After a palm strike shattered A Bao's jaw, Johnny's movements did not stop.
Although his jaw was fractured by Johnny, the rest of A Bao's body was still intact.
But the problem was, Johnny had no intention of giving him any chance to counterattack. After breaking his jaw with one strike, Johnny instantly retracted his hand and used his elbow to heavily strike the area where A Bao's chest bones converged.
Crack!
There was another crisp sound, and A Bao's eyes widened. He began to desperately prepare to counterattack. Although the pain interfered with his perception, he still had the will to survive.
But at that moment, Johnny's left foot sharply hooked, completely dislodging the power from A Bao's last supporting leg.
Thud!
A Bao lost his balance and fell directly to the ground. At this moment, Johnny instantly pounced, tightly entangling his right and left hands with his feet, then pressing his two feet firmly against A Bao's lower back.
His left hand was already wrapped around A Bao's neck, tightly gripping the inner elbow of his right hand, while his right hand retracted to form a V-shape, with his palm gripping the back of A Bao's neck.
The next moment A Bao tried to counterattack, he found his hands were tightly pinned by Johnny's two legs. At this moment, Johnny suddenly exhaled, causing his chest to instantly contract.
At the same time, his hands exerted sudden force, and the rear naked choke unleashed terrifying power.
A Bao's face instantly turned crimson, a sign of oxygen deprivation.
Those spectators in the stands, frantically waving cash and tickets, all roared, shouting A Bao's name loudly.
"Damn it! Get up now, damn it!"
"Damn it, that Asian guy actually used a rear naked choke!"
"I knew the Asian guy could do it, he's definitely going to win!"
"Woohoo, it's a rear naked choke, A Bao probably won't last."
"Why did that guy's counterattack suddenly become so fast?"
Everyone was curious why Johnny's attacks had become so swift, but no one knew that Johnny's physique had always been good, and after 6 months of special training, his physical fitness was no longer comparable to before.
Coupled with these months of life-or-death survival, Johnny was also constantly improving, and carrying so much ammunition every day, it would be strange if his physique hadn't changed.
The reason Johnny wanted to learn boxing was because he wasn't very proficient in the fighting styles of these martial arts masters. Once he truly encountered these masters, it would probably be troublesome.
For example, a few days ago, before Johnny was coached by Tom, if he had encountered A Bao, he would definitely have been at a disadvantage in close-quarters combat.
He might even have been KO'd within a few moves, but now he could accurately judge the opponent's attack range, determine their attack patterns, and find ways to break them. This was Johnny's most important goal in learning boxing.
Coupled with Johnny's nature as an assassin, his quick reactions were already far beyond ordinary people. After systematic guidance and learning, dealing with a fighter of A Bao's caliber was naturally effortless.
But to these spectators, this guy was initially forced back and suppressed by A Bao, but then suddenly exploded with a counterattack and suppression. The change was so rapid that it was a bit hard to accept.
What's more, those who had bet a lot of money on A Bao were probably going to lose everything, as the odds for the two sides reached an astonishing 10:1.
Those who were lucky enough to bet on Johnny to win were naturally overjoyed, but there were also times when they were unhappy, because they felt they hadn't bet enough.
At this moment, A Bao's mind was blank. A rear naked choke is almost impossible to escape unless he has sufficiently strong power, but his power was almost the same as Johnny's, and he didn't even have Johnny's strong endurance and stamina.
Coupled with his hands being restrained by Johnny, he was now completely unable to counterattack. Under the double debuff of hypoxia and ischemia, his vision went black, and he completely fainted.
Seeing that the opponent's body had gone limp, Johnny finally released his grip.
According to custom, he should have killed him, but Johnny thought about it and decided against it.
He and the opponent weren't mortal enemies; it was just a boxing match, there was no need.
But the audience below didn't think so, especially those who had bet on A Bao to win were so angry they were almost losing their minds.
"Kill him!"
Such shouts rose and fell, making Johnny feel a little helpless.
Johnny stood up, and the referee began to count down. When 10 seconds passed and A Bao still hadn't woken up, he rang the bell and walked forward to open the iron cage.
"Match 9, our blue corner wins!"
The cheers were sparse, but angry curses rose and fell, with various mineral water bottles, wine bottles, cans, and so on, being frantically thrown at the octagonal cage.
However, none of this concerned Johnny.
Walking out of the octagonal cage expressionlessly, Johnny went straight out the back.
"Not bad, I didn't expect that, your methods are very sharp."
Tom walked over from the side and patted Johnny's shoulder. Johnny had already seen her, so he didn't react much.
Johnny's performance tonight had indeed exceeded Tom's expectations. She asked, "How about it, want another round?"
Johnny agreed to this idea without even thinking, "Of course, that way I can have a deeper understanding of Jeet Kune Do."
Johnny nodded and agreed, because after that final move, his understanding of Jeet Kune Do deepened, and at this moment, his Jeet Kune Do proficiency had increased to Lv2 (87/100).
Before the match, it was only Lv2 (56/100). To gain so much from just one match shows how much Johnny had comprehended.
So the two went to the registration window and told the woman they wanted to continue fighting. The woman was a bit surprised. After all, winning one match earned 20,000, and the physical exertion was immense. If he fought another match, he might not only have to give away the money he won, but he might also stay in the ring forever.
"Don't worry, I want to continue participating."
To this, Johnny just patted his chest, which is what the woman said.
"You need to think carefully. In the second match, no one can guarantee what the fighters on stage might be hiding."
The woman reminded him.
She was quite conscientious, at least she reminded him. Johnny still insisted on continuing to participate, as it was an extremely rare way for him to gain experience.
Seeing Johnny's persistence, the woman agreed. After all, it wasn't her losing money.
Ten minutes later, Johnny stood in the octagonal cage once again, and this time, facing him was a burly man, a 1.95-meter tall strongman, who exuded a very strong sense of oppression.
Those spectators who had bet on Johnny to win in the previous match were now conflicted, because the burly man standing in front of Johnny was a monster who had won 4 consecutive matches. He had a nickname: "Physical Monster."
When the starting bell rang, the burly man directly lunged at Johnny, but Johnny did not choose to confront him head-on, instead constantly dodging and retreating, observing the burly man.
"Come on, wimp, don't hide! If you're a man, face me head-on!" the burly man yelled at Johnny, gesturing with his hands.
Johnny waved his hand, "That kind of provocation doesn't work on me."
He continued to observe, trying to find a weakness in the burly man. At the same time, he felt a slight regret that his decision to enter the ring this time was a bit hasty.
Such a big strongman must have strong resistance to blows. With his small physique, it would probably be difficult to confront him directly; he could only rely on strategy.
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