章 111: Chapter 111: A Date with a Beauty
Even without Ivanka's invitation, Link would have gone to the scene to watch the match between Evander Holyfield and the "Eastern Giant" Nikolai Valuev.
Not only him, but also Dino, Nora Duva, Coach Brooks, and the professional boxers at the training ground were planning to go and see it.
This was because Holyfield was the top boxer under Main Events, and Valuev was a fierce fighter under Top Rank. This match was jointly promoted by the two companies.
It was reported that the prize money for this match was about 5 million US dollars.
As the current WBA champion, Valuev would take the lion's share of the appearance fee, while Holyfield's appearance fee would be between 700,000 and 1 million US dollars, more than 20 times less than his appearance fee for the second fight with Tyson in 1997.
Despite this, Holyfield was still happy to fight.
On the one hand, he wanted to win the WBA gold belt again. If he succeeded, he would become the only boxer in boxing history to win the WBA heavyweight title five times.
On the other hand, it was said that Holyfield's investment was also affected by the financial crisis, and he had a large amount of debt, just like Tyson.
After the car arrived at Madison Square Garden, Link separated from the people from the boxing gym and entered a luxury box on the second floor of the arena from the east entrance, which had a very good view.
Ivanka was the only one in the box. She had long, straight blond hair, and was wearing a white turtleneck sweater and slim-fitting straight pants, showing off her tall and curvy figure. She was standing in front of the panoramic floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the lively scene with her arms crossed.
Link greeted her, took off his coat, hung it next to Ivanka's, and walked to the window to look out.
The WBO super middleweight match was being held on the stage as a warm-up match for the heavyweight match.
He knew one of the two fighters, Andre Ward, a dark-skinned man who had won the gold medal in the light heavyweight category at the 2004 Athens Olympics and was the current WBO North American super middleweight intercontinental champion.
After more than a month of competition, the WBO ranking competition had ended. Texas boxer Esteban Camou had defeated many opponents and won the qualification to challenge Andre Ward.
In the second round, Esteban was more active, constantly waving his fists and attacking Andre Ward's head.
However, Andre's defensive skills were very good, and his footwork was also very flexible. He kept retreating while fighting, and every time he retreated, he was just out of reach of his opponent. As soon as his opponent attacked, he would immediately dodge. If his opponent didn't attack, he would take the initiative to harass him. His style was very cunning.
In the three minutes of the second round, Esteban punched more than 90 times and was covered in sweat, while Andre punched very few times and his movements were still very flexible.
At the beginning of the third round, Andre continued to harass his opponent, luring Esteban to attack. Until 140 seconds into the third round, Esteban took two steps back and took the initiative to distance himself from Andre, wanting to slow down the pace of the attack.
Just then, Andre made his move. He followed his opponent closely and punched continuously, one punch after another, hitting Esteban's body. Four consecutive combinations broke through his opponent's defense, and a heavy punch landed on his opponent's left forehead.
Esteban was knocked down, then quickly got up, and was knocked down again by Andre's heavy punch, got up again, and was knocked down again.
After being knocked down three times in one round, the referee called a timeout, asked to end the match, and declared Andre the winner.
Clap, clap, clap!
There was a burst of warm applause from the audience, and Link also clapped his hands.
It had to be said that Andre fought very well. His technique, speed, and punch strength were all very good, and his tactics were also very good. He was a high-level boxer.
"Link, the news said that your fighting style is very similar to Andre's, a combination of strength and technique. If you fight him, can you win the match in 100 seconds?"
Ivanka turned her head and asked.
"Yes!"
Link thought for a moment and nodded slightly.
At the same time, he was also thinking about how he would defeat Andre Ward if he encountered him. Ward was the light heavyweight gold medalist at the 2004 Athens Olympics and had moved down to super middleweight in pursuit of a world title.
His punch power was rated A+, technique A+, speed A+, ring tactics A+, stamina and resilience were unknown, but overall he was an opponent no weaker than Aragon.
If he fought Ward now, with his punching power and speed, he had a 50% chance of knocking him out within 100 seconds, and the other 50% depended on Ward's resilience and defensive abilities. If he delayed the fight for a few months, allowing his strength and speed to improve further through training, the probability of defeating Ward within 100 seconds would also increase significantly.
Therefore, he had enough confidence to say yes to Ivanka's question.
"Are you always so confident?" Ivanka smiled at him.
Link shrugged and joked, "My skills are too high to allow me to be modest."
"Tsk!"
Ivanka glanced at him and chuckled softly.
Link had said this to a reporter before the finals of the amateur Golden Gloves tournament.
After being reported by the media, everyone thought he was a very arrogant and individualistic person. This style would make some people like him and some people hate him. Those who liked him became his fans, and those who hated him would criticize him online.
But as he became an Olympic champion and WBA super middleweight champion, those who liked him liked him even more, and those who hated him were also conquered by his strength and changed their attitude, becoming his die-hard fans.
So Link didn't mind being hated. As long as he kept doing his own thing, he believed that one day, these people would be conquered by his performance and turn from haters to fans.
"Link, you seem humble and gentle in private, but become arrogant and high-profile in public. Is this your persona?"
Ivanka asked, smiling at him.
"Sort of. Dynasty Promotions is still a small company, and to gain a foothold in the boxing world, I need to learn to promote myself."
"You're doing a great job. Few boxers have achieved such high visibility and prize money comparable to top boxers right from the start of their careers."
Ivanka smiled.
Link smiled. Although he was doing well, he was still far behind the likes of Mayweather, De La Hoya, Mayweather Jr., Roy Jones Jr., and the Klitschko brothers, and needed to continue working hard.
Ivanka brushed her golden hair aside and invited Link to sit down, pouring him a glass of white wine.
Link sat opposite her, quietly watching her open the wine and pour it.
Ivanka was 26 years old this year, at the most charming time for a woman, mature, sexy, intelligent, and elegant. Her every move exuded charm, and her every smile was captivating. She also had fair skin, a peach-like figure, and long, slender legs.
For such a woman, both physically and in terms of status, men would feel a strong physiological impulse and desire to conquer.
But after calming down, he would think of more.
Ivanka was a wealthy heiress, a New York socialite, who had grown up with the shrewd Mr. Trump in American high society. Her knowledge and experience far exceeded his own, and she was also a shrewd woman.
If she just wanted to exchange some bodily fluids with him, it would have been convenient in Miami and wouldn't have waited until now.
Now that she had suddenly asked him out, Link felt that her purpose was probably not a date, but something else.
(End of Chapter)
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