On the ring, Zhou Quan was holding his arms, shaking constantly, approaching Muller, step by step, never stopping, his momentum was so sharp and extremely powerful that he only forced Muller to keep retreating.
Michael Tyson and several other world boxing champions had already left their seats and crowded under the ring.
"The style of play is indeed very similar to Michael's," Holyfield said loudly.
Tyson's eyes were bright. Judging from the approaching movement of the iron fist, he seemed to see himself in his youth. No matter how powerful his opponent was, he would always only move forward.
"Attack! Attack..."
The cheers in the stadium continued, one wave after another.
Zhou Quan advanced step by step, and with the roar of the stadium, as the second-time world boxing champion, Michael Mueller knew he could no longer retreat.
After being punched out of the ring by Foreman, he is now similar to Holyfield. They are both at the trough of their careers. If he does not take the initiative to attack, he will be spurned by boxing fans and his career may be over. He will really be forced to Retired.
When he retreated to the guardrail, he slid to the left, walked around to Zhou Quan's front right side, and struck out with a sudden jab. When Zhou Quan was dodging, he hit him with a heavy backhand punch.
Zhou Quan dived down quickly, dodged the opponent's rear hand and floated up while holding the frame with his left arm. Taking advantage of the upward movement, he twisted his waist and raised his arm, and hit the opponent's chin with a right hook.
"Hit the air! Hit the air..." Shacher roared continuously.
"Attack!" Winston also yelled.
"call!"
Muller threw his third punch and combined it with the two previous punches to form a combination.
"Bang!"
A flat hook from the front hand hit Zhou Quan's left arm hard.
"call!"
The next moment, Zhou Quan's counterattack arrived, a right uppercut that hit Mueller's chin with great accuracy.
When Muller saw that Zhou Quan not only refused to retreat, but instead fought back, he knew something was going to happen. At this time, his third flat uppercut hit the frame, and he immediately tilted his head back. The next moment, Zhou Quan's His right fist hit the tip of his nose and missed.
"so close!"
He immediately took a step back and then slid around, ending the contact.
"Oh, it missed! Iron Fist's counterattack also missed! Hammer is really experienced, otherwise this uppercut hit his chin, and he might have been directly KO." Shacher roared excitedly.
"Facing Muller's combination punch attack, Iron Fist did not flinch. Instead, he counterattacked in time, blocking the opponent's combination punch attack. Attack against attack is the best defense." Winston also shouted very excitedly.
"This kid has a lot of skills," Michael Tyson said.
"No worse than a hammer," Lewis said.
In the first minute of the first round, the two sides had three contacts, all of which were Zhou Quan's active attacks. The Mu Xie's defensive counterattack style was already obvious.
"There were no effective strikes. The first round was just a test. Although Iron Fist kept approaching and took the initiative to attack, the intensity was not high." Shacher said.
"Hammer is very cautious when facing Iron Fist!" Winston said.
"He can no longer afford to lose. If he loses to Tekken, a newcomer and crossover player, again tonight, he will have no choice but to retire like Tyson and David Tua Jr.," Schacher said.
After a minute of testing, Zhou Quan finally touched something of Mueller's.
This kind of actual combat is the fastest way to understand the opponent. For him, who has little boxing experience, especially when his opponent Muller is the world boxing champion for the second time, defeating Holyfield, this is a necessary test. You can't attack with force as soon as you come up.
At 71 seconds of the first round, he once again grabbed the fight and approached Michael Muller with an extremely majestic, sharp and unstoppable momentum.
Müller took a step back and another step around, but this time he found he couldn't break away from the contact.
Zhou Quan no longer allowed Muller to get away from him and bit the opponent with faster movement.
His mobility actually far exceeds that of his opponent. He has top mobility in the NBA, not to mention that his opponent is a guy who weighs nearly 10 kilograms more than him?
He also has a neurological reaction speed of 96. It is simply impossible for Muller to get rid of him, just like David Tua cannot get rid of him.
Muller shook off the defeat and used a jab to try to block Zhou Quan's pursuit.
But Zhou Quan made a slight dodge, allowing his opponent to hit the air, and then hit his opponent's right temple with an extremely sharp left uppercut.
Muller is left-handed, and his left fist is the first mover. The jab is also a left-handed punch. When the jab is thrown, of course there is no arm on the left side. When Zhou Quan punches, the left frame has no time to catch it, and he is punched. Hit.
"Bang!"
The moment before he was hit, he moved his head based on his experience. After releasing the force in time, it was not hit hard and it was not considered a heavy blow. He then immediately retreated to avoid Iron Fist's combination punch attack.
"Hit!" Schacher shouted.
"Combo punch!" Winston shouted excitedly at the same time.
How could Zhou Quan allow Mueller to escape? He quickly followed up with another fierce straight punch, hitting the gap between his opponent's arms.
"Bang!"
Muller only felt his arms falling apart and almost being opened. He could only retreat again, slide and run, speeding up to get rid of Zhou Quan's pursuit.
"What the hell!"
Seeing Michael Muller almost running away from him, Zhou Quan would have cursed out loud if he hadn't been biting his mouth guard.
"The punching power is too weak!"
"The punch is not powerful enough!"
"If the iron fist weighs 100 kilograms, this punch will definitely open the hammer's holding frame, and the hammer will not be able to escape."
"I suggest Tekken give up the NBA, gain weight to 100 to 105 kilograms, and concentrate on boxing. You can definitely dominate the heavyweight class."
Shacher and Winston expressed regret.
"It's too much."
In New York, David Stern was a little annoyed after hearing the words of the two commentators.
He has a hidden worry. After Zhou Quan won the championship for the second time, more and more media in the United States targeted him. It is easy to say that he will fail next season. If he wins the championship again next season, Zhou Quan will definitely hit the three consecutive championships in the dynasty. Then North America The media should be targeting Zhou Quan like crazy, and in that case, if Zhou Quan is forced to leave the NBA, it will be a huge loss for the NBA.
Zhou Quan is no better than Jordan. Although Jordan also likes other sports, such as baseball and golf, he does not have the cross-border talent of Zhou Quan. If Zhou Quan is forced by the media, he may choose other sports, such as choosing the most popular sports. Professional boxing as his main project.
He knows very well that the popularity of heavyweight professional boxing in the world far exceeds that of the NBA. With the boxing strength Zhou Quan has shown now, he should be able to occupy a place in the heavyweight boxing ring.
The first round continues at the MGM Arena, with Zhou Quan once again closing in on Michael Mueller. He is becoming more and more familiar with Muller's style of play, including the opponent's movement habits and so on.
Michael Mueller found it increasingly difficult to shake off his iron fist, which left him with a strong sense of danger.
"call!"
With a quick right slide, Zhou Quan was the first to block the bypassing Muller for a moment, and hit him with a heavy right hand, fanning the attack surface, forcing Muller to dive and dodge.
"Hit the air!"
In the next moment, he twisted his waist and raised his arm, and hit the diving Muller with a left uppercut.
"Bang!"
Mueller could only hold on tight to the armrest, but Zhou Quan hit the armbar with a well-prepared punch, causing the armrest to fall apart, revealing Muller's chin hidden inside.
Muller quickly retreated, and at the same time tightened the left and right arms toward the middle, trying to close the center door again to protect his fragile chin.
He knew that Iron Fist's next attack would be his chin.
But the next moment, while twisting his waist and waving his arms, Zhou Quan once again hit a heavy right hand.
"Oops!"
Seeing the shadow of a fist coming from the corner of his left eye, Muller couldn't help but feel stunned, and his upper body subconsciously accelerated and leaned back along with the retreat of his feet.
But due to misjudgment, his reaction was slow.
Zhou Quan had everything planned. The first right swing forced Muller to dive, the second left hook forced the opponent to strengthen the protection of his chin, and the third right swing hit the gap above the opponent, for example, due to strengthening the protection of the chin. , the temples and cheeks exposed above.
"Bang!"
The moment Michael Mueller fell back, a heavy swing hit him, making him groan. He was punched in the left temple, his head was hit to the right, and foam splattered at the mouth.
"Oh oh oh……"
The MGM Arena echoed with the roars of excitement from countless boxing fans.
"Hit! Heavy blow! Hit Mueller hard with an iron fist..." At the same time, Schacher roared excitedly in the HBO commentary box.
Amid his roar, Muller, who was already dizzy, took a step back again and pressed his back against the guardrail rope. At this time, Zhou Quan approached again and landed another heavy straight punch from behind.
"Bang!"
The panting Muller hugged the frame to defend, observing Zhou Quan's offense through the gap between the arms with his eyes, and also observed Zhou Quan from both sides with his peripheral vision.
"Bang!"
With a left uppercut, Zhou Quan was hit by the opponent's hold.
Two consecutive punches, plus the three punches just now, Zhou Quan fired five punches in a row, including one that hit the opponent hard, forcing the opponent to the edge of the guardrail.
At this time, he took a small half step back and opened a little distance. Instead of continuing to attack, he took a deep breath to increase his blood oxygen concentration.
Continuous hitting is an anaerobic exercise while holding your breath. The instant physical energy consumption is very huge. If you don't adjust your breathing, you may not be able to kill your opponent in one wave. Once the physical energy is exhausted and you have to stop attacking, you will easily be defeated. The opponent counterattacks.
Moreover, the power of his punches is not very strong. Although he hit the opponent's left and right temples twice, he can't just go all out and dream of killing a powerful opponent with force.
Therefore, it is crucial for the offense to grasp the rhythm.
Taking this opportunity, Muller slid to the right, trying to get rid of Zhou Quan.
He did not take the opportunity to counterattack because his back was against the guardrail and his position was too passive. He had to get rid of his opponent first and then counterattack.
And he only needed two steps. In less than half a second, he only had to go around Zhou Quan's side, and that's when he would counterattack.
But just as Muller was sliding, Zhou Quan had finished taking a deep breath, moved a step to the left at a faster speed, and forced his opponent to the guardrail again.
The next moment, the attack started again.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Use a jab to stop the opponent's movement, then take a small step forward, and then follow up with a backhand diagonal hook, forcing Muller into a passive defensive state.
Next, holding his breath, Zhou Quan's combination of punches began.
A right flat hook, a left uppercut, a right swing, and then a left uppercut, four consecutive combination punches that hit the gap between Mueller's arms accurately, forcing Mueller to block with the left and right, but However, more gaps were exposed, and the holding frame was completely messed up. Muller had to dive down significantly to reduce the defensive area.
At this moment, Zhou Quan fired his fifth punch.
"Right hook!" Winston roared.
"Bang!"
Muller, who was diving heavily, was punched again on his left temple and was knocked to the ground.
"Stop!"
The stage manager rushed forward and pushed Zhou Quan away.
"oh!"
The entire MGM Arena instantly resounded with overwhelming roars. Following this heavy blow, the boxing fans' emotions reached a high level of excitement. Adrenaline spewed out crazily like an open faucet.
"oh!"
Zhou Quan ran to the neutral corner and raised his right fist that knocked down his opponent towards countless boxing fans, causing the decibel level of the shouts to skyrocket again.
"Knockdown! This is another heavy blow! The third effective blow of Iron Fist, the second hit on the left temple..." Shacher's roar also sounded.
"At 144 seconds of the first round, Iron Fist hit his opponent hard for the second time and knocked down his opponent. Former world boxing champion Michael Mueller, who won the title for the second time, can he still get up? Does he still have a chance to win the title for the third time? ?" Winston's roar sounded then.
"Michael, get up!"
"Get up, Michael!"
Michael Muller's coaches and assistants yelled at Muller in the audience and kept slapping the ring floor.
"Shet! I was afraid I was going to lose again this time, but luckily I only bet 100,000." Michael Jordan cursed secretly when he saw Michael Muller being knocked down.
Buckley next to him laughed. If Mueller lost, he would only lose $40,000. The important thing is that he finally won.
"You should be able to get up." Under the ring, Riddick Bowe stared at Michael Muller for a moment, and then said with certainty.
"The Iron Fist weighs too little and doesn't punch hard enough," Tyson said.
"This kid's dodge ability is so good! Mueller can't hit him." Forman said enviously.
"That's because he has a particularly good sense of space, and his fists are all brushed, which is conducive to quickly launching a counterattack." Lewis said.
"Combination punches are also good," Holyfield said.
"The power of heavy punches is not enough, and no matter how bad the combination punch is, what else can he fight?" Michael Tyson said.
At this time, the referee's countdown reached the 7th second, and Michael Muller finally got up.
After he stood up, he shook his head and shed a lot of sweat.
Seeing Muller's action, the referee frowned, but it was hard to say anything. Delaying time was a boxer's tactic.
He first checked Muller's condition and asked Muller to count his fingers. After there was no problem, he could only take a rag to wipe the floor because there was a lot of sweat on the stage. After wiping, the bell to end the first round also rang.
Muller breathed a sigh of relief and sat back at the bottom post. The coach and assistants had already climbed up.
His left and right temples were hit hard once each, and his left temple was hit twice. Both were swollen. It was not too serious, but it was still swollen by half a centimeter. The injuries were not serious, but Zhou Quan's seriousness The striking power is actually not small, and the explosive power is very strong, but it is not powerful enough to KO with one punch.
The assistant wiped the Vaseline on, and the coach began to lay out tactics.
"Michael, be careful of his approach. That kid moves much faster than you. You have to get rid of him in time."
"I didn't defend well in the first round. I suffered two heavy blows. I can't let him hit me hard again."
"You have to take advantage of your left-handedness, use your right hand to suppress his back hand, and use your own back hand to hit him. Only in this way can you have a chance to get a big hit, do you understand?"
"clear."
"Use your jab more often to press his back hand, and don't hit him too close. This way you don't have to get too close to him, which will be safer and make it easier to get away from him."
On the opposite side, Hans said to Zhou Quan, "Tie Fist, you did a good job, you got three effective hits, two of them were heavy hits.
Next, he should guard very tightly to avoid taking more heavy blows from you, so you have to be more patient.
In the first round, it has been proven that his mobility is inferior to yours, so for the next play, you have to do the same as you played against David Tua last time, fly his kite and take the initiative in offense and defense, so that you can win more reliably. he.
In addition, be careful with his backhand. Once he counterattacks and there is a possibility of a combination of punches, use your movement advantage to get rid of him immediately.
If he is not as fast as you, he will definitely look for opportunities to hit you hard. Otherwise, he will definitely lose in the point comparison, so you have to be careful. As long as you don't get knocked out by him, you will definitely win. "
Under the ring, Zeng Li looked at Zhou Quan from the ring. Although Zhou Quan had the advantage just now, she was still very worried.
"Don't worry, Ahri, I will win."
Zhou Quan noticed Zeng Li at his feet, smiled, and stretched out his left fist.
"Um."
Zeng Li couldn't help but laugh, and also touched his little fist.
"clang!"
The bell rings for round two.
"Box!"
The referee gave the order and the game started.
(End of chapter)
