America is in control

Chapter 200 Where is dad going and the heavy tank that shakes its head?
That’s a nice look! interesting!
clown! Can’t pretend anymore? Everything you did before was to hide the edge in you!
Liu Jiang snorted coldly, raised the corners of his mouth, with a joking smile on his face, and stared back without showing any signs of weakness.

His eyes were sharp and cruel, as if he could eat Brandley alive at any time.

The two people's eyes met in mid-air, and there was a faint sound of weapons clashing. Time seemed to have stopped, and the boxing ring seemed to be divided into two halves.

The host seemed to be standing in the center of a storm, loudly introducing the achievements of the two boxers.

Liu Jiang, 19 years old, 188cm tall, with a wingspan of 194cm, has a professional record of 17 wins, all of which were won by KO.

Lonnie Brandley, 28 years old, is 180cm tall and has a wingspan of 188cm. He has a professional record of 23 victories, 18 of which were won by KO/TKO.

Seemingly sensing that something was not right about the atmosphere in the ring, the host introduced the two boxers at a faster pace than usual, and then handed the boxing ring to the referee.

The referee motioned to the two boxers and asked them to come to the center of the ring.

Liu Jiang and Brandley started almost at the same time, and the two walked toward each other, facing each other.

"Gentlemen, I want a clean game."

The referee began to read out the rules of the game, but the two boxers were still fighting fiercely.

"John, I admire you so much! For the sake of being a fan of You, how about sharing the crown on your head with me?"

Bradley lowered his head, rolled his eyes upwards, and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth with a look on his face.

"Want it? Tell me earlier! How will I know if you don't tell me!"

"Although you are very sincere, you speak nicely, and although you look a bit ugly, you can still be considered a talent!"

"But your father should have told you that you have to fight for what you want!"

"Oh! I'm so sorry! I forgot, you may have never met your father!"

"But it doesn't matter, I'll tell you this now!"

Liu will be full of sarcasm and go straight to the opponent's sore spot. The joke that black people don't have fathers is simply a truth in the United States.

He vaguely guessed the reason why the opponent was making excuses before the match. This boxing championship unification match was arranged too hastily, and he had very limited time to prepare for the match.

If you can successfully paralyze yourself through this series of clown-like actions and prevent yourself from being careless and not devote all your energy to preparing for the game, then the opponent's goal will be achieved!
Weakening oneself can greatly increase the opponent's chance of winning. This is the fundamental reason why the opponent pretends to be crazy and stupid.

"Wow! John! Compared to your eyes, you seem to be quite courageous!"

Bradley is a rare guy among black people with some brains, he can be called one in a million!

He didn't fall behind in his rhetoric at all, which made General Liu look at him with admiration.

"Do you need me to help you contact the program team of "Maury Show" (the American version of Where Are We Going, Dad)? They may be able to help you!"

"Let me help you contact a plastic surgeon! The corners of your eyes should really be pulled upward!"

The referee's temples jumped. He couldn't stand listening anymore. He quickly finished reading the rules and raised his right hand.

The bell suddenly rang and the game officially began.

As the referee's right hand fell, the two boxers instantly activated and pressed towards each other.

Liu Jiang picked up the boxing frame, stared at Brandley, his whole body shook slightly, and pressed towards the opponent unhurriedly.

Feeling that the distance was close, he punched out with a forward jab, as fast as lightning, and hit his opponent's face.

Brandley turned to one side, tilted his head, and dodged the jab with great agility.

While dodging, he did not want to be left alone with his backhand straight punch. He punched out with great speed and hit the opponent's abdomen directly.

Liu Jiang slid back and easily avoided the opponent's backhand straight punch. The opponent's fist did not even touch a hair on his head.

At the same time, he took advantage of his wingspan and responded with a backhand straight punch from Brandley.

The backhand straight punch was as powerful as thunder, like a spear thrusting towards the opponent's shiny forehead.

Brandley dwarfed abruptly, his head suddenly dropped, and his fists whizzed past his curly hair.

The static electricity generated by the friction between the gloves and hair actually made a bunch of curly hairs on his head stand up.

Brandley kicked the ground fiercely, twisted his waist and hips, and struck a vicious left hook towards the opponent's liver.

This left hook was extremely concealed and extremely fast!

Sensing the strange movement on the other side's shoulder, Liu Jiang's heart rang with alarm bells.

He didn't dare to hesitate at all, and quickly stepped back.

At the same time, his back bent, his body bowed, his abdomen shrank sharply, and the right arm he had just retracted also cut downwards with all his strength.

Fortunately, General Liu's reaction was quick enough, and his opponent's left hook almost grazed the skin of his abdomen.

The punch was so sharp that it left a long red mark on his skin.

Liu Jiang's right fist also missed the target and did not touch the opponent's arm. This shows how fast this left hook was.

Seeing that his liver-blasting fist failed to achieve even an inch of success, Bradley didn't take it seriously. He picked up his boxing frame again and pressed towards his opponent again.

A front hand jab came out at an alarming speed, aiming directly at General Liu's face.

The backhand straight punch was ready to go, and it also locked the opponent's head.

Liu Jiang controlled the distance between him and Brandley, stretched out his left hand, and hit the opponent's front hand jab that was speeding towards him.

There was a snap!

The opponent's front hand jab was deflected, and the attack was successfully broken up.

Before he could retract his left arm, he suddenly caught a glimpse of his opponent's backhand straight punches from the corner of his eye.

Without any time to think, General Liu took advantage of the situation and raised his left arm, blocking the path of the opponent's backhand straight punch.

"boom!"

The fist and left forearm collided together, and Liu shook his arm and successfully blocked the opponent's blow.

A sense of numbness came over him, making him slightly uncomfortable.

This guy's strength is really quite strong, he can almost catch up with the ladies in the foot bath shop.

General Liu was not one to just take a beating without fighting back. He looked for the space where the opponent could retract his arm.

He pushed hard with his right foot, leaned his upper body, and hit his opponent's chin with a powerful uppercut.

His body was like a fully drawn bow, with muscles bulging out. This was the ultimate expression of strength and beauty.

The uppercut was like a round-moon scimitar, drawing a graceful arc and striking Brandley's chin from bottom to top.

The sound of this right uppercut was extremely terrifying, and the moment the fist hit, there was a faint sound of breaking through the air.

Brandley was not a vegetarian either. The moment the sound of breaking through the air sounded, he reacted immediately.

He suddenly retracted his arm and subconsciously raised it in front of his face. His speed was actually a little faster than usual.

The two arms were clamped tightly, forming an iron wall, trying to block the opponent's uppercut.

Still feeling a little unsafe, Brandley put his head on the gloves.

Try to build a stable triangle to defend the opponent's attack.

"Boom!"

The fist was firmly stamped on Brandley's raised arms, like a heavy hammer hitting the solid concrete floor.

When the two collided, a loud noise was made.

The huge impact almost defeated Brandley's defense, and his originally clamped arms were almost shaken apart. Leaning back, he involuntarily took two steps back.

A huge force was exerted on Brandley's forehead through his arm, and a feeling of dizziness was fleeting.

Immediately afterwards, numbness and pain swept over his arms, making him almost unable to help but scream.

Stabilizing his body, Bradley was horrified. Is this a human being?
Is this power possible for humans? I'm afraid the other party is not a monster in human skin!
Superman? Hulk? Terminator? still
If he had been punched in the head like this, he would probably have died on the spot!
A trace of fear flashed in Brandley's eyes, and the look he looked at General Liu was filled with disbelief.

Liu Jiang didn't know what the opponent was thinking. He saw that his uppercut didn't work, but his opponent seemed to be stunned.

He connected his feet and leaned over with a sliding step.

With his left arm stretched out, a tricky and vicious left hook was formed, quickly striking Brandley's unguarded right abdomen.

That’s where the liver is, boom! liver! fist!
The fist drew a strange arc, as misty as smoke, like a light cavalry assault, piercing the opponent's vitals.

Brandley suddenly shuddered and came back to his senses.

He didn't care about the numbness that kept coming from his arm. His right arm protected his right rib.

It's too late, it's faster than that! The left hook hit Brandley's right forearm extremely violently.

There was a snapping sound!
Under the huge impact, his right forearm slapped hard on his abdominal ribs, causing a wave visible to the naked eye.

A numbing pain several times more severe than before rushed over, causing Bradley's brows to furrow into a frown.

You have to slow down a bit. If you get punched a few more times, your arms won't be able to exert their strength!

Brandley retreated with a sliding step, taking the initiative to widen the distance between him and General Liu.

He shook his hands vigorously, trying to make the damn numbness disappear quickly.

Seeing the other party's funny and embarrassed look, Liu Jiang sneered in his heart.

Can't you stand this? You only received two punches, where are you? I'm not happy yet!

Since this guy's arms can no longer hold their strength, I will beat you until you are weak.

He stepped quickly and quickly approached the opponent.

A set of straight punches were used, hitting the opponent's face.

When Brandley saw that the opponent was pressing him again, he quickly picked up his boxing frame.

This kid finally became smarter and stopped using his arms to block General Liu's punch.

Instead, he began to sway left and right, like a roly-poly, trying to dodge the opponent's direct punch combo.

Bradley's body was quite flexible and he avoided two straight punches from General Liu.

He took advantage of the gap between the opponent's attacks and launched his own counterattack.

A set of slightly sharp combination punches hit General Liu's head like mercury pouring down the ground.

The connection between fist and fist was very smooth, all in one go, like raindrops.

General Liu would dodge if he could. If he couldn't, he would either slap him away or raise his arms to eat directly.

He also responded with a set of combo punches, and his fists hit the opponent's head like a violent storm.

The two top boxers launched a mid-to-long distance attack, and the crackling sound of collision echoed throughout the ring.

For a moment, dense fists seemed to fill the space between the two.

The two boxing champions seemed to have extra arms appearing out of thin air, and the audience in the stands and those in front of the TV were almost stunned.

They couldn't tell whether it was an afterimage or a fist that would hit the opponent in the next second.

The two people fighting hard in the boxing ring were like two human-shaped forts, and their fists were like bullets fired by a Phalanx array.

You came and I fought wildly, and gradually, the two seemed to get angry.

They all reduced their dodge and defense in unison, and the muffled sounds from their fists hitting their bodies suddenly became continuous.

General Liu has no fear at all in a confrontation like this!

He firmly believes that he can resist better than the opponent, and at the same time, his fists are much heavier than the opponent.

Sure enough, it didn't take long before Brandley couldn't stand it any longer. His dodge frequency increased significantly and he raised his arms more and more often.

General Liu was delighted and immediately stepped up his offensive. He punched faster and harder.

This time, Bradley felt even more uncomfortable. He felt that there was no pain in his body.

This can't go on like this! As the pain accumulates, sooner or later there will be a moment when you can no longer bear it.

Taking advantage of the gap between the opponent's attacks, he quickly slid back and got out of General Liu's attack range.

Breathing heavily, Brandley began to use his flexible footsteps to engage in guerrilla fighting with his opponent.

It's really not cost-effective to attack each other, so it's better to be patient, find the opponent's flaws, and then strike with a fatal blow.

This is his wishful thinking now!

Liu would be able to make his opponent do what he wanted. He bowed his body, lowered his head, and raised his fists in front of him.

His eyes were fixed on Brandley's shoulder.

The two long legs suddenly started to move, and they stepped on their feet quickly, walking as nimbly as an elf in the forest.

His upper body began to sway from side to side, pendulum-style thrusting style!
Like a heavy tank, General Liu stepped on the accelerator and launched a crazy attack on Bradley.

Brandley was obviously frightened. He quickly retreated while hitting his opponent's head with jabs and straight punches.

A symphony seemed to be ringing in the boxing ring, and General Liu's footsteps seemed to hit every beat.

The frequency of his upper body shaking was also the same, and the rhythm was instantly full.

The opponent's fist either barely missed his scalp or just left a soft sigh in his ear.

Liu Jiang played with Brandley like a monkey, and the opponent's fists all failed, leaving him feeling lonely.

Brandley began to panic. He became disorganized and his fists were thrown out in a mess, becoming less and less intimidating.

Pressing in front of the opponent, General Liu almost came face to face with his opponent.

Seeing the panic in Brandley's eyes, General Liu's lips unconsciously raised, revealing a stern smile.

He swung his left and right hands wildly, and hit his opponent's ribs with two thunderous uppercuts.

Brandley's consciousness was quite good. He lowered his arms to protect his weak ribs.

"Crack! Crack!"

The fist hit his arm hard, making two crisp sounds.

A sharp pain hit him, and Brandley felt as if his arm had been broken by an opponent.

He subconsciously stepped back, but unexpectedly there was a feeling of restraint on his back.

Behind Brandley is the rope. He has no retreat and is in despair.

In desperation, he stretched out his arms and tried to hug General Liu.

Liu Jiang took advantage of this fleeting opportunity and once again threw a left hook with all his strength, hitting his opponent's liver.

　Time is urgent, so I’ll stop here. It’s not intentional! The first round is not over yet, we will continue beating him tomorrow and try to let Brandley find his father in his dream!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)