After Zhang Jiawei fisted with Tang Hao, he immediately took two steps back and opened the distance between him and Tang Hao.●⌒,

Tang Hao did not take the initiative to attack, but instead showed a defensive posture.

"Zhang Jiawei is a typical long-distance offensive player. His fists are fast and accurate. Moreover, because of the distance, the punches are very heavy, and it is difficult for the opponent to defend against without predicting in advance."

"Tang Hao did not launch an attack as soon as possible. It seems that he should have known Zhang Jiawei before the game. It will become very interesting who will take the initiative to attack."

"Yes, both are players who seize the opportunity. No matter I think Tang Hao will be the first to be calm, after all, from a patient perspective, Zhang Jiawei is obviously much more mature."

When Zhang Jiawei saw that Tang Hao did not launch an attack as soon as possible, he then reached out and waved to Tang Hao, signaling him to attack.

When Tang Hao saw Zhang Jiawei's actions, he rushed forward directly.

"Oh no! Zhang Jiawei is clearly trying to lure the enemy into the depths. Tang Hao is completely hit now!"

"The young man still can't hold back. Not to mention whether he can withstand this time, based on his previous performance in the game, Zhang Jiawei is likely to be a combination punch. He won the first point at the opening."

In the boxing ring, Zhang Jiawei also showed a little surprise. He didn't expect that Tang Hao would be hit so easily. Looking at Tang Hao who did not take the initiative to attack, he thought that Tang Hao had figured out his attack path. Now it seems that he was completely worried.

He took a step back, and then, with the force of his right foot pushing back, he punched his right hand straight forward and rushed towards Tang Hao's front.

Tang Hao reached out to make a blocking gesture.

Zhang Jiawei's face was happy, and he was still too young.

His right straight punch had not hit Tang Hao yet, but during the rushing, his left fist pulled back and a left hook punch was about to be shot out from the left side.

In boxing matches, hitting the effective part without blocking or blocking is considered a point. Zhang Jiawei used his right fist to make Tang Hao hold his hands in a posture. There was no obstacle on both sides. Not to mention knocking down, he was sure to get this point!

The commentator on the sidelines was also filled with regret. Tang Hao performed well before, but when facing experienced boxers like Zhang Jiawei, he was obviously too impulsive.

The audience who supported Tang Hao on the sidelines also exclaimed when they saw Zhang Jiawei's backhand fist.

At this moment, Tang Hao let go of his blocking hand.

"It's too late!"

Zhang Jiawei exclaimed in his heart, and his left hook accelerated to hit Tang Hao's left cheek.

But at this moment, he suddenly saw Tang Hao smiling at him. That smile was exactly the same as what he did to Tang Hao before the game started.

He felt inexplicably panicked.

At this moment, he felt a gust of fist wind coming from the side.

When he looked, he found that Tang Hao's right hand was condescending, without any charging movement. From top to bottom, a straight forward punch hit his left fist.

"So fast!"

He was shocked.

He had watched Tang Hao's previous games. He was impressed by Tang Hao's way of cutting off the opponent's punch, but he did not choose to stop.

Tang Hao's punch was temporarily shot out, and it was impossible for him to have much power. He was a backhand punch that was accumulating strength. In addition, he had this move, it was impossible for Tang Hao to cut off his punch.

He had enough confidence and was ready to defeat Tang Hao.

"Bang!"

A dull sound.

Two fists met in mid-air. Tang Hao rushed to the inside of his arm before Zhang Jiawei's uppercut hit him.

The moment the fists were in contact, Zhang Jiawei's face suddenly changed, and that confident expression disappeared in an instant, replaced by an extremely panic.

Tang Hao's fist was extremely powerful, and he blocked the punch, and then he felt a gust of fist wind attacking from the left.

He is indeed a top boxer. His left and right hands quickly hold his frame to defend himself, and at the same time, he stopped his body and then prepared to retreat.

However, before his hands could protect himself, he felt that the fist wind had arrived in front of him.

His hands-on hold rack is not finished yet.

"Bang!"

A heavy punch hit his left cheek, and he felt his whole brain buzzing, and immediately rotated with the sky and the earth.

All of this seemed to be a fight between the two sides, but in fact it happened in an instant.

The commentator who was still regretting Tang Hao a second ago was shocked again, while the audience was stunned.

Zhang Jiawei, who was hit, had his cheeks flushed on the left half of his body, and his body was shaking from side to side, as if he had lost his balance.

He tried hard to find the direction, but in the end he grabbed the empty hand and fell to the ring.

When the referee saw this familiar scene, he hurried over and started counting down.

When they counted to the last few seconds, the audience could not help but counted.

“3!”

“2!”

“1!”

Until the last second, Zhang Jiawei was unable to stand up from the boxing ring.

The dream was followed by an explosive cheer.

One punch.

Another punch.

Tang Hao knocked down Qin Qiong with one punch and Zou Chen with one punch. Now facing the most dominant 56kg boxer in China, he actually punched his opponent with one punch.

Too crazy!

If it weren't for seeing it with your own eyes, I'm afraid no one would believe it if it was said.

"Suntian! Suntian!"

The next second, the audience couldn't help but shout out Tang Hao's nickname.

"call"

Tang Hao breathed a sigh of relief.

After playing so many boxing matches, he would not be easily provoked by Zhang Jiawei. In fact, he had long guessed Zhang Jiawei's backhand boxing, and this time it was just a trick.

It was Zhang Jiawei's contempt that gave him the opportunity to knock him down with one punch. If Zhang Jiawei really played the long-distance roaming battle as Qin Hailong introduced him, the game might have to be played one or two rounds.

However, there is no if. Zhang Jiawei thought that fishing was successful, but in fact he had already become a fish on Tang Hao's hook. This raid, coupled with Tang Hao's right-hand punch, directly made him lose the opportunity to fight again.

Zhang Jiawei was unable to stand up in the end, and he seemed to have a concussion. Soon his referee and the medical staff helped him get out of the game.

The referee came over and grabbed his hand, then waved it into the air.

Accompanied by the deafening cheers at the scene, Tang Hao successfully won the 56kg championship in this National Championship and won the only ticket to China in the 56kg category.

At this moment, the person who opened a black shop in the corner had already started to collect a lot of money.
Chapter completed!