Release the Dog Yujiro vs. the Unbeatable Golden Spear Kuroki

Itagaki held his forehead with one hand, looking aggrieved, and muttered, "I really can't stand it anymore. The level of these rookies is too poor!"

Fujii laughed and joked: "After all, this is just a C-class boxing license exam, not a real competition, so it's inevitable that your level is limited."

"Brother Fujii, look, that Yamamoto Kazuo you mentioned seems to be on stage."

Upon hearing this, Fujii immediately straightened up, his eyes widened, and stared at the boxing ring like a hawk.

He exclaimed: "Wow, that guy is at least 7 or 8 centimeters taller than his opponent. Although he is a little skinny, his height and arm length are enough to make up for the lack of muscle."

Seeing that Fujii was so interested in this boxer, Itagaki also began to observe him carefully.

He agreed, “Yeah, you’re right.

His stance is that of a Philadelphia shell, and with his height and reach advantage, his jab alone is enough to overwhelm his opponent."

Both men in the field wore helmets and groin protectors, ready for battle.

Yamamoto Kazuo protected his chin with his right fist, raised his left shoulder slightly, and swung his left fist back and forth in his abdomen in a relaxed manner. He stood sideways, like a steady mountain, revealing a murderous aura.

Looking at his opponent, he is less than 170 cm tall, with a strong build, and adopts a traditional boxing stance.

"when!"

With the ringing of the crisp bell, the exam officially began.

The boxer in the traditional stance rushed forward like a tiger descending from a mountain the moment the bell rang. His goal was clear - to close the distance and start a medium-range fight.

"boom!"

However, what greeted him was a flash punch from a very long distance, which hit him in the face as hard as lightning.

(Popular Science: Why do we use the word "flip"? Here is an explanation, because the flash punch is a variation of the jab, also called the whip jab.

His movements are very similar to cracking a whip. If the audience can't imagine the effect, then refer to Ryuji Yamazaki's punches in the game "The King of Fighters", but the effect is a little exaggerated.)

Yamamoto Kazuo's flash punch was like an arrow breaking through the air, instantly piercing through the opponent's defense and disrupting his offensive rhythm.

Then, using his extra-long wingspan, he dragged his opponent into the hell he had carefully set up.

In this hell, Yamamoto Kazuo's attack range is like an invisible net, tightly binding his opponent.

The opponent struggled in the net, but could not even show a trace of resistance. He could only let the rain-like fists hit him mercilessly again and again.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang..."

Every punch hits the flesh, and the sound is deafening.

The opponent wanted to fight back, but found that he could not find any breakthrough; he wanted to dodge, but found that Yamamoto Kazuo's fists were everywhere.

The tall figure, the long arms like whips, and the lightning-fast punches put the opponent into a desperate situation.

On the field, the disparity in strength was obvious.

Kazuo Yamamoto was like a tiger descending from the mountain, unstoppable; his opponent was like a lamb to be slaughtered, unable to fight back.

Fujii in the stands had excitement in his eyes and exclaimed: "Lightning-speed jabs, this is the boxing style of Kazuo Yamamoto!"

Itagaki, who prided himself on being a speedster, was also stunned at the moment.

He knew very well the importance of punching speed, but each of Yamamoto Kazuo's punches was not only as fast as lightning, but also incredibly powerful, enough to scare any opponent.

"The king of jabs, so awesome." Itagaki couldn't help but admire.

In the end, the boxer completely lost his ability to resist under Yamamoto Kazuo's fierce jab and fell to the ground.

Three crisp bells rang, and the game was over.

The referee announced the result, and the fallen boxer was carried off the field on a stretcher by two staff members.

When Yamamoto Kazuo walked off the ring, he cursed: "Waste!"

At this time, the test staff shouted loudly: "No. 15 and No. 30 will take the test!"

When Luo Hao heard his number being called out, he immediately walked forward.

When he passed by Yamamoto Kazuo again, he saw Yamamoto Kazuo deliberately licking his teeth at him with his tongue.

Luo Hao shuddered when he saw this, and a chill surged in his heart: "This guy is so scary! Fortunately, I didn't fight him!"

After Luo Hao and his opponent took the stage, the referee began to explain: "The result of the match is not important. You just need to show the tactics and boxing skills you learned in the gym."

After the referee finished explaining, Luo Hao asked a question: "Um, please tell me, is this test also a three-minute round?"

The referee was stunned by Luo Hao's question and glanced at him as if he was an idiot: "Yes, it's three minutes."

His opponent looked at Luo Hao and asked such a stupid question, and was secretly happy: "I'm so lucky to meet a moron. I will definitely pass the test today."

In the stands, Itagaki and Fujii stared at the boxing ring like hawks.

Itagaki said: "Luo Hao is on the court. What nonsense is this kid whispering to the referee? It's really confusing."

Fujii responded with a smile: "I think Luo Hao is very strong. After the training in the Tokyo Youth Amateur Boxing Tournament, he should have grown a lot, right?"

"when!"

The bell rang, and Luo Hao and his opponent approached each other at the same time.

This opponent seemed to look down on Luo Hao and started with a fierce Russian swing punch with a huge range.

However, the flaw in this punch was too obvious, and Luo Hao saw through it at a glance. He leaned forward like a cheetah and easily dodged the attack.

Due to the huge inertia of the forward rush, the opponent staggered forward two steps.

However, Luo Hao did not take the opportunity to exploit his opponent's weakness.

The two men turned around and continued to move closer, with the opponent rushing over again and hitting with jabs.

Luo Hao dodged flexibly, and his opponent's jab passed by him like a phantom.

The opponent was furious when he saw that his jab didn't even touch the hair of this "retard".

He immediately closed the distance and threw three consecutive left and right hooks like a storm.

However, in Luo Hao's eyes, the trajectory of the punch was clearly visible, and the speed was as slow as a snail. He easily dodged it by just taking a step back.

"You are too slow!" Luo Hao sneered.

In the stands, Fujii crossed his arms and looked at me with a sharp gaze. "Luo Hao played so calmly. It seems that he has made great progress."

Itagaki no longer had the heart to watch the fight. He crossed his legs, leaned back, and said confidently, "Of course I'll say that. He's my junior fellow apprentice. How bad can he be?"

As the two men were talking, Luo Hao threw a lightning-fast right jab at his opponent's face-protecting glove as a feint.

Then, he took a step forward as fast as the wind, twisting his hips instantly to drive his waist to rotate, and the force was transmitted to his fists through his back like a flood.

An extremely standard uppercut hit the abdomen and blasted out like a cannonball.

"boom!"

This punch was like a heavy hammer hitting an egg. The opponent's face was instantly distorted and he fell to the ground.

At this time, Kazuo Yamamoto, who had not left the scene yet, saw Luo Hao's punch, licked his lips with his tongue, and then turned and left.

The only two people who won the exam by KO were Luo Hao and Yamamoto Kazuo.