Chapter 52 Second Qualifying Round

"Come on Link!"

“Canadians, come on!!”

In the afternoon, the second round of 18-9 competition continued. In this round, Link met Denis Uhls, the number one Canadian super middleweight.

24 years old, 184 centimeters tall, 188 cm long, with an amateur record of 67 fights, 61 wins and 6 losses. He is a skilled amateur elite, a bit like Anderzej.

However, the opponent's physical strength and fighting ability are better than Anderzej's, and he is also more difficult to deal with. It is very difficult to KO the opponent within four rounds.

"Boxing!"

Time was limited. After the game started, Link seized the time to attack without giving his opponent a chance to rest.

In the first round, he threw more than 100 punches in a row, including more than 20 straight punches weighing more than 1,000 pounds, before he broke through the opponent's defense and hit the opponent once in the face with a jab.

He also had to lament that the difficulty of the Olympic series was indeed much higher than that of the Golden Gloves. If in the Golden Gloves Championship, his twenty punches, except for Andre and Morales, no one else could catch them. .

"Link, now you have a good chance of winning. You can win with points. Why don't you give up the KO?"

Coach Ed persuaded.

When Andre Berto and others saw him sweating profusely, they also advised him not to be too obsessed with KO. That thing has no other use except good-looking statistics, and it will be even less useful after entering the professional boxing world.

"It doesn't matter, I can hold on."

Link shook his head. Since it was a goal he had set, he had to achieve it even if he was exhausted.

A man must be more ruthless to himself before he can be ruthless to others.

If you are not ruthless, how can you become a boxing champion?

Bang bang bang!

At the beginning of the second round, Link continued to attack his opponent with heavy punches, one punch, two punches, three punches, ten punches and twenty punches.

He turns his offense into a violent storm, airtight and leaving his opponents breathless.

With 10 seconds left in the second round, Link finally hit the opponent in the forehead with another straight punch.

The Canadian was beaten and took a step back, leaving the door wide open.

Link took advantage of the opportunity and hit the opponent's face with two more fast jabs.

Bang! The two punches were so real that Dennis threw his head back, took two steps back, and fell on the ring.

"Wow!"

After two rounds of the game, the first knockdown finally came, and the audience cheered loudly.

"Come on Link! Keep fighting!"

Morales and Andrzej roared loudly in the audience and kept shaking their fists.

Link gasped and waved his fist, but he didn't dare to relax.

There are only two rounds left in the game, and only one knockdown has been completed so far. If you want to completely KO your opponent and kill the game, you may need to continue to attack hard, but continuous attacks will consume a lot of money.

Plus this is the second game of the day.

There isn't much energy left.

Link shook his head, feeling that he would really be looking for trouble for himself.

"Aragorn, what do you think of Link's performance?"

Savon asked, looking at the ring.

Aragorn crossed his arms, nodded slightly and said, "It's not bad. It's a little more powerful than expected, but it's not difficult to deal with it."

Savon nodded. This Link Baker was not only a slugger, but also had good boxing skills. He was worthy of being the Golden Gloves Championship champion.

It's just that judging from the strength he has shown so far, he is worse than Aragorn.

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The third round begins.

Link continued to attack his opponent with heavy punches. Compared with the previous two rounds, this time the attack was more targeted, hitting the opponent's nose and chin.

These two points are the weak links of the human body. Once hit, they will cause bleeding wounds to the opponent, getting twice the result with half the effort.

Bang bang bang!

Link gritted his teeth, and his fists fell like raindrops on his opponent's arms, ribs, and shoulders.

After more than sixty consecutive attacks, he finally broke through the opponent's defense and hit the opponent's nose with a jab.

The opponent's eyes were filled with tears after being beaten, his vision was blurred, and the focus of defense was also on the bridge of his nose.

good chance!

Taking advantage of the collapse of his opponent's defense, Link hit the opponent's genitals on the left and right sides of his forehead with two swing punches in a row. The opponent staggered, and Link took the opportunity to make up for it with a straight punch.

Bang!

With 15 seconds left in the third round, his opponent Dennis finally fell to the ground again.

Link was also so tired that his whole body was steaming, and the muscles in his arms were trembling.

"10, 9, 8, 7..."

Unfortunately, as soon as the referee called out the four count, the opponent slowly got up from the ground.

Link sighed, what a tough guy.

The fourth round is also the last round of the game.

After the game started, Link held his breath and continued to attack the opponent's turtle shell defense with his fists.

Bang bang bang!

Link didn't intend to conserve his energy anymore, and continued to attack his opponent's defense with heavy punches.

After attacking for more than eighty times in a row, he almost exhausted all his strength, and finally knocked down his opponent again.

Bang!

His opponent Dennis was hit on the side of his face, his body tilted two steps to the left and hit the ground with a bang.

"Can you still get up?"

Link held his knees with his fists and gasped for air. He was so tired that he couldn't straighten up.

"10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5..."

The referee called out the count of 6, and the opponent grabbed the rope and stood up unsteadily again, winning cheers from the audience.

"sharp!"

Link exclaimed, and had to admit that the players who could become the first in various countries were very tenacious in terms of physical strength, skills, and willpower. No matter how many times they were knocked down in the game, as long as they could stand up, they would continue to fight.

This also made it exponentially more difficult for him to KO his opponent.

The game continued, and there were only 69 seconds left.

Link did not dare to delay for a second, and used the last little bit of strength he had left to do his best to release it on his opponent.

With only 32 seconds left in the game, he finally knocked down his opponent again.

Bang!

The opponent fell down.

Link also leaned against the ropes and could hardly straighten his back.

"10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3..."

When the referee was about to count ten numbers, the opponent miraculously stood up again.

The audience applauded.

"..."

Link curled his lips, worthy of being the first in Canada, and his strength was indeed very strong.

But would he give up the goal of KOing his opponent?

Impossible!

Even if there is only 1 second left, he will try his best to achieve his goal.

The game continued, Link roared, raised his numb and swollen arms, and attacked his opponent again.

Punch to break the defense, jab to sneak attack.

One punch, two punches, three punches.

30 seconds, 20 seconds, 10 seconds.

Link used up the last bit of his body.

Bang! The opponent was knocked to the ground again.

Link habitually threw two more punches, hit the air force, and then retracted his numb arms and looked at his opponent lying on the ground.

Can he get up this time?

"10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1"

He didn't get up.

Link panted and raised his fist.

Although it was very tiring and difficult, he won.

"Link, you win!"

"Link, you knocked out another man, you are so perverted."

Morales and others jumped up from their seats, stood under the boxing ring, slapped the ring with their palms, and shouted at him.

Link smiled lightly, but he didn't dare to be careless at all. He almost lost in the second round. How to play the next few rounds?

KO all opponents to enter the Olympics, this goal is indeed a bit of a pitfall.

"I declare that the winner of this game is Link Baker of the American team!"

On the boxing ring, the referee raised Link's arm high.

"It's a bit interesting, but the championship is still mine."

Aragon said lightly.

Savon glanced at his disciple and smiled: "Don't be too careless. This Link is good at attacking and has a heavy fist. It's not easy to deal with. You should watch a few more of his games and understand his style. It will be easier to meet him in the future."

Aragon nodded.

"I will!"