In the name of father

People say that a gold belt that has not boxed in North America is not a real gold belt——

Boxing champions who have never been to North America will be ridiculed.

In today's world of professional boxing, no region can match the strength of North America.

As a result, WBC, WBA, IBF, and WBO, the four major boxing organizations in North America, have become the most desirable places for all professional boxers.

however.

On the stage of professional boxers in these top competitions, Asians are rarely seen-the differences in physique, physical fitness, strength and fighting skills are destined to step into this sacred and sacred field. There are only a handful of Asians——

Until Yuan Zhen stood on the stage of the WBC (featherweight) featherweight gold belt competition.

——The people immersed in the world of boxing finally realized that there is still a continent on the earth that they have completely forgotten.

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Yuan Zhen is an orphan.

He doesn't know what his real name is, where his ancestral home is, where he came from and where he should go—Yuan Zhen only knows that the master picked him up by the gate of the martial arts hall, Master's martial arts gym was opened on the most mixed street in Hong Kong, and since Yuan Zhen could remember, he had been learning boxing from his master.

When she was in elementary school, Yuanzhen was boxing.

So before learning to write, Yuan Zhen has become a street bully from the street to the end of the street.

In junior high school, Yuanzhen was still boxing.

So his grades jingled badly, and it was common for the old man to be invited to drink tea by the head teacher.

Until high school, apart from going back to the martial arts gym every day and throwing down his schoolbag and putting on boxing gloves to continue punching, Yuanzhen finally opened his brain and started a little rebellion. For example, he learned to think——

"Master, if we study boxing seriously, we are going to participate in the Olympic Games?"

"You big-headed bastard, I don't know how many times I've told you that amateur boxing in the Olympics is amateur boxing. They can't do what you do, and you can't stand what they do!"

"Is that asking me to play underground gambling games in the future?"

"Are two or three cats like you free to go to the underground gambling game? You have to have a boss who likes you——if you have that fate, I will really go to burn incense—"

"I'm so handsome, why does the boss look down on me?"

"He's handsome, but he's not going to be a duck!"

"Old man, you are naughty again."

"...How can there be so much nonsense! First raise your legs three hundred times!"

"Three hundred times so ruthless! I owe you money, old man..."

"Five hundred times!"

"Hey!"

"Eight hundred times! Do you still want to bargain?!"

"Go, okay, okay..."

that's all.

At one time, Yuan Zhen thought that she would devote her whole life to the boxing career like this, and when the childless master was old, he would inherit his martial arts gym, and then he would inherit the master’s martial arts gym, and find a virtuous woman at random during boxing every day Get married, give birth to Xiao Yuanzhen, teach Xiao Yuanzhen how to box...

Well, pretty uninspired, right?He didn't want to, but who told him that Yuan Zhen couldn't do anything but punch and shit.

Yuan Zhen has never thought about what it is like to be a real father from the standpoint of a master. His idea is very simple——

When Xiao Yuanzhen grows up and inherits the martial arts school, he can retire as an old man.

At that time, drink morning tea every day to watch the sunset, teach the old man and old lady to fight the "sunset" fist, and carry a vegetable basket from the street where I grew up to the end of the street——

Well, at least the dream is so beautiful.

Until this day, somehow, as an Asian, Yuan Zhen stood on the stage of the WBC (featherweight) featherweight gold belt competition.

Sitting in the lounge, listening to the cheers of the audience outside and the messy reports of various TV stations, Yuan Zhen was in a state of out-of-body state—everything seemed to be in a dream.

Until...someone outside seemed to be telling him to get ready to appear in ugly Chinese.

It's really calling him yeah.

Yuan Zhen silently clenched her hands into fists, lowered her head——

9OZ gloves, headgear...the golden saint fighter boxing pants are in place.

The rest is...

I am calm.

Really calm.

I'm very, very calm.

"..."

The light outside is a bit flickering, may I wear sunglasses on stage?

"— Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the WBC (featherweight) featherweight gold belt competition scene! Now let me introduce the red team to you first! The red team is Christine from the United States—this Since the young American player stood out in the national competition ten years ago, he has never restrained his brilliance. At the beginning of this competition, he lived up to his expectations as a seed player. From the beginning of the preliminary round, he went all the way to the final. Let us look forward to it , what wonderful performance he will bring us tonight!"

very noisy.

"——Now, please allow me to introduce to you today's Blue Fang seriously, very special, very magical—from the ancient country, in my hosting career, I have never read it on the stage of the final Such a name, please look at the entrance of the blue side, yes, let us warmly welcome the player from Hong Kong, China, Zhenyuan!!!! How many years, we finally saw Asians in international events like WBC Tonight, regardless of success or failure, we should remember this young man!!!”

...Damn it, this host is the sweeper who was hired when the real diarrhea didn't show up, right?

The level of speaking is not enough.

Is white skin amazing?

Is dark skin full of strength?

Laozi has black hair and yellow skin and is also very handsome, okay? ! !

Yuan Zhen turned over and climbed into the guardrail in an unattractive posture, biting the mouthguard into his mouth speechlessly, and turning his head, he saw his master not far away——

To be precise, for so many years, this elderly man in front of him who always wears silk Chinese clothes for the elderly has been regarded as his father... Well, at this moment, as a father and also as a coach, this man is standing in front of him. Outside the field, the expression on his face was still the same as when he stood beside the field to supervise Yuan Zhen's training countless times, so calm, so serious and brutal...

It's just that the lighting at the scene exposed the graying of the old man's hair.

This person... actually has a time when he gets old.

Yuan Zhen pouted helplessly, grabbed the edge of the guardrail like a monkey and stretched out her hand, patted the old man's shoulder in full view, and said inarticulately: "Relax, it's just a game, not the execution ground .”

with a snap.

The paws were mercilessly snapped off.

Yuan Zhen retracted his hand and pretended to be stinged painfully across his back of his hand across the thick boxing. He raised his head, and his young face showed a heartless smile on the old man standing not far away. ——It's as if he's been cheating and being lazy countless times.

At this time, Yuan Zhen did not expect that this was the last time he smiled at the old man like this.

What he didn't expect was that since ancient times, thousands of fighters have died on the boxing ring, and he was so lucky to be one of them——

……

Before the whole world fell into darkness, the last image in Yuan Zhen's mind was actually the old master standing under the spotlight, looking at him expressionlessly. Under the light, the old man had gorgeous hair on his temples.

A white-haired person sends a black-haired person, what a vivid sentence.