All-around exercise system

Chapter 71 International General Gestures (thanks to youngtiger and other children's shoes for their support~)
Beside the middle-aged man, stood a young man with a mohawk hairstyle, talking and laughing with the beautiful woman beside him with a wild smile on his face.

Displeased by that scrutinizing gaze, Li Jingzhe remembered the young man who gave him the middle finger just now, so he also learned to use this internationally accepted gesture to greet the middle-aged man.

The white-haired middle-aged man was stunned, and then gave him a thumbs up with a smile, as if admiring his courage.

"He is my elder brother. If you want to participate in the Olympics, perform better later. If he likes you, he will give you a chance."

Zhao Long on the side reminded him in a timely manner, but he didn't see Li Jingzhe's raised middle finger on the side of the sofa.

"What?!"

Hearing this, Li Jingzhe's jaw dropped in shock, and he retracted his fingers silently.

"I said, why is this person staring at me all the time? Now it's all right, the matter of participating in the Olympics is probably in vain. Hmm... I can only use my performance on the ring to redeem some possibilities."

With disappointment, Li Jingzhe turned his eyes to the ring again.

At this moment, the first pair of fighters had already entered the ring, and the faces of the two young boxers were tense, as if they were a little nervous under so many people watching.

Wearing black gloves was a young man with dark green hair and an obvious scar on his face. His name was Zheng Hu.

And the one with the red gloves is a young man with a flat head. His appearance is quite satisfactory, but his figure does not seem to be as strong as the other party. His name is Wang Rong.

Because they are all rookies, the shortest four-round competition in the competition system is adopted.

When the five scoring referees were in place, the referee on the stage, after getting the consent of a man outside the ring, came to the middle of the two and raised his right hand high, swung it down violently and shouted at the same time: Action! !
As soon as the words fell, Zheng Hu, the black-glove fighter, saw the right moment and punched his opponent directly in the face with a straight right.

And Wang Rong, the red-glove player, had already been prepared. While throwing his head back, he punched the opponent's right-hand glove upwards with his left fist, and punched the opponent's left chin with his body, successfully hitting the target. !

At the same time, Li Jingzhe saw the five referees pressing the red button at the same time, and apparently none of them had any objection to the first small point scored in the first round.

There are four rounds in which each round lasts only 3 minutes.If you want to win the game, you must first see who has scored more "big points" in the four games.

The so-called big points mean that a certain side gets more "small points" in each round, even if this side wins this round and gets a big point.

If the big score is the same, it depends on who has more total points in the small score. If it is still the same, there are more detailed judging criteria.

At this moment, watching the black and red fists on the stage come and go, after the first round, both of them have already played bloody, and they have long forgotten what nervousness is.

In the first round, it was Wang Rong who scored nine sub-points, and Zheng Hu, who scored seven sub-points, was slightly inferior.

After the first round, Li Jingzhe saw that the faces of the two were red and swollen, but their physical exertion was not bad. After a one-minute rest, the two started the second round aggressively.

To Li Jingzhe's surprise, in the second round, with his momentum and speed, the young man named Zheng Hu actually won a round.

After watching the first game, he thought that Wang Rong was better overall.

And when the dark green-haired Zheng Hu won the next round again in the third round, he looked at Wang Rong, who was already bruised and swollen, and suddenly realized that the failure of the first round might be because Zheng Hu deliberately let go of the water to show his weakness , and then hit the opponent by surprise? !

"It seems that this boxing also pays attention to tactics, not all physical fights."

Li Jingzhe watched the fourth round thoughtfully. Zheng Hu, who already had an absolute advantage, scored the third big point and won the game without any suspense.

His opponent, on the other hand, had collapsed on the side ropes and could barely move.

"Hey—this red fist is such a piece of shit!"

"Haha, fortunately, I have a good eye, so I know that this black fist is more powerful."

"Oh, my 1 yuan..."

... Listening to the voices of happiness or disappointment coming from all around, Li Jingzhe became more and more aware of the true purpose of this group of people coming here, not only to watch the match, but also to bet on a certain boxer!

He couldn't help but glance at Zhao Long at the side, but Zhao Long just smiled and shook his head:

"It has nothing to do with us. It's a gamble between their friends. Is it illegal to bet? It's not illegal."

Seeing the other party's smug smile, Li Jingzhe was speechless for a moment.

No way, this is taking advantage of legal loopholes.

After all, the law is stipulated by people. Although it is quite perfect now, under the complex society and human nature, there are still many loopholes that are not obvious after all.

An old and cunning businessman like Zhao Long not only takes advantage of black and white, he is also very good at exploiting the loopholes of the law, allowing the law to be imposed on him but not limited to himself.

Li Jingzhe didn't want to be a justice envoy to meddle in other people's business and report with one hand. As long as he doesn't harm his own interests, why would he influence others to make money?
And he doesn't have time to think too much now, because the next game is his.

Li Jingzhe got up and walked towards the changing room not far away, followed by Zhou Tingting.

After he changed into shorts, wrapped tape on his feet, bandages on his hands, and mouth guards, he pinched the "swimming ring" on his waist and said with a smile:
"Is it really possible? Don't force yourself."

Li Jingzhe nodded with a smile. After all, he pretended to be coercive, and he had to finish it even when he was kneeling.

He walked towards the ring, looked at the suspicious eyes cast on him from all around, but his face was extremely calm.

Although this is his first time playing on stage, it is not the first time he has faced questioning eyes.

Compared with those contemptuous gazes, these questioning gazes are much more kind.

The knowledgeable people present here just question your strength, and they don't despise your body fat.

Even in their view, this fat body is a symbol of strength, and the only worry is whether the speed will be affected by the weight.

"Come on, little fat man, I put the treasure on you." When passing by a group of sofas, Li Jingzhe suddenly heard someone talking to him beside him.

He looked down and was horrified to find that this person was none other than the white-haired middle-aged man who was greeted by his middle finger before.

Beside him, the young boxer with a mohawk haircut smiled kindly at him.

Li Jingzhe smiled back helplessly, and walked towards the one-meter-high arena.

His opponent has also entered the ring. He is a guy with a height of nearly 1.9 meters, full of bulging muscles, and fair skin.

(End of this chapter)