As Pei Ziheng, having changed into his gear, stepped onto the stage, the boxing match officially began.
It was no wonder that Shen Mingzhu was so anxious, given that Gong Rong was almost twice Pei Ziheng's size in both height and build.
Both fighters had their hands wrapped in boxing gloves, but Gong Rong's gloves were more than twice the size of Pei Ziheng's.
No matter how one looked at it, Pei Ziheng seemed like the one destined to be overpowered.
Shen Mingzhu had Pei Yang and Zhao Yun stand by the edge of the ring, ready to step in and "rescue" her son at the first sign of trouble.
"Round one, fight!"
Following the referee's command, the two fighters on the stage immediately assumed defensive stances, with eyes locked onto each other like beasts, slowly circling.
Meanwhile, the crowd below was boiling over with cheers and shouts.
"Hit him, go for it!"
"Come on, fight, what are you scared of, damn it!"