Chapter 649 634. I'm Back! (5/5)

Chapter 649 634. I'm Back! (55)

At the beginning of the game, Oakley quickly entered the state, using his height and wingspan advantages to launch boxing oppression, and continuously hit a storm of onslaughts.

This set of attacks dazzled the boxers off the field. Although most boxers knew that Oakley was powerful, they were still a little unconvinced because he had not proven himself in the professional boxing arena.

But after the opening series of punches, they were convinced. Faced with such approaching footsteps and heavy punches with such a frequency, they had no power to resist!

If Kuncha greeted him head-on, he would be unable to resist, or even evade. The difference between the two sides is several kilograms.

So he said in advance that if he wants to fight well in the game, he has to let go of his hands and feet. If he only uses the rules of boxing, then he will have already been KO'd.

Under the rules of muay thai boxing, Kuncha is like a fish in water. He retreats continuously to protect his head with both hands, and his thin body shakes quickly. From time to time, he takes the opportunity to kick Oakley's knees and calves. Although he missed the kick, he successfully interfered with Oakley. pace of.

The footsteps of a boxer are very important. For example, Ali is famous for his butterfly step in the boxing world. Wang Bo sees Oakley's footsteps flexibility and thinks it is more like an antelope, chic, confident, dexterous, and fast.

In the first round, Oakley put up an impregnable defense, and Kuncha couldn't break through his defense at all, so he could only interfere.

However, the Thai didn't just retreat and run away. During the period, he opened the way with iron fists, kicked continuously, and occasionally performed side kicks and horizontal chops, and won some points for himself.

'Ding ding ding', the crisp gong sounded, and the first round was over.

Oakley went up and punched, the referee stopped him, and he yelled at Kuncha: "VVVV!"

Kun Cha returned a side kick fiercely, returned his disdainful eyes, and walked quickly back to his resting platform.

The field is already boiling. This is the first time someone has persisted for a round in Oakley's hands. Even if they dodged before, they were mostly caught up by Oakley for KO within tens of seconds.

Wang Bo was overwhelmed by Kun Cha's Muay Thai, and ran over to give him advice: "Hey man, jump up and kick him! Get around behind him and give him a kick..."

Kuncha was sweating like rain, and Uncle Bing changed two towels in a row.

Hearing Wang Bo's words, he shook his head and smiled wryly: "No, it's useless, mayor, can't you see it? This is an exhibition match. If I fight in real combat, I must have been KO!"

Wang Bo was surprised: "Don't talk about frustration, how is this possible?"

Bowen lay beside him and said, "No wonder I feel something is wrong. It turns out that this guy V retreated a few times to release water?"

Wang Bo glared at him: "Don't say despondent words here."

Bowen said: "This is not a depressing statement. Seriously, boss, it would be a myth if Kun Chaneng and Oakley are really evenly matched. Do you know how much difference there is between them? It is estimated to be fifteen kilograms! This is a natural gap!"

The one-minute break ended, Kuncha and Oakley returned, the referee emphasized the rules again, the sound fell and the game started, Kuncha immediately retreated.

Oakley's heavy punch is coming again!

In the second round, Kuncha, who knew he was in a disadvantageous situation, attacked with a combination of punches, and Oakley began to defend.

This time Kuncha played more beautifully, with continuous kicks and bullying elbows, and even grabbed Oakley's shoulder once, and several knee bumps one after another.

Oakley shielded his chest with both fists, allowing the opponent's knee to hit his forearm.

This time he felt pain. After pushing it away, he immediately shook his arm, gritted his teeth and shouted: "V! V! V! V!!!"

"VVV!" the audience shouted.

The two sides fought to a draw in the second round. Entering the third round, Kuncha's attack became more fierce. The wave after wave of Thai-style sweeping legs was like a tomahawk. Sometimes they fought to the edge of the ring, and the surrounding audience would be shocked. Subconsciously backed away, completely intimidated by their momentum.

Oakley defended completely, and Kuncha's splits and sweeps were beautiful and murderous, but they didn't achieve results.

The heavy sweeping legs exploded on his ribs again and again, but Oakley didn't panic. He kept raising his arms to block, and occasionally used his fists to test Kuncha's defense, but he didn't attack much.

At this time, Wang Bo also noticed that Oakley was making fake punches, probably for the sake of performance.

When he said it, Bowen shook his head and said, "I see, V is actually showing the charm of boxing. The first round is a probing attack in this sport, the second round is a show of footwork, and this round is a show of defense."

He paused, and said, "The next round is to attack!"

Entering the fourth round, Kuncha's physical strength has declined, and he no longer performed futile splits and sweeps at the beginning, but began to shift and avoid.

What Bowen said was right, Oakley started to attack, he slid close to Kuncha several times, first with waves of light and flexible combination punches.

The gap between the two sides was huge, and Kuncha couldn't bear this combination of punches. He was hit twice, and his figure began to shake.

In the last ten seconds of the fourth round, Oakley frowned, as if jumping, and suddenly accelerated to Kuncha's left side. Kuncha moved sideways, but Oakley somehow jumped over and punched hard!

There was no way for Kuncha to hide now, he was hit in the chest by a heavy punch, and his whole body flew up!

'Boom', with a muffled sound, he was knocked into the air and fell onto the ring.

The referee went up to count, and Kuncha was still conscious. He shook his arms and tried to stand up, but he tried reluctantly, and finally fell to the ground again.

The audience was very concerned: "Dark horse, get up and run!" "Your points are in the upper hand, get up and hold on!" "Hey, buddy, let's explode the universe!"

When the count was over, Oakley raised his arms, and the crowd shouted 'V'. After all, he is the real son of Sunset Town.

Wang Bo, as the representative of the organizer, then took the gold belt from Rosalie. The little nurse was so loyal to him that when she handed the belt to him, she even took the opportunity to sweep it over his palm, her eyes full of spring.

But Eva was still off the court. Even without Eva, he didn't want to provoke these peach blossoms, so he pretended not to see it, took the gold belt and handed it to Oakley.

Oakley held up his generous golden belt and shouted: "I, V-Volcano! Return to boxing! Professional league, I am back!"

"WBA, WBC, IBF, WBO, WPBF, I'm back! World Boxing Championship, I'm back!"

A lot of spotlights flickered on, long and short shots were aimed at him, and many reporters rushed up to prepare for interviews.

Wang Bo helped Kuncha to the side. The lights were shining there, but there was no one here. He sighed, "No wonder everyone wants to be a champion. The difference in treatment is really big!"

Envious eyes appeared on Kuncha's face, and he murmured: "Actually, if you have experienced enough, you will know that the world is so big and there are so few champions. In fact, it is good to do other things, as long as you can do it happily."

Wang Bo immediately knew that this Thai must have experienced many things.