Domination in America, Starting from being a Boxing Champion

After the match, Link walked down the boxing ring carrying two golden belts, surrounded by a crowd.

"Link, well done!"

Coach Brooks came over and patted his shoulder, "You’re just too good, and you didn’t give me a chance to show my skills."

Link smiled lightly and said he might need his advice for the next match, and then he took the clothes Anna handed him and put them on.

Although his body was dripping with sweat, and wearing clothes might be uncomfortable, in September London was a bit chilly. Wearing a coat could keep him warm and prevent his muscles from cooling down too quickly and getting strained.

"Hey, Link, next time you fight like that, remind me," he almost had a heart attack while watching the match.

Franco said with a laugh, patting his chest.

Link laughed out loud and bumped fists with him, "Next time you watch my match, you don’t have to think too much, just know that I will definitely win."

"Haha, Link, congratulations on your win, you really are a formidable guy."

Link shrugged his shoulders, "How’s Carl, is he injured?"

"I just checked on him, he’s not too bad, but you really are brutal, not giving Carl any chance."

Eddie Hearn said helplessly.

Carl was one of his boxers, and before the match, to counter Link’s tempestuous offensive rhythm, he had summoned all the coaches to discuss how to block Link’s heavy punches and strong attacks, trying to drag the match into the second round.

After several rounds of negotiation and discussion, the tactic they came up with was to fight speed with speed.

At the start of the match, they launched an attack on Link, the longer they maintained the attack, the greater their hope of victory.

Before the match, Carl Froch underwent special training with the coaching team.

They trained for almost two months.

They thought this strategy would allow Carl to endure a few more rounds, but unfortunately, he was still caught off guard by Link.

Link heard this and smiled, saying if it weren’t for trying to earn a higher share of the PPV and to bring a better viewing experience to the live audience, Carl would have lost even faster.

"Link! You’re the best!"

"Link, I love you!"

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In the stands, many fans were still not leaving and were shouting loudly at Link.

Link waved his hand and walked to the edge of the ring to sign autographs and take photos with the fans.

Seeing that Keira Knightley and Adele were still there, he went over to chat for a bit and thanked them for coming to support him.

Adele joked that he had taken the golden belt that rightfully belonged to the Brits, and now they were on opposing sides.

"Link, BBC presenter Edward Campbell said he wants to interview you on site, do you want to accept?"

Simon pointed to a middle-aged man in a blue suit holding a microphone below the ring.

Link nodded, said a word to Keira and Adele, and followed Simon’s lead to the BBC TV camera.

The match was broadcast jointly by TV stations like BBC and HBO, and participating in this live interview was also part of promoting the match.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Link Baker,"

Host Edward Campbell introduced from behind the camera, then holding the microphone he asked, "Mr. Baker, the match has ended, congratulations on becoming the super middleweight champion of both WBA and WBC organizations."

"Thank you!"

Link waved at the camera.

Host Edward asked, "Mr. Baker, are you satisfied with your performance in this match, and if full marks are ten, how many would you give yourself?"

"Certainly full marks!"

Edward looked at him in surprise, "Previously, when you fought Mikkel Kessler and Jermain Taylor, it only took about 100 seconds, but today’s fight with Carl took nearly a round, don’t you think you are regressing? Can such performance also deserve full marks?"

Link shook his head, "It’s not like that, before the match I told the media I would bring everyone a spectacular match, not rushing to finish, so during the match, I tried my best to perform at my best, not minding how long it took.

At the end of the match, I noticed a lot of people had hoarse voices, which means everyone was really enjoying shouting, and that the match was exciting, wasn’t it?"

Edward thought about it; during the match, the audience’s emotions were indeed very high, and the shouts were continuous.

But everyone was cheering for Carl, hoping Carl could defeat him and take the two golden belts, if Carl had succeeded, the match would have been truly spectacular.

Unfortunately, Link did not cooperate.

Edward shrugged, continuing to ask, "Many netizens commented that in the match just now, Carl’s performance was better than yours, and if it wasn’t for your successful rear hook punch, Carl might not have lost, do you agree with this point?"

Link laughed, "Carl did have a chance to win, but it was very small. If you had watched the match carefully, you would understand that Carl’s tactic was to overpower the weak mercilessly.

Right after the start, he launched a fierce attack on me, aiming to knock me down within the first round, or drag the match into the next round. If he had managed to knock me down in the first round, he would have won;

If he hadn’t won in the first round, after his strong and fierce attacks, his stamina would decrease, leading to a lack of follow-up strength, and my counterattack would arrive on time.

My rear hook punch was executed precisely when he was faltering, and it knocked him down right there. It was not a fluke, but a moment I had seen coming and took advantage of. Even without that punch, the winner would have been me."

Link explained his point earnestly; as an idol boxer, he didn’t want to leave his fans with a bad impression of winning by luck, so it was important to elaborate a bit more.

Host Edward nodded, "Some netizens asked, after the start of the match, you kept retreating as if feigning weakness, then suddenly executed the rear hook punch. Was this a tactic you had predetermined?"

Link shook his head and smiled, "Tactics can’t be predetermined, and I’ve never had the habit of planning tactics before the match starts. I usually decide on suitable tactics based on the opponent’s reactions during the match.

Today Carl went on the offensive, and after he launched the attack, I switched to defense, guarding strictly. In the last ten-plus seconds, when he switched from offense to defense, I switched from defense to offense. This was adapting on the spot, not a preset tactic."

Edward nodded, "Users say that the match was exciting but too short, and they didn’t have enough, feeling a bit of regret. They hope you can have a rematch with Carl, wanting to see if Carl has a chance to beat you. Have you considered a second fight with Carl?"

Link laughed, "Maybe there will be one. I am now the WBA-WBC champion. If Carl wants the golden belts, he’ll have to challenge me. Then everyone can witness it."

"Alright, Mr. Baker, thank you for the interview, and congratulations again on winning the match,"

Host Edward said.

"Many thanks! And once again, thank you everyone for your support!"

Link shook hands with him and waved at the camera, then turned and left the match venue.

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