Boxer Novels & Stories

"Long Haisheng, how are you feeling? Are you scared? Are you nervous? Losing one more round, you'll be kicked out of Jiangnan City." Long Haisheng replied with a grim face, "Li Ao, it's a best of three. Isn't it too early for you to get so happy?" "I tell you what, Long Haisheng. The victory has to be mine." Li Ao said proudly, "That young master is Bancha, a boxing champion I invited from Thailand. He was called the Iron Fist Arhat. Those fellows of yours wouldn't be his match even if they fought him together. You can send them here if you don't mind they'll live or die."

I think it’s the killer’s next target: Prince Abdullahi Salim. Miriam snatched the paper from Donovan and widened her eyes to read the red handwriting which read: Next Game: Prince of Dubai; Saturday 4th of April. In a reflex, Miriam shot a stern look at one of the cops and ordered him to get Carlos and his management team under their custody for interrogations about the gaffer's whereabouts.

He doesn't take his name in front of his mother. He doesn't know why she hates him so much. But no matter. For him. He will always be his hero. Zander King. The Empire king of this world. The most powerful figure in the entire world, the undefeated King.

"Oh, come on, you don't think I missed the Tapout sticker on your notebook?" I raised my brows in realization, "Ah." "So, are you a boxer?" "Kickboxing is my Forte. I have legs, I like to use them." Daniel laughed and suddenly one of the coaches that were by the ring walked up to me. He was tall but bulky, kind of like Sylvester Stalone in Rocky, he appeared to be around his 50's or so with peppered hair. "Did I hear someone mention kickboxing? We don't have many of those here."

"Stay focused, Baron. Andito na si Alfred. Whatever happens, make yourself look intimidating." Tumango si Baron, at agad na sinunod ang instruction ni Victoria sa kanya. Hindi naman mahirap para sa kanya ang gawing intimidating ang sarili dahil boksingero siya dati. Hindi pa man nagsisimula ang laban sa ring ay nagsisimula na ang giyera kahit sa weigh-in pa lamang. In a way, boxing is a psychological warfare. It's either you intimidate or you get intimidated.

-Tomorrow my boy fights and I want you to go see him and tell me what you think- he says as I approach him once I'm off the treadmill. -And why do I have to go, I mean, my opinion is no big deal- I say with a shrug. - You have the blood of a Walker in your veins and you know a lot about boxing, since you were a little girl- he answers confidently. -All right, then send me the address and the time of the fight so I don't forget, what's his name- I ask. -The devil Cambell - he answers smiling. -Okay, as you say- I make a gesture of indifference.

I plead, but recieve no reply, and simply get pushed down on the sofa in the living room, in front of the television. Amber looks at Liam and lets out a deep breath. "Okay, you feeling okay, Soph? Everything fine?" she asks and I groan. "Just tell me." I demand and she nods, moving to the side, and then turns on the television. Axel. On BBC, there's a picture of Axel, leaving a building that looks a lot like a gym, and there's writing that says:"NEW CHAMPION: MEET THE BOXER WHO HAS BEATEN THE BEST FIGHTER IN THE WORLD!"

"And by 'someone like you' I mean a boxer who's so junior to him. He has fought against all sorts of National champions, right?" "Although that did sting, I'll provide you a little context. Your champion boxer hasn't won quite a lot of his fights recently," he laughs, the obnoxious and dreadful sound causing my heart to drop to my stomach where it twists in disgust. "You can check the record. While I have been maintaining a good streak as of now. So it's clear, he wants to bring his competition down."

As soon as the words left his mouth, Rockmight had already launched the second round of attacks, preparing to take down Devastation in one fell swoop. Just then, an evil and bizarre smile flashed across Devastation's face. “Someone once said that I was a cripple and could never learn boxing in this lifetime, but I've never believed that. “I believe that a cripple can kill the best boxer in the world. Muay Thai is the most brutal boxing style in the world. I've always wondered how powerful the strongest Muay Thai champion would be, and that’s you. “But, you have disappointed me, and now I know that this so-called strongest and fiercest boxing technique is nothi

The boxer looked at Samuel, who was wearing a mask, and said with a smile, "Dude, be careful. My fists are not for fun. If you are killed by my fists, you should put in a good word for me when you meet Yama." Samuel smiled and didn't say anything. He crooked his finger at the boxer. The boxer's face turned grim. He exerted his strength with his legs and moved forward. Samuel leaned to one side to dodge the punch.