NBA: I'm invincible, template boss

Luobo's two thick arms were inserted around his waist, and the muscles of his entire back were perfectly stretched out.

It directly shocked everyone present.

It also made the support rate of the two people in the live broadcast room significantly tilted.

Many were undecided, and the sloppy audience switched their votes to Luo Bo.

After all... Luobo's muscles are really terrifying.

To be able to train the back to this level is simply a monstrosity!

Chandler on the opposite side shook his head and pulled his thoughts back.

No matter how perfect the muscles are, strength is the truth. From his point of view, Luobo is just a superficial appearance.

Tyson in the audience didn't think so. Luo Bo's muscles were much stronger than his peak state.

What's more, Luobo is a tall man of 210+ centimeters, and it is more difficult to grow muscles. It can be seen how hard Luobo is.

If Luo Bo knew what they were thinking, he would die laughing.

Don't think of him so supernaturally, he's just a man who was lucky enough to awaken his golden finger.

There is no such thing as working hard and exercising, it is just playing badly and playing!

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The atmosphere in the boxing gym reached a climax.

Chandler is not in a hurry, he has a lot of time, but Luo Bo has no time to waste too much time, after all, he has to catch the next game tonight, against the Houston Rockets.

"Okay, let's start the duel quickly, I'm in a hurry."

"The rule of this duel is that there are no rules, how?"

Luo Bo opened his mouth with a tone of impatience, as if he was confident that he must win.

As soon as these words came out, the audience under the ring suddenly became noisy and discussed.

"Boxing without rules? Is Luo Bo crazy? Afraid that Chandler won't beat him up? Is a good basketball career ruined like this?"

"Is there a possibility that because he doesn't know the rules of boxing, boxing without rules allows him to let go of his hands and feet and maximize his fighting power."

"Damn it, Brother Taiwan god analysis! But in this way, without the restrictions of the rules, Chandler's combat effectiveness will also increase accordingly, with mixed advantages and disadvantages."

Chandler nodded, noncommittal.

It doesn't matter to him whether there are rules or not, Luobo must be the dead soul of his fist, the defeated opponent.

If he is in a good mood, let him suffer some flesh and blood, and if he is in a bad mood, let him be reimbursed for the season.

Chandler clenched his fist, making a crisp "click" sound when the bones and joints rubbed against each other.

Chandler was gearing up, and the fighting spirit in his heart had already reached its peak.

On the other hand, Luo Bo looked calm, as if the matter had nothing to do with him, and he was just watching the excitement.

However, upon closer inspection, Luobo's eyes revealed great confidence.

Luo Bo is very confident, and he may have to take it seriously in the face of professional boxers, but for Chandler, it is really unnecessary.

With a giant height of 213 centimeters, correspondingly, he paid the price of being slow as usual.

In the eyes of Luo Bo, a martial arts master, he was even slower.

The two fist bumped in the middle of the ring, signaling that the match could begin.

The booing of the audience was very noisy, and one of Tyson's voices came out of it.

"Showtime!"

The boxing match has officially begun!

The muscles of Chandler's whole body tensed instantly, his footsteps kept moving, and he punched and tested.

Luo Bo was as motionless as a mountain, standing on the spot, as if he was coming to deliver it to the door quickly.

In Chandler's eyes, this is undoubtedly a fixed target.

"Hehe! There is a price to be paid for underestimating the enemy!"

As he spoke, Chandler stabbed forward, instantly shortening the distance between the two, and punched out a straight fist.

This punch was extremely fast in the eyes of the audience, but it was very slow in Luo Bo's eyes.

Luobo lowered his shoulders, turned his head slightly to the side, and directly avoided Chandler's attack.

Chandler's heart tightened, and his empty fist swept across hastily, preparing to attack with an uppercut.

But Luobo was not a wooden man, he turned his feet and turned his whole body sideways, dodging Chandler's attack again.

Luo Bo's posture like a wild crane made Chandler feel a bad premonition.

Chandler was in a hurry, and his footsteps approached again, while another fist continued to hit.

The corner of Luo Bo's mouth curled up, and an expression that I expected leisurely rose.

Luo Bo suddenly grabbed Chandler's rampant arm with his big hand, and then moved his feet, turning his whole body to the outside of Chandler in an instant, and swung it vigorously.

This flick directly threw Chandler to the edge of the ring.

Chandler's huge body hit the rope around the ring heavily, and bounced back instantly.

Luo Bo thrust out a straight fist, hit Chandler head-on, and fell to the ground.

Luobo's series of counterattacks, from passive defense to turning from defense to offense, all happened in an instant.

The audience in the audience dropped their jaws in shock, and the audience in the live broadcast room frantically swiped their screens.

"Kuang Fu!"

"Is this the Tai Chi in Huaxia Kung Fu! What a good way to use your strength to fight! Four taels to pull a thousand catties!"

Some viewers who knew a thing or two about Chinese Kungfu analyzed blindly, but the rest of the audience didn't understand anything, and they all boasted that he knew so much.

On one side, Tyson suddenly stood up from his only seat in the Quan Quan Gym, his eyes filled with horror.

"This... this young man... that is... Chinese Kung Fu!!"

Mitchell next to her was confused, she didn't understand boxing, she didn't understand Chinese Kung Fu either.

In her eyes, it was just that Chandler was knocked down by KO after Luo Bo played handsome.

The eyes can't help showing love, the eyes are full of love.

In the arena, Luo Bo did not pursue the victory.

It's still early, and he can play for a while longer to show the audience friends more Chinese Kungfu.

"Hey! Old bird, get up quickly, I only used 3% of my strength, you can't help hitting like this, right?"

Chandler, who fell to the ground, almost spat out a mouthful of old blood when he heard Robbo's trash talk.

Damn, you're indeed the king of the new generation of trash talkers, even in a boxing match you'll be talking trash.

Supporting the ring, he stood up happily, with his fighting ability, naturally he would not be KO'd with one punch,

However, Luo Bo's punch just hit his eye socket, and his head was a little bit like gold stars.

Shaking his head, after a while, the phantom in his eyes gradually disappeared.

This time Chandler didn't dare to attack rashly, he kept wandering around Luobo looking for openings, ready to go.

Chandler didn't move, and Robbo didn't even bother to move.

It's boring if the fight goes too fast, he has to beat Chandler until he surrenders and convince the audience.

"drink!"

After a stalemate for a long time, Chandler finally couldn't bear it anymore. The tension in his heart was constantly destroying his state, and he had to make a quick decision.

Stepping forward, a left uppercut was feigned, and a right fist was thrown out with live ammunition.

Luo Bo backed away and dodged Chandler's attack again.

Chandler gritted his teeth and alternated fists.

He was in a hurry, he didn't believe that Luo Bo could dodge all of them under such intensive attacks!