There came a burst of shouts and whistles from the audience, the decibels in the boxing hall reached a peak.Tang Yan was not only up, but his dancing brown eyes showed that he was ready for a fight. Okamoto grinned.
He saw Tang Yan start striding towards him with determination in his eyes.
Tang Yan bounded across the ring, coming in low and hard, mauling with both hands. The two roughly traded blows.
But Okamoto accidentally fouled Tang Yan and the referee parted them.
Tang Yan came out fast, stabbing Okamoto with a long left and before Okamoto could get set to throw a punch back Tang Yan threw a long right and Okamoto blinked as it smacked against the side of his jaw.
Okamoto instinctively lanced out with a left to Tang Yan"s nose and a spate of blood showed on his upper lip.
Okamoto lunged inside, taking another hook to the side of the head but he continued working both his arms lighting up Tang Yan with body shots.
The color drained out of Tang Yan"s face, there was blood dripping from it. He took two more stiff joks to the ribs before he tied up Okamoto. For a moment his legs felt rubbery. This was the toughest fight he had fought so far. He couldn"t help but laugh at himself cynically, even with a system he was still struggling to match up.
Okamoto pushed Tang Yan away with a surge of his shoulders and sent in a straight left that crashed between Tang Yan"s nose and cheek- bone. Tang Yan"s head went back as if on a hinge and Okamoto hit him again while his chin was still tilted.
Tang Yan backed away, hectically retreating back.
Okamoto put up his hands not chasing.
Tang Yan calmed himself and ordered his mind.
He knew this wasn"t the time or place to have such thoughts plus in this life he wasn"t just fighting for himself but his family, to change his fate and that of his mothers.
He side stepped around Okamoto rapidly and threw a sharp left hook.
Okamoto saw the left coming and he moved his head a little, intending to roll with it, then bore in with savage shots to Tang Yan"s midsection.
But he was caught on the cheekbone. There was an explosion of sparks before his eyes. He was. .h.i.t by an unsuspected right to his jaw from the other side and he grabbed desperately for a clinch. Something ripped into his body and he clung tighter. He threw his weight forward and locked together, the two staggered across the ring.
But Tang Yan slipped out his hold and an uppercut crashed against his chin and he was down. Okamoto stayed there until his head cleared.
His temper began to p.r.i.c.kle. He was slightly annoyed at himself for allowing such a lousy feint to lead him on like that.
He climbed slowly to his feet and crouched, holding a tight guard. Tang Yan came at him, weaving lithely. Okamoto didn"t throw a punch. He ducked and weaved through his attacks, waiting for a chance to get in close where he could do the most damage.
Tang Yan"s left flickered time and again over his guard and there were punches that stung, but it was the right that Okamoto kept his eye on. He didn"t like the left, but he could take it.
Tang Yan was grinning. He was heated up now and his gloves flickered in and out so effortlessly that there didn"t seem to be any real snap in them. They seemed to lick out, lightly touch Okamoto"s head and snap back into position for the next blow.
Tang Yan went in with his hands a little higher, and this was just what Okamoto had been waiting for — a clearer shot at that midsection. He lunged in, pumping with both hands and felt them land.
But almost simultaneously his head rocked back from two explosions that crashed at his chin. He fell with a thunderous thud and he felt darkness swallow his vision.
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The medical staff were very skilled and a matter of seconds Okamoto was taken away.
Counting this, this was the third boxer to be directly sc.r.a.pped by Tang Yan in this trial.
Tang Yan looked at Okamoto, who was being taken away.
He was breathing erratically, he had felt his first sense of dread during this fight.
The crowd became hectic launching into cheers and chants.
"Tang Yan! Tang Yan! Tang Yan!" "Boxing Killer! Boxing Killer! Boxing Killer!"
At this time, the most excited person was Lu Yun. After the referee announced that Tang Yan was the 49kg champion of this year"s trials, he rushed into the boxing ring and then like a child, holding up Tang Yan was shouting and cheering.
After the fight was over, the award ceremony was held for each weight cla.s.s.
Most of the audience stayed behind to watch Tang Yan stand on the podium.
Every time a Chinese boxer came up the crowd launched into wild cheers, when Tang Yan and Lu Yun were on stage, the scene was thrilling.
The award was presented by the head of the AIBA (Amateur International Boxing a.s.sociation), Val Chowdhury.
But when the awards were given, the audience found another very interesting tidbit.
The match for third and fourth place was cancelled and Lu Yun won the bronze medal.
Because Gonzalez was in the hospital at this time.
In a similar situation, Okamoto had a broken jaw, so he could only be replaced by his coach who came to receive his award.
This all just added fuel to Tang Yan"s nickname as a "Boxing Killer".
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After winning the trials, Tang Yan also got a place for the Asian Games becoming the first athlete in history to partic.i.p.ate in both archery and boxing.
Although the attention on these two events in China wasn"t particularly high, because of this dual ident.i.ty, the attention he received was unprecedented.
There was a swarm of sponsors looking for the archery team and boxing team to talk about endors.e.m.e.nts, but because the Asian Games were fast approaching the head coaches on both sides declined.
Tang Yan"s schedule was to become extremely compact.
For him who won two gold medals, neither the General Administration of Sports nor the Chinese Archery a.s.sociation would treat him badly.
The deputy director of the General Administration of Sports sent them a message promising, as long as Tang Yan won a gold model for archery, the country would definitely not mistreat him and would reward him immensely.
For these verbal promises, Tang Yan didn"t care too much, he just laughed and agreed to do his best.
However, the actions of the Chinese Archery a.s.sociation made him celebrate in glee.
This time, the a.s.sociation directly sent him ¥100,000 yuan as a reward for his achievements.,000