Across America, Starting with the Boxing Champion Chapter 68

Chapter 68 The Second Knockdown

“10, 9, 8, 7”

In the boxing ring, Aragorn fell to the ground and struggled, and the referee squatted beside him to count.

Link was breathing heavily while leaning on the rope. His right arm was hanging on the rope, and his biceps were twitching. Although the throwing punch just now was used beautifully, it was too hard and the impact was too much. The exertion caused a slight strain on the biceps and some pain in the finger joints.

At this time, when he heard the referee counting, he also didn't want Aragorn to stand up. It was best to lie down for 10 seconds. However, Aragorn had good physical fitness and extremely high resistance to fighting. This punch would definitely not be able to solve him. .

When the referee counted to five, Aragorn put his hands on the ground and stood up slowly. His body swayed and he held on to the rope to steady himself. He turned his head, snorted heavily from his short nose, and looked angrily. Holding Link.

Link knew where his anger came from.

The two of them had agreed before that they would fight for honor and die for honor. Link suddenly stepped away and threw a backhand punch. Aragorn felt that he had been cheated, and he was naturally very angry.

But Link didn't feel like he had done anything wrong.

The boxing ring is the battlefield, and kindness to your opponent is cruelty to yourself. Even a three-year-old child knows this.

In the first round, he had no advantage over Aragorn, so he had no choice but to adopt the third-rate tactic of "exchanging punches for punches and injuries for injuries."

After more than half a round of 'mutual fighting', Aragorn's defense and physical strength were greatly weakened, and the game fell into his own rhythm. When Link found that he was sure to severely damage Aragorn, he would naturally not use a fight that would hurt both sides. There was no way, so he punched Aragorn.

This punch woke Aragorn up, and only a sober person would be angry.

This anger is also the emotion Link hopes to see.

“Aragorn, do you dare to fight for honor again?”

Link shouted.

Aragorn stared at him, the corners of his eyes trembling fiercely, and the anger on his face was real.

Aragorn was about to take action with anger in his eyes when the bell rang for the end of the second round.

Link came to the rest area and asked Morales to help massage his right arm to relieve the pain.

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Aragorn sat on a round stool with a dark face, and the team doctor helped treat the wounds on his face.

"Aragorn, don't trade punches with Link anymore. The advantage of our Cuban boxing lies in speed and technology, not strength and physique. If you trade punches with him and trade injuries for injuries, you will fall into his game rhythm. In the end, you will definitely will be defeated by him."

Savon frowned and said.

Before the game, he was quite confident about this game. He believed that although Link was very powerful, his overall strength was worse than Aragorn. Aragorn had a great chance of defeating Link with points.

When the game started, Aragorn and Link exchanged punches dozens of times, regardless of the outcome. This part was not bad.

But the rest of the game was chaotic. Link would trade injuries for injuries, and Aragorn would trade injuries for injuries. Link would give up defense and attack each other, and Aragorn would continue to cooperate, completely following Link's rhythm.

Until just now, after seeing Aragorn completely fall into the trap, Link, like a seasoned hunter, immediately used his killing move and then threw his punch, trapping Aragorn once and for all.

Sometimes Savon also admires Link, a young man. His use of ring tactics and understanding of people's hearts are very sophisticated and unique, and he doesn't look like a 20-year-old at all.

And the ferocity he showed when boxing, he was more like a seasoned boxer than a new boxer who had just debuted.

Savon doesn't know where Link came from as a freak. All he can do now is to warn Aragorn a few more words to prevent him from falling into Link's trap again.

"I understand. I will follow my own pace and try my best to defeat Link Baker."

Aragorn clenched his fists and said firmly.

Savon sighed softly, "Aragorn, I said don't care too much about winning or losing. It doesn't matter if you lose this game. Our focus is on the Olympics. You can't get hurt. And now your ribs and face are injured by Link." , if the injury is more serious, your Olympic journey will end here, do you understand?”

Aragorn was silent for a moment and nodded.

Dang Dang Dang!

The bell rang for the third round, and Link and Aragorn walked to the middle of the ring.

“Referee! He attacked me verbally.”

As soon as Link opened his mouth, Aragorn immediately complained to the referee. According to the rules of the boxing match, during the match, the boxers of both sides are not allowed to speak on the stage or use verbal attacks. However, this rule is not too strict. As long as the opponent does not object, the referee will not There will be more interference.

The referee came over and gave Link a warning and announced the start of the third round.

Link shook his head. Aragorn was unwilling to communicate with him, so he could not use the psychological tactics he had prepared. Now he could only fight hard.

But fortunately, after two rounds of hard fighting, Aragorn's strength, stamina, and ability to resist blows were weakened.

The opponent's high-grade horse becomes a medium-grade horse, and your own medium-grade horse becomes a high-grade horse.

The advantage is mine!

After the game started, Link did not dare to rest and immediately charged towards Aragorn with a fist.

Aragorn raised his arms and put them in front of his head. He kept moving and adopted a defensive tactic.

Aragon has a strong body, and his arm muscles are as strong as stones. His ability to withstand blows is not much inferior to that of Haitian Peters. Moreover, he is black and has a small head. When he protects his head with his arms, he wants to hit him accurately. The head is very difficult. But Link liked to do challenging things the most. He waved his fists and punched Aragorn's arms, chest and abdomen one after another.

If it were in the first round, when Aragorn was in his heyday, it would be no more difficult for Link to break through his defense than to break through Peters' iron wall.

But in the first two rounds, Aragorn was hit by an uppercut and a backfist, and was knocked to the ground, which was very physically and mentally draining.

At this time, Aragorn is also at a relatively weak stage, and it is also an excellent time to attack him.

Link endured the stinging pain in his right arm, which was a sign of a muscle strain, and launched attacks again and again at Aragorn's defense line with both arms, ten punches, twenty punches, and thirty punches. Link's arms began to go numb, and his body became sweaty. Out like pulp.

Punch 32, bang! Link hit Aragorn on the left shoulder with a straight punch. Aragorn was staggered, and a hole suddenly appeared in the defensive line.

good chance! Link instantly launched his left jab, passed through Aragorn's defense, and hit Aragorn in the face at an extremely tricky angle. Aragorn staggered and unconsciously took a step back. The front door suddenly opened wide. .

good chance! Link waved his fists, pressing down on Aragorn's arms, hitting Aragorn's side, forehead, and jaw with straight punches, jabs, and uppercuts.

Aragorn was beaten to the left and right and was about to reach out to hug him, using a hug tactic.

How could Link give him a chance? He suddenly took half a step back, and then a straight right punch hit Aragorn on the forehead. Aragorn suddenly took two steps back, sat down on the ring, and slid back. A few centimeters.

Wow!

The audience let out another burst of exclamations.

“Come on Link!”

“Champion Link!”

Seeing Aragorn fall to the ground again, the people supporting Link at the scene also cheered excitedly.

Link gasped and stood on the ring, the biceps muscle of his right arm beating sharply. After the numbness disappeared, the stinging pain from the strain was coming out bit by bit. Link could only clench his fists and fight the pain. It hurts to confront.

“10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5”

The referee counted to 6, and Aragorn once again stood up with difficulty, his body swaying back and forth, obviously he had not recovered from the violent impact just now.

“Come on Aragorn!”

The Cuban audience in the audience stood up and shouted, come on, hoping that Aragon can persevere.

Aragorn stood up slowly, bulging his muscles, and roared at Link.

Link met him with his fist, taking advantage of Aragorn's unstable state, and struck with more than twenty punches in a row, causing Aragorn to retreat continuously.

Aragorn knew how powerful he was, so he protected his head with his fists and dodged around in the ring, never confronting him head-on.

Dang Dang Dang! The bell rings for the third round.

“Come on Link!”

“Link is the champion!”

When Link walked back to the rest area, many people cheered hoarsely.

Link waved his fists and sat down on the stool. The sweat on his body had already wet his shorts.

"Link, your right arm is seriously injured. Stop using your right hand. We have already won. You knocked down Aragorn twice in the first three rounds, causing him to count twice. In terms of score, we are also higher than him. The next round you just have to delay the game until the end and we win.”

Coach Ed said as he put ice on his arm.

Link shook his head, "My goal is KO. As long as the opponent is still standing, I will never give up attacking."

“But your arm, if you continue to fight like this, it will affect the Olympic competition.”

Coach Ed frowned.

“It doesn't matter, win this game first.”

Link said with a firm voice.

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The atmosphere in the blue team's rest area was a bit heavy. Aragorn was knocked down twice in the first three rounds, which greatly exceeded Savon's expectations.

Before the game, he thought a lot and designed many tactics for Aragorn against Link. But when it came to the game, the rhythm of the game was led away by Link from the beginning. By the third round, the game had changed beyond recognition. It was completely beyond Savon's imagination, and none of those tactics were used.

There is only one round left in the game, and Aragorn is in very bad shape at this time. It may be difficult to counterattack Link and win the game.

“Aragorn, Link's right arm is injured. In the next round, you must defend with all your strength and try to drag the game to the end. It's best not to be hit by Link again. Your injuries cannot be aggravated.”

Savon advised.

Aragorn looked at Link in the opposite corner angrily and nodded fiercely. As long as the game was delayed to the end, Link could not win by KO. Even if he won the game, it would not be a complete victory. He would never let this despicable man win again. Guy gets his way.

Dang Dang Dang!

The last round of the game begins.

(End of this chapter)

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