"Aragon must win!"
The Cuban audience at the venue continued to shout loudly.
Someone in the stands displayed the blue, white, and red Cuban flag, waving it vigorously.
Someone on the second floor placed several crocodile skin drums, beating them forcefully, and a group of Cuban dancers performed a distinctively characteristic song and dance show in the open space for the audience.
Especially when a group of scantily clad Cuban girls climbed onto the boxing ring and vigorously twisted their waists, performing a Cuban tropical dance, the cheers from the crowd almost lifted the roof off.
"Aragon, don't be nervous, relax in the match. We've already secured the Olympic qualifications, even losing is not a big deal, understand?"
In the ring's resting area, Felix Savon was giving Aragon some pre-match psychological guidance.
For an elite boxer, having strong physical qualities and superb boxing skills is not enough.