Chapter 177 Sudden mutation
Du Sheng was speaking English, but Wang Yaoyang didn't understand.

But Ma Yaowei, who was standing by, almost laughed out loud.

Last time, this foreign old man in front of me was full of confidence and wanted to sign Du Sheng, but in the end he couldn't even get out his checkbook.

Du Sheng's words contained a bit of a Western-style joke, but there was also a hint of indifference in them.

Unless the other party's conditions really attract him.

Don King, a seasoned man, laughed:
"Your time is limited, so I'll be brief.

$500 million signing bonus + 24% promotion share, am I sincere enough?"

The assistant wanted to say something, but was stopped by him waving his hand.

Because once the other side wins the championship, these conditions will be a bit embarrassing.

What he is betting on is the other party's expectations and concerns.

As we all know, Oriental people have a mentality of being content with what they have.

Unless the young man in front of him is really sure that he can win the championship, or he does not take the 500 million US dollars seriously.

Otherwise, I will seriously consider it.

In fact, both Ma Yaowei and Wang Yaoyang were a little tempted.

Nearly 4000 million Hong Kong dollars!

Although there are additional conditions in the contract, this amount of money would definitely make one rich overnight if put into the mainland.

They all looked at Du Sheng.

However, Tang Jin still underestimated Du Sheng's determination.

Du Sheng just smiled without comment and said:
"I heard that all the boxing matches in Beixian have been suspended recently. Mr. Tang Jin's offer must be quite a burden, right?"

Tang Jin was indeed under pressure, and he understood what the other party meant. He was silent for a moment and said:

"Tell me your final conditions so I can refer to them."

This is almost the final showdown.

Everyone was startled and paid attention at the same time.

"Then I'll just say it casually. If there's anything inappropriate, you're welcome to correct me."

Du Sheng smiled and waved a finger:

"Let's take winning the championship of "Wulin" as a prerequisite. Let's not talk about the signing bonus. I think the commission split should be this -"

But before he finished speaking, the assistant's eyes widened and he exclaimed:

"10% commission? How is that possible!"

When Tyson was at his peak, he almost fell out with Don King, and only then did he reduce the commission to 13%, with other additional conditions.

How dare this person say this!

And to put it bluntly, without their boxing promotion companies spending huge amounts of money to package boxers and boxing matches and expand their influence, these boxers would remain unknown and be nothing more than a bunch of useless stuff.

What's more, their Tangya company is one of the top five boxing promotion companies in Beijing and has the extraordinary ability to promote top-level events.

These are all built with money.

Du Sheng saw Tang Jin frowning, waved his hand and said with a smile:
"Of course I understand that cooperation is based on fairness. Wait until I finish speaking."

Tang Jin calmed down and said:
"Tell me."

Du Sheng took in everyone's reactions and said:

"We can set a time limit, such as within one year, or directly limit it to UFC digital matches, championship matches, etc. If I lose or tie once, my commission will increase by 1%, and the signing bonus will also be..."

Tang Jin left with some reluctance.

He neither refused nor gave an answer, but just said he would think about it.

But what is certain is that a 10% commission is impossible.

I do have some ideas about increasing the commission cap for a loss or a tie.

But the number of matches that boxers fight each year is limited, which is also a limiting factor.

But it was a little hard for him to give up the gold mine that was visible to the naked eye.

So we can only wait and see how Du Sheng performs next.

"It's okay if you don't agree. After winning the championship, your value will definitely increase. This foreign guy will regret it someday!"

Ma Yaowei looked at the other person's receding figure and chuckled.

He has full confidence in Du Sheng and is not worried at all whether he will be qualified to fight in heavyweight tournaments in the future.

Du Sheng didn't say anything else. Seeing that the guest performance on the stage was about to end, he slowly stood up.

"Du Sheng VS Sato Kayo, both players please prepare——"

This is a live boxing feast. In addition to the exciting fist-to-fist showdown, all the details have been carefully rehearsed several times by the organizers.

The atmosphere at the scene was already boiling, and the host stepped onto the stage at the right time.

His voice was up and down, and although his performance was a bit exaggerated, he successfully brought the atmosphere to a high level.

"Let us warmly welcome the violent warrior from Japan, the kickboxing demon with bones as hard as rocks, who even lions retreat in fear - Sato Yoshihiro!"

This kind of exaggerated description and emotional introduction to the fight did not make the audience feel uncomfortable, but instead won cheers.

Especially when Yoshihiro Sato made his debut in a shocking way, the cheers from Japanese boxing fans were like a tide.

The host did not ignore Du Sheng, and his introduction to him was full of enthusiasm and passion.

"Next, let us invite the sniper from the East, the dark horse who can knock out his opponent in just one round every time - Du Sheng!"

No matter how much introduction is given, when Du Sheng, whose entire body was hidden under a mysterious cloak, calmly walked towards the ring, all eyes were focused on him.

When the cloak was slowly unveiled, Du Sheng's handsome face was revealed in front of everyone.

Gudong!

Countless female audience members couldn't help but swallow, but their eyes never moved away, for fear of missing any subtle movement.

In this world of fighting where fists speak, handsome faces are indeed very rare. And boxers like Du Sheng who have both idol-level looks and extraordinary strength are rare in today's fighting field.

When Du Sheng took off his cloak, revealing his muscular and angular upper body, the screams at the scene instantly drowned out all other sounds!
Xiao Min and a group of girls also came to the scene, staring blankly at Du Sheng's muscular body, with stars in their eyes.

Liu Shishi, who was standing by, covered her cheek, feeling very embarrassed.

There's something wrong with these girls!

Strength and beauty often complement each other and together they create a charming style.

Among the many sports stars, some athletes have successfully captured the hearts of the public with their outstanding looks and strong physique.

And those handsome and beautiful athletes who combine beauty and strength have become the focus of everyone's attention.

Sometimes, a person can even use his or her charisma to bring new life and vitality to a sport.

For example, Marco Reus, known as the 'dream lover', has attracted countless female fans who originally knew little about football with his handsome looks, injecting new vitality into the sport.

Similarly, in Japan's K1 arena, Masato has successfully become one of Japan's four most popular kings with his outstanding appearance.

But compared with Du Sheng, these two people are somewhat inferior in appearance.

In particular, Du Sheng's well-proportioned and smooth muscles show his personal charm to the fullest.

The screams and cheers from the audience seemed to drown out Du Sheng.

The surrounding media were also unwilling to lose, with flashes flashing wildly and shutter clicks ringing non-stop.

Amidst this sea of ​​cheers, Sato Yoshihiro's face gradually became gloomy.

Without hearing the cheers and comparisons, he knew that his appearance was not up to par.

Although his muscle lines are clear, they pale in comparison to Du Sheng's sculpture-like figure.

Comparing himself to this, Sato Yoshihiro couldn't help but feel a little inferior.

But he quickly cheered up.

This is a fighting arena, not the Mr. World competition!

Here, strength determines everything.

On the stage, only the winner has the right to speak.

Sato Yoshihiro stood on the ring, clenched his braces, and swore secretly in his heart that he would use his fists to smash this disgusting face.

As soon as the two of them stepped onto the stage, the atmosphere in the venue exploded.

Supporters of both sides, unwilling to be outdone, cheered for their own boxers.

Du Sheng strolled leisurely, smiling and waving at everyone around him. He didn't look like he was preparing to fight, but rather like he was giving a concert.

This kind of behavior of indifference, regardless of whether it was pretended or not, made Sato Yoshihiro hate it even more.

"Blast the puppet and break his teeth!"

"Handsome man from the mainland, I'm betting all my retirement savings on you, keep going!"

"Jingsheng! Maintain your dark horse qualities and make sure to snipe and kill!"

In particular, the almost one-sided cheers and applause at the scene were deafening.

This home advantage is really exaggerated.

Opponents with poor pressure-bearing ability will probably be affected in their condition.

Sato Yoshihiro had a blank expression on his face, but his body involuntarily leaned forward slightly.

The referee noticed something was wrong and quickly stretched out his arm to block Sato Yoshihiro, preventing him from making any rash moves before the game officially started.

"clang!"

Amid the noise, an electronic clock rang.

"Boxing!"

After the referee reiterated the rules of the game, the bell for the first round rang quickly.

Following the host's command, the audience around roared with excitement.

In the boxing ring, fist bumping before a fight is a recognized etiquette that is followed even by those with a blood feud.

Du Sheng took a few steps forward and stretched out his right fist, preparing to complete the courtesy fist bump with Sato Yoshihiro.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, something strange happened.

Sato Yoshihiro touched Du Sheng's gloves with lightning speed and suddenly launched a fierce attack without any warning.

Du Sheng had not yet retracted his arm, and he had not expected that Sato Yoshihiro would be so disregarding of sportsmanship and directly launch an attack.

Almost instantly, Sato Yoshihiro's low sweep kick was approaching Du Sheng's calf.

The following left hook hit Du Sheng's cheek mercilessly.

This series of attacks was obviously carefully planned.

He had studied Du Sheng's playing style before the game and knew very well that he was a tough guy, so this scene happened.

Once Du Sheng is hit, even if he is not knocked out on the spot, his calves and brain will suffer serious injuries, which will have a huge impact on subsequent games.

Even if I lose some points for this, it's worth it.

There was an uproar outside the stadium, and the referee rushed forward in surprise, but he was unable to react in time.

In this split second, Du Sheng remained calm, lowered his shoulders and elbows, and took a steady stance, only raising his hand to block.

blah blah blah!

Sato Yoshihiro's extremely fierce hook punch was deflected so easily.

What surprised him even more was that his own killer signature skill -

After years of unremitting anti-strike training and tendon-rolling exercises, my calves have become as hard as steel and my burst of strength is amazing.

The power of that kick was enough to break a solid wooden board in an instant, but it was like kicking an iron plate!
The other party didn't waver at all.

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(End of this chapter)