Chapter 065: Switching Fists

On the boxing ring, after the referee announced the rules, the match was about to begin, and the shouting from the crowd, like a waterfall cut off, dropped to the ground with a whoosh, turning into a pool of still water.

Over ten thousand spectators widened their eyes, looking at the brightly lit boxing stage where two men, clad in shorts and wearing boxing gloves, one with dark, muscular skin like black iron, the other with a bronze complexion and solid, well-defined muscles that looked like C4 explosives hidden under the skin, full of explosive power.

The host in a black suit stood between the two men and lowered his arms.

"Boxing!"

Link and Aragon touched gloves and each quickly took a step back, maintaining a distance of more than a meter.

But time was limited, and Link advanced, taking the initiative to strike at Aragon. Facing his punches, Aragon didn't use his arms to block but instead cleverly dodged by turning his head, narrowly avoiding Link's fist.

"Wow!"