All the audience turned their attention to Samurai Akirata.

Liu Feng gave this fist more power than the first one. Samurai Akirata fell straight back to the ground, making a thumping sound.

"Ha! This j.a.panese guy is so 'powerful'!"

"F*ck, he once arrogantly claimed that he'd kill Liu Feng in the ring, but today he has been knocked down twice in the first round."

"Hey, dude from j.a.pan, can you stand up?"

All of the audience was so excited that they stood up, and some people shouted while stretching out their necks, which made them hoa.r.s.e.

"F*ck!"

Samurai Akirata stood up again. At that time, half of his face was red and swollen. One had to say that his resistance was excellent. Even though he had been knocked down twice, he just acted as if nothing had happened. Not only were his movements flexible, but also his mind was still very clear.

After standing up, Samurai Akirata looked at Liu Feng while waving his fist and yelled, "Is that the only trick you know? How about fighting seriously?"

"Stop."

At that time, the referee stopped him again.

Samurai Akirata said angrily, "I'm fine. You don't have to a.s.sess my condition."

"Tut!"

The referee snorted and said in a tone of disgust, "You misunderstand, and I don't want to a.s.sess your condition. According to the international convention, since you've been knocked down twice, I will count down the seconds for you."

"Dammit!"

Samurai Akirata was so arrogant that he wanted to curse. Counting down was to protect the combatants. However, the most important thing was that the sanda fighter who was counted down would be penalized!

Samurai Akirata had been knocked down twice, and he had fallen behind a lot on the score. If he was counted down, and if he couldn't KO Liu Feng, or couldn't knock down Liu Feng many times, he would lose the match.

"One, two, three…"

However, the referee began to count down.

Watching the referee making the countdown gesture seriously, Samurai Akirata said with his eyes burning in anger, "Well, stop counting down. I'm OK. Don't waste my time, I'm going to KO Liu Feng."

"Seven... OK, it looks like you are really fine. The match continues."

After counting to seven, the referee finally gave up the countdown and announced that the match would continue.

At the same time, Samurai Akirata stepped back, keeping two meters between them, like he got an electric shock out of fear that Liu Feng would punch him suddenly.

But this time, Liu Feng didn't move, and he said with a smile, "How scared you are! You are such a coward. If you took part in a professional boxing match, you even couldn't compare with a third-rate fighter."

Liu Feng's words caused a burst of laughter in the audience.

"F*ck! I'll kill you."

Samurai Akirata rushed up with anger in his eyes, and he waved a combination of punches as if he couldn't wait to KO Liu Feng on the ring.

However, Liu Feng was so subtle in his footwork and flexible in his body that he fluttered among Samurai Akirata's fist shadows, making him punch the air.

Samurai Akirata used a combination of punches including 15 punches.

The world-cla.s.s boxers who could make 10 punches in a row were very powerful. Samurai Akirata's 15 punches showed his excellent physical strength and explosive force.

However, Liu Feng, as his opponent, was even more remarkable. Facing 15 consecutive boxing fists, he could avoid all of them without blocking, which was not only because of his good skills, but also because of his perfect response and super sense of fighting.

What was even more surprising was that Samurai Akirata sent out a high-whipping leg after he finished the 15 punches. His foot was drawn to Liu Feng's head sharply.

"Hold on!"

At this moment, Liu Feng spat out the words slowly. And then, he crouched down and twisted his waist. While avoiding the opponent's high-whipping leg, he kicked out a fancy sweeping leg, which firmly kicked the ankle of the supporting leg of Samurai Akirata.

"Thump!"

Samurai Akirata fell to the ground and bounced again.

"Wow!"

"Good job. Liu Feng, beat him."

"Samurai Akirata, weren't you very arrogant in the last match? Why are you not arrogant again?"

"Kill this j.a.panese guy."

The audience's enthusiasm had been raised to the extreme by Liu Feng's expression. They kept cheering, seeming to be more excited than if they were watching a world-cla.s.s compet.i.tion.

When Samurai Akirata stood up again, he didn't curse. He looked very calm with a murderous look on his face.

Because falling to the ground by a kick in the leg didn't mean that he had hard hit, Samurai Akirata wasn't stopped or counted down again. He held the boxing posture with his hands, and moved quickly toward Liu Feng, posing a preparation for a protracted war.

However, Liu Feng launched an active attack.

Accompanied by the excitement of the audience, Liu Feng stepped up and unfolded his fists. He sometimes used straight, hook, or swing punches, and sometimes used traditional Chinese martial arts, such as chop fist, drill fist, and snap fist.

Liu Feng's punches had a diverse boxing combination, sharp attack angles, and a very fast speed, which made Samurai Akirata retreat one step after another.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang!"

The punch combination that Liu Feng used included 21 punches, four of which hit Samurai Akirata's abdomen, and three hit the left side of his face.

Yes, the two punches that Liu Feng had knocked Akirata down with had been on the left side of his face. Now with another three punches, the left side of Akirata's face was swollen like a steamed bun.

The only difference was that Liu Feng's punch combination was not very strong. They just made Akirata in pain, but didn't knock him down.

After Liu Feng finished his 21 punches, Samurai Akirata was forced to the corner of the ring.

Just when Samurai Akirata thought that he could take a breath, Liu Feng suddenly kicked his feet.

The low whip was slammed onto the outside of Samurai Akirata's knee joint, the middle kick was shot at his abdomen, and the high whip didn't hit a vital point, but swept his ginger hair to one side, which made him like a drowned mouse.

"Swis.h.!.+"

After a series of hitting, Liu Feng stepped back.

At the same time, Samurai Akirata's swinging fist came at Liu Feng. However, Liu Feng stepped back reflexively, which made his fist only hit the air.

Liu Feng, who had already stepped to the center of the ring, waved his hand and said with a smile, "Come on, continue to fight. You have been knocked down twice. If you fall to the ground three times, you will easily be judged as defeated. But trust me, I will not knock you down to the ground a third time because I am going to hit you and go three rounds."

"Wow!"

Liu Feng's words pushed the enthusiasm of the audience to a new climax. The cheers and the shouts could even be heard outside the stadium.

"Hit me for three rounds? Dammit. You'll be dead."

Samurai Akirata spoke his malicious words powerlessly, and he rushed over again while waving his fists.

Samurai Akirata's strength could not be regarded as weak. In fact, his strength was powerful enough to reach the level of martial arts. However, when facing Liu Feng, who was at the level of force dispersing, he was really very weak.

In the rapid transition between attack and defense, Liu Feng's fists, like raindrops, kept falling on the left side of Samurai Akirata's face and abdomen.

Liu Feng's whipping legs constantly slammed on the inside and outside of Samurai Akirata's knee joint, as well as his outer thighs.

A round was 3 minutes long. When the first round finished, the face of Samurai Akirata was deformed entirely, especially his left side, which was swollen exaggeratedly. His legs were shaking, and his right leg was red and swollen.

The first round just ended. Samurai Akirata immediately returned to his corner to rest, and he kept gasping for air.

In contrast, Liu Feng was still lively and even ran around the ring while waving a fist. Liu Feng's performance won a lot of screams from his fans.

Sitting in the corner, Samurai Akirata looked extremely gloomy. He whispered, "He is so powerful. When I saw him beat the old man that night, I felt that our strength was almost the same, I didn't expect there to be such a big difference. I can't wait. I will kill you in the next round."

Samurai Akirata looked cruel in his eyes. And then he took out the mouthguard from his mouth.

It was such an ordinary action that no one noticed that a black pill had slipped into his mouth when he took the mouthguard out.

After a short one-minute break, both fighters appeared again.

Their eyes stared at each other. This time, Samurai Akirata didn't give any trash talk. When the referee announced the restart of the match, the two parties attacked each other almost simultaneously.

"b.u.mp!"

Although they both wore boxing gloves, the sound when the two fists collided was very loud. And then the two stepped backward at the same time.

"Three steps!"

"They both stepped back three steps. It turns out that Samurai Akirata is so powerful!"

"I suddenly feel that this j.a.panese guy is totally different from his condition in the previous round. I am a little worried about Liu Feng!"

The audience seemed to find something unusual in the performance of Samurai Akirata.

"What?"

Liu Feng also felt amazed. Samurai Akirata not only had incredibly powerful strength, but also had a speed almost as fast as his own.

If there was not enough speed, this man from j.a.pan still couldn't fight with Liu Feng.

"Kill!"

And then, Samurai Akirata snorted and rushed at Liu Feng again.

When Samurai Akirata moved, several blue veins as thick as thumbs appeared on his legs, which seemed to be horrible and powerful.

Liu Feng narrowed his eyes. "Doping."

"Whirr!"

Akirata's fist slammed sharply.

Liu Feng responded calmly. He stepped with the footwork of Nine Palaces and Eight Diagrams. Even if the opponent's punches were strong and fierce, he could just avoid them.

After 20 consecutive punches, Samurai Akirata still hadn't made a point, just like in the last round.

"Dude from j.a.pan, are you from the Yamaguchi-gumi?" during the fight, Liu Feng asked in j.a.panese. His words made Samurai Akirata's body suddenly freeze.

"How do you know that?" Samurai Akirata asked in j.a.panese in disbelief.

"Sure enough!"

Liu Feng became cool. "Yamaguchi-gumi's doping iron blood pill can make people's body function triple in three minutes. Since you are from Yamaguchi-gumi, I'll do you a disservice."