America is in control

Chapter 335: The pre-game clamor and the official start of the fight (will order tomorrow)

New York, Madison Square Garden, locker room.

In a small space, Liu connected his feet and moved flexibly. While controlling the distance between him and his coach, he kept throwing jabs and straight punches, hitting the target held by the opponent.

Crack, crackle!

The sound of fists hitting the target was continuous and resounded throughout the locker room.

Rooney looked at General Liu with a look of relief. He had seen all the efforts of the other party during this period.

After more than a month of targeted training, Liu's jab and straight punches became more and more terrifying, and his punching speed became even more shocking.

Rooney has no doubt how surprised Michael Zevitsky will be when he sees the iron fist of his disciple.

Not long after, Lei pushed open the door to the locker room, walked quickly to General Liu who had finished warming up, and whispered.

"Boss, it's our turn!"

General Liu slowly raised his head, took a deep breath, and then stood up unhurriedly.

Alfonso next to him saw this and immediately put a gold and red cloak on him.

Martin opened the door to the locker room, and a huge noise came in. The temperature in the locker room seemed to have suddenly increased several degrees.

A flash of excitement flashed in General Liu's eyes, and he suddenly started to take action, taking long strides and walking towards the outside of the locker room.

The golden and red cloak was raised high, and the victorious general went out again to the next battlefield.

All members of the logistics team followed General Liu closely and walked out of the locker room one by one.

On the way to the competition site, they consciously formed a tight formation, protecting General Liu in the middle.

The group of people moved forward slowly. Except for the sound of footsteps, no one made any noise. They were full of momentum, like an army setting off for battle.

Coming to the boxer tunnel, the exclusive background music "Veni Vidi Vici" sounded, with an exciting and exciting rhythm.

Liu Jiang stepped on the beat and walked towards the ring with a calm expression.

With his appearance, the entire Madison Square Garden seemed to be plunged into a sea of ​​joy, and countless spectators began to shout loudly.

Several spotlights shone on General Liu, and when the audience saw that familiar handsome face, their screams became even louder.

"New Caesar!"

"New Caesar Is Invincible! (New Caesar is invincible!)"

"John, grant us a great victory!"

The cheers at the scene were chaotic, but the sound was so huge that it almost toppled the dome of Madison Square Garden.

Liu Jiang hadn't been to New York for a while, but when he saw that the audience was still so enthusiastic, he raised his right arm and waved a few times toward the stands.

Seeing their idol respond, the audience in the stands became more and more excited. They waved their arms crazily and cheered louder.

The boxers' tunnel was completed in the blink of an eye. Liu Jiang came to the bottom of the ring and quickly climbed up the steps.

At this time, Alfonso had already helped him untie the rope around the ring, bent down, raised his feet, and twisted his body, and he stood on the ring.

Raising his right arm again, Liu Jiang faced the stands. He waved his fist vigorously twice to greet the audience.

The audience in the stands cheered and applauded without hesitation, and the atmosphere in Madison Square Garden became more and more heated.

After Liu Jiang finished greeting the audience, Alfonso also stepped into the ring. He took off the gold and red cloak for the opponent.

At this moment, the host's impassioned voice reached its peak.

He had a fanatical look on his face, and the teleprompter card in his hand danced wildly, and his expression was extremely exaggerated.

Suddenly, the host stopped and pointed his finger at General Liu.

".WBC/WBA/IBF/WBO middleweight grand slam king, WBC light heavyweight champion, the new Caesar, John!"

As soon as the host finished speaking, Liu Jiang suddenly started. He raised his arms high, took big steps, and walked around the ring along the rope.

The audience in the stands were very cooperative, with continuous applause and shouts, and the face was given quite well!
When Liu Jiang returned to his corner, a Germanic-style background music sounded, and Michel Zevitski led his logistics team into the boxer tunnel.

Wearing a black cloak trimmed with gold, he walked toward the ring unusually calmly without any unnecessary movements.

There were scattered cheers and applause for Michael Zevitski from some in the stands.

Standing in the boxing ring, Liu Jiang looked at the approaching Michelle Zevitsky with cold eyes.

This 'spiritual' Germanic has a good nature, neither arrogant nor impetuous. Apart from being a little arrogant, he doesn't have any obvious shortcomings.

But when you meet yourself, you can only blame your bad luck! In this boxing championship unification fight, I am bound to win!

Michael Zevitsky walked slowly to the front of the ring. He climbed the steps in three steps and then got into the ring with a single bend.

The 'spiritual' Germanic man also raised his right arm and greeted the audience in the stands.

But it is a pity that the applause and cheers he received were less than one-tenth of those of General Liu.

The host's voice became passionate again, and he waved his right hand in the air a few times, and then pointed at Michelle Zewski.

".WBO light heavyweight belt holder, 'Tiger', Dariusz Michelzewski!"

Michelzewski raised his arms and waved his fists twice, and the logistics team members standing behind him took off the black cloak with gold trim.

Putting down his fists, he turned his head and looked at General Liu at the opposite corner of the ring.

A fierce light flashed in Michelle Zevitsky's eyes, a cold and cruel smile appeared on his face, and his eyes were provocative.

General Liu's eyes were gleaming, as if they were real. He put a joking smile on his face and stared back without any sign of weakness.

The eyes of the two boxing champions collided in mid-air, and for a moment, a biting cold wind seemed to blow on the ring.

The host began to introduce the achievements of the two boxing champions in a jittery manner.

Liu Jiang, 20 years old, is 191cm tall and has a wingspan of 198cm. He has a professional record of 21 victories. All games were won by KO, with a KO rate of 100%.

Michelle Zewski, 29 years old, is 184cm tall and has a wingspan of 178cm. He has a professional record of winning 34 games, 24 of which were won by KO/TKO, with a KO rate of 70.6%.

After introducing the two boxing champions, the host handed the boxing ring to the referee.

The referee quickly walked to the center of the ring and waved to General Liu and Michelle Zeewski.

When the two boxing champions stood next to each other, the referee began to read out the rules of the game.

"Gentlemen, I want a clean game."

The referee's chatter came to his ears, and General Liu's eyes were fixed on the sinister face of Michelle Zewski, his eyes extremely cold. The same is true for Michelle Zevitsky. His eyes are emotionless, as if he wants to devour the other person alive.

The eyes of the two boxing champions were fiercely fighting in mid-air, and the smell of gunpowder in the boxing ring gradually became stronger.

Liu Jiang was half a head taller than Michael Zevitsky. He lowered his head slightly, and his aura was rising steadily, making him look very oppressive.

Michelle Zewski didn't give in too much. He turned his head and glanced sideways at the other party. The smile on his face looked quite evil.

The two boxing champions were facing each other, getting closer and closer, and their foreheads almost touched each other.

"Boy, prepare for a tragic fate! Challenging me is the biggest mistake you've ever made in your life!"

Michelle Zewski's head arched forward, pressing against General Liu's forehead.

There was a fierce light in his eyes, and he squeezed out a sentence through his teeth, which was extremely arrogant.

"Ha! I don't know where you get your confidence from! Mr. 'Footband'!"

Faced with Michelle Zewski's crazy clamor, Liu Jiang showed a contemptuous smile on his face and mocked the other party.

"God Damn It! How dare you mention that word! Damn it, I'm going to tear your mouth apart!"

"I'm going to take away everything from you, starting with this WBC light heavyweight championship belt, and at the same time end your unbeatable record."

"I will knock out your teeth one by one, then tear off your flexible tongue, and finally give you a complete failure!"

Michelle Zewski was a little over the top, and he cursed angrily.

"You don't have that ability! 'Spiritual' Germanic!"

"There may be someone in this world who can defeat me in the boxing ring, but I know that person is definitely not you!"

"I'll give you a piece of advice. Before the game starts, quickly ask your attendant to reserve a hospital bed for you. You will definitely be able to use it later."

Liu will use all his firepower, taunting each other face to face, and not being indifferent to the other party at all.

"Fxxk You! You're dead! I'm going to blow your head off"

"Son Of Bitch! Did you put feces in your mouth? I'm going to perform a comprehensive plastic surgery on you. Don't worry, after the game is over, I guarantee that even your own mother won't be able to recognize your post-surgery appearance. "

The two boxing champions exchanged obscenities and wildly exchanged blows. The referee was a little nervous and was afraid that the two would fight directly.

He quickly read out the rules of the game and pulled the two boxing champions away from each other, who were getting more and more excited.

As the bell rang, the boxing championship unification battle officially began.

Liu Jiang picked up his boxing frame and leaned towards his opponent with all his concentration. When he estimated that the distance was close, he punched the opponent with a front hand jab and pointed it at the opponent's head.

The lead jab is fast, but Micheal Zeewski's reactions are just as quick.

He tilted his head and narrowly dodged the front hand jab.

It was not Michael Zevitsky's temperament to just take a beating without fighting back. He jumped, got short, and threw a straight backhand punch.

The backhand straight punch is surprisingly fast, but the momentum is not obvious. It is like a spear thrusting, quickly piercing the opponent's soft abdomen.

Liu Jiang reacted very quickly. He slid back and tried to dodge the backhand straight punch.

At the same time, he tightened his abdominal muscles and prepared for a hard resistance.

Come and go without indecent!
Liu lowered his right arm, then pulled it sharply, forming a powerful right uppercut.

The right uppercut was extremely swift and powerful, aiming straight at Michelle Zevitsky's head.

Michelzewski caught a glimpse of this majestic right uppercut from the corner of his eye. Without thinking, he immediately withdrew his strength, raised his upper body at the same time, connected with his feet, and stepped back.

The backhand straight punch that he had withdrawn in the middle was in vain, not even hurting a single hair on General Liu's body.

Similarly, General Liu's right uppercut slid past Michelle Zevitsky's nose. The punch was so strong that it did not cause any damage other than messing up the opponent's hair.

The two boxing champions opened a distance and then quickly approached.

Feeling that the distance was close, Liu Jiang launched a set of jab combos, weak and solid, light at the front and heavy at the back, aiming directly at the opponent's face.

Michelzewski's head tilted, and he was thinking of repeating his old trick, trying to avoid his opponent's front hand jab.

Unexpectedly, General Liu changed his stance midway and gave up the first front hand jab. Then his left arm shook and the heavy jab was thrown in a different direction.

The heavy jab was like a meteor streaking across the night sky. With lightning speed, it hit Michelle Zeewski's forehead hard, making a crisp sound.

Michael Zevitsky threw his head back, feeling dizzy. He immediately raised his arms to form a shield, covering his face.

At the same time, he slid back and quickly stepped back, trying to put some distance between him and General Liu.

Seeing that his heavy jab successfully landed and his opponent was running away with his head in his arms, General Liu was overjoyed and immediately launched a pursuit.

He stepped forward quickly, biting Michelle Zewski like a shadow, and fired a backhand straight punch, aiming directly at the gap between the opponent's arms.

The backhand straight punch was as powerful as thunder, and in the blink of an eye it hit the shield formed by Michelle Zevitsky's two forearms.

There was a muffled bang!
The huge force came, and Michelle Zevitsky felt his arms shake, and the frame was almost broken.

A numb and itchy feeling surged over him, and he gritted his teeth, trying his best to avoid crying out in pain.

damn it! Is there a piece of iron hidden in this kid's glove? Why does it feel like my hands have been hit with a hammer?
Michelzewski cursed secretly. He stepped more quickly and quickly opened the distance between him and his opponent.

General Liu won't let anyone take advantage of him and once again closed in on his opponent.

He took a long stride, stretched out his right arm, and stretched it to his heart's content, like a fully drawn bow.

He kicked the ground violently, twisted his waist sharply, and punched out with a spinning fist, forming an astonishing right hand swing.

The sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded, and the big swing of the right hand drew a perfect arc, like a crescent moon emerging on the ring.

The moon is crescent, and the crescent moon is pointing directly at Michelle Zewski's left cheek!
A gust of evil wind hit him, and from the corner of his eye he caught sight of this terrifying right hand swing. Michelle Zevitsky's heart almost rose to his throat.

This 'spiritual' Germanic man is indeed a veteran in the boxing world. The more critical the situation, the calmer he becomes.

He did not choose to take the big right hand punch forcefully. Instead, he lowered his body and buried his head in an attempt to avoid General Liu's attack.

Michelle Zeewski's reactions are indeed quick enough and his body is flexible enough.

The right hand swung his fist and scratched his scalp, making him feel lonely.

The friction between the gloves and hair generated electricity, which made Michelzewski's hair stand on end like a hedgehog.

But no matter what, this 'spiritual' Germanic man successfully dodged this super punch that was enough to send him to sleep.

Seeing Liu Jiang's huge flaw exposed due to his failed attack, a fierce light flashed in Michelle Zeewski's eyes!
(End of this chapter)