mmed      by      the      ponytail      woman.

        After      a      long,      long,      long      80      seds,

        It      was      hard      to      hear      a      sound      of      heaven,

        the      bell      rang,

        Rest      for      60      seds      between      the      third      round,

        Deborah      sat      slowly      on      the      wooden      chair      in      the      left      er      of      the      boxing      ring,

        Nai      Mu      said      slowly:      The      left      hand      hit      a      few      times,

        Deborah      shook      his      head,

        The      mother      said      slowly:      Deborah,      are      you      injured?

        Deborah      shook      his      head,

        Nai's      mother      said      slowly:      Deborah,      you            still      hold      on,

        Deborah      nodded,

        speechless      for      a      moment,

        only      to      hear      the      bell      toll,

        180      seds      int

        o      the      fourth      round,

        Deborah      shielded      his      face      with      both      hands      and      walked      slowly      to      the      ter      of      the      ring,

        Only      the      blue      gloves      of      the      ponytail      woman,

        A      quick      succession      of      left-hand      swings      and      right-hand      uppercuts      hit      Deborah      fiercely      and      swiftly.

        After      a      long,      long,      long      160      seds      of      madness,

        It      was      hard      to      hear      a      sound      of      heaven,