I reevaluated the beautiful assassin in front of me and took a step back, but Qiao Ling had already rushed forward. Her quick short fists flew towards my face like a bee's stinger, and it still carried a strong fragrance.
I kept ducking and dodging. My eyes kept blinking because of the wind from her punches. I could tell that she still had a lot of stamina and spirit. She knew that this was the third round, so she wanted to use a strong strategy and try to gain an advantage with her quick punches and kicks.
However, I quickly took control of the situation and counterattacked using the strategy of 'using brute force against brute force'. In terms of physical fitness, of course I was better than Qiao Ling, so I raised my arm to block her attacks. My arm collided with her relatively weaker arm several times, and Qiao Ling really couldn't take it anymore!
I quickly occupied the center of the fighting ring and took on a fighting stance, fighting Qiao Ling with all my might.
We seemed to have entered a special state. In this state, we had already forgotten all of our punches and kicks, because for extreme experts in the world of fighting, any fixed routine would only be a burden, or even a burden.
Only by completely discarding those routines, punching out with his heart, and following his heart like a shadow, would he be able to achieve the best defensive effect.
Every punch and kick we threw out was a random attack or defense based on the opponent's attack or defense.
However, after a period of high frequency fighting between us, Qiao Ling didn't waste any time and quickly retreated to the edge of the stage. She then waved at me with a smile and said, "Alright, come. Do you dare to come here, old friend?"
Qiao Ling's voice became louder and louder, causing a commotion in the audience. They all stood up to support Qiao Ling.
I suspect this was Qiao Ling's stalling tactic. She probably didn't have much stamina left, so she wanted to use the battle of words to kill time and recover her stamina.
But the referee who didn't do much finally couldn't help but shout at Qiao Ling: "Number 27, don't make a racket!
Don't make a racket!
Don't talk anymore! "
Qiao Ling had one hand on the ropes and frowned as she looked at the referee: his face was very serious.
Qiao Ling snorted and said: Harsh!
Then, she retracted her arms and quickly got into a fighting stance. She looked at me, her lips moving slightly and her delicate arms trembling slightly.
After I cautiously approached her, Qiao Ling tried to attack my face with short punches and said: "Zhao Long, did you lose your heavy punch?
Use your heavy punch, come on!
Attack me!
Let's see if you have the ability to beat me! "
She was purposely provoking me!
There was no doubt, this was a tactic!
Provocation!
But more accurately, I was a bit impatient!
I could already feel a clear sense of impatience in the fight with Qiao Ling.
Because there has never been an opponent who was in a stalemate with me for so long!
Moreover, it was a female opponent!
It's already the third round, but I still can't completely control the situation!
Not to mention defeating the opponent with ease!
To me, this is a situation that I have never encountered before!
I tried to restrain my thoughts of sympathy and continued to bombard Qiao Ling's head with heavy punches.
Qiao Ling leaned back against the ropes.
But I was still on the higher ground and suppressed Qiao Ling's attacks.
Each of my fists was as heavy as a thousand catties, causing Qiao Ling to reveal an astonished expression.
Perhaps it was only at this moment that she realized that I had been giving in to her all this while.
Seeing that Qiao Ling was having a hard time, I suddenly changed my direction and threw a punch from bottom to top. It hit Qiao Ling's chin, which injured Qiao Ling quite a bit and she almost fell down.
But Qiao Ling was still holding on with all her might. I noticed that there was blood seeping out of the corner of Qiao Ling's mouth!
I was also shocked to a certain extent. In reality, I didn't want to hurt Qiao Ling. No matter how strong she was, she was still a woman.
But I had no other choice. I could only try my best to correct the situation.
Looking at the blood seeping out of the corner of her mouth, I actually felt a sincere sense of apology!
I felt like I was going crazy. It was normal to get injured in the ring, but the bright red blood flowing out of Qiao Ling's mouth made people feel pity for her.
Below the ring, countless security guards and spectators began to shout. They were burning with anxiety for Qiao Ling.
What's more, a few rows in front of the ring, there was a security guard who grabbed something and threw it at the ring. It was obvious that his target was me!
He was impulsive!
He was impulsive for Qiao Ling!
The security guard who threw things towards the ring was becoming more and more irrational. He kept muttering: Get off the stage, get off the stage!
Instructor Qiao, don't fight with him, don't fight with him!
I smiled wryly. This was the first time someone called me out and scolded me!
Perhaps to a certain extent, I could understand the mentality of this impulsive security guard. He was definitely a 'fan' of Qiao Ling. The four instructors were famous in the security industry, so they naturally had a group of hardcore fans. It was reasonable for someone to stand up and express their emotions when they saw their idol getting beaten up on stage.
Of course, Qiao Ling had fans, but Zhao Long also had fans. Although they weren't as crazy as this security guard, they still began to scold him for his troublemaking behavior!
Especially Qi Mengyan, he quickly stopped the cheering cheerleaders and led them to the front of the crowd. He took the lead and started a serious war of words with the security guard.
Of course, this kind of war of words didn't last long. After a while, it came to an end under the mediation of the staff.
On the ring, the fierce battle between Qiao Ling and I continued.
I said humorously: "You're quite popular!" Then I clenched my fists and continued to attack Qiao Ling.
Qiao Ling wanted to change her position, but I pushed her back like a rag doll.
I knew Qiao Ling was injured and it wasn't light, so I tried to increase the pressure. I had to win quickly and overcome any thoughts of sympathy. I had to knock Qiao Ling down in the shortest time possible!
Qiao Ling passively blocked left and right to avoid my punches.
But my One Inch Punch was already brewing in her abdomen. When the time was right, I twisted my fist and struck. Qiao Ling screamed and staggered back three to five steps. She even began to cough violently.
Perhaps this was the first time in my life that I felt the strength of a woman. It also allowed me to overcome my tolerance towards women to a certain extent.
I held my head high and took the initiative. I repeatedly threw heavy punches at Qiao Ling.
I thought Qiao Ling wouldn't be able to fight back, but suddenly Qiao Ling rushed out of my encirclement and threw straight punches at my face. Pa!
Pa!
Pa!
I admit that I underestimated her. I was too eager to win and neglected my defense.
My face was burning. I had to admit that Qiao Ling wasn't a normal female boxer. Her endurance and explosive power surprised me.
In particular, she was still able to continuously execute three quick and powerful attacks even in such a situation, which really shocked me!
Below the ring, a lot of the audience was boiling.
Qiao Ling's sudden 'resurrection' made a lot of people rejoice.
Pa!
Pa!
Pa!
Qiao Ling fiercely punched me again.
Although I was on guard, I was still able to dodge.
I dodged Qiao Ling's counterattack, but my heart did tremble a little. I could still feel the wind from her punch and the strong smell of perfume mixed in with it!
In other words, she still had a chance to turn the tables.
And I still didn't have full control of the situation. I still couldn't defeat this strong girl in an instant.
I even felt a little ashamed in my heart. Thinking about my, Zhao Long's, achievements over the years, when have I ever been in such a difficult situation?
Moreover, my opponent was a girl.
For a moment, I couldn't help but wonder: What kind of background does this Qiao Ling have? How did she have such good skills?
With her skills, she could definitely have a place in the international boxing world.
I dare say that her skills are far superior to You Meng, Marisia and other international level guards.
I'm very interested in becoming friends with this mysterious female instructor and discussing things together.
But how could I know what kind of legendary story lies behind Qiao Ling's extraordinary skills and the shocking truth.
But the outcome of the match hadn't been decided yet. I could only continue to gather my energy and start a battle of wits and courage with Qiao Ling.
In the ring, Qiao Ling and I were still locked in a fierce battle. I didn't expect Qiao Ling to be so strong.
I gathered all the strength in my body and sent out my strongest attack. Qiao Ling rushed forward and my uppercut brushed past the back of her head.
What I didn't expect was that Qiao Ling hugged my body in a hurry so I couldn't attack again.
Qiao Ling and I hugged each other and twisted together.
I could even hear Qiao Ling's rapid heartbeat and slightly labored breathing. The strong perfume on her body was very pungent at this moment. The smell didn't match the scene in the ring and it weakened my fighting spirit to a certain extent.
Moreover, Qiao Ling took the opportunity to whisper in my ear: "Captain Zhao, you're at your wit's end.
Isn't that right?
You can't beat me. You can't beat me.
At worst, we'll end in a draw. "
I immediately replied: "Don't worry.
We won't end in a draw.
But, you're a very strong character. "
At this time, someone shouted at Qiao Ling from below the ring: "Jiao Feng, Jiao Feng, you have to hold on.
If you want to attack, you have to use your full strength. "
I didn't have time to find out who was giving advice to Qiao Ling. I just wanted to break free from Qiao Ling's embrace.
To a certain extent, Qiao Ling's move was very practical. She hugged me so I couldn't use my fists and kicks. At the same time, she could rest a bit.
Most of the time, in the arena, even a second of rest could accumulate superhuman strength.