Chapter three hundred and forty seventh vision
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The time is approaching, and the underground boxing gym of the Ghost Nightclub is already full of silence.
The high-power hi-fi audio transmits a gorgeous short chapter of the march to the audience. The lights of the audience instantly went out. The dazzling and dazzling laser lights changed drastically with the ups and downs of the music. The silver-white spotlight column shot a circle of excited and restless audiences from the four directions on the top, and finally focused on the boxing ring like magic, which immediately motivated everyone's emotions.
The entire boxing gym was instantly overwhelmed by hysterical screams and whistles, and the atmosphere reached a boiling point from the beginning.
In the middle of the boxing ring, a tall middle-aged white man in a suit and ties, with a touching smile on his face, and he spread his arms in full spirit and rotated around in place, giving the elegant greeting of a Spanish bullfighter to the audience in all directions.
Then he picked up the wireless microphone and said hello to the audience in thick, infectious standard American English:
"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to this ancient and charming Eastern country! On this magical land, you can not only enjoy the flowers and trees, green mountains and clear waters, experience the beautiful wine and beautiful women and poetic scrolls of the oriental charm, but also see the exciting scene that will make you bloody on this pleasant and thrilling night... Ladies and gentlemen, Carmyce will spend every exciting second with you."
The tide of cheers came one after another, and Carmyce on the ring fell down his shiny hair on his head with a graceful look. He opened his arms again, and made a chic gesture of embracing everything.
After the cheers stopped, Carmyce once again introduced the five pairs of contestants who participated in the duel tonight in his ups and downs and exaggerated tone. His fancy gestures and slick flattery, as well as the language of guiding betting, aroused the strong interest of the audience, and bursts of warm applause and cheers one after another. This was the best reward for his hosting.
During this period, the conversation between two blonde and blue-eyed American male audiences behind Corning gave Corning a little understanding of Carmyce on the stage. The humorous conversation between the two straightforward American audiences also made Corning laugh and almost laughed out loud.
"Oh my God! Sam, did you recognize the clown on the stage? I didn't expect to see him here, it was a hell."
"...It looks familiar, and it seems to have seen it somewhere? Sorry, Boer. I can't remember it for a while."
"Do you remember? There is a guy who was kicked by a donkey in the estrus and always uses Clinton's zipper length to compare Lewinsky's vagina on TV shows.
"Oh, my god, I remember it! This guy on the stage is Carmycee, my god! After he was fired by CNN, he was revoked by the Press Association again. It turned out that I thought he had disappeared, but I didn't expect that this guy would actually run to the Far East to turn black and white. It seems that the mentally retarded child in his 40s is quite popular!"
"Haha! I very much agree with you giving him such generous and pertinent evaluation...Ouch! Look, the boxer is on the stage!"
Two heavy black iron doors on the west side of the boxing ring slowly opened, and accompanied by strong background music, they walked out of two teams of five each.
The strong young man wearing a red robe on the left is called Toronse, from Costa Rica, a small country in the Caribbean. Carmyce called the middleweight champion who had two consecutive South American free fighting "Iron Horse". When the four people around him saw their outfits, they knew that they were coaches, health care workers, sparring players and agents.
The five people came to the boxer seat below Corning and the others to sit down. The coach and the agent immediately squatted in front of Toronse and nervously analyzed the opponent's characteristics and arranged the next tactics to him.
Another team wearing blue robe walked to the seat of the referee opposite the opposite side. They sat down. They were sturdy and tall with deep eyebrows. Czech boxer Lawn and his team members seemed to be full of confidence in winning the game, and their expressions were much easier than those of the Costa Ricans.
Luon stared at Toronse's eyes through the ring, full of contempt. Sometimes he stretched out his fist and shook it, indicating that he would give Toronse a good look. Toronse seemed to be very low-key. Occasionally, he would quickly lower his head and listen to the coach and agent's earnest advice.
With a loud gong sounded, the two referees on the referee's table extended their thumbs to each other at the same time. The four referees scattered around the boxing ring also raised their hands and extended their thumbs to respond, meaning that everything was ready.
The two boxers who had undergone strict inspection of the border took off their robe amid the cheers of the audience, revealing their strong and strong muscles. Their strong bodies, coated with olive oil, reflected rays of luster under the illumination of bright lights.
The two of them jumped into a wide boxing ring one meter high, and glared at their opponents at the same time.
The referee on the stage quickly inserted into the middle of the two, quickly told them two rules, "Don't hit the lower vagina, don't hit the back of the head", and randomly pushed the two boxers with their heads together and pushed away with force.
The emcee Carmyce immediately pretended to be panic and jumped out of the ring, using passionate words to make the final rendering: "Ladies and gentlemen, the contestants are in place now. Who will win? It will be clear later. Now everyone should bet and stake your favorite contestants. You may not necessarily gain additional benefits!"
The excited Amy listened to Carmyce's provocative speech and asked loudly against Corning's right arm: "Aning, I trust your vision the most. You guess who will win the two of them?"
"Yes, Aning, you are an expert, let's talk about it!" Wu Zhishan on the left also asked with interest.
Kang Ning smiled slightly and signaled Wu Zhishan to look at him without saying a smile, and the cold and calm guard: "Ask your subordinates, he is also a good player. I guess none of the two below can beat him."
Wu Zhishan looked at Kang Ning in surprise at first, then shook his head and laughed: "Aning, your eyes are so powerful! My brother is quiet and you can see it too, haha! Tell me, who will win the two boxers on the stage?"
Corning smiled and replied in a low voice: "I can't see it well, I feel that if the Costa Ricans don't fall within three minutes, he will probably win."
Wu Zhishan heard this and turned to the two people in the boxing ring in confusion, and could not see it no matter what.
From which point did I draw this conclusion? When I saw the game, I stopped asking questions. I looked at the game with relish. On the contrary, the guards around him showed a hint of undetectable surprise in his eyes after hearing Corning's words.
Generally, experts judge the fighter's combat power from the boxer's figure, gait and temperament. A stronger person can judge the boxer's willpower, martial arts tricks, hands and feet accustomed to exerting force, and flexibility from the boxer's eyes, muscles, strides, etc., but he has never met someone who is so easy to make judgments like Corning.
The offensive and defensive situation in the ring was not unexpected. The tall and burly and aggressive Czech boxer Raun has always taken the initiative on the field. The shorter Costa Rican Toronse chose to give in and avoid it. However, Raun obviously predicted this in advance, so he took every step and steadily pushed Toronse to the corner. From time to time, he used quick jabs and flexible left and right uppercuts to actively attack. His strong body cleverly blocked Toronse's sideways. In less than half a minute, two heavy punches without gloves effectively hit Toronse's right arm and the left arm that was blocked. Among them, the heavy punch that hit Toronse's right arm almost knocked him out of the ring. If he hadn't flipped forward in a scream, then a roll would have been cut off by Raunse's sternum and lost the power to fight again.
This kind of fighting without any protective measures is quite thrilling. Every time the punches and feet are touching, there will be a crisp "crackling" sound and dull collision sound, which makes the audience sigh and feel so nervous that they are so nervous that they are already betting. Especially for the viewers who have bought themselves, they will be cheerful and cheerful. The boxers they bought themselves are passively beaten, and panic is as if they are suffering. In pain, the angry curses will roar into a river.
Another thing is that this kind of cruel battle of underground black fists does not mean that it will be divided into several rounds, but will be until it is scored and even life and death. As long as one of the boxers on the stage does not lose their resistance, the audience will shout from beginning to end. Because most viewers have made more or less bets, the life and death of the boxers at this time have been closely linked to their wallets.
On the stage, Toronto's face was covered in blood, and he was in danger. He stood up tenaciously and used all his strength and wit to avoid the victory of the victory. His left cheekbones were beaten to pieces and blood flowed. After three minutes, there was no effective counterattack. Instead, he stumbled and showed severe fatigue.
At this time, both Wu Zhishan and his guards began to doubt Corning's vision. Only Emmy was not moved by the situation on the field, remember Corning's words firmly and see how the Costa Ricans turned defeat into victory.
Seeing that Toronse had only the ability to resist but no fight back, Lawn was hesitant at the moment, put down his guard and attacked with all his might. Amid the crazy cheers of most viewers, he shot a series of combined punches, forcing Toronse to the side of the stage step by step. Then he roared and launched a rapid blow to Toronse's face.
The miracle happened at this moment. Toronse, who had already seemed powerless to resist, bent his legs, and at a surprising speed and accurate reaction, he walked over and passed Luo'en's wide crotch, then a kite jumped up like a flip, and his flexible body rotated violently in the air. His right leg, shiny and straight, kicked Raun heavily in the ear with the help of the rotation. A loud "pop" sound had not stopped yet. Luo'en was kicked off like a big wooden stake, with his head hitting the ground, and hitting the solid wood floor. Before he could scream, he fainted immediately.
Scattered cheers sounded from the audience, and most people looked at the fainted Lawn in disbelief, and it took a long time to let out a "buzzing" lament and curse.
The winner Toronse stood on the stage, hugged his coach and agent with a warm hug, and was immediately taken down to treat his injuries.
Lawn was also carried away by his team. Six or seven staff members in white sportswear ran out with plastic buckets and mops, quickly wiping sweat and blood stains on the wooden floor.
Amy hugged Corning's waist excitedly and said loudly: "Ning, I knew you wouldn't guess wrong, it turns out to be so! Alas, I really regret not buying two bets..."
Wu Zhishan's eyes were full of admiration, and he laughed, and climbed on Kang Ning's shoulder intimately: "Aning, since you are so accurate, if we don't buy two bets for the next game, we can also buy two bets to play with?"
"I won't play anymore, but I can tell you my predictions. Let me make it clear first that I'm fooling around, so I can't blame me for losing money!" After saying that, Corning smiled and raised his head, looked at the high display screen above the ring, and learned about the information of the two boxers who were on stage next, then turned his eyes around the ring and carefully looked at the Russian boxer "Don He Ivan" and the American black boxer "Invincible King Kong".
The "Invincible King Kong" like an iron tower and the red-bearded "Don He Ivan" who had just debuted were both warm in their own area. Their sizes were not very different, and their styles were similar. The black man was calm and majestic, and the white man was unbearable, which made people not have much confidence in the white novices "Don He Ivan".
But Corning, whose eyes were as light as lightning, still saw the slight calluses on the arch of the left foot of the Don River Ivan. Moreover, these calluses were obviously secretly scraped off by Ivan, but obviously they could not be cleaned. Therefore, Corning's heart moved and told Amy and Wu Zhishan about his choice.
As a result, Amy and Wu Zhishan were very interested and handed over 1,000 US dollars and 5,000 US dollars to the staff who received the bets, both of whom were excited about the odds of 1,000 or 5.
With the investment of these 6,000 US dollars, the odds between "Invincible King Kong" and "Don Ivan" quietly became a 1.48-point penalty, but this slight change did not attract the attention of most people on the sidelines. Li Dongting, who was sitting on the left side of the betting seat, was one of them.
After he lost 10,000 US dollars in the first game, he threw 50,000 US dollars into "Invincible King Kong" without hesitation, and then, like everyone else, excitedly looked forward to the good show.
Ge Yunyao's eyes were stuck on the European and American women with bare breasts and exposed breasts in the audience. When his blurry gaze turned to Amy opposite, he suddenly found Corning. He hurriedly grabbed Li Dongting's sleeve and reported excitedly in Li Dongting's ears. "font style="display:none"" (1 6k Novel Network www.piaotian.com.cn Mobile, read simultaneously on the computer. You can also download Electronic Astronomy "font color="red"" Mobile phone Interview: 16 k.cn "/font" Enjoy the fun of reading anytime, anywhere!
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