Chinese martial arts and even fighting have been in decline for too long, but no matter how much they sink, they cannot be looked down upon by South Korea. In addition to the "Korean Eagle" Zhang Zhengjiu who produced a "Korean Eagle" twenty years ago and won the WBC second-level boxing champion, Huang Yifei couldn't remember what achievements would be made in South Korea's boxing.

But in a few years, two professional boxing champions will appear in China, and several Asian boxing champions, completely suppressing South Korea.

So at this moment, Huang Yifei was truly angry. It is okay to ignore him, but he cannot ignore the entire Chinese boxing. Because this group of people will use their fists to roar from Chinese men in the future, and they will become boxing champions and prove themselves in the world boxing world.

It’s just that Huang Yifei’s guarantee is still meaningless in Cheng Xin’s opinion. The more people understand boxing, the more they know that the difference between the weight level is far more than the exaggeration shown by numbers. Even if other members of the boxing team are unwilling to Huang Yifei to admit defeat to Jin Haowu in terms of emotion, but finding a way out is indeed the best way to find a way out in reason, which is better than being beaten down later.

However, at this time, something unexpected happened to everyone. Liang Feng, who had not spoken, stood up, came to Cheng Xin, and said to Cheng Xin: "I have confidence in the person I taught, let him go."

When Cheng Xin heard Liang Feng say this, his face was filled with surprise. He did not expect Liang Feng to stand up and say this.

"Lao Liang, you know boxing. Do you really think Huang Yifei can cross four levels and defeat his 71kg opponent?"

Faced with Cheng Xin's rhetorical question, Liang Feng looked at Huang Yifei, then smiled faintly at the corner of his mouth and said, "I believe this kid."

"Old Liang, you..."

Just as Cheng Xin was planning to continue speaking, Liang Feng interrupted him and said, "Old Cheng, I bet on my boxing career, and now I will promise you. If Huang Yifei fell on the ring, I will give up my national coaching status and withdraw from the national team with him. Is this enough?"

Liang Feng put all his career on Huang Yifei. Faced with Liang Feng's words, Cheng Xin knew that he could not stop it. Since he could not stop it, he could not drag the boxer's hind legs. So at this time, Cheng Xin turned around and said, "Prepare the protective gear, we must win tonight!"

"No need!" Huang Yifei said coldly at this time, then turned around and looked at Jin Haowu and said, "Since you want to take advantage, I will let you take advantage of it. Do we dare to go to the ring without protective gear?"

The biggest difference between amateur boxing and professional boxing may be that it lies in the protective gear. The protective gear can protect the boxer to the maximum extent and reduce the opponent's attack power. Now Huang Yifei has actually offered to not take the protective gear to the stage. Is this life-threatening?

"If you want to die, I will help you, and I will avenge my brother!"

"You don't have the ability!" Huang Yifei replied disdainfully.

"Okay, then we won't wear protective gear competition!" Jin Haowu agreed without any hesitation. He believed that he had a greater advantage without protective gear.

During the boxing competition, no private fights were allowed in theory. However, the situation is different now. Both Huang Yifei and Jin Haowu both admitted that it was "friendly discussions", so the International Boxing Federation had no regulations or reasons to stop it, so they could only abide by the progress of this ring match.

When he arrived at the training room, Liang Feng came to help Huang Yifei wrap his bandages in person, and said while wrapping, "I probably know Jin Haowu a little bit, and I am a rising star among Korean boxers. The skills are pretty good, but the strength is average, and the overall strength is also average. If you really lose, we will rush back overnight today, otherwise I can't afford to lose this person."

Hearing Liang Feng's words, Huang Yifei smiled and said, "Coach, if you don't believe me, how could you bet on your coaching career? By the way, what did you say about the boxing career? What happened? Coach, you were also a boxer before?"

"What are you doing so much? When you win the Asian Boxing Championships, I will naturally tell you."

After saying this, Liang Feng brought the boxing gloves to Huang Yifei, then patted his shoulder and said, "Okay, prepare to go on stage. Remember what I said before and knock him down so that he will not dare to provoke Chinese boxing anymore!"

"I can!" Huang Yifei nodded heavily. No matter how confident he was, he understood what this boxing match represented. He represented the honor of the country and his future. If he lost, his boxer's career might be completely cut off.

"Fly, come on!"

"Huang Yifei, ****'s a stick!"

"Yifei, are you his idol? You have to remember telling me that I will become a boxing champion! If you lose, how can I become a boxing champion?"

The last sentence was said by Meng Fanlong, because Huang Yifei encouraged him more than once and said that although he is a sparring player now, he will definitely become a boxing champion in China and even Asia. This is the advantage of Huang Yifei's historical prophet.

Meng Fanlong has always regarded this sentence as Huang Yifei's joke, but when Meng Fanlong said it on this occasion, he really regarded Huang Yifei as his goal of learning. If Huang Yifei loses today, his confidence will be a huge blow to him, and his life may also change.

Hearing this sentence, Huang Yifei turned around and nodded with a smile, waved his fist at Meng Fanlong, and then turned to look at Jin Haowu.

Members of the Korean boxing team opposite were also constantly cheering Kim Ho-wo in Korean. Their expressions were much more relaxed than those of Chinese boxers. Perhaps they had never thought Kim Ho-wo would lose.

A staff member of the International Boxing Federation also jumped onto the ring at this time, and he will serve as the interim referee for this competition. When he saw it, he was ready. The boxers from all over the world surrounding the ring began to cheer loudly in various languages. After all, joining in the fun is a commonality for humans.

There is no rule explanation, no scoring mechanism, and even no timing. The only result of this boxing match is that one side was knocked down by KO.
Chapter completed!