Tonight's "fight" saw Sultana in full Valkyrie mode, activating her "strong attack talent" right from the start.
Looks like all the stress my big sister had been building up these past couple of days was no joke. With flames practically burning in her eyes, Sultana was like a berserker, just charging straight ahead.
"My turn!"
No time to mourn the temporarily incapacitated Sultana. Next into the fray was Amy, the Moon Goddess!
Just then, Roy heard the sound of a door opening, and a familiar female voice came from behind him.
"So this is why Sultana was in such a hurry to call me back. It's because of you!"
Smack! The woman behind him slapped Roy right on the butt.
Among the women Roy knew, only Ilena had such a bold style.
"Sister Ilena, did Sister Sultana ask you to come?"
Ilena happily knelt down, then continued speaking hesitantly.
The fighting power of these three big sisters was truly impressive, almost on par with the ancient desire witches.
Too bad who knows when the next time we'd get this mahjong table full.
"Alright folks, welcome back to the Santa Monica Cup Heavyweight Amateur Boxing Tournament! We're now in the third round of the quarterfinals, the third match of the night, featuring in the blue corner, 'Grim Reaper' Roy Black, and in the red corner, 'Brown Bear' Renato Luis!"
Time flew by, and it was already the night of the third round of the elimination tournament. The one-against-three battle from the previous night hadn't affected Roy's condition at all. He was still full of energy, his whole body brimming with power.
"Mr. Black, this 'Brown Bear' Renato Luis is an experienced pro boxer who's even fought for a championship belt before, almost winning it. He retired for a while due to an injury. My guess is this guy wants to make a comeback to professional boxing, so he's using the amateur circuit to get back in shape. He'll be the toughest opponent you've faced so far!"
So, a former professional trying to make a comeback, huh?
You don't see opponents like that very often.
Roy was intrigued.
"Do we have any info on him?"
Allen handed Renato Luis's file to Roy and continued explaining.
This guy had really done his homework.
"Renato Luis is a classic 'Great White Bear' type of fighter, standing at 6'9" (2.06 meters) and weighing in at 242 pounds (about 110 kilograms)! In his pro fights, this guy was known for his ability to take a beating! Mr. Black, this is the first time you're facing a boxer with such a significant size difference, so you have to be careful!"
Roy looked at the picture of Renato Luis and his bulky physique. He definitely looked like he could take a punch.
"No big deal! With his size, he's gotta be slow. I can take him!"
Forget 242 pounds, even at 442 pounds, with Roy's current strength, it would be a one-punch knockout.
Allen nodded.
"I believe in you, Mr. Black. Your talent is unlike anything I've ever seen in my life! If there's anyone in the current boxing world who can become the undisputed heavyweight champion, I think that person is you!"
The professional boxing world has many boxing organizations. The most prestigious right now are the World Boxing Association (WBA), the World Boxing Council (WBC), the World Boxing Organization (WBO), and the International Boxing Federation (IBF).
Winning a championship belt from any of these four organizations earns you the title of world champion.
And only by simultaneously holding the championship belts from all four major organizations can you be called the undisputed champion.
For a long time, the heavyweight championship belts have been in a state of fragmented ownership.
The closest anyone ever got to becoming the undisputed heavyweight champion, and coincidentally the source of Roy's boxing talent, was Mike Tyson.
Tyson held three championship belts, but during his prime, the WBO hadn't yet risen to prominence, so he never fought for the WBO title.
Because of this, no heavyweight boxer has ever unified all four major boxing organizations... until 2024, when Oleksandr Usyk would accomplish this feat.
Undisputed champion, huh? Roy was determined to make it happen.
But one step at a time. He still needed to finish the Santa Monica Cup and then think about other things after getting into UCLA.
"Go get 'em, kid!"
Allen's attitude towards Roy was getting better and better. After all, the more successful the boxer he trained, the better it reflected on his coaching skills.
Boxers and coaches were always tied together.
Now Allen was experiencing the feeling of being carried to success, just like Lambert had, so naturally, his opinion of Roy had improved a lot.
Roy put on his protective gear and walked out of the tent, facing a thunderous wave of cheers. However, Renato Luis also had a significant cheering section. This was the first time an opponent's cheers were comparable to Roy's, but then again, Renato was a well-known former professional boxer.
Stepping into the ring, Roy, as usual, waved to the fans who supported him. But at this moment, he noticed that there were many strange people mixed in with the audience.
These people were constantly moving through the crowd, greeting spectators and discussing something. They were clearly different from the normal fans.
However, Roy only glanced at them briefly and didn't pay much attention, continuing to greet the young women and older ladies who supported him.
Yeah, you could see the difference between Roy and Renato Luis right there.
The fans supporting Renato Luis, the veteran boxer, were mostly middle-aged men and quite a few older guys.
But Roy's supporters were a huge number of young women. Their numbers were almost equal to his male supporters, which was pretty crazy.
No way around it, women are visual creatures. Roy was so handsome and such a great fighter, so naturally, he attracted a large number of female fans.
These female fans were incredibly enthusiastic. Every time Roy appeared, they would scream wildly, and there were even some generous fans who would flash their "luxury headlights" to attract his attention.
No wonder it was America. So open.
The referee, as usual, began reading the rules and regulations. Renato Luis looked at Roy indifferently, his mental state very stable.
This man was already thirty years old, and both his body and technique were at their peak. No wonder he wanted to make a comeback to professional boxing.
"Hey, old timer, you're getting up there in years. Why are you still fighting young guys? Aren't you afraid of drooling in your old age?"
Boxing takes a much greater toll on the body than other competitive sports. Most boxers retire due to injuries and suffer in their later years because of old wounds.
The legendary Muhammad Ali developed Parkinson's disease not long after retiring. This disease was almost becoming an occupational hazard for boxers.
Renato Luis's eye twitched slightly. Clearly, Roy's words had hit a sore spot.
Having already suffered one major injury, another serious injury for Renato Luis would likely mean the end of his boxing career forever, and he might even have difficulty living a normal life in his later years.
That's the cruelty of competitive sports.
This scene also shocked the audience. They now understood where Roy's nickname "Grim Reaper" came from.
After a moment of silence, the entire audience began to frantically chant Roy's nickname, going completely wild.
"The referee announces Black as the winner by knockout! Good heavens, folks, Black is definitely the hardest-hitting boxer I've ever seen! It's unimaginable what would happen if a punch like that landed on an ordinary person! Instead of calling him the Grim Reaper, I'd rather call him the Nuclear Warhead! He's as terrifying as a nuke, destroying his opponents with overwhelming force!"
Many commentators have a habit of giving nicknames to fighters. Once a nickname catches on, it also benefits the commentator.
The commentator at the scene gave Roy a new nickname, and this nickname was recognized by many in the audience. They felt that Roy's fighting style was as explosive as a nuclear bomb.
After winning, Roy stepped off the stage and celebrated with a few girls. They started walking towards the Dolphin Hotel.
Halfway there, several men in black suddenly blocked Roy's path.
"Mr. Black, can we have a word?"
Roy looked at the people blocking his way in surprise. These men in black didn't seem to be government officials.
"Who are you?"
"Don't worry, Mr. Black. We just have a business proposition for you."
Business?
Roy raised an eyebrow slightly, then looked at the girls beside him.
"You guys go back to the Dolphin Hotel first. I'll talk business with these gentlemen."
Unexpectedly, the men in black continued to block the girls' path.
"Mr. Black, the ladies can't leave until we've finished our conversation."
Roy's face fell. The men in black were threatening him. If the business deal didn't go their way, the girls might not be able to leave.
"Interesting! I haven't encountered anyone who dares to threaten me like this before!"
A sinister smile appeared on the faces of the men in black.
"There's always a first time, isn't there? Now, come with us!"
As they spoke, several men in black pulled out handguns from their pockets.
The location where Roy and the girls were was not very crowded, and it was nighttime, so no one noticed the guns in the hands of the men in black.
"Alright, lead the way."
Roy gave a helpless smile, seemingly giving in.
But in the next second, a terrifying aura emanated from Roy, sweeping over all the men in black.
Fear Domain, expand!
The men in black only felt a blur before their eyes, and various terrifying images flashed before them, scaring them so much that they almost pulled their triggers.
However, Roy was faster. He punched the nearest man in the face, caving it in.
Then, he grabbed another man whose gun was about to go off, directly breaking his arm and causing him to shoot himself in the thigh.
Afterward, he kicked a man further away in the chest, sending him flying more than ten meters.
The chest of this guy was kicked in, and he spat out a large mouthful of blood, already gasping for air.
Finally, there was only the man who had spoken to Roy left. He should have been the leader.
"You've got some nerve, kid! You actually dared to threaten them to get to me?"
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