Great Single Player of the Heavens

"Let's fight!"

With the host's order, Lu Qi's first fighting match in the Victorian era officially began!

As soon as the words fell, Lu Qi rushed out all of a sudden!

Under the surprised eyes of the audience, Lu Qi came to the bald man in the blink of an eye like a bolt of lightning.

The bald man had no idea that Lu Qi would be so fast.

Just when the opponent's face was full of astonishment, Lu Qi turned around suddenly, his waist and abdomen burst out, and his right leg swept sideways, with a violent sound of breaking the wind, and slammed on the opponent's right face!

In the next second, the bald man, who couldn't react at all, rolled his eyes, and his body weighing nearly 200 pounds flew out!

Only a "bang" was heard, and the bald man who performed a 360-degree turn in mid-air fell to the ground with a bang, splashing dust...

Silence, deathly silence.

Looking at the motionless bald man lying on the ground, the roaring and screaming audience was so excited that their pupils dilated and they couldn't make any sound, as if they were being strangled by the god of death.

They couldn't believe what they saw at all. The Asian who didn't look too strong killed his opponent with just one kick!

At this time, a calm voice broke the embarrassing silence at this moment:

"That's it?"

The one who made the noise was Lu Qi, who was not surprised at all.

He turned around, looked at the host on the wooden box, and asked:

"Does this mean I won?"

"Uh..."

The host, who was watched by Lu Qi, froze for a moment before realizing it.

Subconsciously swallowed, he immediately picked up the big horn in his hand and announced loudly:

"The winner is already divided! Our winner is Tyson, who is participating for the first time!"

At this moment, the audience came back to their senses.

All the bettors who bet on the bald man, realized that the betting ticket in their hands was a piece of paper, sighed and cursed in unison.

And the few punters who bet on Lu Qi showed joyful smiles...

After crossing the wooden fence, Lu Qi came to the betting place. Baltz, who was wearing a dark red dress, had already stood up from the seat and waited for a long time.

clap clap...

After applauding Lu Qi, the fat man began to praise:

"Perfect performance! The source of self-confidence is often a great strength. Mr. Tyson, you fully prove it."

Hearing this, Lu Qi shrugged his shoulders, spread his hands, and replied casually: "I'm just lucky, my opponent doesn't seem to be too focused..."

For Lu Qi

"Oh, for every gambler, luck is always"

"Mr. Tyson, I don't know if you choose to leave like this, or continue to play a big game on your lucky day?"

"What's your idea?"

"Our club has a very interesting rule,

I think you should be very interested..."

"Oh, all ears."

"The rules are this..."

Next, after Baltz's explanation, Lu Qi knew another rule of Fight Club.

If you win a fight, the winner can choose to take his reward and leave, or choose to continue the challenge.

If you choose to continue the challenge, the club will select four professional boxers from the club's list of players to fight with the winner.

As long as you win five games in a row, the winner can get a huge bonus of the day-100 pounds!

Once the challenge is defeated, the previous rewards can also be retained.

Obviously, this is a very effective means of publicity.

You know, £100 is a lot of money. Enough for a working-class family to live comfortably for five years!

Such a huge temptation not only attracted a large number of contestants, but also added new highlights to the competition and won the support of a large number of spectators.

Baltz, who created this rule originally, was also appreciated by the leader of the mob gang by relying on this publicity, and became the boss of the mob gang in Southwark.

However, Lu Qi didn't know anything about these things, and he didn't care.

What he cares more about is naturally the 100 pounds at his fingertips...

"Your Excellency Baltz, you are right, I am indeed very interested."

Hearing the expected answer, Baltz's fat face couldn't help but smile:

"I knew it! However, Mr. Tyson, I still have to remind you that this rule has been in place for two years."

"However, so far, no one has won five games in a row, never!"

When talking about this record, Baltz's face was full of pride, as if he was very satisfied that this rule had never been broken.

Baltz, who has watched countless fights, couldn't see that Lu Qi's fighting level is at least capable of fighting back and forth with his professional boxers.

He didn't care about the £100.

What he cares about is that the club can get more attention, attract more guests, and earn more money.

Because only in this way, Baltz can continue to secure his seat and continue to be his boss in Southwark...

"So, Mr. Tyson, what is your choice?"

Hearing this, Lu Qi spread his hands without hesitation, and smiled lightly:

"Rules are made to be broken, and I'd love to challenge that."

"Very good! I'll arrange an opponent for you immediately!"

After all, Baltz made a casual move, and a younger brother standing behind him immediately moved to Baltz's side.

Fu Er whispered something to the younger brother, and the younger brother nodded and took the order to leave.

Maybe it's because there are people who want to challenge the 100-pound winning streak every day. The efficiency of the club is very high, and Lu Qi's opponent is quickly arranged.

The four British men were all different in shape and appearance, but the only thing they had in common was their murderous eyes.

Just from the fierce aura emanating from each other, Lu Qi can know that these four opponents are all experienced fighters.

However, this kind of human-shaped sandbag with only strength but no speed happens to be Lu Qi's favorite...

Facts have proved that if the enemy cannot be hit, no matter how powerful it is, it is futile.

Under You Dou's tactics, Lu Qi specially targeted his ribs, abdomen and other weak points in his body, defeating one opponent after another like a crushing one.

And every time he kills an opponent, his odds will drop a bit.

From 1:5 at the beginning to 1:0.9 at the end, it is enough to show that the club has fully realized his terrifying strength.

And when Lu Qi killed the last opponent and broke the winning streak record without any surprise, Baltz's confident and fat face no longer had the calmness at the beginning, and some were just full of disbelief .

Looking at Lu Qi who was as calm as ever, there was only one thought in Fatty's mind:

This son is so terrifying!

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