Unexpectedly, these two moves left his defense wide open, and the boxer's other fist swung over, pounding the side of his head.
Then a fierce kick landed on Fang Cuntou's stomach.
Directly kicking the person to the ground.
The entire audience fell silent!
No one expected that in just one round, Fang Cuntou would lose.
On the edge of the stage, the boxers from Country A all looked disdainful.
"Tch, with skills like this, they dare to challenge us? Aren't they afraid of embarrassing themselves!"
"Exactly, trash. Fighting someone like this, I wouldn't even be interested in making a move."
"Huaxia has over a billion people, can't they bring out someone decent? Do they look like they're malnourished?"
"Sick Man of East Asia. Don't have too high expectations..."
Though their voices weren't loud, those standing nearby still heard them.
Everyone was filled with righteous indignation.
"Damn! Who are you calling trash!"
"A bunch of brutes, disgusting and uncultured."
