Chapter 62 Black Dragon is dumbfounded, boxing style changes randomly
Chapter 62 Black Dragon is dumbfounded, boxing style changes randomly
As the bell ringing the end of the first round echoed in the boxing ring, Luo Hao and Hei Long each retreated to their corners, like two beasts after a battle, recovering their strength during a short rest.
As soon as Luo Hao sat down, Manager Yagi quickly stepped forward and began to give him a detailed muscle relaxation massage.
His hands moved among Luo Hao's muscles like a nimble dancer, relaxing his tense muscles.
Chairman Kamogawa walked up to Luo Hao, handed him a bottle of water, and had a satisfied smile on his face: "Kid, your performance in the first round was really impressive. The effect of the special training is obvious. The whole audience was shocked by your performance.
In the next round, just keep this momentum, relax and face it with a normal mind. "
In a corner of Kondo Boxing Gym, the coach was squatting in front of Heilong, analyzing with a serious face: "Heilong, it seems that you haven't fully adapted to his fighting style. You were a little passive in the first round.
But this is not your fault. After all, that guy has been hiding his strength so that the outside world cannot figure out his true colors.
I can only say that old man Kamogawa is too cunning and has been throwing smoke bombs all the time."
Hearing this, Hei Long just smiled faintly. He sprayed a mouthful of water into his mouth, and then spit it out suddenly, as if spitting out all his worries and uneasiness: "Coach, don't worry.
I've begun to understand his boxing style.
In the next round, he won’t be able to perform as well as he did in the first round.”
"when!"
The bell rang to start the second round.
The coach of Kondo Boxing Gym quickly stuffed the mouthpiece into Heilong's mouth and said, "Go ahead, show him some color!"
"Round 2!" the referee announced loudly.
"Fight!" With this order, Luo Hao and Heilong fought again in the center of the boxing ring.
Heilong's punching speed is as fast as ever. He once again uses a combination of two jabs, a swing punch and a hook punch.
This set of boxing techniques was performed smoothly in his hands.
Luo Hao was like a nimble cheetah, shuttling through the black dragon's fist shadows, with his afterimage flying.
However, as the game progressed, Luo Hao's originally confident expression gradually became solemn.
He found that Black Dragon's punching timing was constantly adjusting, as if he had been able to capture his rhythm.
This feeling shocked him: "Could he really predict my punching pattern?
What kind of ability is this?"
"Shhhhhh!"
The Black Dragon's fists became more and more fierce, and every attack made Luo Hao feel more and more pressured.
“Swoosh…swoosh…swoosh…swoosh…”
On the boxing ring, the two figures intertwined and the wind from their fists whistled.
Aoki, Kimura, Itagaki and others in the audience noticed the changes on the field.
Aoki frowned and whispered to Kimura and Itagaki beside him: "Do you feel that Black Dragon's punches are getting faster? It seems that Luo Hao is getting more and more exhausted."
Kimura's eyes were fixed on the duel on the ring. He expressed his opinion in a deep voice: "Hei Long's punching speed has not really increased, but his punching timing has become more and more precise, and each punch is in line with Luo Hao's rhythm.
He is gradually adapting, like a hunter patiently looking for flaws in his prey."
Upon hearing this, Itagaki's lips curled up slightly, "Very accurate analysis!
However, the turning point of this game has already appeared. Black Dragon's control is gradually increasing, and the balance of victory and defeat seems to have begun to tilt.
Next, it depends on how the old president adjusts his tactics and turns the tide."
After saying this, he folded his arms across his chest, his expression revealing a bit of arrogance, as if everything was under his control.
Aoki and Kimura looked at each other, a hint of disdain flashed in their eyes, they turned their heads away, unwilling to waste any more words with this arrogant guy.
Beside the boxing ring, President Kamogawa frowned and clenched his fists. He whispered to himself, "Hei Long's punches have already matched the rhythm of Luo Hao's pendulum-like swings. If this continues, Luo Hao's chances of winning... are probably slim."
"Swish!" The black dragon's fist shadow roared.
Luo Hao's figure flashed quickly on the boxing ring. He tried his best to dodge Heilong's continuous jabs. However, he failed to completely avoid the next swift straight punch.
"boom!"
The Black Dragon's fist hit Luo Hao's face hard. Although it didn't hit him completely, Luo Hao lost his balance due to the high speed.
"Clap! Clap!"
Luo Hao staggered back a few steps and finally fell to the ground.
The audience was in an uproar when they saw this, and the commentator's voice rang out instantly: "Black Dragon hits his opponent! Luo Hao falls to the ground!"
The Black Dragon stood in front of Luo Hao, looking down at him with cold eyes. The humiliation of being looked down upon by his opponent made Luo Hao feel a strong struggle and unyielding spirit.
He wanted to stand up immediately and prove his strength.
However, just as he was about to stand up, the referee quickly rushed to him and began to count: "1!"
At the same time, President Yachuan’s voice rang in Luo Hao’s ears: “Little boy, don’t be in a hurry to get up!
Adjust your breathing and rhythm on the ground first, count to eight and then stand up! "
Luo Hao took a deep breath and tried to calm his inner turmoil.
He looked at Zhang Siya and Sister Meili in the distance and found that they were staring at him nervously, their eyes full of concern and encouragement.
He smiled at them, indicating that he was fine.
"5, 6, 7, 8"
Luo Hao bumped his fists together and stood up quickly.
When the referee on the field saw Luo Hao standing up, he immediately asked: "Can you still play?"
Luo Hao nodded heavily to the referee on the field, "I can play, no problem!"
The match continued. At the same time, Chairman Kamogawa's voice sounded behind Luo Hao: "Luo Hao, change your stance immediately. Use the 'Philadelphia Shell' stance that you learned from Itagaki. Then use the flash punch to interfere with Black Dragon. Make sure to punch frequently."
The Black Dragon, who couldn't wait to launch a counterattack, rushed forward ferociously like a bird of prey. However, Luo Hao's boxing mode changed instantly, and the Black Dragon was once again in a dilemma.
At the same time, Luo Hao's lightning jabs fell like a group of meteors, hitting the black dragon quickly and densely.
"Bang bang bang bang bang..."
After enduring a dozen of Luo Hao's violent jabs, the Black Dragon had to retreat.
At this moment, Heilong has been beaten speechless. Luo Hao's boxing style is so unpredictable, which is only seen in very few boxers.
Most boxers will practice one boxing style to the pinnacle and would never switch between several boxing styles as frequently as Luo Hao.
They worry that by confusing their opponents they will also confuse themselves.
After all, when practicing several different boxing styles at the same time, compatibility issues may arise.
Once different boxing styles are mixed up, not only will the reaction movements of muscle memory be wrong, but the entire boxer's rhythm will also be disrupted, and the boxer will basically be useless.
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