I went berserk in the movie world

Chapter 13 Explosive

Faced with Jiang Cheng's close-range attack, Song Sheng only gave way half a step, in order to create enough space to counterattack.

Then, with a quick grab, he twisted Jiang Cheng's right wrist as it came down with his claws, and dragged him backward.

At the same time, he raised his knee and rammed away the left claw that was attacking his ribs.

They're quite capable!

Jiang Cheng's expression remained unchanged, even though his right wrist was seized. His eyes flashed with even greater ferocity as he used his bridge hand to deflect the grip on his wrist, then with a flick of his left hand, he reached for Song Sheng's wide-open armpit:

Kid! Trying to fight me in close combat? I'll take a bone from you first!

Just as he was about to succeed, he suddenly heard a cold sneer.

A hint of ferocity flickered in Song Sheng's dark eyes:

You idiot, you've got a big head on your shoulders!

The next moment, Jiang Chengqian's lower body swayed as he thrust forward, and he suddenly felt a pain in his knee.

It was Song Sheng's side kick, delivered precisely to the inside of his knee, right after he raised his knee.

As Jiang Cheng stumbled, Song Sheng grabbed his right collarbone first!

In the rush, Jiang Cheng had no choice but to switch from offense to defense.

However, Song Sheng's dynamic vision was clearly better, and his offensive was more incisive.

Under the shifting balance of offense and defense, attacks are launched in succession.

Target the collarbone, under the ribs, the chest, the throat, and the cervical spine, and keep attacking!

Jiang Cheng made a careless move and was forced to retreat continuously in order to barely parry the attack!

After a few breaths, Song Sheng feinted and then delivered a close-range punch to Jiang Cheng's chest.

Short punches don't have much power.

Despite the pain, Jiang Cheng managed to grab Song Sheng's forearm as he threw a punch.

However, before he could catch his breath, the fist pressing against his chest pressed down slightly, the thumb hooked forward, and the fingertip pierced deeply into Jiang Cheng's heart!

This is the pig's hoof hammer from the Chi You Fist!

It was clearly visible that the joint of the thumb was almost embedded in the flesh of the heart.

Jiang Cheng's expression changed drastically. He felt a tightness in his chest and staggered backward as if he had lost his strength.

Song Sheng did not pursue, but instead withdrew his hand and opened his grip on the pincers.

There was a sudden uproar in the audience.

Not only in the first few rounds, but Jiang Cheng, who had won seven consecutive games, was also overwhelmed by a newcomer.

The key point is that the unfamiliar face's boxing stance was exactly the same as Jiang Cheng's original starting stance!

This is blatant mockery!

Jiang Cheng's expression shifted as he stared intently at Song Sheng's attack. Unable to contain his rage any longer, he roared, "You little bastard, I'll skin you alive tonight!!!"

"Impotent rage, huh? Looks like I overestimated you." Song Sheng met his gaze calmly, then suddenly exerted force with his feet and pounced out like a lion.

Jiang Cheng also met the challenge head-on without showing any weakness.

But he was injured after all, and his stubbornness alone wouldn't last many more rounds.

This is also why Song Sheng said he overestimated him.

He stopped just now instead of pressing his advantage, simply giving his opponent one last chance to make a dignified exit.

Unfortunately, he couldn't seize the opportunity!

Song Sheng no longer held back.

After only a few rounds, it suddenly stabbed into Jiang Cheng's left collarbone with its claw, and with its thumb, it forcefully hooked downwards.

Jiang Cheng's face paled even more!

However, before he could pry open Song Sheng's right hand from his grip, another claw dug through the skin and flesh into the ribcage below his ribs!

Large beads of sweat immediately appeared on Jiang Cheng's forehead. He tried to forcefully deflect the attack, but he had already lost his composure.

His right arm was easily and precisely captured by Song Sheng.

With a downward press, his wrist was also twisted behind his back, and with the force, his shoulder joint cracked!

Jiang Cheng kicked backward and struggled to leap out.

The next second, a large hand grabbed his shoulder blade from behind!

Even though Jiang Cheng tried his best to pull his shoulders back, his shoulder blades were still violently dislocated!

Jiang Cheng let out a painful roar, his eyes bloodshot, and desperately turned around to try and grab Song Sheng's throat with his other hand.

A slight chill appeared in Song Sheng's eyes:

It's really ugly.

He grabbed the other man's left wrist, lifted and twisted it outwards, and Jiang Cheng involuntarily straightened up.

Song Sheng took the opportunity to kick him under the armpit!

click!

Shoulder bone misalignment!

Jiang Cheng, covered in sweat, took two steps back.

Song Sheng slammed his foot down, leaping into the air and delivering a powerful kick that landed squarely on his opponent's chest.

Boom!

The impact was extremely powerful; the muffled thud in the chest caused the audience members closest to the scene to widen their eyes and involuntarily swallow.

On the field, Jiang Cheng, who looked like a rag doll, flew backwards with his toes almost leaving the ground!

He crashed into a corner of the ropes and wooden stakes surrounding the boxing ring.

Ultimately, relying on the simple ring design, he sat motionless on the edge of the ring with his head down, his bones dislocated in many places, and thick blood foam mixed with saliva dripping from his mouth and nose.

Song Sheng stood quietly in the center of the boxing ring, his body almost spotless.

The audience fell into a moment of deathly silence.

Immediately following was a sudden burst of noise that nearly blew the roof off.

"Oh ho—"

"Hey buddy, do you have to fight so hard?!"

"Liang Sheng, I love you to death!"

"I'm betting! I want to bet on him to keep playing! Haha, I've made a killing this time!"

Off the field, in an inconspicuous corner position.

Ah Hu, who was just lighting a cigarette, forgot to light it. He stared blankly at the figure on the boxing ring and muttered under his breath, "Damn it, it's just boxing, does it have to be so dramatic?"

Even though he had some expectation of this outcome, he didn't expect the process to unfold in such a one-sided way.

Especially that last kick, the force was a bit exaggerated...

Did Sister Pei expect this result?

The commotion in the audience took quite a while to subside, and even the announcer subconsciously stood in a corner, not in a hurry to announce the end of the match.

Instead, they first had someone carry the seriously injured and unconscious Jiang Cheng away for treatment; whether he would live or die was up to fate.

Song Sheng waved to the host, who came on stage and politely asked, "Mr. Song, what can I do for you?"

Song Sheng: "I think I won this match."

"certainly."

"When will you schedule my next match?"

"this--"

The host couldn't help but glance at the boxers in the rest area. As his gaze swept over them, their originally sharp eyes all lowered.

With such a powerful presence, how many of the boxers in the audience would dare to step onto the stage?

Seeing this, the host could only explain, "Ahem, Mr. Song, please calm down."

The scheduling of boxing matches is not determined by individual will; we cannot force a boxer to step into the ring unless both fighters agree simultaneously.

"How was the competition schedule arranged?"

"It will be done in the order of registration, and the boxers will be notified in advance. In addition, if a boxer challenges you, we will also inform you. If you agree, we will arrange the boxing match as soon as possible."

All this talk is actually to tell Song Sheng.

You're fighting way too damn high, none of the boxers in this arena want to fight you now.