C521 Falling Fist (1/2)
”Hu!”
Wu Feng exhaled a long breath. Seeing that Ye Liuyun was finally going to be on stage, he finally felt at ease.
The feeling this time was a little different than last time when he saw Ye Liuyun participating in the ten-meter gas step snatch.
Last time, it could be said that Wu Feng did not regard Ye Liuyun being able to stage as any kind of hope at all.
But this time, Wu Feng suddenly felt that could Ye Liuyun create another miracle?
In his heart, he was already beginning to feel anticipation.
He looked at the time. There were only less than five minutes left before the official start of the competition. He then calmed down and waited quietly.
The rules for boxing at the National Games were similar to those of other world boxing competitions, with the exception of the next three, which could not be attacked, and the general rules were the same.
However, most of the time, all the matches in the tournament would rely on the players' points to calculate the points. In the end, the points would determine the victor or loser.
In the whole history of boxing, there were very few cases of KO. After all, the boxing gloves used in these kinds of competitions were very different from those used in some of the world's boxing competitions.
The boxing gloves of the whole tournament had a stronger defense. Although a fighter's full strength punch was enough to make an ordinary person lie down, when faced with a competitor who had also experienced a few rounds of training, most of the time, it was still a counterattack strategy.
Standing below the stage, Wu Feng suddenly felt that he had talked too little with Ye Liuyun. He hurriedly gave the coach a meaningful glance, and Ye Liuyun was quickly found by the coach.
But before the coach could say anything, the results of the match had already come out. Ye Liuyun was already in the first round!
”You have to be careful later. With the point system, try your best to at least get hit by the other party. Afterwards, try your best to attack the opponent …”
”Alright, I understand.”
Ye Liuyun waved his hand and walked up the stage.
The coach looked at Ye Liuyun with a wave of helplessness.
Wu Feng nervously took out a tissue to wipe his sweat, staring at the stage without blinking.
A total of 20 boxers of this level were divided into 10 groups for the competition.
Each round would take 3 minutes, a total of 3 rounds. This wasn't like a world-class match where one had to compete for endurance, but for skills instead.
Ye Liuyun's first opponent was actually a contestant from the East Ocean Continent!
Looking at the same skin color, the other smiled provocatively at Ye Liuyun, revealing a set of teeth.
”Do you know anything about China?”
Ye Liuyun frowned, and did not bother to answer him, immediately starting to exercise.
The referee was already in position, and all sorts of cameras were aimed at him.
”Begin!”
As the sound of the whistle faded away, the competitor smiled lightly and walked towards Ye Liuyun with light steps.
Below the stage, Wu Feng's heart sank a little.
Ye Liuyun, who was on the stage, might not know about him, but Wu Feng knew that this competitor of the Eastern Ocean Country was called Wu Jingsanlang.
His battle record had also reached the level of five gold and three silver. In the last National Games, he had even defeated a powerful participant from the E Nation.
Regarding this Wu Jingsanlang, Wu Feng and the others had even done a series of research on him, the results showed that this guy was definitely not as simple as someone who had learnt boxing.
It was very possible that Wu Jingsanlang had trained in the secret arts of the Eastern Ocean Country. His movements were light and graceful, but his fists were cruel and tricky.
At this moment, seeing that Ye Liuyun's opponent was him, Wu Feng and the other participants from China who knew Wu Jingsanlang's background, all felt their hearts in their throats.
And at that moment, on the stage, Wu Jingsanlang was carefully provoking Ye Liuyun.