Chapter 787: Young body is good 6662

The referee warned this "ninth-ranked gentleman" again: "If you say these things again, I will directly judge you as having lost."

The ninth-ranked gentleman made a gesture of zipping his mouth, and then the match continued.

The two sides didn't make contact again until the round ended.

The ninth-ranked gentleman returned to his corner, sitting on a stool looking very relaxed. His coach handed him water while letting people fan him, and asked: "How is it? Any pressure?"

The ninth-ranked gentleman had a wanton smile on his face: "Didn't you see?"

"I almost knocked him down just now!"

"This is a rookie. There is no problem with winning."

He said this, and couldn't help but smile on his face. 350,000 appearance fee.

In reality, his normal appearance fee is only 100,000 to 200,000. 200,000 is rarely given by anyone. 150,000 is a relatively normal price.

His agent heard that this "King Kong" team very much hoped that he would improve his nomination as soon as possible, and other boxers were unwilling to fight a novice, so he found the timing and knocked a sum of money hard.

350,000, and then let the other party see the cruelty of the boxing world, and his own value can rise again. It's quite good!

Any sports event doesn't lack this kind of person. They use their talent to enter the industry, but the goal is not a higher record, but making money.

The coach was very satisfied with the ninth-ranked gentleman's state at this time. He helped this guy rub his muscles: "Then work harder and knock him down directly, don't drag it out!"

"Your age is older than his, his physical strength is better than yours, his recovery speed is faster than yours, don't drag yourself into an environment unfavorable to yourself, understand?"

The ninth-ranked gentleman nodded: "I know what to do. I will let him know what he is still lacking."

He suddenly seemed to feel something and looked at the opposite side. He saw Ethan staring at him fiercely, and a brilliant smile appeared on his face.

He made a gesture of knocking down, seeming to be telling Ethan what he was going to do in this round.

On the other side, Ethan's coach was also checking his injuries, with some worry on his face. Maybe it was still too fast.

Training for more than a year and starting to fight famous cruiserweight boxers on the ring, even if Ethan's talent is extraordinary, it seems too fast.

He blocked Ethan's gaze toward the opposite side: "Don't be influenced by factors outside the match. Pay attention to his small movements. When necessary, pull away the distance or directly clinch, and don't give him the opportunity to throw heavy punches."

"Drag the time back. The longer you drag, the higher your winning rate!"

This is a problem faced by almost all boxers over thirty. The speed of their physical recovery will be much slower than when they were young.

This boxing match has eleven rounds. It seems that adding them up doesn't have much time, but the consumption of physical strength is actually very amazing.

Just like people watching runners feel they don't use much strength, many people feel that throwing punches doesn't need much strength. Only those who truly throw punches know how terrible the consumption of physical strength is for this kind of high-intensity battle.

Ethan's gaze moved back to the coach: "His fist is only like this."

The coach was stunned for a moment. Ethan continued: "I can take his fist, but he definitely can't take mine."

"Don't joke!" The coach came back to his senses and lowered his voice: "You have an advantage..."

Ethan didn't listen to him: "If I can't defeat him when he is at his strongest, why should I challenge him?"

"I can wait until he is too old to swing his fist to fight him. I will definitely win!"

"I am a boxer. What I want to challenge is always someone stronger than me, not someone weaker than me."

"I want to knock him down when he is physically strong!"

The coach still wanted to say something, but Ethan pushed him aside and stood up again.

The coach could only return to the stage helplessly, watching Ethan walk to the middle of the ring.

At the referee's signal, the match restarted.

The audience who had rested for a while became restless again. They held betting tickets, waved their arms, and shouted loudly. The atmosphere of the entire stadium was intense to the extreme!

Just being in it, one could feel every cell in the body trembling with excitement!

Lansi lit another cigarette: "What is the situation with Ethan's opponent?"

Ervin introduced it simply: "A boxer signed by a brokerage company. It is said that this brokerage company has gang background. Except for the somewhat dirty style of the match, no other rumors have been heard."

He complained somewhat: "This is the only candidate we can find in the top ten who is willing to fight for money. Others are not interested in Ethan."

Only evenly matched battles are what they are willing to fight. Winning is naturally worth being happy about, and losing won't be embarrassing.

But if you lose to a novice, that's a big embarrassment.

Money can be earned at any time. Once a match like this is lost, it is easy to lose supporters.

A boxer who is like a public figure, if he makes his supporters feel disappointed, then his commercial value will be greatly reduced.

So spending 350,000 to find such a guy is also no way out.

Lansi didn't speak anymore, continued watching the match, and the atmosphere at the scene became more and more enthusiastic.

Speaking of which, there is a joke.

A group of sports enthusiasts were chatting together. They chatted about the sports they liked, and chatting, they chatted about the cost-effectiveness of tickets.

The first to speak was a golf enthusiast. They pointed at the road arrogantly: "Our set ticket can be watched for most of the day!"

Others nodded one after another, and then it was the baseball enthusiast: "We are about the same. A match can be played for three hours."

The football enthusiast couldn't help but interject: "Actually, football is also not bad. If you count the halftime break, there is more than an hour and a half."

Then it was the basketball enthusiast: "We are also okay, there is an hour."

Then they looked at the last boxing enthusiast. The boxing enthusiast was silent for a while.

Others asked him: "How about you?"

"How much time does a boxing match have?"

He didn't speak, but his face flushed red. After a while, he said: "Finished."

The ticket price for boxing matches is not cheap, but the match may not necessarily last until five minutes. Sometimes it may be just tens of seconds, and one complete knockdown can kill the match.

However, even if the boxing match ticket is the least cost-effective ticket, people are still obsessed with it, obsessed with the moment when the boxing glove hits someone's face and distorts their face!

All accumulation is for the moment when adrenaline explodes!

Ethan and his ninth-ranked gentleman are like adrenaline pumps at this moment, preparing for the next explosion!

The ninth-ranked gentleman is still talking trash. The referee turns a blind eye to this. After all, the ninth-ranked gentleman is the ninth-ranked cruiserweight boxer.

And he also signed a brokerage company with a name and gang background. He is not alone.

The referee can warn him many times, but he doesn't dare to really judge him as having lost or let him leave the match venue. That will cause him trouble.

He can only warn constantly, letting the ninth-ranked gentleman not talk so much nonsense, but he keeps talking.

Just this time, seeing that more than half of the third round had passed, the ninth-ranked gentleman realized that it was impossible to take Ethan down in this round, and the dirty words in his mouth were even dirtier.

Seeing that there were only seven or eight seconds left until the end of the round, and the referee had already started counting seconds to prepare to end this round, Ethan seemed to have lowered his boxing frame in advance.

"My God, he exposed a fatal flaw!" The commentator's mouth spoke as fast as if it were on fire.

But no matter how fast, it couldn't be faster than the ninth-ranked gentleman's hook.

He looked at Ethan with surprise. If this punch hits, it will be enough to knock Ethan down!

The battle of cruiserweight, a complete hit is enough to kill the match.

But he didn't see any panic or fluster on Ethan's face, but instead saw the firmness and perseverance in his eyes.

He fiercely used his face to meet the ninth-ranked gentleman's fist, and at the same time, a hook hit the side where he lost defense. In the eyes of countless people in disbelief, in the last three seconds of the third round, both were knocked down at the same time!

After a moment of silence at the entire match scene, everyone stood up and shouted crazily!

They loved this scene to death!

Two strong men fell heavily on the ring like iron towers. The referee encountered this situation for the first time. He quickly checked the situation of the two boxers and then started counting seconds.

If they couldn't stand up before the count ended, this match would be a draw.

The ninth-ranked gentleman lay on the ring. His consciousness didn't completely fall into dead silence. He was still subconsciously swallowing saliva, his eyes staring at Ethan, who was not far from him. He tried to support his body to climb up, but he couldn't do it at all!

Ethan was also staring at him, but he didn't move, just lying quietly.

When the referee counted to five, he started to support his upper body.

The movement was slow, but at least he did it!

He half-squatted slowly, holding his knees, took a deep breath, and stood up in the eyes of the ninth-ranked gentleman in disbelief!

The moment he stood up completely, the whole audience was cheering!

The referee also counted the last number.

Amidst the deafening shouts, he came to Ethan, checked his mental state, looked at the ninth-ranked gentleman who was still lying on the ground and couldn't climb up, made a gesture of ending the match, and at the same time raised Ethan's hand.

Countless people at the scene tore up the betting tickets and threw them into the air, but some people held the betting tickets tightly and laughed crazily!

The ninth-ranked gentleman's team began to protest to the referee group. They protested that the executive referee counted too slowly. If counted normally, Ethan wouldn't be able to stand up at all. This should be a draw.

But sports matches are like this. You can question the result, but you can't change the result!

Ethan raised his arm high, accepting the cheers. He turned his head to look at the ninth-ranked gentleman who was carried onto the stretcher. In his eyes, there was something that made the ninth-ranked gentleman feel humiliated...

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 788 =====