Motherway made more than ten punches in a row, but there was no effective attack.

His sharp jab and straight backhand punch were either avoided by the other party or blocked by the other party's arms.

Although the opponent did not have the strength to fight back, Motherway still felt that he was blind.

"Boy, this is what you forced me. I didn't want to do my best."

Motherway thought to himself.

Motherway slid quickly like lightning, and then two left and right swings to control Cresey.

Then there was another small step, and immediately a right hook was made after getting closer.

These three punches were extremely smooth, without any pauses in between. It was obviously a move that had been exercised countless times.

Cresey didn't expect the other party's rhythm to suddenly speed up, and he suddenly punched his chin without even notice.

If it were an ordinary person, he had already lie down after taking this punch, but Cresey's ability to resist hits was not comparable to that of an ordinary person, especially before the opponent's fist touched his chin, he poured his true energy in time.

So the punch just made his head lean back.

Motherway was shocked. This guy's ability to resist hits was stronger than he thought. Madd, his physical fitness was really perverted. He had tried his best to overestimate it. If he had known this punch, he would not have stopped.

Yes, Motherway stopped working.

He was afraid that if he punched the opponent seriously and affected the opponent's rookie game, he might get into trouble. After all, the opponent is an NBA player.

Cresey was punched, and although it was nothing serious, it also made him furious.

He finally started to fight back. The basic boxing skills are not inferior to those of boxing skills, after all, they are produced by the system.

However, since Cresey has not deliberately trained this skill, he still feels a little awkward and unskilled in the action.

"So it's a vegetable melon!"

Motherway hid two punches and felt relieved.

He didn't notice that as Cresey punched again and again, his movements gradually became smoother.

Because the attack distracted, Cresey hit Motherway several more punches, but his head and ribs that he focused on defending were well protected, and the parts of the mid-fist were covered with thick muscles.

The violently stimulated adrenaline and hormones exploded together with the onlookers, screaming and cheering. Most people were speculating on what minute Motherway would resolve the battle.

"What should I do?" Kambala asked with a broken face.

He led all the incident this time. If something happened to Cresey, his basketball career would be over.

"Wait a little longer, when the situation is not good, we immediately rushed in and pulled the boss to run away." Jarret Jordan whispered in his ear.

"Will the boss blame us?"

"It's better than the boss being beaten." Jarret Jordan glared at Kambala. Is this guy always confused the situation?

This is not only for the boss, but also for their own careers. At worst, you can be beaten up by the boss afterwards.

After dodging Cresey's attacks continuously, Motherway began to find something wrong. The opponent's fist became faster and faster, and his movements became smoother. What's even more terrifying is that many of the moves were very familiar to him.

"This guy secretly learned my punch combination!" Motherway was shocked.

You should know that these punch combinations can only be used proficiently after being tempered and trained.

As small as every movement breaks down, every muscle exerts force... it is countless exercises to form today's muscle memory.

But this kid... not only uses it in a very good manner, but also can flexibly use it. Combined with some wild boxing (basic boxing techniques) methods, it gradually brought more and more trouble to himself.

"No, I have to deal with this kid quickly, otherwise... As this kid becomes more and more skillful in punching, it will be extremely unfavorable to me. If I lose..."

Motherway could not imagine what would happen if he lost to a basketball player in the ring.

As the competition progresses, the skills brought by the specialized skills of basic boxing skills become more and more closely integrated with Cresey's body, and his movements are becoming more and more flowing.

The situation where Cresci only got beaten but didn't fight back, and the two are now attacking and defending each other.

This is an extremely bad phenomenon for Motherway. The gap between his physical fitness and the opponent is too big, and the physical difference brings about the gap in strength and ability to resist strikes. If there is no skill to make up for it, Motherway will not be able to get rid of Cresey's punches.

This is also why boxing competitions are divided into heavyweights.

Motherway's steps are still flexible, but for Cresey, who is already used to this boxing pace, he says there is no pressure.

He stepped on the seven-star pace and came to Motherway at a dazzling rhythm.

As the WBC super middleweight boxing champion, Motherway's reaction speed is far beyond ordinary people. Cresey's seven-star steps are mysterious and careless, which makes people overwhelmed, but Motherway reacts.

As Cresey stepped on the side of his body, his body muscles reacted before his brain, and a right hook punched him in the upper abdomen.

Cresey never expected the other party to react so quickly, and immediately punched him again, reminding himself again not to underestimate the fighters in this world.

However, Cresey's ability to resist strikes is really strong. As the true energy wraps around his abdomen, he immediately relieves the discomfort a lot.

At the same time, Cresey's core abdomen quickly rotated to the left, causing his upper body to twist to the left, and the muscles burst out like a compressed spring. Regardless of the right hook punch that Motherway hit again, his right fist was hit by a fierce backhand straight punch under the powerful torque power formed by the core abdomen.

The bursting fist rubbed against the air and made a "hiss" sound, like a crack of brocade.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Amid two dull sounds, Motherway's right hook punched Cresey's lower abdomen first.

Then, Cresey's backhand punch hit Motherway's left cheek as fierce as a city hammer.

Motherway was slammed and his head was tilted, and he felt dizzy, while Cresey remained motionless.

"Impossible!" He was shocked, and he used all his strength to use this punch.

Outside the dance floor, cheers and screams were heard. Compared to the strong who abused the weak, most people still like to watch stories of the weak who counterattacked.

In this contest, Cresey was obviously placed on the weak by the onlookers.

Motherway's four bodyguards looked at each other and saw something bad on each other's faces, but before they could figure out whether to rush in, Cresey suddenly broke out in a storm-like attack.

Left hook, right hook, left swing, right swing...

While Motherway was still in a dizzy state, Cresey made a series of combined punches. If anyone knows boxing on the spot, it can be seen that Cresey's combination punches were exactly the routine that Motherway had used before.

Motherway was also fighting back. Although his brain was a little confused, his body automatically made a counterattack, which was a conditioned reflex-like muscle reaction produced by the body's repeated tempering.

Unfortunately, when skills no longer have the advantage and start fighting against the body with attack, Motherway is immediately at an absolute disadvantage.

In a fierce and long attack, Motherway hit the punches repeatedly, and finally became ablaze and fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!