God of NBA point guards

Chapter 428 KO
While floating up, he twisted his waist, raised his arms, and fired a left uppercut.

The reason for the left uppercut was because Holyfield had just hit an empty right swing. At this time, the opponent's right rib was open and there was no defense.

"not good!"

Holyfield's right foot had just slid back, and the right fist arm that had just been knocked out had just been retracted. When he was about to grab a fight, Zhou Quan suddenly launched a counterattack.

But by the time he saw Zhou Quan's counterattack, it was already too late. The next moment, a blow came.

"Oh!"

Amidst the heavy blow, he was punched in the right rib, and he let out a muffled grunt, his whole body stiffened by the heavy hook.

In the next instant, Zhou Quan's backhand swung out.

"Counterattack!"

"Left hook hit!"

Hanks Dolley and Grant Maywes snapped at the same time.

"The old fox is in trouble!"

"Evande is a little passive!"

At this time, world boxing champions such as Michael Tyson, Lewis, and Riddick Bowe below the ring were all staring at the stage.

"Oh!"

Zhou Quan's right swing hit Holyfield's left forehead, and the opponent's body was deflected.

This is still Holyfield's dodging action of leaning back, otherwise it will hit the temple, and a punch KO is possible.

"Go around!"

His coach snapped from the audience.

But Holyfield wants to withdraw, to go around, to get rid of Zhou Quan, can Zhou Quan agree?No way!I've let you fight for a long time, and it's my turn.

"Oh!"

Zhou Quan fired a fierce left uppercut. After Holyfield blocked it, he immediately reached out for a hug.

Zhou Quan's reaction was so fast, the 96-level nerve reaction speed made him slip back instantly at the critical moment, keeping up with Holyfield's cuddling rhythm, and distanced himself from the opponent again, destroying the opponent's cuddling tactics .

In fact, in the eyes of outsiders, Zhou Quan seemed to have a foresight. He predicted the opponent's hug tactics and took a step back in time to widen the distance.

In the next moment, Zhou Quan, who had just opened the distance, twisted his waist and raised his arms, and threw a ferocious right uppercut.

"not good!"

Holyfield only felt that an object appeared in the lower field of vision at high speed. He was waiting for a reaction and was about to fall back, but it was already too late.

Maybe his dodge was only a tenth of a second late, but on the ring, a tenth of a second is enough to hit a heavy punch, not to mention he didn't realize it until after the punch was punched.

"Oh!"

In the next moment, Zhou Quan's right fist hit Holyfield's unprotected chin hard. Holyfield was hit so hard that his chin shot up, and his mouthguard flew into the air along with a lot of saliva.

"Oh!"

A hurricane blew up at the scene, which was the exclamation of [-] boxing fans.

"Bash!"

"Bash!"

Hanks Dolley and Grant Mewes snapped excitedly at the same time.

"Stop! Stop!"

Seeing the mouthguard being punched out, the Tai Tai judge risked being hit by Zhou Quan, and immediately rushed up and pushed Zhou Quan away.

Holyfield did have a good chin, and instead of falling over after being hit hard, he staggered back two steps, grabbed the guardrail rope and stopped.

"pity!"

Unable to continue the attack, Zhou Quan felt regretful and retreated to the neutral corner.

"Crack clap..."

No matter how far or near, all the media reporters frantically pressed the shutter on him.

"Oh hoo!"

The assassin, O'Neill, Stallone and a group of friends yelled at him strangely.

"Boy, your strength is too small! If it were me, I would definitely KO him." Michael Tyson shouted at Zhou Quan disdainfully.

Zhou Quan gritted his mouthguard and couldn't speak, but just showed his fists to Tyson.

Where Michael Tyson would show weakness, he immediately threw his fists at Zhou Quan.

At this moment, both of them were like a fierce tiger, showing their fangs to each other.

"Crack clap..."

When all the media reporters saw this scene, they immediately took pictures of this moment with excitement.

"Hanks, do you think the old fox's mouthguard was knocked out, or did he spit it out?" Grant Maywes asked with great interest in the ESPN commentary.

Hanks Dolley said with a smile: "The old fox is a bit shady, but it shouldn't be like that?"

Grant Mewes said with a smile: "So Holyfield's jaw is really strong. After being hit hard, he didn't fall down."

"That is to say, the world has underestimated his jaw and ability to resist blows." Hanks Doerley said with a smile.

At this time, Holyfield changed his mouthguard and cleaned the ring. After checking his condition, the referee called Zhou Quan over, then checked the gloves of the two, and finally gave an order to continue the match. .

However, the time was delayed by at least 1 minute, and after a while, the bell rang for the end of the second round.

Hanks Doley and Grant Mewes invited several world boxing champions to the commentary booth at this time, and Doley asked: "Boxing champions, who do you think will win this defending challenge?" Victory?"

Several people look at me, I look at you, Michael Tyson said first: "Of course Iron Fist successfully defended the title, and Evander couldn't hit him at all."

"Michael, you can't be so arbitrary. Holyfield is fully capable of defeating Iron Fist. He only needs to seize one or two opportunities to hit hard." Riddick Bowe said.

Lewis said cautiously: "To be honest, I am surprised every time the Iron Fist fights. He is definitely the boxer with the fewest hits on the planet."

"I think he's the best dodger on the planet," said commentator Hanks Dolley.

"That's impossible! I'm the boxer with the best dodging ability on the planet." Michael Tyson stared at Dole with a pair of fierce eyes.

Doley laughed, but before saying anything, Grant Mewes interjected with a smile: "Of course, no one denies this."

But obviously Lewis disagreed, saying: "Michael, you have passed your peak period after you got out of prison, and now it is not as good as Iron Fist."

"What did you say?"

Hearing these words, Tyson's fists were clenched immediately.

At this time, Ridick Bow added to the fire and said: "Michael, you have never fought the three of us. Unfortunately, your prime is over."

"Fart, I've been training for a year, and now I'm back at my peak, when are we going to have a game?"

Tyson stared at Riddick Bao viciously and yelled, if he and Riddick Bao were not classmates in the sixth grade, he would have rushed to kill this guy.

The peak period of his career was from 20 to 24 years old, but it was a pity that during that time he became Tang Jin's money-absorbing machine. Tang Jin never arranged for him the strongest opponents, but only arranged some messy opponents for him, which made him Very sorry.

And the biggest regret is that he has not fought against the other three heavenly kings in this life, and now his peak period has passed.

"Evander, how are you?" Coach Rose asked nervously under the pillar.

Holyfield panted twice and said, "I'm a little dizzy, and I'll be fine soon."

"Very good, now you have seen his dodge ability, so be more careful next time." Ross warned.

"His dodge ability is too strong, stronger than Tyson and Ali's dodge. How can I fight him?" Holyfield asked, staring at Rose with fierce eyes.

"It's still defensive and counterattack, but you have to grasp the rhythm, don't let him throw combination punches, and look for opportunities to hit heavy blows when switching between offense and defense. Only in this way can you beat him." Rose said solemnly.

Holyfield nodded, and Rose said again: "Attention, his reaction speed is very fast, and it can even produce a predictive effect. When you hugged just now, you advanced and he retreated, and it happened almost at the same time, which caused the hug to fail. , so you have to be careful."

Holyfield nodded again, and Rose said again: "The King of Iron Fist has not been hit hard so far. We can't judge how strong or weak his anti-strike ability is, but I don't think his chin will be an iron chin." .

Evander, maybe you can take a risk, your footwork should be better than him, learn Tyson's style of play, get in his inner circle, fight at close range, punch for punch, hook The punch attacked his jaw so that he couldn't escape in an instant. "

"OK."

Holyfield nodded, bit the mouthguard his assistant had slipped in, and stood up.

"when!"

The bell rang for the third round.

"Box!"

The Taiwan judge gave an order, and the third round officially started.

According to the coach's tactics, Holyfield was on the offensive from the beginning, looking for opportunities to attack.

But Zhou Quan's basic tactic is to fly a kite. The enemy retreats and advances, and the enemy advances and retreats. Only I hit people and no one hits me.

This kite-flying tactic can make the most of his light weight and dodge ability, and can also make use of the most precise punches. It is the most suitable tactic for him.

Holyfield went up and attacked continuously, he immediately retreated two steps, and then bypassed.

He weighs 6.5kg less than the opponent, but in terms of movement, there is not much advantage, because Holyfield has better boxing steps than him.

Therefore, the movement abilities of the two are similar, and his movement is also very cautious, neither giving the opponent a chance to attack, nor giving the opponent a chance to grab his inner circle.

The two made contact from time to time between roaming, but neither of them seized a good opportunity. The third round passed quickly for nearly 2 minutes.

"Hanks, Tekken's kite-flying style is similar to that of Lewis, and Lewis also has this kind of kite-flying style, so do you think his style of play is more similar to Lewis or Tyson?" Grant May Weiss asked.

Hanks Dolley said: "Obviously, he is a combination of the two, so this creates a terrifying effect. Others can't hit him, but he can often play a stormy attack, directly Confused the opponent."

Grant Mewes nodded and said: "It has the god-level dodge skills like Tyson and Ali, the offensive firepower of a storm, and the most accurate boxing skills, coupled with Lewis's kite flying style, this is Iron Fist." After several boxing matches, he was at a serious disadvantage in terms of weight and punching power, but he never got hit hard and rarely got hit. Instead, he knocked out his opponent 4 times.

"Bang bang!"

An exasperated Holyfield clashed his fists, then made an uppercut and snarled at Zhou Quan defiantly.

Zhou Quan smiled, stepped around to the left, sent a punch to the shoulder, and blasted out a fast and accurate jab. With a bang, it hit Holyfield's right cheek.

Holyfield gave way for a moment and did not dodge, but because of his dodge movement, the blow was not heavy. He reacted immediately and grabbed the frame again, trying to get into Zhou Quan's inner circle and try to hook up with Zhou Quan. Decide.

But how can Zhou Quan make his opponent happy? He will never let his opponent grab into his inner circle. It's not that he is afraid of the inner circle, but that if he does that, he will lose his greatest advantage. The wise man does not do it.

With a back slip, the distance was widened. At this time, Holyfield rushed in again, and Zhou Quan suddenly blasted left and right straight punches.

"Boom! Boom!"

Very precise, the front straight fist directly opened Holyfield's frame, and the back straight fist immediately hit the opponent's nose from the opened gap.

"Hit hit!"

Hanks Doerle snapped.

The moment Holyfield was punched, he only felt a sharp pain in his nose, and it was extremely sour. Tears, snot and blood gushed out together.

Regardless of Sanqi 21, he opened his arms and stepped forward to hug Zhou Quan directly.

"Oh!"

In the next moment, instead of retreating to dodge the opponent's hug, Zhou Quan directly hit Holyfield's chin with a left uppercut.

At this moment, Holyfield's head was violently thrown upwards, the mouthguard did not fly out again, but the whole person fell back directly, and hit the floor with a bang.

This smashing action was to fall straight to the ground, and the back of his head touched the boxing ring. Obviously, when he fell to the ground, his sanity was already a little problematic, and he did not raise his head to protect himself.

"Stop! Stop!"

Immediately, the judge rushed forward, vigorously pushed Zhou Quan away, pointed at a bottom post, and signaled Zhou Quan to retreat to the neutral corner.

"Oh oh oh……"

At this time, the entire MGM Stadium was boiling, and the huge cheers and shouts were like a volcano erupting.

"Blow! The Iron Fist hit Holyfield on the jaw again! He knocked down the old fox with a heavy hook!" Grant Maywes roared excitedly.

Hanks Dolley said excitedly: "The King of Iron Fist first used the jab to continuously suppress Holyfield's uppercut, and Holyfield obviously wanted to get into the inner circle of the King of Iron Fist.

But his plan did not come true. When he rushed in again, the Tekken King suddenly opened up his holding frame with left and right straight punches, and hit the bridge of his nose. Mark hit his jaw hard with an uppercut.

Now that he's down, it's the second time he's been hit hard on the jaw by Iron Fist, the first time he's held up, not even falling to the ground, will he survive this time? "

"Oh oh oh……"

In the neutral corner, the excited Zhou Quan raised his fists to the boxing fans, pushing the decibels of the entire gymnasium to the peak.

"Iron Fist! Iron Fist..."

Countless fans are shouting, as are Stallone, Assassin, O'Neal, coach Hans, Philip, etc.

Zeng Li's eyes were full of tears, her husband won without much beating, which was the best result.

"Crack clap..."

All the reporters pressed their shutters one after another to freeze the moment.

"One! Two! Three..."

The judge was counting down the seconds vigorously, waving his hands after reading, as if to cheer Holyfield up.

Under the boxing ring, Holyfield's coach Ross was yelling crazily: "Evander, get up, get up, get up!"

Holyfield, who was lying on the ring, felt that the whole world was tumbling and sinking rapidly, as if it was going to sink to hell.

He was familiar with the feeling of knowing he had been hit, and it made him very sad.

He tried his best to get rid of the strong dizziness and let himself rise from hell, but no effort was of any use, not even gritting his teeth. He was still sinking, and his willpower could not help him.

When the judge read eight, he saw that Holyfield couldn't get up, and without delay, he immediately moved his hands left and right to signal the end of the boxing match.

"Oh hoo!"

As soon as this action came out, the entire gymnasium suddenly plunged into boiling again.

"Congratulations to Iron Fist King for KO Holyfield, you have completed the first mandatory defense of the WBC World Heavyweight Championship." Hanks Dorrey shouted excitedly.

Grant Mewes then shouted in an extremely passionate tone: "Congratulations to the Iron Fist King. He was only effectively hit by the opponent 4 times in three rounds, without a single heavy hit. It can be called defending the title without injury. The fan showed off his ability to dodge."

Hanks Dorley said excitedly again: "Congratulations again to the Iron Fist King. By the end of the defending battle, the PPV sales of this boxing match have reached 421 million. This is an exciting data. You have made history again and again. "

"Congratulations to Tekken King, you have become the best-selling and most profitable professional boxing champion in the world." Grant Maywes laughed.

(End of this chapter)