Chapter 352 Tang Long's Smile

The huge gymnasium once again fell into silence. For more exciting novels, please visit q.e

Wang Hanchao, who had already sat down, stood up again, while Wu Xiong had a dignified expression.

Different from Wang Hanchao and Wu Xiong's reaction, Ouyang Qingqing and Su Xue were delighted. Of course, if Wang Zhu just stood up, the group of women would never be happy. The reason why everyone was happy was because of the naughty and wretched smile on the corner of Wang Zhu's mouth.

Anyone who is familiar with Wang Zhu knows that whenever Wang Zhu has that wretched smile on his face, he must be winning.

Seeing Wang Zhu standing up staggeringly, the expression on the face of the former world boxing champion Martin, who had always been calm, also became dignified.

No one knows the power of his fists better than Martin himself.

Martin believes that even the most famous boxer in history will definitely lose his fighting power after receiving these two punches.

The boxers killed by Martin in the ring can't be counted with one hand, and the destructive and lethal power of his fists can be seen.

"Come on, I am Wang Stupid Invincible!"

Wang Zhu giggled and made a provocative gesture of raising his middle finger towards Martin.

Martin was enraged.

In Martin's view, his opponent was Anthony, definitely not the little-known little man in front of him, but it was this little man who stood up after being knocked down twice.

Although Martin didn't look at Anthony on the side of the rostrum, he almost felt the ridicule in Anthony's eyes, and he couldn't bear this kind of ridicule.

Of course, Martin didn't know, Anthony didn't laugh, but frowned.

No one knows Martin better than Anthony, because, for a long time, Martin was Anthony's goal, and this goal continued until Martin retired. However, when Anthony heard that Martin was back in boxing, his goal began to burn. , he was always looking for opportunities, but he never thought that he would meet Martin in this small city of C.

Anthony believes that this trip to City C will be the most glorious match in his life, because the former world boxing champion will be knocked down in the ring by him.

In order to defeat Martin, Anthony spent a lot of time studying Martin, every game of Martin,

He watched over and over again, including Martin's training video, and Anthony would not let it go. He even turned over the video of Martin's earlier competition in the black boxing market.

Anthony knew everything about Martin, his footwork, his punches, his tactics, his strength.

Because of Anthony's familiarity with Martin, when the young man stood up for the second time in the ring, his inner shock was undeniable.

Anthony believed that he would not be able to withstand Martin's all-out punch.

In the arena, if one is careless, one punch will determine the world. This shows how terrifying the boxer's strength is.

Usually, the strength of a boxer has reached more than 500 kilograms, like Tyson's left fist is 500 kilograms, and his right fist is as high as 800 kilograms. The human head cannot bear such a powerful force at all, and many boxers are beaten. There are too many cases of vegetative state.

The obscene smile on the corner of Wang Zhu's mouth caught Anthony's attention. That smile seemed familiar.

Suddenly, Anthony remembered a person——Tang Long.

When Anthony was fifteen, his coach, Pete Arbins, pulled out a photo. In the photo, a Chinese man with a strong body and fierce eyes was sweeping and kicking an iron pillar. "He's 'Tang Long', the most vicious guy I've ever seen." He raised his arm with difficulty, the muscles of which had atrophied. "This is his masterpiece. To be honest, I am very lucky to be able to walk out of the boxing ring alive after fighting him." At that time, Abins weighed 122 kilograms, while "Tang Long" was only 91 kilograms. Going on the field like chopping wood and sweeping Albins to the ground. His "big axe" had cut down opponents 96 times, and Arbins was the only one of these men who later came to life. This is an unprecedented record in boxing history.

"Tang Long"'s real name is Frank Chen, his Chinese name is Chen Jinsheng, and he was born in Hsinchu, Taiwan. Although he likes to call himself "Tang Long", the fighters call him "Shark". No nickname is enough to describe his ferocity. Although Chen's reputation is not as good as Kate Slinder, Anthony Marcus and others, this is mostly because his boxing career is too short. But the boxing world has recognized his reign as one of the darkest in boxing history. Chen is a boxer with equally prominent weaknesses and strengths. It is fair to say that his attack was the strongest of the entire twentieth century. If it weren't for his poor physical strength, Chen might have been playing until he was 50 years old. Of all his winning games, none lasted more than four minutes. Even the strongest fighters looked weak against Chen. Even fleeing, it is difficult to avoid his sharp "big axe".

Chen was born into a martial arts family, his father was proficient in Chinese Kung Fu, and Chen received strict training from an early age. But different from his father, Chen was brave and fierce since he was a child, and he liked fierce moves. "I always go for the cleanest and most effective moves. There are only 24 hours in a day, and I don't have time to practice those soft things." My father was very surprised by the content of his exercises, because his fighting was purely about killing people. Chen is also merciless when competing with others. He believes that the rules and regulations in Kung Fu competitions are "very stupid, and they are to protect the weak." When he was 12 years old, he almost killed his opponent in a martial arts competition, and his reputation has been discredited ever since. Chen started to fight black market boxing, and his "big axe" terrified even black market fighters who were used to fighting. Many black market boxers are even ready to hire gunmen to kill him. Later, Chen's father was shot and killed inexplicably, which is very likely related to this. Chen frantically killed six people he suspected were murderers, and then came to the United States.

Chen said that he was "full of hatred" and had a desire to destroy. Even those who spoke to him were often stunned by the ferocity in his words and eyes. But his daily life is very regular. As if he was born for fighting, apart from eating and resting, he trains crazily every day. He doesn't smoke, drink, or have any bad habits, because he wants to be in the best physical condition at all times. Chen attaches great importance to the training of strength and hitting power. He does high-intensity squat exercises every day and uses the hardest objects to practice kicking. This is how the sharp "big axe" is trained. But he doesn't like aerobic training, rarely runs and climbs steps...

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Tang Long's life was short but brilliant. Although in the end he was killed in the ring by his opponent's despicable and shameless running tactics, he became an unsurpassable myth in the black boxing competition. When he ruled the black boxing ring, he was also called In the darkest period of boxing, many amazingly talented fighters were beaten to death by him. He was like a huge harvester, harvesting underground black boxers to wither talents in a very short period of time.

Of course, Anthony didn't think that Wang Chu, who was easily defeated by Martin, was as powerful as Tang Long. He just felt that the smiles of Wang Chu and Tang Long on the ring were very similar - full of a confident smile that would win.

Anthony automatically ignored the wretchedness in Wang Zhu's smile.

Facing Wang Zhu who stood up again and pressed him step by step, Martin was surprisingly angry.

There is no doubt that the two blows did not knock out his opponent, which was an insult to Martin and a great shame for his boxing career.

This time, Martin took the lead in attacking. Moreover, his attack this time was not his fist, but his foot.

Without any warning, Martin hit the opponent's head with a powerful high kick, causing Wang Zhu to fall to the ground like a felled tree.

The screaming audience fell silent again.

Everyone is sad for the stupid king.

Anthony, who was sitting on the rostrum, tensed up all his muscles. He was not shocked by Wang Zhu being knocked down. In his opinion, it was not surprising that Martin knocked down Wang Zhu. What surprised him was that Martin would actually attack with his legs. You know, Martin is a boxer, not a kickboxer. Many boxers will never learn to attack with their legs in their lives.

It seems that Martin did not ignore the training habits he developed during the black boxing period because of the regular group arena.

In order to quickly end this humiliating battle, the enraged Martin did not hesitate to expose his hidden strength.

Once again Martin was disappointed.

Just when Martin thought the battle was over, Wang Zhu got up again. Compared with the last time, he turned over and got up more neatly this time. It seemed that the fatal blow didn't hurt him at all.

Of course, people still saw that Martin did a lot of harm to Wang Chu, because his head was swollen like a pig's head.

No applause.

No screams.

There were no shouts.

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The huge stadium became audible, and all the spectators stood up, their eyes filled with unbelievable and indescribable expectations.

Liu Da Wuhu even opened his mouth wide, with a dull expression on his face.

But at this moment, the competitions in the other two arenas were unexpectedly suspended, and the eyes of the players who had been playing in full swing all fell on Wang Zhu's arena.

Whether it is a layman or an insider, it is considered a miracle.

Martin, who has experienced many battles, was filled with endless anger. He seemed to see Anthony's ruthless ridicule. He didn't know that Anthony's inner shock was no less than his.

Martin launched an active attack again, and let out an earth-shattering roar. His fists rushed towards his opponent like a tide, and his powerful legs swept across the air like iron whips...

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Few people know that Martin was born in black boxing. When he entered the international boxing arena, he was already well-known in the black boxing market. It was only because of publicity that his history of black boxing was deliberately concealed.

In order to forge themselves into killing machines, black market boxers must undergo the toughest training. No one dares to be lazy, because it will cost their lives. In the Siberian black market boxing training camp that was destroyed in 1998, the cruelty of training made boxers seem to be living in hell. They fight wild beasts every day, practicing legwork with tree trunks, stones and even steel.

However, the effect of training is also significant. The boxers who came out of this training camp seemed to have lost all their emotions. They were really killing machines in the ring, making their opponents shudder.

Many people in the orthodox fighting world hate these events, thinking that it is more cruel than the gladiatorial fights in ancient Rome, so black boxing is not recognized by the world.

Whether people admit it or not, high-level black market boxers do possess the world's strongest unarmed killing techniques. Orthodox fighters despise them, but deep down they fear them. It is difficult for people to accept emotionally: the strongest fighting skills do not come from the heroes that people worship, but from these ruthless killing machines. Perhaps this is the cruelest part of fighting. Black market boxers are not heroes, they are more like monsters in people's hearts. They live on the fringes of society. People try to convince themselves that such a group of people and such terrible hand-to-hand combat techniques do not exist in the world. But they still exist.

There is no doubt that Martin is such a terrifying existence.

At this time, people saw the true strength of the former world boxing champion. His eyes became cruel and inhuman, and his hands and feet became killing machines, destroying all obstacles in front of him like the autumn wind sweeping leaves.

Wang shuddered.

In fact, the moment Martin's body moved, Wang Zhu also moved. He stretched out his hands and threw himself at Martin in a very ridiculous movement, which reminded people of shrews fighting...

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