Chapter 347 Click
The host on the scene was the famous boxing host Hawkrum, who began his performance in a passionate tone.

"ladies and gentlemen……"

"An exciting MMA match is about to begin, and we will once again see the incredible fighting power of the Kung Fu King."

"What methods do you expect him to use to destroy his opponent?"

"Is it his thousand-pound punch?"

"Or his Sky Arc Whirlwind Kill?"

"Oh ho!"

Madison Square Garden was suddenly filled with warm cheers.

The 3000 Japanese who came from afar were very dissatisfied with the host's words. Even if this is Wolverine's home court, could you at least mention Asashoryu?

Hawkrum continued, "Now let me introduce the Kung Fu King's opponent tonight. He is a Mongolian from Japan, the 68th Yokozuna-level sumo king of Japan. His name is... Chao! Qing! Long!"

"Oh ho!"

Three thousand Japanese and dozens of Japanese female stars, dozens of Mongolians from Outer Mongolia, and several Hollywood stars all cheered.

Hokrum continued: "Asashoryu, 25 years old, 184 cm tall, 400 pounds, about 181 kg..."

"Ma Sang, please applaud and cheer for our warriors." Sun Zhenyi shouted excitedly.

As a fan of Asashoryu, Ma Ali was all smiles and clapped continuously.

At this time, Asashoryu appeared.

She wore a black loincloth around her crotch and had her hair in a Japanese bun. When she walked, her fat body swayed, which was quite spectacular.

He knew that He Zhongqiu's punch was powerful, so he deliberately increased his weight from 154 kg to the current 181 kg in order to enhance his ability to withstand blows.

Of course, most of the weight he gained was fat.

These thick layers of fat accumulate on the chest, abdomen, back and legs. Even his face and internal organs are covered with a thick layer of fat. They are the best buffer layer that can protect him very well. Even a thousand-pound punch cannot hurt him.

However, his excessive weight also greatly reduced his agility.

His original weight allowed him to maintain quite good agility and explosive power among sumo wrestlers, but now these have been reduced.

With the help of his team, he slowly climbed onto the 6m x 6m ring.

This is his first time appearing on a ring in the United States. He is very happy and looks forward to gaining recognition from Americans.

As an Outer Mongolian, he also very much wants to defeat the Kung Fu King.

Hawkram continued, "Now, it's time to invite our Kung Fu King..."

"Kung Fu King! Kung Fu King..."

Before he could finish his words, huge cheers rang out in unison in Madison Square Garden, much louder than when Qinglong had just appeared.

Except for 3,000 Japanese and a small number of Outer Mongolians, the remaining 18,000 people were all cheering for the Mid-Autumn Festival.

He Zhongqiu entered the field from the player tunnel wearing a bright red cloak. The huge cheers suddenly intensified, and it was not enough to describe it as overwhelming.

A large number of NBA stars and Hollywood celebrities hugged and fist-bumped him on both sides of the aisle and gave him their blessings.

Jordan shouted loudly: "Sands Gaming Company has opened a handicap for you to knock out Asashoryu within 30 seconds. I bet $300,000. Don't let me lose."

"Ten seconds?"

He Zhongqiu glared at Jordan. Didn't you see that he was full of fat? His face and neck were all fat. How could I knock him out in ten seconds?
On the ESPN live commentary booth, the commentators are Hans Meister and Imerson Kroos.

At this time, Meester suddenly shouted excitedly: "Great, there are still five minutes left in the game. The current PPV sales have exceeded the sales of Wolverine vs. South Korean Choi Hong-man."

"How much?" Cruise asked excitedly.

"It's currently 230 million," said Meister.

"It's not surprising, that was in Korea, this is in New York," Cruise laughed.

"Mid-Autumn Festival is here!"

"This is such a grand occasion, haha, it's too grand!"

CCTV also invested three million US dollars to purchase the television broadcast rights, and the on-site commentators were Sun Zhenping and Han Qiaoshen.

"The last time we fought against the Korean guy, he was knocked out in two seconds. Will it be two seconds this time as well?" Sun Zhenping said with a smile.

Han Qiaoshen said with a smile: "We have finally flown over 10,000 kilometers, and it only takes two seconds to explain. That, what, is not a big deal, right?"

"Haha..." Sun Zhenping laughed.

At this time, He Zhongqiu came to the bottom of the ring and accepted the inspection of the referee.

Ma Ali, who was standing on the Japanese side, wanted to come over, but he did not act because of Sun Zhenyi's face.

With the help of Jordan and Johnson, He Zhongqiu stepped onto the ring.

At this time, Meister said excitedly: "Great! The data started to explode, now it is 280 million."

Cruise said expectantly, "The top three records for sports PPV sales all belong to Wolverine, which are 429 million, 423 million, and 322 million respectively. I hope tonight's sales can be in the top three."

Meister said: "There are still three minutes left in the match, so there is still a chance. However, the opponent is not well-known in the United States and is a sumo wrestler, so the PPV potential is not very great."

Cruise suddenly said with some regret: "In fact, with the strength of the Kung Fu King, his opponents are all weak, otherwise the PPV sales would not be limited to this. With the influence of the Kung Fu King, I think it can even exceed 10 million."

Meister nodded and said, "I heard that Wolverine's company is working with Arum and other boxing promoters to organize a world boxing championship match with Dmitriy Yakovlev, and I hope it will be successful.

At present, Dwyane Wade is the strongest in the heavyweight division, and I think the PPV sales of that fight can break the current record."

"when!"

At this time, the bell for the first round rang.

Asashoryu did not assume a boxing stance. He first performed the moves of the Dust Hand Water, then the Shikiri, followed by the Four-legged Knuckle, then the Crouching Knuckle, and finally began to gather his energy, a full set of sumo rituals and preparatory movements.

He Zhongqiu did not strike a boxing stance, and both his expression and body posture were very loose.

"Ready!"

On the stage, the referee shouted loudly.

"Three million!" Hans Meister suddenly shouted excitedly.

"Fight!"

On the stage, after both sides are ready, the referee gives another order and the first round officially begins.

The next moment, Chao Qinglong, who was in a crouching position, suddenly took a step forward. With his huge and fat body rushing forward, the momentum was extremely fierce. The heavy footsteps sounded like a war drum, and his palms half extended in front of his chest suddenly pushed towards He Zhongqiu opposite him.

If this hits, with Asashoryu's tonnage and impact force, he can definitely knock He Zhongqiu away, or even directly knock him out of the ring.

According to the established rules, if a fighter is knocked out of the ring and cannot return to the ring within 20 seconds, he will be declared the loser. At this moment, He Zhongqiu slid to the left very quickly and dodged from the front.

The next moment, Chao Qinglong's right arm suddenly opened, and the extremely fat and strong arm blocked He Zhongqiu like a huge tree.

If He Zhongqiu was caught by Asashoryu's arm, he would also be hung up and fly, and there is a greater chance that his body would be controlled by the opponent.

Then he will be caught by Asashoryu and thrown out of the ring, or he will be left without any chance of fighting back using sumo techniques such as Yosakiri and Guai. The chance of him being directly KOed is very high.

He Zhongqiu reacted instantly, taking a horse stance, bending his waist, and doing the Iron Bridge move, allowing Asashoryu's thick arm to sweep over him.

The next moment, he did a hanging move, with his hands on the ground and his feet hanging upside down on Asashoryu's back.

"Crack! Crack!"

With a loud thumping sound, Asashoryu, who was already charging forward fiercely, slammed headfirst into the guardrail rope with an even more ferocious posture.

Fortunately, the three guardrail ropes were quite strong, which allowed him to stop. His big hands also grabbed the guardrail ropes in time, preventing him from falling out of the ring.

"Oh!"

There were huge exclamations and cheers at the scene.

"Beautiful! Zhongqiu performed the Iron Bridge move, which is called the Iron Bridge, right? Then follow it up with an Inverted Golden Hook." Han Qiaoshen said excitedly.

"Yes, the iron bridge in martial arts." Sun Zhenping said with a smile.

"Oh, this is the way Neo dodged bullets in The Matrix. So beautiful!" Hans Meister shouted excitedly in the ESPN commentary booth.

"This is a move from Chinese martial arts." Cruise said with a smile.

He Zhongqiu disdains to attack his opponent from behind and does not take the opportunity to attack, which makes Jordan so anxious that he yells from below: "Wolverine, what are you waiting for? Kill him quickly!"

"I X!"

He Zhongqiu then remembered that Jordan had placed a bet to KO Asashoryu in thirty seconds.

"Bang! Bang..."

At this time, Chao Qinglong turned around and rushed towards him again.

He Zhongqiu suddenly took a quick step, jumped up, and rolled forward, flying over Asashoryu's head. While rolling forward, he kicked back with both feet suddenly, kicking Asashoryu's back with extremely ferocious force.

These two kicks were much more powerful than the previous inverted hook kick, and they caused Chao Qinglong to crash headfirst into a pillar. The pillar shook violently and showed signs of being broken.

The next moment, He Zhongqiu's attack began.

"Snapped!"

He took a step forward, and when Asashoryu turned around, he raised his right leg high and kicked Asashoryu in the face with a split kick.

Under the huge explosive force, Chao Qinglong's head buzzed and he became confused for an instant.

The next moment, He Zhongqiu turned around and kicked.

This turn and kick was different from that of ordinary people. His whole body jumped in the air, and when he turned and kicked, his right foot kicked Asashoryu in the face with the most ferocious force.

"Oh!"

Under the terrifying power bursting out, Chao Qinglong was kicked violently backwards, and with a click, the pillar broke. His huge and fat body also flipped backwards, and with a bang, he fell under the ring.

"Oh ho!"

Like a volcanic eruption, huge cheers instantly rang out in Madison Square Garden.

"KO! KO! KO..."

A huge "KO" sound was then heard, which was the cheers of countless fans celebrating Zhongqiu.

The referee jumped off the stage and found that Asashoryu was still unconscious, but his neck had been broken and he could not move from the neck down. A foul smell of urine wafted into his nose, and it was obvious that he had lost control of his bowels and bladder.

With his arms apart, he declared the game over.

"boom!"

In Madison Square Garden, huge cheers rang out again.

"Oh ho!"

Jordan excitedly climbed toward the stage.

"KO! He Zhongqiu, the Kung Fu King from China and New York, KO'd Japan's 68th Yokozuna Asashoryu in the th second of the first round."

Hans Meister shouted excitedly in the ESPN live commentary booth.

Imerson Cruz said excitedly: "The opponent was too weak. The final PPV sales stopped at 311 million. It's a pity that we didn't make it into the top three."

"Congratulations Zhongqiu, this time it lasted more than twenty seconds, haha!" Sun Zhenping laughed.

"The commercial has only been aired once, what should we do?" Han Qiaoshen couldn't help laughing.

Masayoshi Son thought that Asashoryu could KO the Kung Fu King as long as he seized the opportunity with his extremely strong ability to withstand blows, but the result was very disappointing to him.

"Masang, I'm so sorry for letting you witness a defeat." He said apologetically.

"It's okay, it's okay." Ma Ali said with a smile.

He Zhongqiu came to the stage and accepted interviews from the media.

"Wolverine, do you know how much money you made from this game?" asked the first reporter who asked the question.

He Zhongqiu glanced at the logo on the reporter's microphone. The New York Times?
He laughed and said, "I'm confused. Excuse me, didn't the New York Times want to ban me? Why did you interview me?"

The reporter quickly explained, "Wolverine, I'm a sports reporter. In fact, the New York Times sports section has never banned you, but the editor-in-chief didn't put your news on the front page."

"Sorry, I don't know how much I earned." He Zhongqiu said calmly.

A reporter from the New York Sports Daily said, "Wolverine, the PPV sales are 311 million. Your share is 45%, which is $1.38 million. Add in the appearance fee and the bonus pool, and you earned $26 million in 2.38 seconds."

"Wow!"

There were exclamations of envy at the scene.

He Zhongqiu corrected with a smile: "Half of my income will be distributed to the company."

"The company is yours." A reporter immediately reminded.

He Zhongqiu laughed but said nothing.

After the game, He Zhongqiu took a group of friends to a party at the hotel in Madison Square Garden.

As a result of this battle, the company and He Zhongqiu's combined gross revenue reached 3 million US dollars, and Frank threw a grand party.

(End of this chapter)