Chapter 12 The game begins

After deciding to participate in the Golden Gloves Championship, Link devoted more time to training.

The Golden Gloves Championship is a good publicity platform. During the competition, major boxing promotion companies will also focus on the competition and select newcomers with potential for training, similar to a talent show and beauty pageant.

Link not only wants to get good results in the competition, but also wants to show his strong potential so that several major promotion companies will wave checks to him for cooperation.

The better the performance, the more signing money he will get. He wants to give it a try.

During the training period, the Miami International Beach Music Festival was held at the Hard Rock Stadium. Five days before and after the festival, country music singers from the United States, Canada, and Europe performed at the festival.

According to the Miami Herald, a total of 214 singers signed up for this beach music festival, attracting a total of 1.241 million tourists, and the scene was very lively.

After training every day, Link would go to several branch venues to listen to the singers' live performances and watch them play guitar.

Sometimes he would ask Taylor out, but she was too busy with performances, and Mrs. Andrea intentionally or unintentionally isolated them, so they met very few times during the festival.

A few days ago, when they were walking on the street together, he thought they were in love, but after not seeing each other for a few days, they seemed to have returned to being ordinary friends.

After hearing this, James laughed three times and said that he had expected it long ago, and the two were not the same kind of people at all.

Link didn't care about being depressed, because the Golden Gloves Championship was about to begin. If he wanted to gain a foothold in the American boxing world with so many talents, he had to show enough eye-catching strength.

Bang bang bang!

Link clenched his fists and hit the rubber boxing target hard. He only wore a hand bandage on his hands. After two hours of training, his T-shirt was soaked with sweat and stuck to his strong back, with clear blocks.

After more than ten days of training in the boxing gym, his muscles became stronger and stronger. His pectoralis major, scapula, biceps, and abdominal muscles were all bulging with clear lines, like cast iron.

Mario often advised him to eat more meat, keep more fat, and make his waist thicker. Boxers are not bodybuilders. It is useless to have a good figure. Boxers' opponents are men, not women.

Link naturally would not listen to him.

This is the Internet age. A handsome, strong and sexy boxer can definitely attract more attention and traffic, and earn more tickets, ratings and competition bonuses.

So for boxers, handsome looks and strong bodies are also a kind of soft power.

"Link, take a break. If we continue, we will be exhausted."

Mario sat on the ground, panting and sweating all over the ground.

"Yes, Link, the game is about to start. Don't fight too hard and be careful of getting hurt."

Reggie also wiped his sweat and his arms were shaking on the ground.

"You rest and practice for a while."

Link continued to box.

"Link, you can't do this. You are so good and you are training hard. How can we rest? If West sees it, he will yell at us lazy guys."

Mario said with a bitter face.

Reggie nodded frantically.

Before Link came, everyone trained for three or four hours a day, and they felt that it was enough. After each training, everyone went to the bar to pick up girls and went to the beach to play in the water. Every day was very fulfilling and satisfying.

The atmosphere in the gym was also very harmonious.

After Link joined the boxing gym, the atmosphere of the gym changed completely.

Link trained for more than six hours a day, which was more than twice the amount of everyone else's training. Everyone saw Link, who weighed 1,400 pounds, still training hard. Who could rest at ease?

Now everyone trains with Link every day. He trains for six hours, and everyone also trains for six hours. If you train one hour less, you will feel panic and feel that you are very degenerate.

But training for six hours a day is too intense. After training every day, I go home with backaches and leg cramps. I don't want to do anything except sleep, and I don't even have the energy to pick up girls.

This life is too hard.

Mario gritted his teeth and persisted for a week, feeling that life is worse than death.

But he couldn't stop.

Link, a boxing champion, is training hard, but he is so much worse than him but he is lying on the ground to rest. What is the difference between that and self-degradation?

Mario is now facing a dilemma. Persist? He can't persist, his body can't stand it; give up? He is unwilling, his soul is uneasy.

On one side is the body, and on the other side is the soul. He doesn't know what to do, and can only find a way to solve the problem of the person who caused the problem, that is, Link.

"Hey, Link, do you want to pick up girls? How about I introduce you to some hot girls? I guarantee they are hot."

Mario grinned with white teeth.

Golden Reggie also nodded in agreement, "Link, it's true. Don't look at Mario's scary appearance, but he is very playful. He has a lot of hot girls' contact information in his mobile phone. What kind of girls do you like? There are white skin, black skin, and red skin. As long as you say it, he can find it."

"What do you mean I look scary? We Mexicans all look like this."

Mario raised his big nose and said with dissatisfaction.

"Ahem!"

West came over and glared at the two of them, "If you two don't want to train, you can go outside, go shopping or hang out at a bar, don't disturb Link's training here."

Mario and Reggie looked at each other, pouted, and continued to punch despite the pain. It's not that they don't want to go shopping, but thinking that Link is still training, shopping is meaningless.

"Link, there is a competition tomorrow. I will train for two hours less today and pay more attention to rest."

West said in a gentle voice.

He is very satisfied with Link. Link is not only talented, smart, and down-to-earth, but also very diligent. After he came, the boxers and apprentices in the boxing gym did not need to be supervised and would train on their own. These days were the easiest time for him since he started working in the industry. period of time.

"Okay, I'll pay attention."

Link nodded.

After West left, Link continued training.

"Hey, Link, you just said you wanted to rest, why are you still training?"

Mario said angrily, clenching his fists.

"I'm not tired, why should I rest?"

Link looked at him strangely. Compared with pushing carts in the mines and working hard in underground casinos, the training now is not too easy.

He feels his strength and speed quietly increasing every day in training. It feels so fulfilling that he can't stop at all.

Bang bang! Link continued training.

Mario was going crazy.

Is this guy human?

"Mario, stop talking. As long as you can't die by practicing, practice until you die."

Reggie roared, clenched his fists, and fired frantically at the sandbag.

Mario sighed softly and could only endure the pain and continued to hit the stiff target with his fists.

What's the point of this day?

On June 3, the regional competition of the Golden Gloves Championship opened. This year, a total of 112 boxers from Miami signed up for the competition. Link weighed 77.5 kilograms and submitted for the super middleweight competition. There are 15 people in the super middleweight class, which is not difficult.

The game took place in a small stadium at the Heat's American Airlines Arena. There were no other spectators except the referee. The game process was very simple. It was a two-on-two fight, and the No. 15 pick automatically advanced to the next round.

Link was lucky and got the 15th pick in the first round and automatically advanced.

In the second round, he drew the No. 1 pick, fought against his opponent for one round, and knocked down his opponent three times in a row. In amateur matches, both sides wore protective gear, so the damage after being knocked down was not great.

However, according to the regulations of amateur competitions, if you are knocked down three times in a row, it means that the strength gap between the two sides is relatively large. The referee will interrupt the game and rule that the downed side loses the game.

Link easily made it to the third round.

In the third round, four people were left to fight each other. Link knocked down his opponent three times in one round and advanced to the next round.

He continued to work hard in the fourth round, knocking down his opponent three times in one round and easily qualifying for the state championship.

It's just that his performance in the game was too terrifying, killing the game in one round.

Someone took a photo of him and sent it to a boxing fan chat group, asking everyone to be careful about him, saying that he was a cold-blooded and terrifying slugger with extremely heavy fists, and no one could last a round in his hands.

This news was supported by several victims. They discussed heatedly in the group, what should they do next time they meet him? The result of the discussion was that there was no way. Not only did he have heavy fists, he was also very fast, and he also defended very well. It was simply unsolvable.

The super middleweight colleagues were wailing. It was really unfortunate to meet such a powerful colleague.

Link’s amateur competition results: 3 fights, 3 wins, 3 KOs