Chapter 249: Injured and Retired, No Longer Fighting? [6000 words combined chapter plus extra update! ]

How to fight this?

Mark Hunt was very self-aware and was 100% abused when he went on the field.

And he confirmed it.

The person in front of you is the legendary mysterious master of Eastern Kung Fu, who is pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger.

"Wounded and retired, not going to fight anymore?"

Du Sheng looked strange and a little surprised.

He thought that the other party came to him for some private transaction besides testing him.

The result is this?
A boxer can indeed request to retire due to injury the day before going on stage.

For example, in the previous life, UFC 226 was one day away from the championship fight, and Holloway's match against Ortega was canceled.

The reason given was that 'Ring Champion' Holloway suffered a mild concussion.

This is the third time in a row that Holloway has been unable to participate in the championship challenge due to "injury" since he won the championship.

The first two times were against "Squirrel" Edgar and "Eagle" Khabib.

Therefore, he was also booed as the weakest champion who was afraid to fight but didn't want to give up the gold belt.

Logically speaking, this "light of the yellow race" wouldn't be like this.

Could it be that the test scene just now caused such great casualties that it left him with psychological trauma?

A wry smile appeared on Mark Hunt's face:
"Du, you are so powerful, how can I fight you? I am just asking for trouble."

"I am not satisfied with your statement."

Du Sheng's tone revealed a hint of displeasure:
"I value my reputation the most, and many people have already bought tickets to watch the fight, so I have to fight this one."

He didn't want to make another trip, and he didn't want to lose his money.

"With your strength, you can knock me out in one round!"

Mark Hunt waved his hands repeatedly:

"This injury has nothing to do with you. It's my own physical problem."

As he spoke, his mind recalled the scene where Du Sheng punched the man in black away.

He felt uneasy inside, and didn't want to be teased and then become a laughing stock with one punch.

Moreover, he knows his own limitations. With the participation of the "four-time champion" Huster and the "Giant Warrior" Hilt in this competition, he has a high probability of not making it to the finals.

Rather than continuing the fight and getting broken bones, which would cause even the New Zealand events and UFC to be suspended, why not just get out early?

Seeing that the other party was serious, Du Sheng couldn't help but ponder:

"Actually, you don't have to fight. I'll earn at least 2000 million this time, and you have to compensate me for that."

Considering that we are all yellow people, in order to avoid revealing the truth so quickly, and to continue to maintain high odds, it is not impossible not to play.

After all, if he can knock out the Big Mac in one round in a fight, even a fool would know his true strength, and it would be difficult for him to cheat people out of money in the future.

But he came here to make money, so this must be done.

Otherwise there's nothing to talk about.

"2000?"

Mark Hunt shook his head repeatedly:

"If I had so much money, why would I come to play K1 GP?"

"Don't be ridiculous. You are the 2001 champion after all. Your appearance fee must be high, right?"

"That's a thing of the past. No one recognizes it when playing in North America."

Mark Hunt spread his hands in distress:
"As for the $10 appearance fee, what can you do with that little money?"

Not to mention that he hasn't achieved any results in the past two years. He has to support a large group of coaches and logistics teams, and training and nutrition also require money.

Once he was injured by Du Sheng, he would be unable to make ends meet.

Therefore, he doesn't care about this appearance fee.

"poor?"

Du Sheng's eyes moved slightly, motioning Mark Hunter to come closer, then he leaned over to his ear and whispered:
"If that's the case, then you have to play this game even more..."

"This……"

Mark Hunt hesitated for a moment, then nodded and decided that it was okay to continue fighting.

Although I win more than I lose in UFC competitions, I also lose quite a few times.

There is nothing wrong with him winning or losing one or two games.

And it is still unknown who will win.

In addition, it is also possible to make a lot of money by trapping the puppets.

"Mark, that's quite refreshing."

Du Sheng smiled and patted Mark Hunter on the shoulder again:
"Tomorrow night, we will see who is better in the ring!"

Watching the other party leave in a cool manner, Mark Hunt also left calmly through another door.

He has been in the boxing world for so many years that he is already familiar with all the tricks.

For example, last year, a scandal was exposed in the semi-finals of the IBO professional boxing tournament:
Boxer A's agent offered 30 euros to make Boxer B lose the match, but Boxer B disagreed. As a result, Boxer A's agent gave the money to three referees, and then B lost.

This time it's all based on one's own ability, there's no shady dealings involved.

.........

After arriving at the hotel, Du Sheng, Zhang Haolong, Zheng Ziyan and others quickly ate something and went out.

Many reporters had already crossed the sea and were waiting.

This promotional interview is a win-win for everyone, so you definitely can't miss it.

In addition, I also have to follow up on publicity matters with the organizer, so it can be said that I am very busy.

Fortunately, Wang Jinhua reached an agreement with the Chinese Chamber of Commerce.

After all, Du Sheng was able to win last time under such an impossible situation and made them a huge profit.

This time, they were very confident.

Du Sheng's commercial value at home and abroad is growing, and there are many benefits to sponsoring his events.

Mark Hunt, a veteran in the boxing world and former K1 GP champion, has extremely high publicity and attention, and his advertising value cannot be underestimated.

What's more, this 8-to-4 match is of heavyweight level!
The organizers also increased their investment in promotion, and the exposure increased by at least one third compared to the top 16.

Most people who want to advertise or sponsor are not qualified.

For example, regarding the clothes and branded advertisements worn by Du Sheng, many local Japanese merchants who are greedy for money have already contacted Wang Jinhua.

However, Du Sheng still chose the Chinese businessman from last time as a return gift.

Despite this, several major companies invested a total of more than 500 million in stadium advertising sponsorship.

Combined with K1's TV advertising sponsorship, the total sponsorship revenue for this fighting event reached a staggering 800 million RMB.

If we take into account the costs of PPV, tickets and other expenses, the profit of this event has exceeded 300 million, and there is a certain probability that both parties will split the profits % to %.

After finishing all the matters, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening when I returned to the hotel.

"Ah Sheng, after I published what happened tonight in China, it has become a hot search on the Internet and has been reposted by big Vs everywhere..."

Zheng Ziyan handed over a bottle of water, with a proud look on her pretty face.

“It was published so soon?”

"Yes, you can see for yourself..."

Seeing that Du Sheng was a little unconvinced, Zheng Ziyan handed him the phone.

Du Sheng glanced quickly and found that the screen was indeed full of reports about himself.

[Chivalrous style! Du Sheng subdued the gunman with his bare hands, and his bravery knows no boundaries]

【A Chinese martial arts expert suddenly appeared at the Neon Airport and knocked the prisoner hostage away with one punch.】

[Shocking! Violent elements vs. action stars, the ending is unprecedented! ]

Clicking on the first piece of news from the Metropolitan Entertainment News, there were more than two thousand comments below.

Apparently, it has indeed become one of the hot searches.

"Brother Sheng is awesome, he brings honor to us Chinese!"

"Well done! In times of crisis, people respect no boundaries. Thumbs up for you!"

"Isn't Du Sheng going to play in the game? I wish you a successful start tomorrow!"

"Brother Sheng, last time you said you would come to marry me on a white horse after the game, and I've been waiting for you until the flowers withered."

"The guy upstairs advises you to go to the country as soon as possible. Maybe there is still a chance."

"Woo woo, Brother Sheng, are you still accepting disciples? A 52-year-old beauty is waiting to be developed."

"..."

Zheng Ziyan looked at these comments and couldn't help but said to Du Sheng:

"You are unisex. Your girlfriend is in every post."

In fact, she did send the article to the local newspaper, but for some reason, the newspaper did not report it extensively.

"I'm worried about having too many girlfriends. I don't know which one to favor."

Du Sheng looked at Zheng Ziyan's charming smile, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"How about I give you a chance, so that you can get the moon first?"

"what?"

Zheng Ziyan's face froze, and she didn't know what she was thinking about, but a hint of shyness appeared on her cheeks.

On the plane, Du Sheng gently massaged her, and when she faced the gunman, he quickly stood in front of her, giving her a sense of security...

At this moment, she actually had such a strong expectation.

"What are you daydreaming about? Are you daydreaming?"

Hearing Du Sheng's teasing, Zheng Ziyan blushed and raised her fist in anger:
"Asshole, I'll let you talk nonsense!"

It's a bit of fun and relaxing.

On the other side, Kyoto University.

In room 303 of the dormitory, a group of students were still awake and making a lot of noise.

Saburo Matsuda was sitting in front of the computer, browsing the K1 forum with gritted teeth.

His roommate, Kenji Tsuruta, was immersed in a video game, occasionally glancing at the screen next to him.

Saburo Matsuda was typing away at the top of the post, his keyboard making a clanging sound:

"Come on Mark, defeat this oriental coward Du Sheng tomorrow night!"

You can tell without even looking that this is a fighting boxing fan.

Still a huge fan of Masato.

However, this time all the Japanese boxers were defeated, and he could only transfer all his passion and expectations to Du Sheng's opponent.

Whoever can defeat Du Sheng, Saburo Matsuda will support him!
There are thousands of people similar to him in the K1 forum.

Just look at the preview post released by the organizer for [8 to 4: Mark Hunt VS Du Sheng], there are tens of thousands of replies with the same message, and you will know how exaggerated it is.

Most of them blindly supported Mark Hunt and cursed Du Sheng.

It was just that there was an independent and unique post on the forum that made everyone very angry.

[Anti-fans, you only have your mouth left, expecting foreigners to beat Du Sheng to avenge you? It would be better to commit suicide!! ]

The reason why Saburo Matsuda was so excited was that he had a fight with someone in the post.

As expected, this was posted by Ma Yaowei's internet trolls.

The purpose is to provoke their anger.

The intention is simple, to add some hype, box office and ratings to tomorrow night's game.

Now it seems that the money was well spent!
"Is the other party scared?"

Kenji Tsuruta gave me a questioning look.

Saburo Matsuda nodded, but he was still very angry.

He then opened a chat group called 'Eastern Coward Busters'.

The existence of this group is little known, but there are hundreds of active members.

As one of the group administrators, Saburo Matsuda launched a call in the group:
"Members, is there anyone who has bought a ticket to watch the match between Eastern Coward and Mark Hunt tomorrow night?"

"I have plans to go."

"I was just thinking about that."

"I really want to go, but unfortunately I'm in Yokohama, which is too far away."

"Count me in."

"Matsuda, you organize it."

The response in the group was enthusiastic, and Saburo Matsuda responded quickly:
“Well, they will hold a weigh-in press conference tomorrow at noon, so let’s gather first.

If you have time and money and want to go, please sign up with me and I will arrange the vehicles and we will go together.”

As soon as the message was sent out, more than ten people responded positively in a short moment.

"Would you like to make a banner or slogan or something?"

A member made a suggestion, and Matsuda Saburo sneered in response:

“No, we’ll customize a plaque based on the ‘Sick Man of Asia’ from the movie!

The banners read, 'Eastern cowards, come and make a fool of yourself', 'Boxing clowns, public enemy', what do you think?"

"Haha, just follow this!"

Kenji Tsuruta laughed at the side:
"You hold up a plaque like this, aren't you afraid that the Eastern cowards will explode on the spot?"

The "Sick Man of East Asia" is a perfect mockery of Oriental people. In the movie "Fist of Fury", Fujita Tsuyoshi used this plaque to humiliate Oriental people.

"I just want to piss him off and bring disgrace upon him!"

Saburo Matsuda laughed and left a message in the group:

"I'll take care of the plaque. Guys, meet at the Neon Arena at 11am tomorrow."

After sending the message, he couldn't wait to go out.

.........

Du Sheng and others didn’t know about this for the time being, and even if they knew, they would just smile.

This childish method is intended to irritate them?
You're overthinking it.

However, in order to get enough rest for the game tomorrow night, everyone went to bed early and got up early.

The next morning, Du Sheng and his friends were having breakfast when Ma Yaowei came to their door.

He listed the intelligence he had gathered, as well as the K1 GP quarterfinal matchup list.

"Hey, I know that the champion, runner-up and third place of the K1 local tournament were all wiped out."

Zhang Haolong, with a bun in his mouth, let out a sigh and looked at one of the documents:
"Of the five Intercontinental Champions who made it in, only Mark Hunt and Croatian Ranger are left?"

"You're wrong, look at this!"

Wang Yaoyang was more observant and pointed at the red word with an X on it in the list:
"The Croatian Ranger was knocked out last week, and now only Mark Hunt is left."

Zheng Ziyan, who was drinking milk tea, tilted her head curiously and looked at Du Sheng with some emotion:

"It seems that your special guests and returning heavyweight players from last year are really awesome. They all made it to the quarterfinals."

Among the top 16, there are 1 players from the K3 local competition, 5 players are continental champions, 3 are foreign special guests, and 3 heavyweights return from the previous session.

Now in the quarterfinals, the first two have almost been eliminated.

It can be seen that the organizer's vision in selecting people is indeed good.

After the K1 Affairs Bureau draws lots, the matching opponents are also announced.

The information that Wang Yaoyang mentioned was actually the first quarter-final match that had already started last week.

That was the "four-time champion" Huster VS the Croatian warriors who fought out of the resurrection match.

As a result, the latter was knocked out in two rounds.

Or the kind that feels like fainting.

He met Hu Site in the first game. It can only be said that he was unlucky.

The match between Mark Hunt and Du Sheng is scheduled for the second game this week.

Because of the "special feelings" of Japanese boxing fans for Du Sheng, the match became very popular, and the K1 organization also held a grand pre-match press conference for it as scheduled.

That’s right, the organizer is actually adding fuel to the fire in disguise!

There is profit in hype, and this knows no national boundaries.

However, for Du Sheng, this is also a major benefit.

At noon that day, at the Neon Arena.

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

“Brother Sheng, today not only are there dozens of media outlets reporting live, but there are also more than a thousand boxing fans watching. It’s an unprecedented event!”

Zhang Haolong said with a laugh.

"It seems like there's a lot of tension. Isn't there anyone who wishes me the best?"

Du Sheng was calm and composed, seemingly unable to hear the sarcasm in the comments.

Zheng Ziyan smiled:
"Hope you're well? Haha, just don't be scared by the booing."

She is here today to interview and report, so of course she has to be there in person.

Ma Yaowei, who often works undercover in the K1 forum, gave Du Sheng some advice:
“I heard that some radical boxing fans will enter the venue at noon today and may provoke or swear at us.

Brother Sheng, you'd better stay calm and don't be affected."

Zhang Haolong also nodded in agreement:

"Yes, even if you want to fight back at that time, you must be careful not to fall into the opponent's trap."

They were not surprised by such things, but they were worried that Du Sheng might be affected by the huge boos.

After all, the last time he beat the Japanese national hero Masato so badly, it really made local boxing fans grit their teeth.

"Don't worry, I'm not a rookie."

Du Sheng just smiled faintly, appearing calm and unhurried.

He understands that many times such provocative behavior is actually condoned by the organizers in order to increase media topics and attention to the event.

Of course, if boxing fans get excited, the possibility of physical violence cannot be ruled out.

However, Du Sheng was not worried at all.

If someone really did it, the sensational effect of "adding fuel to the fire" would be more in line with his desire to gain publicity and reputation.

In addition, it is also to allow Mark Hunt to play well and not always think about leaving the field due to injuries.

"Brother Sheng, it's your turn."

Du Sheng didn't say much and walked straight to the front desk.

The spotlights were as bright as stars, enveloping him completely.

At the same time, a large bus was parked quietly outside the Neon Arena.

Inside the car, a group of young men in their early twenties were preparing to get off.

"Is everyone here?"

Saburo Matsuda asked.

"All complete, 28 in total."

Someone responded.

"Come on, go in and get ready!"

This group of people are the members of the 'Eastern Coward Busters Group', who have agreed to go and 'challenge' each other.

"Matsuda, is the plaque ready?"

Someone asked curiously.

Speaking of the plaque, Saburo Matsuda smiled proudly:
"It has been prepared for a long time."

"Hang it up now."

"no problem."

Saburo Matsuda motioned for everyone to unfold a plaque with the following inscription:

"Oriental coward, the laughing stock of the boxing world" and other Chinese words.

"Haha, you look pretty good!"

There was laughter from the crowd.

"Should we come up with a slogan so that when the Eastern coward shows up, we can all chant to disgust him?"

"The slogan was 'Oriental cowards, the laughing stock of boxing'!"

"Row."

"An oriental coward, a laughing stock in the boxing world, haha, this is so funny!"

"Ha ha!"

Suddenly, sarcastic voices came one after another.

At the same time, Mark Hunt also arrived at the arena.

He was stunned when he saw Saburo Matsuda and his group of more than 20 people appearing aggressively with plaques in hand.

After listening to the translation, a smile appeared on his face.

"Don't you think this is embarrassing enough?"

The momentum was so great that even the organizers were attracted.

Seeing the words on the sign, Matsushima Fujisawa couldn't help but smile.

"Supervisor, are they here to cause trouble?" The security captain asked worriedly.

"No, it's okay."

Matsushima Fujisawa knew very well that these people were Du Sheng's black fans, the kind of "distinguished guests" who bought tickets to enter the venue.

To some extent, he was one of them, hoping Mark Hunt would win.

However, it is not entirely worry-free.

If by any chance, this group of black fans clashes with Du Sheng and the situation escalates, it will be troublesome.

Prevention is the best policy.

Matsushima Fujisawa immediately instructed:

"Send more security guards, at least a dozen. If there are not enough, ask other colleagues to help maintain order."

The security captain took immediate action.

Ten minutes later, more than a dozen security guards were deployed around the ring to maintain order.

The crowd of onlookers grew larger and larger.

As Du Sheng stepped onto the stage, he suddenly heard a shout.

"Our slogan!"

At the entrance, Saburo Matsuda shouted loudly.

"Oriental coward, the laughing stock of the boxing world!"

"Oriental coward, the laughing stock of the boxing world!"

"Oriental coward, the laughing stock of the boxing world!"

Zheng Ziyan, Zhang Haolong and others entered the venue and also noticed the conspicuous sign.

They were stunned for a moment, then smiled strangely.

'That's it? ’

They thought the local boxing fans would cause some big commotion.

In the end, all we got was this insignificant banner display.

They felt a little disappointed.

You are really too young and don’t know the routine.

Zheng Ziyan suppressed her laughter and motioned to the fat man to take a picture of the scene, while glancing at Du Sheng.

As expected, Du Sheng was calm and not disturbed at all.

On the contrary, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he seemed to be smiling.

This show is quite effective.

It also saves him from having to fabricate news conflicts.

A gimmick, for sure.

It can be seen that this group of black fans are not completely useless.

However, these boos and scoldings are just that and cannot make headlines.

To ensure the box office and ratings tonight, and also to boost reputation.

After thinking about it, Du Sheng decided to make the situation bigger.

As he was walking, he suddenly stopped and whispered something to the person beside him.

Zhang Haolong was trying not to laugh, but suddenly he was filled with anger, pointing at the group of haters and yelling:

"A bunch of shit, who are you calling a boxing clown?"

Ma Yaowei and Wang Yaoyang were not upset about losing and followed suit with ridicule:

"You can't even make it to the quarterfinals, you're really a clown!"

"K1 GP has been held for so many years, but we can't even get a runner-up. It's a joke."

After hearing the translation, Saburo Matsuda and others became furious and pushed the security guards aside and rushed over.

at this time--

Whoosh!
Just as they approached, a mineral water bottle hit them on the head.

The banner with "Eastern Coward" written on it exploded instantly!

Wood chips and water splashed everywhere, and everyone was soaked.

This was like stirring up a hornet's nest.

Reporters such as Zheng Ziyan were excited and pressed the shutter buttons one after another.

Saburo Matsuda and more than 20 others were immediately furious. How dare they be so arrogant in their home court?
They picked up benches and tried to rush forward, but were stopped by a dozen security guards who reacted quickly.

Fortunately, Matsushima Fujisawa had anticipated this and avoided a conflict.

Du Sheng felt a little sorry when he saw this, and sighed provocatively:
"I can knock down ten of these noobs with one punch, but it's a pity that I don't have the chance to show it."

Wang Yaoyang suppressed his laughter and said with a sharp edge:
"Brother Sheng, forget it. They are here to scam me. I can't afford to pay if they get hurt or die!"

"You oriental coward, you piece of trash, I'm going to beat you down today!"

Saburo Matsuda was furious, veins popped out on his face, and he was determined to break free from his restraints.

Kenji Tsuruta calmed down and hugged him tightly.

.........

(End of this chapter)