Basong rushed over with a step, and raised his legs and fell to Yang Geyong's chest.
"Ah!" Zhou Guihua screamed and stood up. The audience was stunned and intoxicated.
Since childhood, the Americans have always watched the two contestants swaying their fists, shaking and punching each other a few times.
The most exciting thing is that the heavyweight boxer sees the opportunity and hits the opponent's vitals. Then watch the opponent fall to the ground. At that time, there will be joy and thunder, and the whole field will be filled with excitement.
But those competitions are simply incomparable to today's competition. "Is this a fight good? Look at it, your body is not idle even in the air, right?"
"If we were the boxer, we would have been lying on the ground and calling us mom."
Everyone cheered and sighed. The boxing matches that were obsessed with in the past now seem to be nothing, mainly because they are too monotonous. Will it look good if they fight like this today?
Just as Basong's foot was about to kick Yang Geyong's chest, Yang Geyong's legs suddenly flipped up, his hands were already on the ground, and then he rolled forward and stood up.
"Damn, awesome! Great!" A cheer sounded. Is this still called fighting? This is called acrobatics!
The audience with little knowledge is almost crazy. If this was not known in advance, everyone would have thought it was a performance routine. The key is too seamless.
Before this was finished, Yang Geyong had just stood firm and Basong had already rushed over again. This was a fool who had not beaten.
But Basong had just rushed to the front, and before he could take action, Yang Geyong's body actually jumped up again, then his body was flattened in the air, and his feet kicked Basong's chest.
The force of this kick was too strong, and Basong was kicked out and fell off. Yang Geyong's body fell straight to the ground, but the moment he landed on the ground, his hands and feet were slightly pressed.
The body turned over like a spring, then raised his legs and suddenly went down, and his body was lifted up by the force of the legs. The moment his feet landed on the ground, he was already standing on the stage.
"Okay!" The whole hall was boiling. "The junior brother of the Leg King is so handsome. I love you!"
The shouting waves were rising, and the first round of the game had just arrived.
A few blonde girls, regardless of the security guard's obstruction, rushed up to look at Yang Geyong who was sitting there resting, and covered Yang Geyong's originally clean face with red seals.
Ye Yuze was acting as Yang Geyong's coach at this time, giving him saliva, wiping his sweat, etc. Seeing him like this, he couldn't help laughing "haha".
Yang Geyong twitched a few times and finally started to laugh.
Ye Yuze comforted, "Don't be afraid, Zhao Ling'er can't see it anyway. When the competition is over, you will follow these fans to have a walk around and I'll keep it a secret for you."
Basong stared at Yang Geyong with a breath, and the agent complained: "How good are you to fight that woman? It's easy to take away millions, this man is a little troublesome!"
Basong shook his head disdainfully: "It's just a fancy fist, I just don't adapt, the next round will be fine."
At the beginning of the second round, Basong adopted a close-fitting tactic, not allowing the two people to be separated at all. He always fought closely.
Yang Geyong became a little passive at this moment. He was actually Aunt Zhou’s apprentice and learned Tan’s legs. As the name suggests, all the kung fu lies on both legs.
As for this kind of close-fitting battle, he was tall and could hardly lift his legs. However, Basong used his fighting skills to the extreme.
There are really no parts that they can't use, such as shoulders, elbows, knees, foreheads, and hips. It's a good thing that Basong is not a woman. Otherwise, he would probably have to use the big stones on his chest.
So, in this round, Yang Geyong suffered a lot. At least he resisted the beating and finally failed to let others fall down.
During the break, Zhou Guihua protested severely several times, and she wanted to end up. Yang Geyong refused to let him go and taught him a lesson: "It's just right for Yuze to fight him, and you can give it to me if you go down."
Ye Yuze pondered for a while, then said, "Brother, I just observed it carefully. His ability to fight and attack power and attack power are not as good as you. It's just that his tricks are more flexible than you. If you find a way to resolve this, it's okay."
Yang Geyong thought for a moment and nodded. He had already felt this, but he had not thought of effective means to resolve it.
In fact, Yang Geyong has never been an agile boxer. His moves are wide open and close, and his body is strong and strong. Even if he competes with those heavyweight boxing champions, he will not be at a disadvantage at all.
But when faced with this guy who can use all parts of his body to hit people, he really has no idea how to start.
Zhou Guihua gave a sentence: "My father said, one force will reduce ten times. Just ignore those tricks, just change mine."
She was a little impatient and had been in the club for almost a year. She hadn't been so depressed, but she understood that if Yang Geyong could not beat her, she would definitely not be able to do it. Because the two of them had similar ways.
Yang Geyong had already stood up at this time. As soon as the referee finished calling, Basong's body was about to lean over. Yang Geyong kicked out with a heart-to-heart leg.
Basong sided with Yang Geyong's legs and inserted his left leg forward, and his body was approaching Yang Geyong. At the same time, his shoulders were already pressing against Yang Geyong. This guy was preparing to fight close to him again.
Yang Geyong did not dodge and even hit the other party with his shoulder. He decided not to deal with him when he saw a move. He was too flexible and he just played hard.
With a "bang", Basong leaned back. In fact, he had long understood that in terms of strength, he was not the big opponent. That was why he adopted a close-fitting fight.
However, he also has a trick, which is a heavy blow with a straight punch with his right hand. However, the punch was charged with power, and most opponents couldn't help but punch him.
However, after fighting with this big man and taking close-kick, he himself had no chance to punch hard. Although those small tricks took advantage of them, they were useless. They were like tickling.
If you spend this, you can only win by points, and you have to ensure that you don’t get beaten by this big man.
After the collision gained an advantage, Yang Geyong's mind suddenly came to life. Damn, what's the point of such a simple thing for him?
So Yang Geyong was no longer nervous. No matter what move Basong used, he could just strike back.
After a few hits like this, Basong was a little afraid to fight. The key is that it really hurts. This big man is clearly bullying people. Who would play like this in the game?
Chapter completed!