Chapter 92: Who Doesn't Know Tactics?

Throughout the first round, aside from the initial two minutes of exchanging blows, there was hardly any effective physical confrontation, leaving those who had high hopes for the match somewhat disappointed.

When the first round ended and both sides retreated to their corners to rest, Wang Yanbing eagerly grabbed a towel to wipe Liu Xiaotian's sweat, imitating the cornermen from TV boxing matches by fanning him with the towel, helping him relax his muscles properly, and giving him water, being extremely attentive.

He Chen Guang, acting like the head coach, while rinsing Liu Xiaotian's mouthguard, said in a low voice: "Xiaotian, pay attention—your opponent's ability to control the pace is strong; you must impose your own rhythm, otherwise he'll wear you down in one round, and by the third round your stamina will likely be almost exhausted."

Liu Xiaotian nodded, but his gaze remained fixed on Tang Chengfeng, not blinking an eye.

The one-minute break passed quickly, and Chen Shanming signaled for the two boxers to step to the center of the ring.

This time he didn't waste words, nor did he try to have them touch gloves in a friendly gesture; he simply signaled for the timer to start.

Just like the last three minutes of the previous round, Tang Chengfeng again retreated at the outset, then looked for an opening to attack.

But he soon realized that Liu Xiaotian had already adapted to his tactics.

But Liu Xiaotian didn't even look and just turned it off.

In one, one look `no, one wrong version%!'

Just as the timer hit one minute fifty seconds, Liu Xiaotian, who had been circling in the opposite direction, retreating while throwing punches to disturb and try to close the distance with Tang Chengfeng, suddenly changed tactics, charging straight at Tang Chengfeng. Starting with a straight punch to the abdomen, after missing he rose and threw a right swing punch, then a left hook—a standard beginner's combination. Yet in Liu Xiaotian's hands it gave the 'spectators' a feeling of a 'cosmic burst'.

Tang Chengfeng didn't notice that, while continuously attacking, Liu Xiaotian's eyes kept glancing at the timer.

Although the punches landed only on Tang Chengfeng's gloves, the force inevitably shook the gloves up onto his face.

And that is exactly what happened.

If that were the case, wouldn't this match just become an 'exhibition'? Both of them would be running around the ring—what would that look like? But Liu Xiaotian now seemed no longer in a hurry to avenge Li Erniu; no matter how Tang Chengfeng provoked him, he stuck to his own rhythm, giving Tang Chengfeng no chance at all.

Tang Chengfeng was somewhat troubled by Liu Xiaotian's learning ability.

With ten seconds left in the second round, his attack suddenly surged again, and he twice struck the center of Tang Chengfeng's two gloves guarding his head with heavy right-handed punches.

Because the force behind Liu Xiaotian's punches showed no sign of weakening over the span of a minute; instead, it faintly showed a trend of growing stronger.

Caught off guard, Tang Chengfeng failed to retreat from Liu Xiaotian's attack range in time.

Although most of the force was neutralized, the remaining force built up, gradually making Tang Chengfeng feel overwhelmed, and he began to experience waves of mild dizziness.

Although he didn't break through Tang Chengfeng's defense, he still delivered over fifty percent of the force to Tang Chengfeng's forehead.

The initial two-minute exchange at the start of the first round had indeed drained Liu Xiaotian's stamina considerably, but by now it had largely recovered.

As a result, Tang Chengfeng's dizziness instantly doubled, and the tightness of his defense showed a noticeable decline.

One of the main reasons he kept imitating Tang Chengfeng's tactics was to paralyze him, making him think his own stamina was also greatly depleted and his physical ability declining.

At times the flashing data on screen made him feel a bit unaccustomed to the match; second, he this time wanted to defeat Tang Feng by his own ability, rather than relying on 'Jiaweis' to find the opponent's weakness and win by a trick. However, whenever Liu Xiaotian attacked, the force of his punches constantly reminded Tang Chengfeng: this kid's stamina shows no sign of dropping at all.

His reliance for controlling the pace was his agile footwork and speed, but Liu Xiaotian's footwork and speed were in no way inferior to his.

No one noticed that, at the moment he launched an attack, Liu Xiaotian curled the corner of his mouth into a smile full of meaning.

If he threw a punch forcibly, the consequence would very likely be the end of the match……

Although his current ability is also an enhancement granted by the system, it is also the result of his own effort and sweat, and he does not feel that he is relying on external power.

He had not failed to try to stop Liu Xiaotian's relentless offense with counterattacks, but he simply found no opportunity.

Moreover, every one of his punches landed on the gloves Tang Chengfeng raised to protect the sides of his head; even if Tang Chengfeng occasionally exposed his ribs by lifting his arms a bit higher, Liu Xiaotian paid no heed.

Especially after just finishing the first round against Tang Chengfeng, in the short one‑minute break he was surprised to find his stamina had already returned to peak condition.

Not only was he fast, but his power was astonishingly great.

And launching each attack with full force served to intimidate, making Tang Chengfeng reluctant to act rashly, and it was also a tactic to wear down his stamina and patience.

Thus, the two spent the first three minutes of the second round trading blows, half‑real half‑feigned, to the point that Chen Shanming, who had been worried something big might happen, began to look as if he were yawning.

Although Tang Chengfeng's defense remained flawless and, despite constantly trying to step out of Liu Xiaotian's attack range, his footwork never faltered, over time he still began to feel overwhelmed.

Even Liu Xiaotian began to mimic his offensive style, seeking openings amidst constant movement, retreat, and stepping forward, then suddenly lunging in to unleash a combination before withdrawing to a safe distance.

When he tried to retreat again, Liu Xiaotian would not let him go; one could say he kept pressing step by step, and his offensive momentum showed a growing trend of increasing ferocity.

That seemed to be…… teasing! 'Bang bang bang bang……'

Before this, 'Jiaweis' had appeared, displaying a series of related data about Tang Chengfeng.

Because Liu Xiaotian's punching speed was simply too fast, giving him no chance to throw a punch.

It was only then that he realized that, since obtaining the enhanced Special Forces Combat Level 1 Pack, his stamina recovery speed in combat training had become much faster than before.

When the timer showed four seconds left in the second round, Liu Xiaotian's storm‑like attack, which had persisted for nearly two minutes, suddenly ceased.

Due to the continual dizziness in his head, Tang Chengfeng, feeling a sudden drop in pressure, reacted without thought, purely on instinct, rising upright and about to unleash a right swing punch.

But just then he suddenly saw Liu Xiaotian's eyes.

In those two gazes, half was mockery and contempt, the other half endless fury……

(End of chapter)