No one knew who made the rule, but everyone who participated in the competition had to be given a nickname.
"Bottle Opener" and "Triceratops" were not real names.
Of course, this was a good thing, because … if the real names were announced, the audience would likely hear the introduction of "Let's welcome, 'John Smith' and 'James Brown'". That would be quite boring.
Back to the topic …
Amidst the noise of the surrounding pirates, the two contestants slowly walked to the center of the "ring".
The hoarse voice stood in the middle of the two men, preventing them from having any physical contact before the competition officially started.
The two contestants also used the last preparation time to check their boxing gloves. (The boxing gloves were provided by the organizers of the deck fight. In order to ensure the safety and aesthetic of the competition, the contestants must wear boxing gloves to participate in the competition.)
When the atmosphere was heated up, the hoarse voice began to read the rules, "There are five rules. First, no props of any kind. Second, no special abilities. Third, no hitting below the waist. Fourth, no maliciously crippling the opponent. Fifth, no killing."
Speaking of this, he paused and continued, "Those who violate the first four rules will be immediately disqualified. As for those who violate the fifth rule … hehe …"
He just smiled and did not say what the punishment would be for killing.
However, all the crew members were well aware of the consequences …
On the Queen Anna's Revenge, the act of "intentionally killing a companion" was a matter of principle. Even if the person who committed such an act escaped to the ends of the earth, Blackbeard would still find him and "punish him according to the law."
"Well, is there anything you two don't understand?" A few seconds later, the hoarse voice looked at the two "contestants" and asked.
"No."
"Let's get started."
The response of the two was quick and resolute. They were like two male beasts in heat, full of fighting spirit and energy.
"Then … today's first match, 'Bottle Opener' versus' Triceratops' … Now … Begin!"
The hoarse voice was very familiar with this sentence. As he spoke, he stepped back. When he finished the last two words, he was out of the range of the "ring."
Puff —
A second later, the sound of fists colliding could be heard.
The gloves used in the "Deck Boxing Match" were specially made with magical materials. Other than the protective functions of ordinary gloves, the most important function of the gloves was to "limit the upper limit of the user's physical skills."
Because the members of the Blackbeard Pirates are generally very strong, if they are allowed to fight with their bare hands, even if they don't use "Special Abilities", it is easy to form a situation where "three punches and one's skin is split open and one's bones is broken".
In that kind of competition, as long as one wasn't careful … there would be accidental injuries or even accidental deaths.
Therefore, Garlic Bro and the others came up with the idea of "boxing gloves". Wearing these boxing gloves, the strength, speed, stamina, resistance and other basic attributes related to physical skills would be suppressed to a certain level. This way, they could ensure that the "deck boxing match" was mainly a contest of skills, and not purely a contest of strength.
Of course, the "limit" of the gloves itself also has a limit. Once the wearer's physical ability exceeds the limit of this item, there is no difference between wearing it and not wearing it.
This is also why … none of the officers on the ship could participate in this competition.
Puff —
Just as I was explaining the settings, Bottle Opener had the upper hand in the match.
Relying on a round of fast and powerful attacks, he gradually forced Triceratops to the edge of the ring … Or … Next to a barrel.
"Hey! Hold on, you bastard! "
"Come on! Beat him down! "
"I've bet a week's worth of wine money on this! Hurry up and beat him down! "
The "audience" who stood outside the ring and placed their bets … It can be said that they were not stingy with their vocal cords. They were all shouting at the top of their lungs, expressing their positions and motives.
Perhaps this is not the best atmosphere in the competition, and it has nothing to do with sports spirit.
But … for this kind of unorthodox competition, this is the right atmosphere.
"What do you guys think?" At this time, Feng Bujue, who was watching the boxing match from a rope net high up, asked his two teammates next to him, "Who will win?"
Hong Hu and Snow were also hanging from the rope, using their extraordinary eyesight to observe the situation on the other side of the ring.
"I don't know much about boxing." After hearing this, Hong Hu replied in a noncommittal tone, "But looking at the situation … Bottle Opener is about to win, right?"
"Haha …" At this moment, Snow's face showed an expression of an experienced driver. He chuckled and said, "Bro Hong Hu, this time you are wrong …" He paused for half a second, then said confidently, "In my opinion … Although these two people's boxing skills are not very good, relatively speaking, Triceratops has a little bit of basic knowledge, so …"
"Oh?" Hong Hu was also a rather experienced person. When he heard the meaning behind these words, he understood that Snow was preparing to take the opportunity to boast. So, he went with the flow and said, "Bro Snow, you seem to know quite a bit about boxing … Why don't you analyze it for us …"
"Mm." Feng Bujue also went with the flow and said, "I want to hear it too."
Even though the triceratops was still being beaten up in the boxing ring while the three of them were talking, Snow still had a confident look on his face as he said, "Actually, for an expert, it's something that's easy to understand at a glance …
"First of all, you have to look at the posture of the body, the posture of the hands, and … the footsteps.
"You guys pay attention … From the start of the fight until now, even though he has been forced to retreat by the opponent, Triceratops' overall posture has not changed much. The movement of his footsteps has also maintained a fast and steady rhythm.
"Secondly, look at the defense …
"The defense of professional boxing is a very high-level skill. Many people think that boxing is a simple sport where two people fight each other, but in fact … The technical content is much higher than many seemingly fancy sports, and 'defensive skills' are the most important in this area.
"Those who think that this sport is simple, if they go up against a professional boxer, forget about exchanging blows … Even if the other party doesn't punch and allows them to hit him, they won't be able to win … Because in the face of professional defensive skills, the punches of ordinary people can't even touch the opponent's body.
"Of course … The Triceratops in front of us is not that powerful. He is at most an entry-level fighter. Even so … So far, his defense is still 'watertight.'"
"Wait a minute," Hong Hu interrupted at this time. "It's not quite right to say 'watertight,' is it?" He pointed in the direction of the ring with his finger. "Triceratops has been getting beaten up all this time."
"However, there's not a single 'effective punch', right?" Snow continued. "A 'professional' punch is another matter. At least this' bottle opener 'punch … If it hits the arm or the outside of the body, or if it is blocked by the boxing gloves … the damage caused is almost negligible."
"Not only is there no damage, on the contrary … it has caused his physical fitness to decline faster than the defender." At this moment, Feng Bujue suddenly took over Snow's words and said this.
"Heh …" Snow immediately laughed. "So you know it too … Are you pretending again?"
"Yes." Feng Bujue admitted it without thinking much. "When I raised the question just now, I just wanted to take the opportunity to show off my knowledge in front of the two of you. I didn't expect … You're also an understanding person, so I'll let you pretend to be tough. "
"Uh … After hearing such sincere and vulgar words …" Snow narrowed his eyes and complained, "Should I admire your honesty, or should I marvel at the thickness of your skin?"
When they were talking about this, on the boxing ring … There was a sudden change.
They saw that Bottle Opener was gradually showing signs of exhaustion after a series of fierce attacks. His punches were no longer as strong and fast as before, and his breathing was getting heavier and heavier.
Seeing this, Triceratops knew that the time had come. He seized a gap in his opponent's punches … and counterattacked with a jab to hit Bottle Opener's chin.
Although it was just one punch, an 'effective' punch was more effective than ten 'ineffective punches' that were blocked by the defender.
Bottle Opener stumbled and lost his balance. He took a few steps back before he regained his balance … He did not fall to the ground for the time being.
Triceratops sneered and chased after him, greeting him with a set of combo punches.
Bottle Opener had used up too much of his physical strength in the attack just now. His reaction could no longer keep up, and he was instantly defeated.
Triceratops, on the other hand, used the width of the arena with brisk footwork, changed his moves in a roundabout way, and combined the real and the fake. Soon, he disrupted Bottle Opener's footwork and posture … In this way, it was natural for flaws to appear in the defender's defense.
"Brother Hong Hu, can you see the difference between the two's punches?" At this moment, Snow spoke again.
Hong Hu also quickly replied, "Ah … In comparison, it's quite obvious. Bottle Opener's punches mainly rely on brute force and instinctively punching out … Triceratops' punches rely on 'explosive force', not just his arms and shoulders … He uses strength from his lower body to his waist and back. After punching out, his body can also regain its balance in a very short period of time and be ready to make the next move. "
"That's right, this is the difference in the level of 'offense,'" Snow nodded. Snow nodded and continued, "If you want to win in this kind of boxing match where there is no rest between rounds, mastering the correct way of punching can be said to be a necessary condition … Otherwise, you will be like that Mr. Bottle Opener … Even if you seize the opportunity to attack first, you will exhaust your strength in a very short time and fall into an irreversible defeat."
Bang!
Before Snow could finish his words, on the other side of the boxing ring … Bottle Opener's sturdy body had already fallen to the ground.
"Fall to the ground!" The hoarse voice shouted at the first moment and began to count, "One, two, three …"
Just now, just as Snow and Hong Hu were discussing the way of punching, Bottle Opener on the boxing ring took another five or six "effective hits" from Triceratops … And these five or six hits were enough to end this contest.
"Four … Five … Six …" Although the hoarse voice could tell at a glance that this guy could no longer stand up, for the sake of the show's effect, he still counted there, and consciously slowed down his count.
"Get up quickly! Bastard! "
"Damn it … My money for wine is gone."
"Yay! Well done! Beautifully fought! "
Seeing that the winner had been decided, the reaction of the audience was naturally mixed. There were winners, and there were losers … Fortunately, there was a limit to the amount of money that could be bet. (This rule was approved by Blackbeard through the mouth of the cadre, and it was also because of this that the boxing tournament on the deck was always controlled within the scope of "small gambling for fun." Until now, there hadn't been any trouble.) The winner wouldn't make a fortune, and the loser wouldn't jump into the sea to commit suicide.
"… Nine … Ten!" The hoarse voice took nearly twenty seconds before he finally finished counting to ten.
He immediately jumped into the ring, grabbed Triceratops' right wrist, and raised it abruptly. "Winner! Triceratops! "
The moment the result was announced, cheers, boos, and sighs of disappointment … intertwined sounded.
Next, it was time to "settle the accounts" for the first round of bets, and time to "place their bets" for the second round.
This matter was still settled by Garlic Bro and the other two. It didn't take much time to settle the accounts, because only those who won money needed to settle the accounts. The time for the second round of bets wasn't long either, because in the first round, there would definitely be people who "lost all" or "won enough." Thus, they wouldn't participate in the later rounds of bets.
In short, after seven or eight minutes, the preparations for the second round were ready.
The hoarse voice once again stood in the middle of the ring and shouted, "Guys! Today's warm-up match seems to have ended a little too quickly, right? " He paused and laughed. "It doesn't matter … The sooner we finish watching the rookies pecking each other, the sooner we can see the main show!"
As the host of a pirate ship, he didn't have to care too much about his words and actions. He didn't have to worry about offending people at all. For example, the phrase "rookies pecking each other" in front of him was definitely inappropriate for a host to say in a formal match. But on a pirate ship, not to mention shouting "rookies," it didn't matter even if he cursed at someone's mother … The pirates who spoke vulgarly wouldn't hold a grudge against each other because of a few unpleasant words.
"Now … let's welcome …" A few seconds later, the hoarse voice's pitch rose by a few notches. "The current defending champion of the deck's boxing tournament …"
At the same time, Brother Body Hair was actually holding an upside-down iron bucket, using two broken broom handles to beat out a tight drumbeat.
"45 matches … 45 wins …" The hoarse voice didn't report the number of KOs, because all the victories in the deck's boxing tournament were KOs. "So far, he has no record of being knocked down … an absolute expert who easily wins every match with absolute advantage …"
"He is a giant from the north …"
"He is a sea monster who crawled out of the abyss …"
"He is the maker of pain, the trampler of confidence …"
"He is … a Viking … man …"
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