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

Among them, Vinewood stars, workers, taxi drivers and even the fat houses where their families live, people from different walks of life gather in this underground space mixed with the smell of blood and sweat, just to release the most primitive wildness in their hearts.

Amidst the roars and insults, there are dissatisfaction and accusations against real life, as well as long-standing pressure.

The organizers of the club are selling a platform to release wildness and pressure...

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

The eyes of nearly a thousand people were focused on him, which made Lu Qi, who was participating in such an event for the first time, somewhat nervous.

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

"Bitch!"

"You weakling, go back to your mother!"

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

"Woo~wu~wu~"

Amidst the fragrant and enthusiastic boos, Lu Qi took a deep breath, then stepped forward, walked through the somewhat narrow aisle, stepped on the steps of the arena, and slowly walked onto the arena.

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

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

A tattoo of a devil with goat horns and grinning teeth covered his left chest, as if mocking Lu Qi's overestimation of his abilities.

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

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

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

The bald man grinned, stretched out his thumb, slowly scratched his neck, and said to Lu Qi:

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

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

Such a size difference made Franklin, who was sitting in the audience not far from the ring, feel a cold sweat for Lu Qi.

"Gentlemen and ladies, tonight's indiscriminate fighting, the two sides fighting are kung fu boys..."

Before he finished speaking, uniform boos suddenly sounded throughout the basement.

"And, Smash Machine McGuire!"

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

"Wow!!"

"Crush! Crush! Crush!!!"

"Quil, kill him!"

Obviously, as a champion who has won six consecutive indiscriminate fights, the bald man has many more fans than Lu Qi.

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

And that person happened to be Franklin, who couldn't bear to look at him.

"It seems that the victory or defeat has been decided before it even begins... So, let's wait and see what exciting scenes there will be next!"

After the host left the stage, only Lu Qi, who was wearing a mask, and the bald man were left in the arena.

Indiscriminate fighting means that there are no restrictions on body size, age, or means. As long as you use any part of your body to defeat (kill) your opponent, you will win!

Unlike Lu Qi, McGuire's hands did not have any protection measures, not even bandages.

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 whether his hand will be injured at all.

Standing in the center of the ring, Lu Qi first took a half step forward with his right leg, put his hands in the Wing Chun starting position, and said in a deep voice in standard Mandarin:

"Wing Chun, Lu Qi!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Qi's eyes suddenly changed, like a sword being unsheathed with a clang, extremely sharp!

Facing Lu Qi's burning gaze, the bald man seemed to feel a little momentum from his opponent. He couldn't help but put away the sneer on his face and assumed a boxing posture.

As a "ding" came from the audience, the two people standing on the ring moved at the same time!

Among the two, Lu Qi is faster!

He suddenly rushed up, his feet connected on the floor of the arena, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of the bald man.

Obviously he didn't expect Lu Qi to rush in front of him so quickly. The bald man was stunned for a moment. However, his combat reflexes honed in actual combat subconsciously drove him to swing his right fist and swipe towards Lu Qi's left face.

The violent sound of breaking wind blew past his ears, but the expression under Lu Qi's mask remained calm.

He suddenly raised his left arm, blocked it in front of his left face, turned his right hand into a fist, and struck the opponent's inner forearm flexor muscles head-on.

Bang! A low collision.

The powerful and heavy right hook was easily blocked by Lu Qi with his left arm. The blow with his right fist also played a role in unloading the force.

I only felt a slight numbness in my forearm muscles, and subconsciously withdrew some strength.

Just as he was about to withdraw his right fist, Lu Qi's counterattack arrived!

At the moment when he blocked the opponent's right hook, Lu Qi moved lightly, leaned forward, and hit the opponent's abdomen with his right elbow hard!

Bang!

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

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

Even though it was in vain, the force of the blow still forced the bald man to take two steps back.

The bald man raised his fists high to protect his head to prevent Lu Qi from pursuing him. He looked down at his eight-pack abs, smiled contemptuously, and then looked at Lu Qi:

"The speed is pretty good, but the strength...is just a little lacking."

"Really? Then let's try again!"

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

Bang bang bang!

The competition in the arena was completely beyond the expectations of the audience.

In their eyes, the masked boy who should have been dispatched by McGuire in a few strikes did not fall behind in a fist-to-flesh fight.

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

Seeing Lu Qi taking advantage of his agility to avoid attacks from the bald man and fighting back from time to time, Franklin in the audience was extremely excited:

"Yeah! That's it, man!"

"Watch your steps and move..."

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

While shouting excitedly, Franklin also waved his fist, as if it was not Lu Qi but him on the stage.

Little did he know that some of the surrounding spectators who had bought into McGuire's victory had already cast fierce glances at him.

From the audience's perspective, what they see is him walking next to the bald man, with a slight advantage.
Chapter completed!