"Sure," Tiger agreed without hesitation.
Right now, everyone in the boxing club was looking at him.
Moreover, Zanla had come to provoke him on purpose. He had no reason to reject or retreat.
The two changed into boxing gloves and entered the ring.
"Let's talk about the rules first. We don't need a turn-based system. We'll fight to the end. The match will only end when the last person falls."
Tiger frowned. Was Zanla Douglas planning to fight him to the death?
Usually, deathmatches only happened in underground boxing matches.
However, Tiger didn't retreat because he felt that he had the ability.
He couldn't say that he could definitely beat Zanla, but at least he wouldn't lose too badly.
"Okay."
The two touched their gloves. It was the official start.
Neither attacked rashly. They maintained a one-meter distance. After ten seconds, Tiger started to attack tentatively.
However, Zanla was very cautious. He didn't give Tiger any chance at all.
Tiger couldn't hit Zanla, but when he touched Zanla's arm, he felt that Zanla wasn't completely unresponsive.
At least, compared to when he'd sparred with Chen Zhao, Chen Zhao gave him a completely different feeling.
Chen Zhao gave him the feeling that he was a wall that couldn't be moved at all.
When Tiger attacked Zanla, Zanla would still retreat. This meant that Zanla's defense wasn't as strong as Chen Zhao's.
This gave Tiger confidence. Perhaps he wasn't as weak as he thought.
Tiger started to attack, but the next moment, he realized that he was wrong.
Zanla sneered inwardly. A newbie was a newbie, after all. He took the bait so easily.
The moment Tiger attacked, Zanla threw an uppercut, accurately hitting Tiger's chin.
In that instant, Tiger took a few steps back. The teeth in his mouth almost shattered.
The punch was very powerful. Zanla didn't hold back at all.
The punch was more than 100 kilograms. If a normal person was hit by this, they'd probably get a concussion.
Tiger didn't react. His mind was still in a mess.
Zanla Douglas attacked again. This time, he aimed for Tiger's eyes.
"Tsk tsk … How weak," Urgat said with a smile from below the arena.
"That's Mr. Douglas, the winner of the Golden Belt."
"This big guy thinks he can compete with Mr. Douglas just by relying on his physique. What an idiot. Mr. Douglas once KO 'ed a 2.05 meters tall giant with one punch."
The people of the University of San Francisco were all gloating.
On the other hand, the UCLA students were worried.
"Tagore will be killed."
"Douglas is too strong. Tiger isn't his match at all."
"Tiger should surrender now. He shouldn't be so stubborn."
It wasn't about whether Tiger wanted to surrender or not. He couldn't even say it.
Zanla Douglas's power was overwhelming. Tiger couldn't even open his mouth.
There was no referee in this match, so no one could stop this match.
Tiger's face was already deformed, and his consciousness was blurry. His body was on the verge of collapse. His hands instinctively protected his head, but his arms had already lost the ability to protect him.
Urgat gestured to Zanla Douglas and slit his throat.
Zanla Douglas sneered. After three seconds of charging, he punched Tiger's arms.
Crack —
Everyone heard the sound of bones breaking. Tiger's arms were completely deformed. He leaned back and hung on the railing, losing consciousness.
"So weak." Zanla stood in front of Tiger unscathed. "I just finished warming up and the match is already over. It's so boring."
"Is there no one in UCLA who can fight?" Urgat looked around as if he'd won the match.
The members of the boxing club who had been filled with righteous indignation all avoided Urgat's gaze.
They were angry, but they weren't stupid.
They didn't want to end up like Tiger, almost crippled.
A student from the University of San Francisco held a camcorder and pointed it at the students with their heads lowered. "Come on, guys from UCLA, smile."
"Come, say it loudly. You're all cowards."
"Haha …"
"Okay, don't make things difficult for our alumni," Urgat said, chuckling. "Oh, where did that guy go? Who can tell me? "
"Coach, maybe he found out we were looking for him, so he hid in advance."
"That's possible," Urgat said proudly. "I think he's just a coward."
As the winner, he could laugh at the people from UCLA unscrupulously.
"Are you talking about me?"
An abrupt voice came, and everyone's eyes focused on the door.
Chen Zhao stood at the door with a cold expression on his face.
"So you didn't run?"
"Do you still dare to show up?"
"Why did you hide until now?" Urgat looked at Chen Zhao.
Chen Zhao walked past the crowd and entered through the railing, placing Tiger on the ground.
Tiger was already in a deep coma. One of his eyes was gone, his teeth were all shattered, and his arms were comminuted too.
Judging from Tiger's injuries, his career was over before it even started.
He'd need at least three years to recover from such injuries. He'd also lost an eye.
This was too cruel for a young man.
"It's you?!" When Zanla saw Chen Zhao, he no longer looked as proud as before.
"I heard you want to fight me again," Chen Zhao said.
"I just fought. I'm tired."
Chen Zhao glanced at Zanla. Then he said to the student with the camcorder, "Come here."
"What? You want to hit me? This isn't your home ground. Mr. Douglas is here. "
"I want you to point the camera at your hero, Mr. Douglas," Chen Zhao said calmly.
"Douglas, it's fine if you don't want to fight me. Just kneel down and say that I'm Mr. Douglas."
"Asian, do you think I'm scared of you?" Zanla roared.
Chen Zhao took off Tiger's gloves and put them on himself. He tied the strap with his teeth and said to the boxing club students, "Pull Tiger off the ring."
"Mr. Chen, can you?"
"There's no way he can beat Douglas. The difference in their physiques is too big."
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