Domination in America, Starting from being a Boxing Champion

Chapter 067 Defeat

On the boxing ring, Link gripped the ropes to steady himself, tapped his face with his gloves, and the dizziness in his head gradually faded.

Just now, his hook punch had struck Aragon first, causing Aragon's swing punch to slightly miss its mark. The impact on his head was reduced by about twenty to thirty percent, so that round ended nearly even.

Aragon didn't wait for the referee to come over and ask, but immediately straightened his body and looked at Link coldly, blood leaking from the corner of his mouth and a murderous look on his face.

"Let's go again!"

Link roared, his arm muscles and shoulder muscles bulging fiercely, turning ferociously violent, like a hot-headed brute as he yelled and rushed at Aragon with his fists.

Aragon too, glaring with his eyes, bellowed back. Veins on his neck bulged as he lunged towards Link with his fists.

The two abandoned defense, colliding violently, exchanging blows directly against each other's bodies.

Bang bang bang!

In the mere twenty seconds, Link threw 38 punches, and Aragon threw 36 punches, nearly exchanging blow for blow.

When the two were separated by the referee, Link had a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, Aragon was bleeding from his nose, clutching his right ribs and slightly bending at the waist, a pained expression on his face.

The audience on site was astounded by the sudden intense fight.

Could amateur boxing matches be fought like this?

Many spectators stood up, loudly cheering for the boxers on both sides.

"Wow, is boxing this thrilling? Catherine, look quickly. It seems like Link is hurt."

Selena Gomez's eyes widened as she looked at the boxing ring. Initially, she thought it was boring seeing the two dodging around, only landing one hit on each other in the first round, but she was thrilled by their sudden violent collision and fierce exchanges of punches.

"Selena, I need to make a call."

Catherine grabbed her handbag and hurriedly left her seat.

Selena glanced at her retreating figure, sniffed, and thought to herself that Catherine claimed she didn't care about Link, but couldn't bear to watch when Link got hurt in the match—a woman who says one thing but feels another.

Suddenly, she noticed the tall girl next to her covering her eyes, leaning on the wheelchair armrest, and continuously asking the middle-aged man sitting in the wheelchair if the match was over yet and if Link had won.

"Wow, Link has been knocked down, it's too terrible. I can't watch this."

Selena exclaimed dramatically.

The tall girl immediately sat up, anxiously looking towards the boxing ring, where Link was standing just fine with a strange smile on his face.

Taylor turned her head, annoyed, glaring at this irritating young girl. The young girl was Latina, with a wheatish complexion, petite and chubby like a doll, with round eyes always wearing a mischievous smile, looking rather deserving of a thrashing.

Selena smiled smugly, turning her head away to avoid eye contact.

"This match is so exciting, even more thrilling than professional boxing, coming here was really worth it."

Mr. Swift praised as he patted the wheelchair.

"Before, Link could defeat his opponents with just a few punches, why is he taking so long now, even getting hurt?"

Taylor flicked the brim of her hat and asked.

"It's different, the level of boxers in the Americas Zone qualification is very high. Champions of these qualifiers usually place in the top three at the Olympics, some even win gold.

At the 2004 Athens Olympics, the Cuban boxing team won five golds, two silvers, and a bronze. Out of twelve events, Cuba ranked first in five and in the top three in eight. Do you know how high the level of the Cuban boxing team is? For Link to make it to the top three in the Americas Zone qualifiers is quite remarkable."

Mr. Swift exclaimed in admiration.

"Dad, do you mean that if Link beats Aragon, he might have a chance to win a gold medal at the Olympics?"

Taylor cocked her head and asked.

"Very likely, wow!"

Mr. Swift was speaking when suddenly he exclaimed 'wow!' with such force that his body momentarily shot upward, nearly standing up.

At that moment, it wasn't just Mr. Swift who suddenly exclaimed 'wow!'—thousands of spectators in the venue also shouted out in disbelief, wow!

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Time rewind to 20 seconds ago.

Link wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his glove and quietly looked towards Aragon across from him.

The intense skirmish with Aragon had nearly made him believe he was back in the underground boxing ring he once fought in—no defense, indifferent to life or death, only seeking to eliminate his opponent in the most efficient way possible.

Familiar with and adept at this style of fighting, Link didn't hesitate once he saw Aragon fall into his rhythm. He unleashed the fastest, most lethal combination punches, brutally targeting Aragon's weak spots, wildly and savagely.

Although he took a few punches himself, he believed that the damage inflicted on Aragon was definitely several times worse than his own.

"Cuba's Aragon, fighting for honor, dying for honor! Dare you come again?"

Link stepped forward, pounding his sturdy chest with his gloves, and roared loudly.

"Kill! Kill!"

Aragon bared his bloodied teeth and roared back, swinging his fists viciously towards Link's head.

In an instant, Link's muscles tensed, his focus heightened, and even his hair stood on end. As Aragon's fist swung towards him, Link didn't block as before but sharply turned his head, narrowly dodging Aragon's deadly right swing punch.

"Careful!!"

Someone shouted from below.

Aragon heard a whooshing sound coming from his left and caught a glimpse of a bright red fist heading towards his head in his peripheral vision—it was Link's fist.

Aragon was shocked and violently tilted his head back trying to avoid the sudden punch, but it was too late. Just as he was preparing to tilt his head, Link's fist had already firmly struck his face, hitting the left side of his jaw.

Bang!

The entire movement suddenly accelerated. Aragon took a hit in the face, his body spun half a circle in place, bang! He fell heavily sideways onto the floor, his body making a loud crashing sound against the ring's rubber mat.

Wow! The venue erupted with wow sounds.

Everyone knew about Link's formidable rear hook punch and that they needed to guard against it when competing against him, but no one expected him to use it at that moment.

At the same time, no one expected that Aragon, who had dodged many of Link's deadly moves in the first round, would fail to evade this time and was solidly knocked to the ground by Link.

First knockdown.

"Wow wow! Incredible!"

"Link, you're unbelievable!"

Morales, Andzeje, and several others under the ring roared excitedly.

"Link will win!"

"Link, the champion!!"

In the audience, James waved a red flag, Michael, Reggie, and others were jumping around, shouting loudly without any regard for their throats.

Taylor, Mr. Swift, Selena, and hundreds of tourists from Europe and America cheered loudly for Link, for that spectacular punch, for the first knockdown.

"Fantastic, that punch was fantastic. It didn't just show Link's superhuman punch strength and speed, but also his high IQ in boxing. Why would such a talent sign with Duvall?"

In the audience, there was a special group of people who would go wherever there was a boxing match; they were boxing promoters.

The Americas Zone qualifiers gathered top amateur boxing talents from various countries, and such a grand event was naturally something they wouldn't miss.

In the front row of the spectator area, Dmitry Salita from the sports promotion company watched Link cleanly knock down Aragon, clapping excitedly one moment, and slapping his thigh in frustration the next. Explore more stories at empire

"You're right, Link has a high KO rate, and every boxing match he participates in is exciting. Many people will be willing to pay to watch him when he turns professional. It's a pity he's been signed away by Duvall,"

Frank Warren from Queensbury Boxing Promotion also expressed his regret.

Greg Cohen from the top event promotion also stared at the ring, frowning deeply.

Should he increase the fight's revenue share, giving Link another chance to choose? This guy might be boastful, but he was indeed a talent. If he could join the top events, the company would gain another money-maker in the future.