God of NBA point guards

Chapter 356 McCall, attack!
He strictly implemented the coach's tactics, wandering around McCall, mainly grabbing the opponent's right wing and suppressing the opponent's backhand punch.

Attack first when the opponent adjusts his pace, no matter whether he gets an effective hit or not, he withdraws when he hits, and then immediately starts the next wave of attack.

McCall's mobility is another notch slower than Michael Mueller's. Under Zhou Quan's fast movement, he is like a clumsy bull, while Zhou Quan is like a nimble matador.

"Two minutes into the first round, Iron Fist had already thrown fifty punches. For a heavyweight, this is a crazy number of shots. He once again played a stormy attack. McCall could only defend passively. His face It has been beaten and swollen in many places." Williams roared excitedly.

"Iron Fist has scored at least fifteen effective strikes. On average, three or four punches can effectively hit the opponent once. His punching skills are really terrifyingly accurate, and no gap in defense can escape his attack." Chelsea excited. typical.

With ten seconds left in the first round, Zhou Quan still slid to the left this time, and he still grabbed the opponent's right wing and overwhelmed the opponent's backhand.

Relying on his strong fighting ability, McCall, who had already been extremely angry, almost let go of the frame, and recklessly hit the backhand swing, that is, the right swing.

Zhou Quan reacted instantly and dived down.

"Shoot!"

Williams' roar sounded instantly.

While descending, Zhou Quan slid his left foot forward again, grabbing McCall's right horizontal line in one step.

In the next moment, he twisted his waist and raised his arm, aiming at Oliver McCall's right rib, and blasted a ferocious right oblique uppercut.

McCall threw a backhand swing recklessly. When Zhou Quan blasted a right oblique hook, his right arm hadn't been fully retracted, the frame hadn't been fully formed, and his elbow hadn't touched his right rib. There was a gap in the lower rib, and Zhou Quan's oblique right hook aimed at the gap in the lower right rib.

"Oh!"

Amidst the heavy blow, Zhou Quan punched McCall's lower right rib.

"Uh!"

McCall, who was called by Lewis as the only one in history without pain-sensing nerves, couldn't help grunting in pain after taking this punch, and took two steps back.

"Heavy hook! Backhand heavy uppercut! The iron fist successfully hit McCall's right rib!" Wells Chelsea roared sharply.

"Is McCall injured? It should be. The intercostal muscles can't withstand the heavy punch of the iron fist." Williams said excitedly.

On the boxing ring, McCall got rid of it once, and held Zhou Quan's two punches again, and the bell rang for the end of the first round.

"Beautiful! Iron Fist punched 65 times in the first round, and the effective strike rate reached 22 times, 33.8%. It's like a fake." Williams said excitedly.

"22 effective blows, the number of heavy blows reached three times, one on the chin, one on the left cheek, and one on the lower right rib just now."

When Chelsea said this, the topic changed, and he said excitedly: "Iron Fist is very powerful and terrifying, but it does not defeat the champion. Our bull, Oliver McCall, also behaved terrifyingly.

He had been hit by the iron fist so many times, but he seemed to have been bitten by a mosquito a few times, and he didn't respond at all. His ability to resist blows was too terrifying.

I even have a feeling that even if he is hit by an iron fist [-] times or [-] times, he can still stand on the ring even if he is hit hard [-] times, [-] times and [-] times. "

Williams said excitedly: "But I still support Iron Fist, because he hasn't been hit by McCall yet, and his dodging and moving abilities are too strong."

"So can you say that when the iron fist is hit by McCall's heavy punch, it is the end of the game?" Chelsea said with a smile.

"It's possible, haha!" Williams laughed.

"Fight like this, Iron Fist, and you'll knock him out sooner or later."

Under the bottom pillar, the coach Hans seriously warned: "Never try to knock him down with a few heavy blows. He weighs nearly [-] kilograms more than you and is stronger than a bull. You have to use continuous and effective blows to knock him down." He accumulated damage on his body, drained his blood, and finally knocked him down.

Remember, fly a kite, he is the kite, and you are the one who controls everything.To control the distance with him, to grasp the offensive and defensive rhythm, don't be dragged into the sky by him. "

"How about it?"

Under the opposite post, McCall's coach touched his lower right rib.

It was already red and swollen. This was muscle swelling. It was a blunt injury after being hit by a heavy boxing. But I don’t know if there is any problem with the ribs. There may be cracks or fractures. The protective effect of the intercostal muscles is not strong. shelf.

"No problem, the bones should not be broken."

McCall gritted the words, then growled like a wild beast: "I'm going to tear up that bastard!"

"Be careful, his reaction is too fast, he seized your backhand gap, and then don't hit the backhand heavy punch lightly, if you get hit by a heavy punch here again, you will be in trouble." The coach reminded.

"I know." McCall said impatiently.

On the front row under the boxing ring, Bob Arum said to Don King with a smile and ease: "Don, it seems that Iron Fist has a better chance."

Tang Jin said calmly: "Bob, what are you happy about, he is not your boxer."

Bob Arum's face froze, and this was exactly what he regretted. Iron Fist didn't ask his boxer to him, it was just the right to promote this match.

He explained: "He didn't sign a boxer contract, and Roger Phillips is not a boxing agent, he signed a fight.

This young guy has a lot of options, he's a good golfer, and I don't think he's going to sign a long-term contract in anything other than an NBA contract. "

Tang Jin also nodded regretfully. Zhou Quan's actions gave him no chance to recruit Zhou Quan to his subordinates.

"clang!"

The bell rang for the second round.

In the 25th second, Zhou Quan once again seized the opportunity to attract McCall's frame with a swinging fist, and then continued with a right uppercut, hitting the opponent's chin.

"Hit! Tekken hit McCall again!" Williams excitedly said.

It's a pity that Oliver McCall's iron chin completely broke out, and this heavy blow didn't seem to move him at all.

However, Oliver McCall, who was hit hard again, strengthened his defense, reduced his movement and offense, and turned around in the center of the ring most of the time.

He became a punching target, and Zhou Quan was biting him like a cheetah by his side, and he could only defend passively because of his lack of mobility.

"Boom bang bang..."

Zhou Quan attacked like a storm, attacking from left to right, fast and tricky, and extremely precise, constantly bombarding McCall's body, basically getting an effective hit in every three or four punches .

"clang!"

The bell rang for the end of the second round.

"75 punches, Iron Fist made more shots in the second round than in the first round, a total of 140 punches, 45 effective strikes, and an effective strike rate of 32.1%, including 5 heavy blows."

Chelsea reported some data and said with emotion: "McCaul has become a real punching target, and his face has been swollen in many places. If he continues to fight like this, he will fall down sooner or later."

Williams nodded and said: "McCaul should be consuming Iron Fist's physical energy. Iron Fist punches so many punches, the physical energy consumption must be very large. Once he can't punch anymore, McCall's opportunity will come. He just needs to seize the heavy punches. If there is an opportunity to hit, it is likely to be a KO."

"It is indeed possible," Chelsea said.

Under the boxing ring, Holyfield shook his head and said: "This kid from Iron Fist has thrown too many punches. If he keeps fighting like this, he can last at most five or six rounds, and the quality of punches in the next few rounds will drop sharply. At that time, he would be more dangerous than McCall."

Lewis nodded and said, "It's pretty good for us to hit three or four hundred quality punches in twelve rounds in the heavyweight class."

"If the fight continues like this, the iron fist may collapse first." Riddick Bao said.

But Tyson said: "In my peak period, I could punch more than [-] high-quality punches in twelve rounds, and I can do it now."

"Just blow it up." Holyfield said disdainfully.

"Fight with me, and I'll tell you how many punches I can throw." Tyson said angrily.

Muhammad Ali and Maradona were sitting together, and the two were chatting.

"Diego, do you dare to bet that kid Iron Fist can still attack like this for at least five to six rounds." Ali said with a smile.

Maradona smiled and said: "People will be tired, but I don't know boxing, and I don't know how long the iron fist can last. But I also doubt that if McCall goes on like this, how long can he last?"

Alihaha laughed and said: "Iron Fist is not experienced enough, he can actually reduce his punches and use his steps to play tricks on the opponent, his movement ability can do this, he can even make the opponent McCall see his shadow.

Then improve his punching hit rate and look for more opportunities to hit hard, so that his efficiency will be higher, energy consumption will be less, and the chance of winning will be greater. "

"clang!"

The bell rang for the third round.

Zhou Quan was still in the same offensive mode, using stormy punches to completely submerge Oliver McCall.

McCall also tried to counter a few times in this round, but Joo Kwon's dodging technique allowed him to miss all of them, and then Joo Kwon countered and hit four times, including two hits in the jaw.

After the third round, McCall's face was completely swollen, his eyes were narrowed, his nose, teeth, and left cheek were bleeding in three places, and the two corners of his forehead were also swollen. Embarrassed.

Zhou Quan's super-explosive attacks made the shouts of MGM Stadium never stop, and the atmosphere was very hot.

"There were 78 punches in the third round, surpassing the second round again. A total of 218 punches were punched in the three rounds, with an average of 72.6 punches per round. The effective punch was 70 punches, and the effective hit rate was 32.1%. The data may be different from the referee, but not It would be too different," Chelsea read.

Williams said seriously: "I bet that the next round of Iron Fist's attack will be even crazier."

Chelsea said: "Looking at this momentum, the purpose of Iron Fist should be to KO the opponent, knock down McCall before his physical energy is exhausted, and KO him."

"Of course, if it's a point comparison or an advantage judgment, McCall has no chance of winning, and he must hit a KO to have a chance to win." Williams nodded.

Chelsea said with lingering fear: "70 effective hits, 23.3 effective hits per round, McCall must go directly to the hospital after the game."

Williams nodded and said: "According to relevant statistics, Ali has been hit on the head a total of [-] times throughout his career, including games and training."

Chelsea suddenly laughed and said, "Chamberlain of the NBA said that he has killed 2 people in his entire career. I mean women. Oh, I really envy him!"

"Puchi, haha..."

Williams burst out laughing.

"You bastard, what are you pulling me for?"

At Chamberlain's house, he couldn't help laughing and cursing, but looking at his expression, he was not angry, but rather smug.

"clang!"

The bell rang for the fourth round.

Zhou Quan's attack still maintained sufficient strength, which was still like a storm, but it did not increase the strength of attack.

Oliver McCall's mobility is too poor, he can't keep up with Zhou Quan's rhythm at all, he can only stick to the frame when he is beaten, relying on his strong resistance to fight hard, he just walks around in the middle of the boxing ring, rarely Punch attack.

"Di!"

The Taiwan referee Mills Lane couldn't bear it anymore, he didn't even give a warning, and directly gave Oliver McCall a warning, asking him to step up his offense.

Three warnings is equivalent to one warning, and three warnings can disqualify a boxer.

But Oliver McCall ignored Wren's warning and tried his best to protect himself so as not to continue to be hit by Zhou.

He knew it well, and if he was hit by Zhou Quan a few times, he might be knocked down.

"clang!"

The fourth round is over.

"There were 75 punches in the fourth round, a total of 293 punches, a total of 85 effective hits, an effective hit rate of 29%, and the efficiency is declining." Williams said.

Chelsea said with some dissatisfaction: "But this is because McCall is completely on the defensive. He has now become a tortoise shell. Even the Taiwan referee's warning cannot make him attack."

Williams said helplessly: "In fact, anyone facing an attack like Iron Fist may, and perhaps will, make the same choice as him."

"Michael Tyson absolutely not," Chelsea blurted out.

Williams cheered up, nodded immediately and said: "Yes, I really hope that Iron Fist and Iron Man will defend the world boxing championship. Their confrontation will be very exciting, and the sales of PPV will definitely break through to another level."

"Now it's 320 million, surpassing Tyson's record of more than 40. This is already the limit." Chelsea said.

"clang!"

The bell rang for the fifth round.

"McCall, attack! McCall, attack! McCall, attack..." MGM Stadium, boxing fans were very angry, and there was a huge shout.

"Box!"

The Taiwan judge gave an order, and the fifth round began.

(End of this chapter)