Chapter 651 Challenger Qualification

Hearing the shout, Jermaine Taylor blocked his arms in front of him, constantly changing his position, trying to block his fast attack with full defense.

Link didn't care about how the opponent defended. He caught up with Jermaine's footsteps and used extremely fast combination punches to hit the opponent's double-arm defense continuously, leaving Jermaine with no chance to fight back.

Bang!

When Jermaine focused on protecting his head, Link seized the opportunity and hit Jermaine's left rib with a liver-bursting punch. A muffled sound came from the opponent's abdomen.

Ah! !

Jermaine screamed, biting his braces and looking at Link angrily, raising his fist to hit Link.

Link ducked his head and dodged, stepping on the butterfly step, retreating to advance, and closing the distance with the opponent again. When Jermaine swung his fist, he used a fierce swing punch from left to right to hit Jermaine's right arm, and Jermaine's arm was knocked away.

Bang! Link's fist followed suit and hit Jermaine's face steadily, like hitting a rubber dartboard.

Jermaine's head shook violently, and he took two steps back and almost fell. At the critical moment, he hooked his arms on the ropes to stabilize his body.

"Jermaine! Fight back! Don't stand there like a sandbag and let people hit you."

"Jermaine, use a heavy punch!"

"Jermaine hit hard!"

The boxing fans in the audience saw that Jermaine was going to lose, and they shouted angrily.

While Jermaine was unstable, Link pressed on and hit Jermaine with three consecutive punches. One of the hooks went from bottom to top through the opponent's defense and hit Jermaine's chin steadily.

Jermaine's head suddenly swung upwards, and the saliva and sweat on his scalp also swung out.

Bang!

Under the gaze of many fans, Jermaine sat on the ground.

"Stop!"

The referee rushed over to stop Link and asked Jermaine if he could continue the game.

Jermaine stood up with gritted teeth, staring at Link with even more anger, wishing he could eat him.

After the referee announced the start, Jermaine roared and mobilized all his muscles to rush towards Link.

Seeing that the first round of the game was about to end, Link did not hesitate and took the initiative to fight with the opponent. The two sides fought hand-to-hand, punching each other.

The audience cheered loudly.

In the 32nd punch, Link avoided a straight punch and punched the opponent's left rib. Jermaine lowered his left arm to block. At this moment, Link's right fist was unexpectedly swung out, hitting Jermaine's chin from bottom to top. Jermaine saw the fist and prepared to dodge.

Unfortunately, his movements were too slow.

Link's right uppercut hit Jermaine's jaw without any hindrance.

Crack!

There was a crisp sound from Jermaine's chin, and the skin on his face trembled. Then his head led his neck and shoulders, like a felled tree trunk, and he fell backwards with his head raised.

Bang!

Jermaine Taylor's body hit the ring heavily.

"Stop!"

The referee called a halt to the match again and squatted beside Jermaine and counted down to ten.

"Jermaine, stand up!"

"Jermaine, there are only 20 seconds left in the first round."

"Jermaine, keep fighting!"

The fans shouted from the audience.

Link raised his fists and looked at Jermaine Taylor lying on the ground expressionlessly.

"10, 9, 8, 7"

When the referee counted to 6, Jermaine lay sideways on the ring, shook his head left and right, and a stream of red liquid flowed from the corner of his mouth.

When he counted to 3, Jermaine slowly stood up with the encouragement of many fans. When everyone thought the match would continue, Jermaine's knees softened and he fell to the ground again.

The referee stood up and waved his hands across his arms, announcing the end of the match.

Link won the match again and got the qualification to challenge the boxing champion.

And this match lasted only 143 seconds, which was shorter than the previous one.

"Fuck! Damn Link!"

"Jermaine is a wimp!"

Jermaine's fans shouted and cursed in the audience.

However, the people who cursed were a minority, and most of the audience gave warm applause when Link raised his arm.

No matter what race or skin color Link was, or what bad rumors he had, in this match, he conquered the audience with his superb skills, super heavy punches, and wonderful performance.

"Haha, Link, well done, you created a miracle again."

Bob Arum applauded.

Link smiled lightly and wiped the sweat off his body.

"Hey, Link, you're doing well, I'm optimistic about you."

The black man Tyson came over and shouted at Link.

"Thank you! Mr. Tyson, you are the GOAT in the boxing world!"

GOAT means Greatest Of All Time in American slang, the best of all time.

Tyson laughed and praised him in return.

After the match, Link did several match promotion activities in Las Vegas, and returned to the Los Angeles Bay Villa to rest and train.

He received a prize of 4.2 million US dollars for this match, an appearance fee of 200,000 US dollars, and the rest was a share of PPV and ticket revenue. The PPV of this match sold 870,000 copies in North America, which is a good number for a secondary match.

In addition, the casino made more than 3 million from bets, and after deducting 20% ​​personal income tax, there was more than 2.5 million left.

This trip to the United States made a total of 6.8 million US dollars.

A bigger gain than this money is that his fame in the European and American boxing world has soared, and more and more people know him. When he held a fan meeting in Las Vegas, thousands of fans participated.

"Hey, Mr. Lin, I heard you were training here before, but I didn't expect it to be true."

In the Muscle Beach training ground, Link was hitting the pear-shaped ball, and De La Hoya came over with his hands in his pockets.

"Yes, Mr. De La Hoya, you are also training here?"

Link stopped and asked.

"Haha, you may not believe it, but I am the owner of this training hall."

De La Hoya shrugged and laughed.

"Really? What a coincidence!"

Link said.

De La Hoya curled his lips. I thought he would be surprised, but he didn't. This guy was very calm.

"Mr. Lin, your boxing skills are very good. Hehe, if you fight with me, are you sure you can knock me down in one round?"

De La Hoya asked with a clenched fist.

"Not sure, Mr. De La Hoya, I have seen your game, your jab and combination punches are well practiced, how about we practice on the stage?"

Link asked.

"No, it's inconvenient for me to wear a suit, another day."

De La Hoya waved his hand, said hello and left.

Link continued to practice the pear-shaped ball.

De La Hoya stood in the distance and looked at him. He took out his cell phone and called Hopkins, asking him where he was and what he was doing.

Hopkins asked him what he was doing.

De La Hoya said that Link was now training at the Muscle Beach Gym. He had been training for more than six hours a day for several consecutive days. He was very hardworking and asked Hopkins if he had the confidence to defeat him.

Hopkins said of course he did. Although Link was very powerful, he was not bad either. He would definitely end Link's winning streak and make Link get nothing.

De La Hoya shook his head. Before he met Link, he also had confidence in Hopkins. After meeting Link, his confidence disappeared instantly. Link seemed to see a mountain. Regardless of how strong he was, the aura he showed was unmatched in the current boxing world.

De La Hoya told Hopkins to practice more and be careful not to be knocked down by Link in the first round.

Hopkins said it was absolutely impossible.

De La Hoya put away his cell phone, looked back at Link, hesitated, and walked into the private boxing ring to train.

Bang bang bang!

After the qualifying round, Link finished his work here and took the opportunity to return to Kyoto to rest. The news that he defeated North American boxing champion Jermaine Taylor and became the legal challenger for the gold belt of the four major organizations in the middleweight class also spread to China.

Domestic boxing fans were excited and happy for him.

Hearing that his prize money for this game was more than 5 million US dollars, many domestic boxers were inspired to train boxing more desperately.

"Link, the news said that you earn 5 million US dollars in one game. Is it true?"

Zhang Xiaoping and Zhang Zhilei asked at the boxing training ground.

"Not that much. There won't be much money left after paying taxes in the United States."

Link said.

"That's a lot. Earning 5 million US dollars in 143 seconds, 35 million RMB, is amazing."

Several people said enviously.

After being envious, several people returned to the training area and concentrated on training, more seriously and hardworking than before.

Link also continued to train.

After he returned home, good news came from France. The film "Qinghong" directed by Wang Xiaoshuai won the Jury Prize, second only to the Palme d'Or and the Grand Prix of the Jury.

Lin Ke called to congratulate Director Wang Xiaoshuai. Wang Xiaoshuai said that it was a pity that he did not go to Cannes. Many foreign directors and beauties asked him who this person was when they saw him. They said that he was very handsome and his performance was impressive.

Lin Ke was not sure whether the other party was joking or not, and said that there would be opportunities in the future.

Wang Xiaoshuai said that he would prepare for the release of the film after returning home, and hoped that he would have time to attend the premiere ceremony.

Lin Ke said yes. (End of this chapter)