Chapter 192 British boxing hooligans (2)
Wang Hao is training venue F of the National Boxing Sports Center of Ukraine. This venue is of average size and has four rings. The entire venue is open to Asian athletes participating in the World Youth Boxing Championships.
It's already past eight o'clock in the evening. At this time, there are only a few boxers left in the stadium. There is only Wang Hao on the Chinese team, as well as two Japanese boxers and three Korean boxers.
Two Japanese fighters, one of whom Wang Hao also knew, it was the Japanese national youth champion Taiji Fujino who had played against Wang Hao in the previous Asian regional trials of the Almaty World Youth Boxing Championships in Kazakhstan.
Fujino Taiji defeated Wang Hao in the Asian Regional Trials, but through the subsequent elimination rounds, he still won the place to enter the World Youth Boxing Championships.
Although Fujino Taiji just lost the game and failed to make the final sixteen, but he still insisted on training hard these days, taking advantage of the game has just ended, to find the reason for the failure.
"You hit me like this!" Taiji Fujino made a move and asked the Japanese boxer with a mustache opposite him to hit him, "This way!"
Fujino's action is a tricky angle. In yesterday's game, he was knocked down by an opponent from New Zealand at this tricky angle.
Taiji Fujino still remembers his mistake. He knew that he must have a loophole in defense, so he hurried to practice as soon as the game was over.
The Japanese boxer with mustache nodded and punched quickly. Following the movements made by Fujino Taiji, he hit an uppercut and directly hit Fujino Taiji's minibus.
Boom!
This punch, the mustache boxer, didn't even keep his hands, and he hit it directly, and he staggered the unprepared Fujino Taiji with one punch and almost fell to the ground.
"You XX!" Taiji Fujino scolded, "Why hit it directly? I haven't said to start yet!"
"Excuse me! Excuse me!" The mustache fighter hurriedly bowed to Taiji Fujino and apologized, "Let's come again!"
Mustache's position in the Japanese team is not as good as Fujino Taiji. It was pulled by Fujino Taiji as a sparring team, and he was respectful to Fujino Taiji.
Just as the two of them were about to start again, there was a shout, and the sound of hitting the sandbag very quickly rang out.
Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!
"Hmph! Hmph! Hmph!" This was Wang Hao practicing boxing. He was standing on the ring, punching very quickly, moving like a cunning rabbit, punching as fast as lightning, and his hands like a machine gun, hitting on a sandbag. Non-stop.
Taiji Fujino and the moustache boxer were attracted by Wang Hao's voice. They looked at Wang Hao who was punching. They were attracted by the rhythm and speed of Wang Hao's beating. Wang Hao's beating was like a sharp hand in their eyes. The sharp knife is general, every punch cuts the space in front of him.
Furthermore, Taiji Fujino and the moustache boxer can clearly see from Wang Hao's punching movements that the puncher who hits the sandbag has a technical prowess far better than the two of them.
"Wang Hao!" Taiji Fujino, who had played a game with Wang Hao, recognized it.
is also a participating boxer in the World Youth Boxing Championships. Taiji Fujino also knows that Wang Hao has already qualified in the group, and he knows that Wang Hao is the only Asian boxer to enter the top 16 this time.
Wang Hao's performance made Fujino Taiji very envious. His eyes were full of jealousy when he looked at Wang Hao. Fujino Taiji never thought that a young boxer from China could be so sharp and capable of reaching the top ten of the World Youth Boxing Championships. Top six.
and defeated an excellent Cuban boxer and an excellent American boxer in the group stage, and Fujino Taiji heard that Wang Hao won by knockout.
If it weren't for someone to see it with his own eyes, Fujino Taiji couldn't believe this was true. Fujino Taiji always believed that their Japanese fighters could represent the highest strength of Asian fighters, but now it seems that they might be the same in front of Wang Hao. A louder fart.
"Hit it!" the mustache fighter reminded.
"Hit!" Fujino Taiji turned around. At this time, the mustache fighter had already shot.
Boom!
Fujino Taiji, who had not had time to make a defensive action, was hit in the chin with an upper hook by the moustache boxer again. The hit Fujino Taiji turned half a circle, thumped and knelt down.
And the side that kneeled down, just faced Wang Hao.
Wang Hao, who was hitting the sandbag, heard a plop and turned around to see that Taiji Fujino knelt down at himself on the ring next to him.
Wang Hao shook his head and laughed. The last time he played a game with Fujino Taiji, Fujino Taiji knelt down in front of him three times. He did not expect to kneel enough, so he came again today.
Wang Hao ignored Taiji Fujino's gift, turned around and continued to concentrate on the sandbag hitting. Sandbag hitting was Wang Hao's last training event today. After hitting Wang Hao, he went back.
There are four ring in this stadium, arranged in a diamond shape. The ring where Wang Hao is located is the closest to the door. Inside is the ring of Japanese fighters, and the innermost is the ring of Korean fighters. Three Korean fighters are training there.
Korean people like to work overtime at work, and Korean boxers like to work overtime. Although they don't know how effective they are, at least they have to make enough time and at least appear to be working hard. This is their idea.
Three Korean boxers, two of them are Wang Hao's acquaintance. One of them is South Korea's national youth champion Kim Sung-kwang. When Wang Hao came to Ukraine for a training camp last time, he played against Wang Hao and was knocked down by Wang Hao.
In the World Youth Boxing Championships two days ago, Wang Hao and Wang Hao were in the same group, but the two did not meet, because Kim Sung Kwang was eliminated by American boxer Carl Vajs early, while Wang Hao defeated Huerta and Huerta. Carl Vajs, directly advanced to the top sixteen.
Another Korean boxer Wang Hao knew was Lu Xuan Yi, who was knocked down by Wang Hao during a Ukrainian training camp. Lu Xuan Yi was second only to Kim Sung Kwang in South Korea.
The rhythmic sound of Wang Hao hitting the sandbags also rang in the ears of the three Korean fighters.
Lu Xuanyi followed the voice and looked at it, and it was Wang Hao, shocked.
Wang Hao's sharp knockdown left an indelible mark on Lu Xuanyi's mind. Wang Hao is now a scourge in Lu Xuanyi's eyes, and Lu Xuanyi was terrified just by seeing it.
"Brother Cheng Guang! Wang Hao!" Lu Xuanyi said with a trembling voice.
Jin Chengguang also followed the voice long ago, and saw Wang Hao, he was more stable than Lu Xuanyi, but he was still a little frustrated when he saw Wang Hao.
Thinking of Wang Hao sweeping the Cuban boxer and the American boxer Carl Vajez who once knocked him down, Jin Chengguang also felt a sense of coercion coming from Wang Hao. Wang Hao is really too strong, like an insurmountable mountain. , Jin Chengguang, Lu Xuanyi and the like could only look up at Wang Hao at the foot of the mountain, shivering.
At this moment, a group of about ten European and American boxers rushed in from outside the stadium, led by the American gold glove champion Jill Vajez, and at the forefront were a few wearing jackets and wearing jackets. Earrings, a weird but excited British boxer.
After they came in, they first saw Kim Sung Kwang and the three of them, then looked around the entire stadium and shouted: "Don't let them run away, break the Korean legs!"
The European and American fighters who were coming to avenge Carl Vajs yelled strangely and rushed to three Korean fighters and two Japanese fighters who were close to the Korean fighters.
When they rushed out a few meters, a British boxer with a hoop on his mouth noticed that there was an Asian boxer on the ring at the door, and this Asian boxer was naturally Wang Hao.
The British boxer with a hoop on his mouth turned his head, screaming, and rushed towards Wang Hao alone.
(End of this chapter)
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