He strictly implemented the coach's tactics, wandering around McCall, mainly grabbing the opponent's right wing and suppressing the opponent's backhand punches.
Attack first when the opponent adjusts his pace. No matter whether he gets a valid blow or not, he retreats after hitting, and then immediately starts the next wave of attacks.
McCall's movement ability is another level slower than Michael Muller. Under Zhou Quan's fast movement, he is like a clumsy bull, while Zhou Quan is like a flexible matador.
"Two minutes into the first round, Iron Fist had already thrown fifty punches. For a heavyweight, this was a crazy number of punches. He once again launched a storm of attacks. McCall could only defend passively, with his face It has been beaten and swollen in many places." Williams roared excitedly.
"Iron Fist has received at least fifteen effective blows. On average, he can effectively hit his opponent once with three or four punches. His boxing skills are so accurate that no gap in defense can escape his attack." Chelsea was excited. typical.
There were ten seconds left in the first round. This time Zhou Quan still slid to the left, grabbing the opponent's right wing and suppressing the opponent's backhand.
Relying on his strong ability to resist punches, McCall, who was already extremely angry, almost let go of the fight and desperately used his back hand to swing back, which was a right swing.
Zhou Quan reacted instantly and dived down.
"Hit the air!"
Williams' roar also sounded instantly.
While floating down, Zhou Quan slid his left foot forward to the left again, grabbing McCall's right horizontal line in one step.
In the next moment, he twisted his waist and raised his arms, aimed at Oliver McCall's right rib, and fired a fierce right hook.
McCall desperately used his backhand to swing back. When Zhou Quan fired a right hook, his right arm had not been fully retracted, the frame had not been fully formed, and his elbow had not yet touched his right rib. There was a gap in his lower right ribs, and Zhou Quan's right hook aimed at the gap in his lower right ribs.
"Bang!"
Amidst the heavy blow, Zhou Quan punched McCall in the lower right rib.
"Well!"
McCall, who Lewis called the only person in history who has no pain nerves, couldn't help but groan in pain after taking the punch and took two steps back.
"Heavy hook! Heavy hook with the back hand! The iron fist successfully hit McCall's right rib!" Wells Chelsea roared sharply.
"Is McCall injured? He should be injured. The muscles in his ribs can't withstand the heavy punch of Iron Fist." Williams said excitedly.
On the ring, McCall escaped once and then held Zhou Quan's two punches, and the bell rang for the end of the first round.
"Beautiful! Tekken punched 65 times in the first round, and the effective hit rate reached 22 times, 33.8%. This is an extremely terrifying effective strike rate, so scary! Under Tekken's fast movement and precise strikes, the Bulls' defense It’s like a fiction.” Williams said excitedly.
"There were 22 effective blows, and the number of heavy blows reached three, one on the chin, one on the left cheek, and one on the right lower rib just now."
When Chelsea said this, the conversation changed and he said excitedly: "Iron Fist performed very powerfully and was very terrifying, but he could not defeat the boxing champion. Our bull, Oliver McCall, also performed terrifyingly.
He was hit so many times by the iron fist, but it was like being bitten by a mosquito a few times, with no reaction at all. His ability to resist the blows was terrifying.
I even have a feeling that even if he is hit by an iron fist one hundred times or two hundred times, and hit ten times, twenty times, and fifty times, he can still stand on the ring. He is really the undefeated boxing champion! "
Williams said excitedly: "But I still support Iron Fist, because he has not been hit by McCall once, and his dodge and movement abilities are too strong."
"Then can we say that when the iron fist is hit by McCall's heavy punch, the game ends?" Chelsea said with a smile.
"It's possible, haha!" Williams laughed.
"Just fight like this, Iron Fist, and you will knock him down sooner or later."
Under the bottom pillar, coach Hans warned seriously: "Never try to knock him down with a few heavy blows. He is nearly twenty kilograms heavier than you and stronger than a bull. You must use constant and effective blows to knock him down." He accumulated damage on his body, drained his blood, and finally knocked him down.
Remember, when flying a kite, he is the kite and you are the one who controls everything. You must control the distance between you and him, master the rhythm of offense and defense, and don't let him get involved. "
"How about it?"
Under the opposite post, McCall's coach touched his lower right rib.
There is redness and swelling there. This is muscle swelling and blunt injury after a heavy punch. But it is not clear whether there is any problem with the ribs. It is possible that the bones are cracked or fractured. The protective effect of the intercostal muscles is not strong. The protection of the ribs is mainly done by hugging. shelf.
"No problem, the bones shouldn't be broken."
McCall spat out these words through his teeth, and then roared like a wild beast: "I'm going to tear that bastard to pieces!"
"Be careful. He reacts too quickly and seizes your backhand. Don't hit hard with your backhand easily. If you get hit hard here again, you will be in trouble." The coach reminded.
"I know." McCall said impatiently.
In the front row under the ring, Bob Arum smiled and said to Don King easily: "Don, it seems that Iron Fist has a better chance."
Tang Jin said calmly: "Bob, what do you have to be happy about? He is not your boxer."
Bob Arum's expression froze. This was exactly what he regretted. Iron Fist did not invite his fighters to him, but only the promotion rights for this match.
He explained: “He didn’t sign a boxing contract, and Roger Philippe is not a boxing agent either, signing one fight after another.
This young man has many options and he plays golf well. I don't think he will sign a long-term contract in other projects except the NBA contract. "
Tang Jin also nodded regretfully. Zhou Quan's behavior gave him no chance to recruit Zhou Quan under his command.
"clang!"
The bell rings for round two.
In the 25th second, Zhou Quan once again seized the opportunity and used his fist to attract McCall's frame to the top, then followed up with a right uppercut that hit the opponent's chin.
"Heavy hit! Iron Fist hits McCall hard again!" Williams said excitedly.
It's a pity that Oliver McCall's iron jaw properties have fully exploded, and this heavy blow did not seem to affect him at all.
However, Oliver McCall, who was hit hard again, strengthened his defense, reduced his movements and attacks, and spent most of his time spinning around in the center of the ring.
He became a boxing target, with Zhou Quan biting him like a cheetah beside him. Since he was not mobile enough, he could only defend passively.
"Bang bang bang..."
Zhou Quan launched a storm-like attack. The attack direction was from left to right. His punches were fast, tricky, and extremely accurate. He kept bombarding McCall's body. Basically, he would get an effective hit every three or four punches. .
"clang!"
The bell rang to end the second round.
"With 75 punches, Iron Fist threw more punches in the second round than in the first round, a total of 140 punches, 45 effective hits, and an effective hit efficiency of 32.1%, including 5 heavy hits."
Chelsea reported some statistics and said with emotion: "McColl has become a real target for boxing. His face has been swollen in many places. If he continues to be beaten like this, he will fall sooner or later."
Williams nodded and said: "McColl must be consuming Iron Fist's physical energy. Iron Fist punches so much, and the physical energy consumption must be very high. Once he can't hit anymore, McCall's opportunity will be here. He only needs to seize the heavy blow." If you have a chance to hit, it’s very likely that you’ll KO with one punch.”
"It is indeed possible." Chelsea said.
Outside the ring, Holyfield shook his head and said: "Iron Fist throws too many punches. If the fight continues like this, he can only last five or six rounds at most, and the quality of his punches will drop significantly in the next few rounds. At that time, he will Would be more dangerous than McCall."
Lewis nodded and said: "It is very good if our heavyweight class can throw three to four hundred quality punches in twelve rounds."
"If the fight continues like this, Iron Fist may collapse first." Riddick Bowe said.
Tyson said: "When I was at my peak, I could hit more than 600 high-quality punches in twelve rounds, and I can do it now."
"Just brag." Holyfield said disdainfully.
"Fight with me and I will tell you with facts how many punches I can throw." Tyson said angrily.
Muhammad Ali and Maradona were sitting together and chatting.
"Diego, do you want to bet that Iron Fist guy can attack like this for at least five to six rounds?" Ali said with a smile.
Maradona smiled and said: "People will get tired, but I don't know boxing. I don't know how long the iron fist can last. But I also doubt that if McCall continues to endure like this, how long can he endure?"
Ali laughed and said: "Iron Fist doesn't have enough experience. He can actually throw fewer punches and use his steps to tease the opponent. His mobility can do this. He can even make the opponent McCall unable to see his shadow.
Then improve his punching accuracy and look for more opportunities to hit hard, so that he will be more efficient, consume less physical energy, and have a greater chance of winning. "
"clang!"
The bell rings for round three.
Zhou Quan still used the same offensive mode, using a storm of punches to completely swamp Oliver McCall.
McCall also tried to counterattack several times in this round, but Zhou Quan's dodge skills made all his hits empty. Then Zhou Quan counterattacked and hit four times, two of which hit the chin.
After the third round, McCall's face was completely swollen, his eyes were squinted, his nose, teeth, and left cheek were bleeding in three places, and the corners of his forehead were also swollen. He looked very... Embarrassed.
Zhou Quan's waves of explosive attacks never stopped shouting at the MGM Arena, and the atmosphere was very heated.
"78 punches were thrown in the third round, once again surpassing the second round. There were 218 punches in total in the three rounds, an average of 72.6 punches per round. There were 70 effective punches, and the effective hitting rate was 32.1%. The data may be different from the referee, but it is not It would be too different," Chelsea read.
Williams said seriously: "I bet that Iron Fist's attack will be even crazier in the next round."
Chelsea said: "Looking at this momentum, Iron Fist's goal should be to KO the opponent, knock down McCall before his physical energy is exhausted, and KO him."
"Of course, if it's a points contest or a superior decision, McCall has no chance of winning. He will definitely have to hit a KO hard to have a chance to win." Williams nodded.
Chelsea said with lingering fear: "With 70 effective hits and 23.3 effective hits per round, McCall will definitely go directly to the hospital after the game."
Williams nodded and said: "According to relevant statistics, Ali was hit on the head a total of 20,000 times throughout his career, including games and training."
Chelsea suddenly laughed and said: "Chamberlain of the NBA said that he killed 20,000 people in his entire career. I am referring to women. Oh, I really envy him!"
"Pfft, haha..."
Williams burst out laughing.
"This bastard, what are you doing to me?"
At Chamberlain's house, he couldn't help laughing and scolding, but looking at his expression, he was not angry, but rather proud.
"clang!"
The bell rang for the fourth round.
Zhou Quan's offense still maintained sufficient intensity and was still as stormy, but it did not increase the offensive intensity any further.
Oliver McCall's mobility was too poor and he couldn't keep up with Zhou Quan's rhythm. He was beaten so hard that he could only cling to the fight. He relied on his strong resistance to fight and just wandered around in the middle of the ring, rarely fighting. Attack with punches.
"Beep!"
Station referee Mills Lane couldn't bear it and gave Oliver McCall a warning without warning, telling him to step up his attack.
Three warnings are equivalent to one warning, and three warnings can disqualify the boxer from the competition.
But Oliver McCall ignored Lane's warning and still tried his best to protect himself from being hit hard by Zhou Quan again.
He knew in his heart that if he was hit by Zhou Quan a few more times, he might be knocked down.
"clang!"
The fourth round is over.
"75 punches were thrown in the fourth round, a total of 293 punches, a total of 85 effective strikes, an effective strike rate of 29%, and the efficiency is declining." Williams said.
Chelsea said with some dissatisfaction: "But this is because McCall is completely on the defensive. He has now turned into a turtle shell. Even the referee's warning cannot allow him to attack."
Williams said helplessly: "In fact, anyone facing an attack like Iron Fist could, perhaps would, make the same choice as him."
"Michael Tyson absolutely won't," Chelsea blurted.
Williams perked up and nodded immediately: "Yes, I really hope that Iron Fist and Iron Man will have a world boxing title defense battle. Their fight will be very exciting, and PPV sales will definitely break through to another level."
"It's now 3.2 million, exceeding Tyson's record by more than 400,000. This is already the limit." Chelsea said.
"clang!"
The bell rang for round five.
"McCall, attack! McCall, attack! McCall, attack..." At the MGM Arena, the boxing fans were very angry and shouted loudly.
"Box!"
The referee gave the order and the fifth round began.
(End of chapter)
