Domination in America, Starting from being a Boxing Champion-Chapter 512 - 408 Boxing_2

Link felt a bit of pressure, so after Ivanka took over Lionsgate Films, he quickly returned to the training ground.

These days, he was training for more than ten hours every day, from dawn to dusk, tirelessly.

One reason for such high-intensity training was that last year, while filming Captain America, his weight had gone up to 80 kilograms, and the Super Middleweight competition weight limit is 76 kilograms, so he needed to shed four kilograms of muscle.

But the muscle on his body was all built from the daily training of the past year, without an ounce of extra fat, making it difficult to lose in a short time.

However, it wouldn't matter if he didn't lose the weight before the match, according to professional competition rules. If he was over the weight limit by one kilogram, he'd have to pay a fine of 100,000 US dollars to compensate his opponent. He only needed to pay up to four or five hundred thousand US dollars.

Bang, bang, bang!

Drenched in sweat, with his tough fists clenched, Link pounded the punching bag again and again.

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The punching bag, filled with sand, sawdust, and grains, showed several visible dents, and the hook was swaying slightly.

Because of the long practice, a fine sheen of sweat appeared on his bronze skin.

With his movements, the sweat slid down his solid muscles. His sweat-soaked waistband of his tracksuit clung tightly to his steely waist.

"Hey, Link, want to spar?"

Hearing the shout, Link stopped and looked over to the training area corridor with surprise.

There was De La Hoya, wearing a sports vest and shorts, walking over with boxing gloves on, bumping his fists together with a challenging look on his face.

"Why aren't you in a suit today?"

"Cut the crap, dare you fight me again? Last year in Las Vegas, I was affected by the concert, didn't perform well. If I'm at my normal level, I can match you, and at my best, I have a good chance of beating you. Do you acknowledge this?"

Hoyle approached Link and said.

"Heh, Hoyle, you've been losing for half a year now, what's the point of boasting at this time, hoping to defeat Link with talk?"

Morales set down his barbell and sat up to retort.

"Shut up! You've been sparring with Link for over two years; I thought you could beat Andre Ward and earn the right to fight Link, but you didn't make it. You should reflect on yourself, concentrate on your training, and try to win back in the next fight, instead of talking back to me, a former world boxing champion."

Hoyle glanced at him and said.

Morales shrugged his shoulders and stopped speaking. Last year, he participated in the WBO qualifying matches, winning all four fights and claiming the WBO North America championship title, ranking third within the organization.

At the beginning of the year, the Big Four organizations hosted a round-robin tournament, inviting the top three from each organization to participate. The winner would get the chance to fight Link.

Over three matches, he won the first two, but in the final WBC-WBO championship unifier, he faced Andre Ward. The two fought twelve rounds and Morales was hit multiple times but managed to stay on his feet.

In the end, he lost to Andre Ward with a considerable score difference of 108:118, 110:117, 109:116.

And with that, he lost the chance to fight Link.

If he could have fought Link, his popularity and appearance fee might have doubled, but unfortunately, he didn't seize the opportunity.

Hearing Hoyle's words, Morales didn't argue, just continued lifting the barbell.

"Andre Ward is very strong, able to be ranked in the top ten of the P4P list. It's quite an achievement for Morales to last 12 rounds against him. Maybe he should consider fighting for a title in one of the smaller organizations."

Link paused and said.

"How many years are you planning to dominate the Super Middleweight division?"

Hoyle asked.

"Wait till I get my hands on the Light Heavyweight Golden Belt, then maybe next year I'll give up the Super Middleweight and focus on Light Heavyweight fights."

Link said.

"That's good to hear. After you dominated the Super Middleweight, boxers like Andre Dirrell and Jean Pascal have escaped the division, with some moving down to Middleweight and others up to Light Heavyweight. If you're in Super Middleweight for five years, the boxers in this division will probably be gone, and the place could even become barren."

Hoyle retorted.

Link smiled faintly, took a sip of water, put on his boxing gloves, and invited Hoyle to step onto the ring for a bout.

Hoyle didn't refuse and joined him in the ring for ten rounds, with Coach Brooks refereeing.

As the fight began, Hoyle still used his advantage, which was his super fast punching speed.

Each time he hit his target, his fists would relentlessly hit the opponent, just like raindrops.

He was almost unbeatable in the Lightweight and Middleweight divisions due to not only his fast punch speed but also the heaviness of his punches, once creating a record of 31 undefeated fights.

Later, when he faced Mayweather, Pacquiao, and Hopkins.

Mayweather and Pacquiao also had a very fast punch speed, possibly even faster than his, so Hoyle couldn't win against them. Hopkins, with his sturdy build, resilience, and decent speed, was a match Hoyle couldn't win either.

Last year, in Las Vegas, he continued to use his quick punches against Link.

It was said that months before the fight, he even flew to Cuba to seek tactical advice from Felix Savon, a coach of the Cuban national boxing team, trying to surprise Link with a guerilla warfare strategy in the ring.

During the fight, his quick punches and guerilla tactics indeed caused some troubles for Link.

But Link's boxing speed was not inferior, and his reaction speed was even faster, and more critically, Link's punches were far heavier than his.

Hoyle's ten punches did not compare to one punch from Link.

Ultimately, Link cornered him against the left post in the third round and delivered a rapid succession of punches that ended with a knockout, finishing the match.