Great Single Player of the Heavens

　　 "Blood Beast", as the largest underground boxing club in Los Santos, has been in operation for many years, and has gained a good reputation with diversified modes such as indiscriminate fighting and death fighting in a cage, as well as a large number of loyal fans who love fighting.

　　Among them, Haomaiwu stars, workers, taxi drivers, and even the fat house where the family squatted, people of different classes gathered in this underground space mixed with blood and sweat, just to release the most primitive wildness in their hearts.

　　 Amidst a roar and insults, it was dissatisfaction and accusation against real life, and it was also under the pressure of endurance.

　　The organizer of the club sells such a platform to release wildness and pressure...

　　 Lu Qi, who just opened the door, looked around and was surprised to find that there seemed to be a lot of audience, almost full of seats!

　　 The sights of nearly a thousand people focused on him, making Lu Qi, who participated in this kind of event for the first time, a little nervous.

　　 However, the "enthusiasm" of the audience immediately suppressed the tension.

　　 "Smelly bitch!"

　　 "Fuck, go back and find your mother!"

　　 "Boy, you will die miserably, yes, miserable!!"

　　 "Woo~ woo~ woo~"

　　 Amidst a fragrant mouth and a warm boo, Lu Qi took a deep breath, then stepped forward, crossing a somewhat narrow aisle, stepping on the steps of the ring, and slowly walking up the ring.

　　 And his opponent, already in the ring, waiting for him...

　　 That was a bald, brawny man with a height of nearly 1.9 meters, his upper body naked and only wearing tight-fitting wrestling pants.

　　 A devil tattoo with goat horns and grinning teeth, covering his left chest, as if laughing at Lu Qi's uncontrollable power.

　　 Hmm... Judging from the opponent's chest muscles and the explosive muscles that cannot be ignored up and down, Lu Qi felt that if he was hit with a punch, at least one or two ribs would be broken.

　　 Of course, in the case of being hit, it is like this...

　　 The other party seemed to have noticed Lu Qi's gaze up and down.

　　 I saw the bald-headed man grinning, extending his thumb, and slowly stroked his neck, and said to Lu Qi:

　　 "Little man, I will torture you slowly, don't worry..."

　　 Standing on the opposite side of the brawny bald man, Lu Qi, who was 1.78 meters tall, looked more than a little smaller.

　　 Such a difference in size caused Franklin, who was sitting in the auditorium not far from the ring, to sweat for Lu Qi.

　　 "Gentlemen and ladies, for tonight's indiscriminate fighting, the two sides are Kung Fu boys..."

　　 Before the words fell, the whole basement suddenly sounded uniform boos.

　　 "Also, "Smashing Machine" McGregor!"

　　 When the host introduced the brawny bald man, there was a burst of crazy cheers.

"Wow!!"

　　 "Smash! Smash! Smash!!!"

　　 "Quil, kill him!"

　　 Obviously, as the master who has won six indiscriminate fights in a row, the bald man has more fans than Lu Qi.

　　 If ninety-nine out of a hundred people support the brawny bald man, then only one of them is Lu Qi's supporter.

　　 And that person happened to be Franklin who couldn't bear to look straight.

　　 "It seems that the victory or defeat has not yet begun, it has already been decided... Then, what kind of exciting scene will be next, let us wait and see!"

　　 After the host left the stage, only Lu Qi wearing a mask and a brawny bald man remained on the entire arena.

　　Undifferentiated fighting means no limit on size, age, and means. As long as you use any part of your body to beat (dry) and defeat (drop) your opponent, you will win!

　　 Unlike Lu Qi, McGregor didn’t have any protective measures on his hands, and he didn’t even tie a bandage.

　　 From this detail, we can also know that the other party seems to be very confident in his own strength, and does not seem to care if his hands are injured.

　　 Standing in the middle of the ring, Lu Qi first stepped forward half a step with his right leg, and put his hands in the Wing Chun starting position. In standard Mandarin, he said solemnly:

　　 "Wing Chun, Lu Qi!"

　　 As soon as the voice fell, Lu Qi's eyes changed suddenly, like a "zooming" sword that was unsheathed, extremely sharp!

　　 Facing Lu Qi's torch-like gaze, the bald-headed man seemed to feel a little momentum from his opponent, he could not help putting away the sneer on his face, and put on a boxing posture.

　　 accompanied by a "ding" from off the court, the two people standing on the ring moved at the same time!

　　 Among the two, Lu Qi is faster!

　　 I saw his figure suddenly rushed up, his feet touched on the floor of the ring, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the bald man.

　　 Obviously, he didn't expect Lu Qi to rush in front of him so quickly, and the bald-headed man was taken aback for a moment. However, his hardened combat response subconsciously drove him to swing his right fist and swept away at Lu Qi's left cheek.

　　 The violent sound of breaking wind rushed in his ears, but the expression under Lu Qi's mask was still calm.

　　 abruptly raised his left arm, blocked his left face, turned his right hand into a fist, and hit the opponent's forearm flexor muscles head-on.

boom! There was a deep crash.

　　 The heavy right uppercut was easily blocked by Lu Qi with his left arm, and the right punch also played a role in relief.

　　 only felt a slight numbness of the forearm muscles, and subconsciously withdrew a little strength.

　　 Just about to withdraw his right fist, Lu Qi's counterattack has arrived!

　　 At the moment when he blocked the opponent's right uppercut, Lu Qi moved lightly, bullying him forward, and hitting the opponent's abdomen with his right elbow and hitting hard!

　　嘭!

　　 The abdomen is the softest part of the human body. Under normal circumstances, this blow is enough to make ordinary people lose their combat effectiveness.

　　 However, Lu Qi's swift elbow hit the opponent's abdomen, as if hitting an iron plate, it was very hard.

　　 Even if he returned without success, the force of this blow still forced the bald man to retreat two steps.

　　 With both fists held high to protect his head, to prevent Lu Qi from chasing the bald, brawny man, he lowered his head to look at his eight-pack abs, smiled contemptuously, and then looked at Lu Qi:

　　 "The speed is not bad, but the power... just a little bit worse."

　　 "Really, let's try again!"

　　 Before he finished his words, Lu Qi stepped on the ground with his legs, and attacked his opponent again.

　　 嘭嘭嘭!

The competition on the 　　 arena completely exceeded the expectations of the audience.

　　 In their eyes, the mask boy, who should have been dealt with by McGregor in twos or twos, did not lose the wind in the fist-to-fight fight.

　　 What surprised everyone even more was that Lu Qi, who was lighter in weight and smaller in size, took the initiative!

　　Looking at Lu Qi taking advantage of his agility, he kept evading the attack of the bald man, and counterattacked from time to time. Franklin in the audience was very excited:

　　 "Yeah! That's it, man!"

　　 "Pay attention to your footsteps and move..."

　　 "Yes, go behind him and kick his ass..."

　　 yelled excitedly, and Franklin waved his fists as if it was not Lu Qi on the stage, but him.

　　 As everyone knows, some of the spectators around who bought McGregor have already cast fierce glances at him.

　　From the perspective of the audience, he can see him walking beside the brawny bald man, with a slight advantage.

　　 But, only Lu Qi himself knew that he had a hard stubble...