At the beginning, Oakley quickly entered the state, using his height and wingspan to launch boxing pressure, and continuously launched a storm-like attack.

This set of attacks made the boxers in the field dizzy. Although most boxers knew that Oakley was powerful, they were still a little dissatisfied because he had not proved himself in the professional boxing arena.

But after this series of punches at the beginning, they were convinced. Faced with such steps and such heavy punches, they had no power to resist!

If Kun Cha greets him head-on, he will be unable to resist and cannot even avoid him. There are several kilogram differences between the two sides.

So he said in advance that he had to play well in the game and let him go. If he only followed the rules of boxing matches, he would have been kosted.

Under the Muay Thai rules, Kuncha was like a fish in water. He kept his head back with both hands, and his thin body quickly shook. He took the opportunity to kick Oakley's knees and calves from time to time. Although he failed to kick, he successfully interfered with Oakley's pace.

The footsteps of boxers are so important. For example, Ali Zongheng World Boxing is famous for its butterfly steps. Wang Bo sees Oakley's footsteps flexibility and feels more like an antelope, free and confident, agile and quick.

In the first round, Oakley made a defense like a wall. Kuncha could not break his defense at all and could only interfere.

However, the Thais did not only retreat and escape. During this period, they opened the way with iron fists, continued to kick forward, and occasionally used side kicks and horizontal chops, which also won himself some points.

‘Ding Ding Ding’, the crisp sound of the gong sounded, and the first round was over.

Oakley went up and punched, and the referee stopped him, and he roared at Kuncha: "vvvv!"

Kuncha kicked back sharply, and walked back to his resting table with disdainful eyes.

The off-field was already in full swing. This was the first time someone had been stuck in Oakley's hands. Even if he dodged before, he was mostly caught up by Oakley within a few dozen seconds.

Wang Bo was conquered by Kuncha's Muay Thai and ran over to give him an idea: "Hey, man, jump up and kick him! Go around behind him and kick him..."

Kuncha sweated like rain, and Uncle Bing changed two towels in a row.

After hearing Wang Bo's words, he shook his head and smiled bitterly: "No, it's useless, mayor, can't you tell it? This is an exhibition match. If it is a real battle, I must have been kosted!"

Wang Bo was surprised: "Don't say something discouraged, how is this possible?"

Bowen lay down next to him and said, "No wonder I think something is wrong. It turns out that this guy retreated several times to release the water?"

Wang Bo glared at him: "Don't say discouraged words here."

Bowen said: "This is not a disheartening word. To be honest, it would be a myth if Kuncha could really compete with Oakley. Do you know how much difference they are? It's probably fifteen kilograms! This is the gap between the natural barrier!"

The one-minute break ended, Kuncha and Oakley returned, the referee emphasized the rules again, and the voice fell and the game began, Kuncha immediately retreated.

Oakley's heavy punch is coming again!

In the second round, Kuncha, who knew his situation was unfavorable, used a combination of punches to attack, and Oakley began to defend.

This time, Kuncha made a more beautiful blow, with continuous kicks and elbow strikes, and even grabbed Oakley's shoulder once, and several knee bumps came one after another.

Oakley fists protect his chest and let his opponent's knee hit his forearm.

This time he felt it hurt. After pushing it away, he immediately shook his arm, gritted his teeth and shouted: "v!v!v!v!!!!"

"vvv!" the audience shouted.

In the second round, the two sides fought to the draw. Entering the third round, Kuncha's attack became even more fierce. The Thai-style sweeping legs, which were higher than the other, were like a battle axe. Sometimes they fought to the edge of the ring, and the surrounding audience would subconsciously retreat and be completely intimidated by their momentum.

Oakley is completely defending, Kuncha's cheating and sweeping legs are beautiful and has a strong murderous aura, but it has not achieved any results.

The heavy sweeping legs exploded on his ribs again and again, but Oakley was not panicked, and his arms kept raising them to block. He occasionally used his fists to test Kuncha's defense, but he didn't attack much.

At this time, Wang Bo also realized that Oakley was fighting fake punches, probably for the sake of performance.

He said it, Bao Wen shook his head and said, "I understand, V is actually showing the charm of boxing. The first round is the tentative attack in this sport, the second round is the footsteps, and this round is the demonstration of defense."

He paused and said, "The next round is the attack!"

Entering the fourth round, Kuncha's physical strength decreased. He no longer cheated and swept in vain at the beginning, but began to divert and avoid.

Bowen was right, Oakley started attacking. He slid several times and approached Kuncha, first with waves of light and flexible combination punches.

There was a huge gap between the two sides, and Kuncha couldn't bear this combination of punches. He was hit twice and his figure began to shake.

In the last ten seconds of the fourth round, Oakley raised his brows, as if he was jumping, and suddenly accelerated to the left of Kuncha. Kuncha moved sideways, but Oakley somehow jumped over again and punched him hard!

Kuncha had nowhere to hide now, and was hit in the chest with a heavy punch, and he was beaten to fly!

‘Boom’, with a dull sound, he was knocked away and fell on the ring.

The referee went up to count, Kuncha was still conscious. He shook his arm and wanted to stand up, but he barely tried it, and finally lay on the ground again.

The audience was very concerned: "Dark horse, get up and keep running! Your points are dominant, get up and hold on! Hey, man, let's explode the small universe!"

After the counting, Oakley raised his arms and a group of people shouted ‘v’ on the sidelines, after all, he was the biological son of Sunset Town.

As the organizer's representative, Wang Bo then took the gold belt from Roselly. The young nurse was terrified of him. When she handed the belt to him, she took the opportunity to sweep it in his palm, her eyes filled with spring.

But Eva was still off the court. Even without Eva, he didn't want to provoke these peach blossoms. So he pretended not to see them, took the gold belt and handed them to Oakley.

Oakley raised his thick gold belt and shouted: "I, v-volcano! Return to basketball! Professional league, I'm back!"

"Wba, wbc, ibf, wbo, wpbf, I'm back! World Boxing Championship, I'm back!"

A large number of spotlights shone, long and short shots were directed at him, and many reporters also rushed up to prepare for an interview.

Wang Bo helped to help Kuncha to the side. The lights were shining, but there was no one here. He sighed: "No wonder everyone wants to be champions. The treatment is really different!"

Kuncha showed envious eyes on his face and murmured: "Actually, if you have experienced enough, you will know that the world is so big and there are so few champions. In fact, it is also very good to do something else, as long as you can be happy."
Chapter completed!