Chapter 67

The fitness area of Villa Mo Wen has a boxing ring.

There was no before, but when Mo Wen thought of inviting many champions to duel in his house, he asked people to set up a ring in the fitness area.

In the ring, Tyson, who was ready to warm up, wore boxing gloves, and his black and dark body showed strong muscles.

“Don’t you bring protective gear?”

He looked at Mo Wen, who only wore a pair of fists and had nothing else to say, and asked suspiciously.

Hearing this, Mo Wen thought for a while, and nodded after a moment: “No need for Mr. Tyson, a pair of fists is enough.” ”

Tyson’s eyes suddenly froze, and he heard confidence in Mo Wen’s tone.

But this confidence seemed to Tyson to be an insult to him.

Because he is a heavyweight boxer champion, even if the opponent wears protective gear and mouth guards, he must be careful with his fists.

Tyson knew very well how powerful his fist was, and he didn’t want Mo Wen to look at it more favorably, and he paid for his teenager to be injured too badly.

So he said in a deep voice: “I remind you again, Mo Wen, wear protective gear, otherwise I don’t guarantee that you will be injured.” ”

“I understand your kindness, let’s get started, Mr. Tyson.”

Mo Wen’s words made Tyson’s face change slightly, and he was a little angry.

It seems that I need to let you know how powerful the fist of the strongest man in the world is… Tyson raised his fist and made a boxing stance.

Let you feel it first, Mo Wen!

Tyson thought in his heart, and an arrow came to Mo Wen with an arrow step and punched Mo Wen’s chin.

His punches are fast, but not great.

In Tyson’s opinion, even though Mo Wen’s physical fitness is strong, the chin is an important hitting position that no one can avoid.

As soon as it is hit, the force transmitted to the brain will cause intracranial concussion, which is a big reason why Tyson has been able to knock out his opponent for many years.

Seeing that Mo Wen did not react to his attack, Tyson smiled secretly in his heart: In the end, he is a layman, and he doesn’t know how to react to an attack, and it seems that the champion who told me to invite sanda Muay Thai before is just stubborn.

Syllable!

His fist hit Mo Wen’s jaw, and Tyson couldn’t help but close his eyes.

“It’s over, I will be at least unconscious with this punch among ordinary people… Wait, this tactile feel!? ”

Before he finished speaking, Tyson suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Mo Wen with a surprised gaze.

Mo Wen, who had expected to pass out, was looking at himself with a smile at this time, and his fist was still attached to Mo Wen’s face.

“This feeling… Did I hit rocks? ”

Tyson thought in shock.

In the next second, he felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, as if he had been hit by a person with a 50-kilogram pendulum.

“Wow…”

Tyson spat out gastric juice and acid, knelt on the ground and hugged his stomach tightly.

At that moment just now, he felt that his intestines were about to be broken.

“Obviously with a fist, how could it be…” Tyson’s tears and snot flowed out, and his mind couldn’t help but think of countermeasures.

Although he was hit in the abdomen with a heavy punch, Tyson’s endurance was also honed, and he stood up almost after a while.

He wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Mo Wen’s eyes that were no longer as light as just now.

“It seems that Mr. Tyson has already set up his mind.”

Mo Wen looked at Tyson with flat eyes, the reason why he didn’t attack just now was to make Tyson correct his attitude, otherwise what was he spending so much money for.

“I apologize to you, Mo Wen, it’s my attitude that has a problem, I didn’t expect you to be so powerful!”

Tyson said in amazement, only feeling that the blood in his body was much faster.

This is a feeling that can only be felt in the face of a strong enemy.

“Next, I will do my best to express my respect and gratitude to you!” There was burning under his eyes, but he looked at Mo Wen cautiously.

“Very good, this way you are worth my high price.”

Mo Wen smiled slightly, and walked towards Tyson without any defense.

This time, Tyson will not underestimate Mo Wen, judging from the feeling of hitting Mo Wen just now, the general force can not cause damage to Mo Wen at all, and he can only win by exerting his full strength.

Swish!

Tyson tentatively threw a left jab, the speed of which was almost imperceptible to the naked eye.

Don’t look at his size, but his speed, including reflexes, is comparable to that of lightweight or even featherweight.

That crisp and short breaking sound speaks for itself.

However, Mo Wen reacted faster, and even blocked this punch with the back of his fist first.

At this moment, Tyson’s eyes froze, and his right fist slammed into Mo Wen’s abdomen with reckless strength.

The punch was enough to knock a 100-kilogram sandbag to the ceiling, knocking even an adult off.

But in the face of such a heavy attack, Mo Wen did not dodge, but also threw out his fist and slammed into Tyson’s cheek.

Boom!

Boom!!

Click!

Tyson’s fist hit Mo Wen’s abdomen, and Mo Wen’s fist also hit Tyson.

Although the two hit each other at the same time, it caused different results.

Mo Wen’s body only bowed after receiving a heavy punch from Tyson, but Tyson flew out directly upside down and hit the rope in the boxing ring, and was bounced back to the ground by the elasticity of the rope.

Tyson, who was lying on the ground, opened his eyes wide, his pupils kept shaking like sleepiness, and Yin Hong’s blood flowed out of his crooked nose, and soon merged into a pool in the ring.

“This power… This power…”

Tyson seemed to remember the first fight with a gym coach in his youth, the same pain, the same powerlessness.

Tyson, who was hit by a fist as heavy as an iron ball, only felt that the world in front of him was blurred and distorted as if it was submerged by water.

“1!!”

“2!!”

“3!!”

Be… Who is it…..!?

Vaguely, it was as if someone was timing in Tyson’s ears.

“4!!”

Who is timing !?

Tyson barely opened his eyes, his pupils as if they had lost focus.

This kind of private game is street fighting… Knockdown shouldn’t be timed!

He looked up, as if to see who was clocking.

“Joe, John—”

“John Salimba!!”

Tyson’s pupils shrank, and he called out the name of the greatest boxer of the 20th century, the man known as the god of boxing.

In front of him, a translucent figure and a foreign man with terrifying muscles stood in front of him.

‘Hahaha, look at your embarrassed look…’

‘Since you are known as the world’s heavyweight champion… Just can’t be there in a daze! ’

The phantom man, named John Salimba, said: ‘Boy, you remember for me, the so-called boxing heavyweight champion…’

‘It’s the strongest man on earth!’ ’

Tyson’s pupils began to focus, and his eyes glowed again.

‘ok! Boy, go fight!! ’

The phantom makes a boxer’s posture and then disappears.

Swish!

Tyson stood up again, and unlike just now, an unprecedented momentum appeared on his body.

“Come on, let’s keep fighting!” Tyson put on a stand and said feverishly.

……

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