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Chapter 61 This Ticket is Worth the Price
The Black Dragon dodged Luo Hao's fierce uppercut like a ghost.
He was agile and after taking a step forward, he attacked with his left and right hands in succession. Two hooks cut through the air like lightning and went straight to Luo Hao's head.
"Swish!"
The wind from the fists whistled like two invisible wind blades interweaving in the air, making people shudder.
In the audience, everyone gasped; they could feel the sharpness of the punch.
There was a flash of shock in Luo Hao's eyes. The speed of this punch was not inferior to that of Senior Itagaki at his peak.
But he did not feel the slightest fear in his heart; instead, he felt an indomitable fighting spirit.
He took a deep breath, pushed the speed of his pendulum-like swing to the extreme, and displayed the results of his special training to the audience vividly.
"Whoosh... whoosh... whoosh..."
Luo Hao's body shuttled across the field like a phantom, his figure swinging left and right at high speed leaving behind a trail of afterimages, and he shuttled flexibly among the Black Dragon's fist shadows that were as dense as an old forest and as sharp as the wind.
He moved forward bravely without any intention of retreating.
The audience's eyes followed the two people closely, and they were extremely shocked.
Is this level really just a four-round rookie elimination match?
They almost doubted their eyes and wondered if they were hallucinating.
"Is this really what I am seeing?" The commentator's voice echoed in the stadium, but the audience had no time to respond. They were completely conquered by this visually impactful scene.
"Shhhhh!"
"Whoosh... whoosh... whoosh..."
In this fierce confrontation, Luo Hao relied on his extraordinary speed and skills to gradually suppress the Black Dragon to the edge of the rope circle.
At this moment, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and suddenly he twisted his waist and shoulders to accumulate power. After the uppercut was fully charged, it went straight to the black dragon's jaw silently.
However, Black Dragon seemed to have foreseen the situation. He placed his hands under his chin like an iron wall and blocked the attack steadily.
"boom!"
Although the punch was blocked, the air wave caused by the punch force surged out like a huge wave, causing the air around the two people to tremble slightly.
The audience was shocked by the huge noise, and they came back to their senses from the shock, their eyes once again focused on the two figures on the field.
"Can yellow people really throw such an uppercut?" an audience member whispered with some surprise and doubt.
“If you’re accidentally hit by this uppercut, I’m afraid... the outcome will be decided by just one punch.” Some viewers pondered secretly, with a bit of awe in their eyes.
"This ticket is such a steal!" Another audience member shouted, his voice filled with excitement.
They had never seen such an intense boxing match. Every attack and defense seemed like a battle between life and death.
"Swish, swish, swish!" The Black Dragon's fist was as sharp as a knife, and every time he swung his fist, there was a sharp sound of breaking wind.
Luo Hao and Hei Long were like two whirlwinds, fighting each other on the boxing ring.
"Swoosh... whoosh... whoosh..." Luo Hao's figure was as fast as the wind, constantly shuttling back and forth on the boxing ring, trying to find Luo Hao's flaws.
However, the Black Dragon's defense was so tight that Luo Hao had no chance to attack.
In this high-speed offensive and defensive battle, the physical strength of both men was rapidly declining.
Luo Hao and Hei Long both knew that they could not sustain four full rounds in such a high-speed mobile battle.
They were all looking for opportunities to defeat the other side in one fell swoop.
"Shit!" Black Dragon thought to himself. He suddenly found himself being forced to the edge of the rope.
He knew that if he continued like this, Luo Hao would find the flaw and break through his defense sooner or later.
"We can't go on like this!" A hint of determination flashed in the Black Dragon's eyes.
He took a deep breath, rushed forward, and confronted Luo Hao head-on.
He tried to push Luo Hao back a little and escape from the ropes.
However, Luo Hao is no ordinary person.
When he saw the black dragon rushing towards him, he lowered his body, pressed close to it, and then continuously hit the black dragon's ribs with oblique hooks.
Although the Black Dragon lowered his upper body, Luo Hao's attack was too fierce, making him overwhelmed.
He could only lower his arms to protect his ribs, desperately blocking Luo Hao's punches while looking for opportunities to counterattack.
"Bang, bang, bang!" The sounds of punches rang out one after another in the boxing ring, and every collision was terrifying.
The Black Dragon only felt that Luo Hao's attack was as continuous as a storm, making it difficult for him to breathe.
"It's so troublesome!" Black Dragon groaned in his heart.
He found himself being held tightly by Luo Hao, and it was difficult to break free, just like being stuck by a piece of taffy.
He knew he had to find an opportunity to fight back or he would be defeated sooner or later.
At this moment, Black Dragon suddenly discovered Luo Hao's flaw - the gap between the two gloves.
A gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly threw a standing uppercut from the gap and hit Luo Hao's jaw!
[Popular Science: The standing hook is actually a 90-degree rotation of the traditional hook. The traditional hook is when the palm of the fist faces yourself, while the internal hook is when the palm of the fist faces the side.
The purpose of the vertical hook punch is to use a smaller striking surface to break through the opponent's defensive gap. 】
When Black Dragon threw this punch, the air seemed to condense.
Luo Hao felt an unprecedented sense of oppression, and a layer of fine cold sweat instantly appeared on his forehead.
He knew very well that if he was hit by this punch, he would probably fall to the ground and be counted by the referee immediately.
"Shh!"
Just when the Black Dragon's fist was about to touch Luo Hao's face, Luo Hao shook his body, skillfully swung his arms back, and barely avoided the fatal blow.
He exhaled a long breath of foul air, which was the release of tension and pressure.
As soon as Luo Hao's suppression loosened slightly, Black Dragon immediately slid sideways to escape from the dangerous position at the edge of the rope.
Black Dragon's boxing fans in the audience shouted that it was a pity, "Even at such a close distance, Luo Hao still dodged that fatal uppercut. It's really a pity."
After hearing this, Luo Hao's boxing fans expressed their disdain, "What nonsense! It should be said that Hei Long was lucky to escape from the ropes, otherwise he might have been knocked down by Luo Hao!"
"Stop being so arrogant. After this game is over, come and challenge me off the field. I'll give you a good head-on repair to see if there's anything wrong with it."
At this time, Aoyama Daisuke, who was waving the flag, put down the flag in his hand and shouted: "Hey! Can I understand what you just said as a provocation to all Luo Hao's boxing fans? If you want to fight, I'm here to fight you anytime!"
When the man saw Aoyama Daisuke's 190cm tall body full of muscular muscles, he was so scared that he didn't dare to say a word and lowered his head.
On the ring, Luo Hao and Hei Long were fighting again. A fist blew across Luo Hao's face. "What's going on? Hei Long's fist seems to be able to touch me gradually. Is Hei Long gradually adapting to my pendulum-like swing?"
Luo Hao was shocked by this idea.
"when!"