All-round Exercise System

　　Beside this middle-aged man, stood a young man with a moxican haircut, with a presumptuous smile on his face, talking and laughing with the beauty beside him.

　　I was a little upset by the scrutinizing gaze. Li Jingzhe remembered the young man who just pointed his **** to him, so he also learned to greet the middle-aged man in this universal language.

　　 The white-haired middle-aged man was stunned, and then smiled and gave him a thumbs up, seeming to admire his courage.

　　 "He is my big brother. If you want to participate in the Olympics, you will behave better later. If he likes you, he will give you a chance."

　　 Zhao Long promptly reminded him that he did not see Li Jingzhe's raised **** on the edge of the sofa.

"What?!"

　　 Hearing this, Li Jingzhe's jaw dropped, and silently retracted his finger.

　　 "I said why this person keeps staring at me, now it's okay, the Olympics is probably a waste. Hmm... I can only use the performance on the ring to redeem some possibilities."

　　 With a disappointed mood, Li Jingzhe re-looked at the ring.

　　 At this moment, the first pair of players are already in the ring, and the two young fighters are tense, and they seem to be a little nervous under the crowd of so many people.

　　The man wearing black gloves is a young man with dark green hair. There is an obvious scar on his face. His name is Zheng Hu.

　　The one wearing the red gloves is a young man with a flat head. His appearance is quite satisfactory, but he does not seem to have a strong body. His name is Wang Rong.

　　Because they are all newcomers, they have adopted the shortest four-round competition in the competition system.

　　 When the five scoring referees were in place, the on-stage referee, after getting the consent of a man outside the ring, came to the middle of the two and raised his right hand, slammed it down and shouted:! !

　　 As soon as the voice fell, the black glove boxer Zheng Hu glanced at the right time and punched his opponent directly in the face.

The red boxing glove player Wang Rong had already prepared himself for a long time. While tilting his head back, his left fist hit the opponent's right glove with his left fist upwards, and he punched the opponent's left chin and made a successful hit. !

　　 At the same time, Li Jingzhe saw the five referees pressing the red button at the same time. Obviously, he had no objection to the first small score obtained in the first round.

　　 In a four-round game, each round has only three minutes. If you want to win the game, you must first see who gets the "big points" in the four games.

　　 The so-called big score means that a party gets more "small points" in each round, even if that party wins this round and gets a big point.

　　 If the Oita is the same, it depends on who has the more total score for the minor score. If it is still the same, there are more detailed criteria for judging.

　　 At this moment, watching the black and red fists on the stage, you come and go. After the first round, both of them have been beaten bloody, and they have long forgotten what tension is.

　　 In the first round, Wang Rong, who scored nine small points, was the one who got the big score. Zheng Hu, who scored seven small points, was a little worse.

　　 After the first round, Li Jingzhe saw that the two people's faces were a little red, but the physical consumption was not bad. After the one-minute rest, the two men began the second round aggressively.

　　 To Li Jingzhe's surprise, in the second round, with his momentum and speed, the young man named Zheng Hu actually got back a round.

　　 After watching the first game, he thought that Wang Rong was even better overall.

And when the dark green-haired Zheng Hu won the next round in the third round, he looked at Wang Rong, who was already blue and swollen, and suddenly realized that he had failed in the first round. Could it be that Zheng Hu deliberately released the water to show the enemy’s weakness And then hit the opponent by surprise? !

　　 "It seems that this boxing is also tactical, not all due to physical match."

　　 Lee Kyung-cheol watched the fourth round thoughtfully. Zheng Ho, who had already had an absolute advantage, won the game without any suspense by winning the third big score.

　　 And his opponent has collapsed on the side rope and almost can't move.

　　 "Hi-this red punch is really a waste!"

　　 "Haha, fortunately, I have a good eye, knowing that this black fist is more powerful."

　　 "Oh, my ten thousand yuan..."

　　... Listening to the happy or disappointed voices from all around, Li Jingzhe discovered the true purpose of the group of people here, not just watching the game, but also betting on a certain boxer!

　　 He couldn't help but glanced at Zhao Long who was aside, but Zhao Long just smiled and shook his head:

　　 "It has nothing to do with us, that is between their friends who bet on their own. Is it illegal to bet? It's not illegal."

　　 Seeing the smug smile on his face, Li Jingzhe was speechless for a while.

　　 No way, this is a loophole in the law.

　　 After all, the law is stipulated by people. Although it is now quite perfect, there are still many unobvious loopholes in the complex society and human nature.

　　 Zhao Long, an old and cunning businessman, not only takes black and white, but also takes advantage of the loopholes in the law, allowing the law to be added to the body but cannot be limited to the body.

　　 Li Jingzhe didn’t think about being a justice messenger, taking care of nosy, and reporting in one hand. As long as he doesn’t harm his own interests, why does he influence others to make money?

　　 And he has no time to think about it now, because the next game is his game.

　　 Li Jingzhe got up and walked to the changing booth not far away. Zhou Tingting followed.

　　 After he changed into shorts, he wrapped tape around his feet, bandages on his hands, mouthguards and other equipment, and squeezed the "swimming ring" at his waist and laughed:

　　 "Is it really okay? Don't force yourself."

　　 Li Jingzhe smiled and nodded. After all, he was forced to pretend, so he had to pretend to be finished while kneeling.

　　 He walked towards the ring and looked at the suspicious glances cast at him, but his face was extremely calm.

　　 Although this is his first time on stage, it is not the first time he has faced doubts.

　　 Compared with those contemptuous eyes, these questioning eyes are too kind.

　　 These knowledgeable people present here are just questioning your strength and will not despise the fat of your whole body.

　　 Even in their opinion, this fat body is a symbol of strength, and the only worry is whether the speed will be affected by the weight.

　　 "Come on, little fat man, I pressed Bao on you." When passing by a group of sofas, Li Jingzhe suddenly heard someone next to him talking to him.

　　 He lowered his head and found out in horror that this person was not someone but the white-haired middle-aged person who was greeted by his **** before.

　　 And the young boxer with the Mohican hairstyle beside him also smiled kindly at him.

　　 Li Jingzhe smiled helplessly, and walked towards the one-meter-high ring.

　　His opponent has also entered the ring. He is a guy with a height of nearly 1.9 meters, bulging muscles, and fair skin.