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　　 When Zhou Ping was studying Xiao Yang, Xiao Yang's coach was accompanying him to watch the video of the Zhou Ping boxing match yesterday.

　　 "This Zhou Ping, unlike your previous opponent, he is faster than you."

　　 After playing the video, Xiao Yang's coach said to him very seriously.

　　 "His speed is fast, but only watching videos, he is not faster than me, right?"

　　 Xiao Yang is still a little unconvinced. He has won four games in a row. If it hadn't been for a careless loss before, he would have won eight games in a row.

　　 Win ten matches in the junior boxing arena to participate in the promotion assessment of the intermediate boxer. If you pass, you will become an intermediate boxer.

　　 Intermediate fighters have more generous rewards, but they are also more dangerous.

　　 "It's not the same, you can't tell, but I can see that he hasn't tried his best, and his speed can be improved."

　　 The coach is a coach after all, and he can see more than a boxer.

　　 "He hasn't tried his best yet?"

　　 Xiao Yang frowned. Judging from the video, Zhou Ping was panting after the game, completely trying his best.

　　 "Listen to me, don't be careless. His weakness is endurance. As long as you fight with him, you will win in the end."

　　 The coach exhorted Xiao Yang again.

　　 There is one thing the coach didn't tell Xiao Yang.

　　The reason why he was arranged to compete with Zhou Ping in the boxing field was because the boxing field found that Zhou Ping was a very potential boxer.

　　 Insufficient patience, it doesn't matter, there is time and opportunity for him to exercise in the boxing field, and endurance can be increased through training.

　　 The key is that he and Xiao Yang, two junior boxers of the same type, are more worthy of cultivation.

　　 Arranging a two-person match is to see the final result.

　　 If Xiao Yang wins, it means that Xiao Yang is still stronger. Next, he will continue to cultivate him and train him to become an intermediate boxer.

　　 But once Xiao Yang loses, the boxing ring will give him up without hesitation.

　　 Boxing field will only cultivate more potential seeds, not waste.

　　 "Coach, I listen to you."

　　 Xiao Yang didn't insist, he knew the coach was for his own good.

　　 His coach also smiled.

　　 This Xiao Yang, he has been training for a period of time, naturally, he does not want Xiao Yang to lose. Every coach in the coaching staff has a task. Among them, how many intermediate fighters they train is one of their task assessments.

　　 At eleven thirty in the evening, the audience and the fighters entered at the same time.

　　 The audience is in the auditorium, and the boxers are waiting in the lounge behind the gym.

　　 Zhou Ping saw his opponent here. Xiao Yang's skin was darker than him and his head was about the same as him, but he kept staring at him with a gloom in his eyes.

　　 The coach of the coaching staff only teaches the fighters at ordinary times. When the fighters are actually playing, they cannot follow.

　　 Although Master Ma is an exclusive handyman, he is also Zhou Ping's teacher and coach. Zhou Ping is still unclear. With such an exclusive handyman as Master Ma, he has another advantage.

　　 The coach can always watch the game, especially when he is able to guide him during the game, which is a great help to the fighters.

　　 The match between Zhou Ping and Xiao Yang was placed in the first game.

　　 "Master Ma, help me buy more this time."

　　 Zhou Ping took out all the seventy-five thousand in cash. Xiao Yang was a strong opponent, yes, but Zhou Ping was equally confident.

　　 Xiao Yang’s specialty is speed. In terms of speed, Zhou Ping is really not afraid of him.

　　 Zhou Ping possesses the speed of the awakened, even some intermediate fighters cannot have such speed.

　　 Dealing with Xiao Yang, Zhou Ping was even more confident than dealing with Zhu Si before.

　　Master Ma asked nothing, took the money and went to buy a boxing ticket for Zhou Ping.

　　 Yesterday’s excellent record, Zhou Ping’s odds dropped a bit, losing 1.55.

　　 Xiao Yang's record is more brilliant, so the odds are lower, one loses 1.25.

　　 About 70% of the live audience were bought Xiao Yang to win. After all, Xiao Yang wins more times and looks more powerful.

　　 Holding the boxing ticket brought back by Master Ma, Zhou Ping calculated silently in his heart.

　　 Seventy-five thousand, one pays 1.55 odds. If he wins, his total assets can be raised to more than 116,000.

　　 plus the five thousand rewards for winning the boxing match, that's more than 120,000, which is a step closer to 300,000.

　　 Following the shouts of the host outside, Xiao Yang’s exclusive handyman and Master Ma took the two outside.

　　 After Zhou Ping and Xiao Yang entered the ring, the host stepped down and locked the door for them. The ring officially belonged to them.

At the beginning of the boxing match, Xiao Yang didn't have any nonsense, and quickly moved forward and launched an attack.

　　 What he is good at is speed. In the previous boxing matches, he attacked from the very beginning and caught his opponent by surprise.

　　 His speed is indeed fast, almost twice that of a normal person.

　　 At such a speed, it is difficult for ordinary fighters to evade, so they can only resist.

　　 But this time, he is facing Zhou Ping.

　　 Zhou Ping instantly increased his speed to 2.5 times that of a normal person, one point faster than Xiao Yang.

　　 He knows that Xiao Yang also knows boxing skills, so he protects himself very strictly.

　　 Xiao Yang is not a strength player. Master Ma has already set up a battle plan for him before. Xiao Yang will attack with a high probability. Then Zhou Ping will use his speed advantage to launch an attack as well.

　　 The problem that Coach Xiao Yang can see, Master Ma can also see. In the speed competition, Zhou Ping is definitely not inferior to Xiao Yang.

　　 The first round of attack, even if it can't hit the opponent's weakness, it can also damage his confidence and morale.

　　, after all, is in his own strengths, being attacked by opponents. The result is quite a big blow to a boxer, especially a junior boxer.

　　 Two thin boxers rushed together like this.

　　 Seeing the two come up is a confrontation, UU reading www. The audience of uukanshu.com suddenly uttered a roar, and this kind of battle looked more enjoyable.

　　 Zhou Ping's fist had been prepared for a long time, and hit him in the arm with a faster speed than Xiao Yang.

　　 When Xiao Yang attacked, he also had self-protection, which prevented Zhou Ping from accurately identifying his weakness.

　　 Since there is no weakness, the offense is the same everywhere.

　　 Xiao Yang's arm was numb. Zhou Ping used the elasticity this time. Under the elasticity, it was like being hit by a rock, numb and painful.

　　 After a successful blow, Zhou Ping immediately backed away, protecting himself very well.

　　 Before Zhou Ping backed up, Xiao Yang had already raised his leg and wanted to use his knees to support Zhou Ping, but in the end he was a step too late and Zhou Ping escaped.

　　 The first contact between the two, Xiao Yang suffered a bit of a dark loss.

　　 This time, Xiao Yang also fully understood that what the coach said was right, and the opponent's speed this time was really faster than him.

　　 The opponent was better than him in his best field, and even suffered a loss after the match, which really caused a big blow to Xiao Yang's confidence.

　　 "Very good, that's it, I will attack the same point next time."

　　 Master Ma hurriedly shouted when Zhou Ping retreated to the edge of the ring. When Zhou Ping heard Master Ma's words, his eyes flashed, and his body suddenly accelerated again.

　　 The speed this time has reached three times that of normal people.

　　 He will continue to attack before Xiao Yang has adapted to his speed.

　　 Xiao Yang didn't expect Zhou Ping to be faster. This time it was completely defensive, and he raised his arm hastily.

　　 There was a tingling on his arm again, and the pain intensified. Zhou Ping's elasticity hit his arm again.

　　 twice in a row, he only felt that this arm no longer belonged to him, if it hadn't been forcibly carried, it would have been drooping down.