who was lying on the ground, far away.
…
"Long live! Long live! Long live!"
The Japanese went crazy and screamed at the top of their lungs.
The Chinese were silent.
At this point, everyone can see:
The gap between the two sides is too great.
Not on the same level at all!
…
"It's over." Bei Zuyi said desperately.
"Look again."
Zhang Renkui, the old man from Jinghu, also came to greet his younger brothers: "Shaoyuan has never fought back until now. Why?"
…
"Hey, I'm still standing."
Meng Shaoyuan stood up unsteadily.
At this time, his face was covered in blood.
"Shao Yuan-kun, you are finished."
Hikaru Hahara smiled.
Meng Shaoyuan was also laughing, with a bloody smile:
"Really?"
"Then, you die here!"
…
The level gap is really big.
Meng Shaoyuan was knocked down three times.
But every time, Meng Shaoyuan stood up stubbornly.
One eye was also swollen.
But he is still standing.
Competitive fighting is extremely physically demanding. Even a professional boxer can only fight for three or four minutes in each round before entering a rest period.
Often by the last few rounds, both sides have long been exhausted, relying only on willpower and mental support.
Although Koichi Hahara had the absolute upper hand, such high-intensity exercise and blows, coupled with the fact that there was no time for rest and rehydration, made him gasp for air:
"Can you still fight?"
Meng Shaoyuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said what he had always wanted to say:
"I could fight all day like this!"
…
the fifth time!
Meng Shaoyuan was hit in the ring for the fifth time.
Li Zhifeng grabbed the white towel regardless.
This is not a competition, this is suicide!
"you dare!"
Wu Jingyi suddenly whispered harshly on the side:
Li Zhifeng hesitated for a moment, and finally slowly put down the white towel that represented surrender!
"Master, hold on."
Wu Jingyi said silently in her heart.
If you can survive, let's go home and I'll give you whatever you want to eat.
Remember, we had an agreement.
Live!
…
"Bagaya road!"
Han Yuanguang flew up into the air, went down from top to bottom, and hit Meng Shaoyuan in the face with a punch again.
Meng Shaoyuan fell for the seventh time!
As soon as Hikaru Hahara landed, no one could stand still, and he also fell to the ring.
His physical strength was also exhausted.
But he stood up quickly.
All around, there were almost crazy cries from the Japanese.
He looked at Meng Shaoyuan with some fear.
He was worried that Meng Shaoyuan would stand up again.
However, this time, Meng Shaoyuan did not get up.
Koichi Hahara felt relieved.
This time, Meng Shaoyuan really fell.
He turned around, clenched his fists, raised his arms, and accepted the cheers from his compatriots.
Then, he will give Meng Shaoyuan the final blow!
The most fatal blow!
Meng Shaoyuan must die!
The Chinese will not throw out that white towel!
The Chinese people present made no sound at all.
The cheers of the Japanese suddenly stopped, and a voice came from behind Koichi Hahara:
"Fuck, you've beaten enough, now it's my turn, right?"
