Cyber ​​psychosis is my girlfriend

Left uppercut, right uppercut, chain combos.

Jack didn't retreat but advanced. After avoiding several attacks by using his speed advantage, he attacked Hughes fiercely, and then punched again from the lower right corner.

Go straight to Hughes' abdomen.

In fighting, an unstretched stomach is as deadly as an unsteady neck.

It's just that one was injured, one was the internal organs, and the other was the cervical spine.

With a punch, the pain will deform the movement, followed by the shaking caused by the shock, the unbalanced posture, and more seriously, the loss of strength and loss of perspective.

It is no exaggeration to say that being punched on the face by Hughes, dizzying and concussion are all mild.

Maybe it went directly to a carriage.

However, Jack's movements were already understood by Hughes, and he dodged the fist with a dodge.

But unexpectedly, Jack's right hand followed immediately with an uppercut, followed by a sudden combo, and then disappeared suddenly.

His left fist bypassed the defensive posture of actively separating, and hit Hughes' temple.

Even a neckless monster like Hughes would inevitably shake his head.

"Shock absorber."

Lao Wei looked at Hughes, who was almost like a normal person, and then turned pale in shock, "It's over!"

Jack, who was retreating, didn't pay attention, and a fist that came out of nowhere suddenly hit his ribs.

Razor Hughes, like an indestructible rock, launched another counterattack.

The fist the size of a sandbag, like a truck, hit Jack's head, who was bent over a little because of the pain!

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"Oh-!! A nice uppercut--!!!"

Almost instantly, the commentator shouted loudly, and the audience at the scene also burst into an uproar, boiling up.

Luo Qi's pupils shrank.

He knew the weight of that innocuous-looking fist.

When it lands on an unprotected head, the damage done to a person is absolutely devastating.

Jack's body jerked up, his head shaking uncontrollably.

Then staggered and fell backwards.

"Boom."

slammed to the ground.

At this time, if it was a regular game, there should be a quick-response referee who immediately threw himself on the fallen player, and then separated the guy who wanted to continue attacking.

But this is an underground boxing match.

The basis for the end of the game has never been the rules, but the complete collapse of one side.

But Hughes is a boxer, not a kickboxer, so he stopped out of habit and began to raise his arms high to declare his superiority.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

His action undoubtedly elicited a fresh round of cheers.

"Razor Hughes delivers the killing blow!"

"No one can get up again in front of such a heavy punch. This is a super heavy punch that created 20 KOs!"

The commentary on the PDA was still cheering, but what Luo Qi heard was only meaningless noise.

Jack is in danger!

He subconsciously felt the "feeling" in his waist, his muscles tensed, and he almost went straight to kill Hughes' neck.

"Calm down, Lucky, it's a game."

Lao Wei also almost lay down on the ring, but still stopped Luo Qi, who was much more impulsive.

"Jack is in no danger, he's not going to go down with a punch like that."

As a skilled super prosthetic doctor and a professional boxer, Lao Wei's judgment must be more accurate.

Sure enough, although Jack fell to the ground, his neck was tense and he didn't let the back of his head touch the ground.

After rolling over, he staggered up from the corner of the stage, aiming at Hughes in embarrassment, trying to regain his posture.

Don't think that Jack is easy to talk, but in fact he also has his own persistence.

A person without a bit of toughness and backbone has long been eaten alive by this city. He is already an amazing person who can live to the age of 30 in a life where he has brushed shoulders with death several times.

"The game was something Jack insisted on, and he'll be sorry if you intervene now."

Old Vie knew Jack better than Roach.

Not only because they are old friends for many years, but also because they are both boxers, and they are also from Night City.

"Okay, if Jack is in danger, call me immediately."

Luo Qi nodded, accepting this statement.

If it was Jack's wish, he would support it unless life was at stake.

As soon as Lao Wei makes a move, he will immediately flash onto the stage and save Jack, even if he kills Hughes and offends the operating company behind him, he will not hesitate to do so.

"Contestant Jack is up! He's not down yet!"

"Unbelievable! Is this the first guy to survive the Razor Hughes Destruction Heavy Cannon?"

The audience cheered up too.

This is something they never expected--

An opponent in an underground boxing match, who was supposed to be a stepping stone for Hughes, unexpectedly punched him from a deadly gap.

This is already a fighting ability that many professional boxers cannot achieve.

Razor Hughes was also a little surprised, but he quickly recovered his posture and pressed forward, trying to limit Jack's movement space to less than a quarter of the corner.

A quick left swing.

A boxer like Hughes throws his punches so fast it's hard to react.

Luo Qi tried to put himself into Jack's perspective, and then found with some sadness that if it was him, he might not have time to dodge at all.

His explosive speed is fast and good, but without professional training, his awareness of fists cannot keep up with his body.

If the opponent was planning to draw a gun, Luo Qi would be able to react immediately.

But when Luo Qi just saw the fist clearly, Jack squatted down deftly, letting the huge fist brush his hair past.

After Hughes retracted his fist, he didn't change his move, but followed it up with another left swing.

But Jack seemed to be aware of his intentions, his body remained in a bent over low position, his head swung slightly, and he hid by the side of the fist again.

After two swings, Hughes chose a third left swing.

However, this punch was aimed at Jack's left shoulder.

However, Jack, who moved his body back from the right rear, lifted his shoulders and pulled out, making this punch and the fourth jab to the chest that followed missed.

He even retracted his hips with ease, dodging the right long swing fist with almost no gap.

At this point, about 800ms have passed.

too fast.

Luo Qi didn't even have time to speak, but only realized the terrifying speed.

Every punch is not a show, but a punch that hits the body enough to cause damage.

Razor Hughes's fist is like a deadly blade blowing again and again. Just one swing is enough to hit a stiff and straight, allowing him to pursue the victory.

But Jack escaped them all.

The jaws of Luo Qi and V almost fell to the ground——

They never realized that Jack's punches were so strong.

"Ha, beautiful dodge."

Lao Wei showed a happy smile.

Luo Qi had seen the light in his eyes before.

While he was watching a boxing match on the computer.

Before the audience had time to cheer, and before the commentator had time to praise, Hughes immediately approached Jack, who had just recovered his mobility.

A left swing, a left swing, a right bounce faster than the second punch.

The arm with twisted muscles like granite is actually as flexible as a spring at this moment, drawing an arc full of strength and speed.

Then Jack made an unbelievable withdrawal and flashed past.

"So fast."

Suzi's eyes have been turned on for data analysis.

Slowly lowered at four times the speed, Jack's upper body has already pulled out the afterimage, even faster than the fist.

Every empty strike represents a physical exertion for the boxer.

The first few punches of many people are often lethal, but once the continuous attack time exceeds ten seconds, the muscle efficiency will begin to decrease rapidly.

Imagination and reality are sometimes very different.

In a top-level boxing match, the physical strength consumed by the players, even in the seemingly simple dodge, is an astronomical figure.

Sustained high concentration and explosion, constant change of direction and speed, but also maintain sufficient lethality.

Hughes' pursuit didn't stop there.

Faced with such repeated dodges, Hughes' anger was constantly mobilized.

A quick feint, followed by a long straight left that grazes Jack's ear, and a right that scythes the top of his head.

Immediately afterwards, a quick and vague uppercut, from below, went towards Jack's face.

But what was faster was Jack's dodge.

Left and right, left and right...

Hughes' fist was like a bayonet, hitting Jack's body again and again, but never hit once.

Left hook dodges, right hook dodges, left...

"boom!!"

Hughes' fist was still on the side of Jack's face, and Jack suddenly punched Hughes in the face from the gap between the limbs.

"it is good!!!!"

Rocky punched hard.

This set of smooth dodging and parrying, coupled with a solid counterattack with punches made every time, made him open his arms and let out a breath of air.

The aggressive attack was finally frustrated once.

Left left left, right, left left, right right right.

"Drink!!"

Hughes snarls, throwing a furious right hook that slams past Jack's receding stomach, smacking the air.

Finally, he punched Jack on the shoulder obliquely, but because of the highly inclined action, he failed to cause much damage.

But what followed was a punch in the face that was too late to defend.

as well as.

A violent uppercut to the abdominal muscles!

Jack, who retreated to the corner of the stage, counterattacked quickly, hitting both punches.

Hughes, who was suddenly hit, stepped back and looked at this opponent who was a piece of cake for him in disbelief.