Domination in America, Starting from being a Boxing Champion

"Wow, a rear hook punch!"

Someone exclaimed.

Yes, a rear hook punch, Link took advantage of his opponent's poor defense and smashed his opponent's raised left forearm with a rear hook punch, carrying massive momentum into Miko's left cheek.

Bang!

Miko's head was struck by the rear hook punch, his left face instantly distorted, his jawbone shifted to the right, and his hair and saliva violently flung to the side.

Speed suddenly increased.

Miko thudded, side-falling onto the boxing ring.

"Woah!!"

The crowd was silent for over a second, then suddenly burst into a huge cry of astonishment.

Everyone was surprised and thrilled by the sudden knockout.

Just moments ago, they had seen Link on the receiving end of blows, but in a blink, he counterattacked with a trademark rear hook punch, striking his opponent's head.

"Can Miko still stand?"

"Come on, Miko, get up fast!"

Dino couldn't help but shout out.

Franco and Simon suddenly turned their heads, looking at him suspiciously, on whose side are you?

Dino quickly shut his mouth, clenched his fists, and silently cheered for Miko.

Miko, supporting himself on the ground, slowly stood up, his steps a bit shaky.

Link's rear hook punch was one of the most lethal punches.

In amateur competitions, with headgear for protection, many people still often got knocked out by this punch, and in professional competitions without the cushion of headgear, the lethality of the rear hook punch doubled.

Ordinary people simply couldn't handle that 3,400 pounds of impact.

But Miko was not an ordinary person; he had excellent resilience to blows, struggling on the ground for a few seconds, supporting himself with his arms, and slowly standing up.

The referee walked in front of Miko and asked if he could continue the fight.

Miko stared at Link and nodded, indicating he could.
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Link also secretly admired him, "He's a tough guy."

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"Boxing!"

The match resumed.

Miko beat his chest, glaring fiercely at Link.

Link also stared at his opponent, swinging his fists, taking the initiative to attack Miko, who had used up a lot of energy in the first 80 seconds, presenting an opportunity for counterattack.

He punched at Miko's defensive arms one after another.

After taking a few punches, Miko realized he couldn't hold him off, so he gave up on defense and launched a counterattack at him.

Bang, bang, bang!

Both fighters gave up defense, swinging heavy punches, energetically attacking each other, each punch making contact.

"Keep going! Come on, Link!"

"Come on, Miko! Hold on Miko!"

As the duo exchanged punches, the shouts from the audience were deafening, almost enough to lift the roof off the Hardstone Gymnasium.

Since Miko initiated the attack first, he consumed more energy than Link and was slower than Link, his defense skills also slackened as his strength drained.

Not even three rounds into the exchange of punches, Link gradually gained the upper hand.

He seized the opportunity, a swift, tricky jab broke through Miko's defense from the left, striking heavily on his chin, making Miko reel backward, saliva flinging from his mouth forming an arc in the air.

Good opportunity!

Almost as Miko recoiled, Link stepped forward, a straight right punch smashing into his opponent's left cheek.

Miko was a tough guy too, extremely resilient, where other opponents would have fallen, 90% of the time after being hit by such heavy punches, he, on the other hand, managed to not fall.

He grabbed the ropes, steadied himself again, and bent down, wrapping his arms around to protect his head.

Miko's coach also shouted from below, "Defense," "Full defense," "Hang in there, the first round is almost over."

Link didn't want to give his opponent a chance to regroup and didn't want to be called a "trash-talker." Biting on his mouthguard, he mustered all his muscles and launched a barrage of attacks against his opponent, punching out eight heavy blows within three seconds.

Bang!

A hook punch struck Miko's cheek, followed by a straight punch that once again slammed into Miko's forehead.

Miko's eyes rolled back as his body swayed, and with a thud, he fell onto the boxing ring.

Link withdrew his fist, looking down at his opponent, unsure if he could stand up again.

If he got up again, this round would be over, and even if he counted it as a win, it wouldn't be a complete victory since it exceeded the 100-second agreement.

"10,9,8,7..."

The referee approached to count, counting down from 10 to 1, Miko, struggling to prop himself up on the ground, failed to stand up even after 10 seconds.

"Yeah! Link won!"

The audience was quiet for two seconds, then suddenly stood up, cheering loudly, as thousands of people shouted together like a tsunami.

Link breathed a sigh of relief and raised his fists high.

"I declare, the winner of this match is Link Baker!"

The ring referee raised Link's arm high.

"Link is the champion!"

"Miko lost? Lost with just a punch?"

Dino was stunned for a moment, quickly grabbed Simon's arm, and checked the time—it showed 100 seconds.

100 seconds? How could it be such a coincidence? Had he won the bet or not?

"I declare, the WBA Super Middleweight championship match is over, and the new WBA Super Middleweight Champion of the World is Link Baker!"

Gilberto Mendoza, the president of the WBA, held the Golden Belt high, announcing loudly to everyone.

He then handed the Golden Belt to Link, along with an $800,000 check, the match prize money, which was the major share for the victor, funded by auctioning the rights to the match.

"Mr. Link Baker, congratulations on becoming the WBA World Champion. I hope you achieve even more in boxing in the future."

President Mendoza said, shaking Link's hand with a smile.

"Thank you!"

"Link, well done, it was a terrific match."

Brentage, chairman of the Miami Sports Commission, Lynn Walker, vice president of the America Association, and the chairman of Florida's Boxing Association, amongst others, climbed onto the ring to congratulate him and take photos with him.

Link thanked them, took the Golden Belt, and raised it high toward the audience.

"King Link! King Link! King Link!"

James, Michael, Reggie, and others were jumping and shouting excitedly.

"King Link! King Link!"

The audience stood, clapping and shouting loud shouts.

Link looked at the glittering Golden Belt under the bright lights.

His eyes glimmered slightly, from the dark mines to the darker underground boxing rings, and then to the boxing rings of America, he had struggled for what seemed like two lifetimes, and today he had finally raised the World Champion's Golden Belt on a world stage.

All the previous efforts had not been in vain, all the previous blood and sweat had not been shed for nothing, every sacrifice had been worth it.

"Link, you are now the World Champion."

Morales, Reggie, Simon, Mario, and Dino shouted as they rushed onto the ring, lifting Link high and tossing him up several times.

Link laughed heartily, knowing that by tomorrow, major media around the world would be reporting his new status as the WBA Champion, a 20-year-old World Champion, wondering if old Liu would feel awestruck at the news...

"Even Miko couldn't stand against him?"

Up in the spectator stands, Greg Cohen looked down at Link in the ring, frowning deeply.

Originally, he had thought about using Pascal, Jermain, and Miko to curb Link's arrogance by making him face setbacks in the matches and then figuring out how to recruit him.

Now that even the former Super Middleweight World Champion Miko had been defeated by Link, continuing to suppress him would be extremely difficult.

"Mr. Cohen, Link is too strong, and he'll also use these moments to boost his presence. For such a boxer, it's best to cooperate with him. Trying to suppress him would only be possible when his skills decline, perhaps a decade from now."

His assistant stated.

Greg Cohen tapped his fingers rapidly on his knee, feeling very aggravated. If only he had agreed to a 70% share when Link proposed it, he wouldn't have missed out on this cash cow.

Given Link's capability to become a World Champion at 20, his potential was indeed no less than that of Mayweather or De La Hoya. Giving him a 70% share was not too much.

Unfortunately, he had underestimated Link at the time.