Chapter 212: Committing suicide by seppuku?

At noon that day, at the Kokugikan.

Even when Du Sheng entered the reception area, he could still clearly hear the noisy sounds outside.

"Brother Sheng, today not only did dozens of domestic media come to report, but also hundreds of Chinese came to support us. This is an unprecedented event!"

Zhang Haolong said excitedly.

"Hundreds of people? It seems like quite a few boxing fans have come all the way here."

As Asia's top fighting event press conference, such a scale and momentum is undoubtedly a new challenge for Du Sheng.

"Brother Sheng, after the weigh-in, Masato might pick a fight with you."

Ma Yaowei, who had collected relevant intelligence, gave Du Sheng some advice:
“This is a common routine in weigh-in ceremonies. After all, you beat up Sato Yoshihiro like this in Wulin before, and as a good friend, he is likely to respond.

You'd better keep calm and not be affected by his provocation."

He knew that in addition to promoting the event, this press conference was also an important moment for both boxers to showcase their image.

Under the watchful eyes of the media and the audience, boxers on both sides often test each other and even show their fangs to demonstrate their deterrent power.

If there is previous grudge or tension between the two parties, the possibility of conflict is higher.

Zhang Haolong also nodded in approval:

"That's right. Even if you want to provoke them back, be careful not to step into the trap."

They were not unfamiliar with this situation, but they were worried that Du Sheng, who was still a newcomer to fighting, would suffer a loss.

He was afraid that Du Sheng would lose his composure in the face of sudden provocation, thus affecting his image.

After all, a boxer who is easily provoked will find it difficult to win the respect of the audience.

"Don't worry, I'm not a hot-blooded youngster."

Du Sheng smiled slightly, calm and composed.

Although this was his first time attending a weigh-in ceremony, he had watched the competition video when he was bored some time ago and had some idea of ​​what might happen at the press conference.

He knew that most of the time such provocations were just posturing to create some publicity for the media.

Of course, if the two sides really have a grudge, it is not ruled out that they will actually fight.

Du Sheng didn't know much about Masato, and wasn't sure whether he would get angry and attack.

But he was not worried about these at all.

If the other party really takes action, the explosive publicity effect of 'adding fuel to the fire' would be in line with expectations.

"Brother Sheng, it's your turn to show up."

Since Du Sheng has no training team or coaching team, Ma Yaowei, Zhang Haolong, Wang Yaoyang and others are just guest stars.

This time they all appeared as logistics staff for the contestants and handled all matters for Du Sheng.

As for Ye Jingzhi, she went back at noon because she was busy.

Du Sheng said nothing more and walked towards the front desk.

The flash lights twinkled like stars, enveloping him completely.

But this is someone else's home ground after all, so we are bound to face some criticism.

"A small fry like this is worthy of challenging Masato? He is simply asking for trouble!"

"Everyone, tell me, in how many rounds will it take for Silver Wolf to knock him out tonight?"

"You should go back to being an actor. This place is not for wimps!"

Although Du Sheng didn't understand Japanese, the sarcasm from Masato's fans was obvious.

"Brother Sheng, just ignore it. Even if Real Madrid comes here to play, they will be booed. Just keep calm."

Ma Yaowei is very clear about the difference between playing at home and away.

In such an environment, it is very difficult for a foreign player to keep a steady mind.

For example, last year the Rockets came to Neon to play a basketball game, and a newcomer to NGA was criticized so much that he lost his temper.

Du Sheng nodded slightly, his expression as calm as before.

These people are too self-righteous to think that they can influence his mentality in this way.

He glanced calmly at those sarcastic people and a bright smile appeared on his face.

The audience and reporters were a little surprised to see him so calm.

In this situation, even if the boxer does not get angry, it is difficult for him to remain calm.

Unexpectedly, Du Sheng laughed even more happily.

Is this a sign of confidence?

Or do you not take Masato seriously?
Those Masato fans lost their composure and became furious.

This is simply a silent provocation to them!

However, before they could utter more vicious insults, a burst of boiling cheers suddenly erupted not far away.

"Du Sheng, come on."

"You are the most praised!"

"Beat that puppet, and you will be the most handsome boy among the Chinese!"

Du Sheng turned around and saw a group of Chinese people waving the five-star red flag and cheering for him loudly.

Although their number was not as large as that of the locals, they gave people a sense of support and strength.

A touch of emotion flashed in Du Sheng's eyes, and he waved and smiled over there.

Amidst everyone's anticipation, the weighing ceremony officially started.

Masato: Height 174CM, wingspan 180CM, weight 75KG, bench press 108KG, left fist 612 pounds, right fist 755 pounds (the last three items were not measured).

It is obvious that Masato increased his weight from 1 kg to 70 kg in order to stand out in the K75 GP competition.

He can dominate K1 MAX, not only is he proficient in judo and kickboxing, but he is also good at the explosive power of waist and horse integration.

Finishing moves: right straight punch, left and right hooks, low sweep, low kick, etc.

He is also good at using smooth and fast combination punches as a winning weapon.

Du Sheng had heard of the name of 'Silver Wolf' a long time ago, but his memory still stayed at the time when he retired in his previous life.

When their eyes met, Masato simply glanced at him contemptuously, then turned around and waved to the audience.

Obviously, he was not interested in this oriental boxer. In Masato's eyes, this match was just a routine matter.

There are too many new stars like Du Sheng who emerged from small competitions in "Wulin" and are fleeting, and they are not worthy of being compared with him.

Du Sheng seemed to be blind to Masato's indifferent attitude and remained calm.

If you put yourself in Masato's shoes, he might hold the same view.

Why would a new fighter with no notable achievements and whose main job is an actor fight against himself?
As both sides stepped onto the weighing platform, the most critical moment arrived.

Du Sheng stood next to the scale, and when the spotlight shone on him, regardless of whether the audience supported him or not, they all looked over at him.

Masato's fans were whispering, most of them looking at Du Sheng with sarcasm and criticism.

"I heard that the East is very poor and backward. Do you think he will become as thin as a bamboo pole?"

"Don't underestimate him. Just look at his current body shape and you'll know he's very strong."

"Who can guarantee that it's not from eating protein powder? How many strong Oriental people have you seen?"

"Look at his broad shoulders and distinct muscle lines. These are not the result of eating too much."

The fighting fans in the audience widened their eyes, ready to laugh at Du Sheng's joke.

Their impression of Oriental people mostly comes from some negative media reports, and they imagine Du Sheng as a skinny monkey.

But when Du Sheng slowly took off his T-shirt, revealing his muscular body, the atmosphere at the scene instantly froze.

His muscles are smooth, tight and powerful.

This is obviously not something that can be achieved through simple fitness.

“Wow! Can you really build muscles like this?”

"This trapezius muscle, this latissimus dorsi muscle... they are so smooth, as if they were carefully carved. They are killer!"

"It's fake! Even Silver Wolf can't develop this kind of body shape!"

"He's handsome, and his physique is so attractive! Woohoo I really want to..."

Those Masato fans who had previously mocked Du Sheng shut their mouths, obviously shocked by the scene before them.

Du Sheng: Height 183CM, wingspan 189CM, weight 76KG, bench press 118KG, left fist 592 pounds, right fist 726 pounds (surface data).

At the same time, Silver Wolf also cast a curious look from the corner.

When he saw Du Sheng's powerful muscles, his pupils contracted slightly, a little unexpectedly.

He started learning boxing at the age of 13, and even after nearly 10 years of training, he still can't develop such strong and firm muscles.

Especially the opponent's muscle fibers, which you can tell at a glance are excessive.

At this moment, he was a little confused.

How did someone who is constantly on schedule to film movies develop this ability?

Silver Wolf felt even more unhappy about the audience's reaction.

Because the limelight was unknowingly snatched away by the other party.

This is still his home court. What's the difference between this and taking advantage of others?
After the weigh-in ceremony, the press conference started on time.

Du Sheng and Yinlang sat at the two ends of the press conference respectively. K1 organization's Asia director Matsushima Fujisawa and the event operation representative sat in the middle as witnesses, cleverly separating the two players.

When the question-and-answer session began, reporters flocked to Silver Wolf like a tide.

There were also quite a few on Du Sheng's side, but most of them were from Eastern media.

"Mr. Masato, I'm a reporter from the Kyoto Shimbun. What do you think about the upcoming semi-finals?"

Silver Wolf picked up the microphone and answered casually:

"This kind of game is not a challenge for me. As I said before, I will reach the finals with absolute advantage."

Silver Wolf's confidence did not surprise those present; after all, his strength was obvious to all.

Almost 80% of the people at the scene also thought so.

The reporter changed his words and said:
"People say that you let the organizer pick a soft persimmon in order to avoid being eliminated by a Western giant in the first round. Is that true?"

"If you're worried about being eliminated, why bother participating?"

Silver Wolf looked at him with disdain and said coldly:

"Picking on such a weakling is just a waste of my time!"

In other words, if the organizers had not chosen this kind of opponent in order to please the Eastern market, he would not have wanted to fight at all.

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere at the scene immediately became boiling.

Many fighting fans cheered, they admired Silver Wolf's domineering attitude.

"Then are you confident that you can knock out your opponent in just a few rounds?"

Silver Wolf raised his lips in a playful manner and held out two fingers:

"Two rounds! If I can't knock him out in two rounds, you can taunt me as much as you want."

Silver Wolf's answer brought another round of warm applause from the audience.

Du Sheng, who was also being interviewed, noticed the situation over there and just chuckled.

At this time, a reporter who understood Neon language came over and repeated the question, asking:

"Mr. Du, Masato said he could knock you out in two rounds. What's your response to his statement?"

Du Sheng looked calm, as if he could not hear the irony in the words, and said:
“I think some people always like to package excuses in such a high-sounding way.

If I can’t knock out my opponent in one round, I’ll commit seppuku.”

boom!
As soon as these words were spoken, there was an uproar at the scene.

What followed were the excited screams of reporters and media, and the incessant sound of shutter clicks.

Big news, big news!

If you can’t knock out your opponent in one round, then commit suicide by seppuku?
What blatant contempt this is.

Although there was an element of responding to jokes in the film, he was now facing countless reporters.

Even if you are joking, the pen is in their hands and you can imagine how the report will turn out.

Not to mention, the term seppuku (hara-kiri) almost hits the Japanese to death, so don't mention it casually.

The guy in front of me is just afraid that the fire is not big enough, so he just burns the oil to death!
(End of this chapter)