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With ten minutes to go before the second fight, the odds for the second fight came out.

Zhai Xiaodao: 15 odds.

Lu Ming: Odds 1,

As Lu Ming thought, in this game, he once again pulled the odds to the bottom, and there is no room for profit.

From the odds, you can see how big the gap between the two is.

It can be said that it is very different.

Ten minutes passed quickly.

The referee stood in the octagonal cage and shouted: "Please two players come to the stage."

Zhai Xiaodao lifted the towel and came to the stage wearing a simple white sleeveless vest.

But wherever the clothes can't cover, there are tattoos, and the whole body reveals an air of joint gangsters.

Especially those eyes, sinister and vicious, people dare not look directly.

Lu Ming stepped onto the stage, the referee said 'start' and ran off.

The octagonal cage has been replaced with a new one.

Zhai Xiaodao stared at the pumpkin hammer in Lu Ming's hand, spit and said, "You are Lu Ming? Do you know who I am?"

Lu Ming raised his brows: "Are you famous?"

"Gan!"

Zhai Xiaodao scolded: "I don't even know?"

He pointed to his nose and said loudly, "I've been called by many names. Everyone says I'm the No. 1 Knife in Causeway Bay and the No. 1 Duel King. They call me Brother Knife, Knife on the Street..."

"But I prefer them to call me... Knife Boy!"

Five meters in front of Lu Ming, he suddenly stopped, and the arrogant arrogance on his face suddenly disappeared.

He took off the white cloth strip tied around his waist, and wrapped it around his fist and forearm slowly.

Memories flashed in his eyes: "I joined the club at the age of ten, became a thug at the age of seventeen, and at the age of twenty-five, I alone, with a knife, cut down more than thirty people in a street, and the boss opened the incense altar to let me I got a job, and I was promoted to a red stick, and I am now the last safflower double stick of Fuxing."

The last bit of cloth was wrapped, he opened his mouth and bit the blade, his neck twisted, making a 'kaka' sound, moving his hands and feet, took the knife in his hand and grinned: "The big guy is holding me, I can't help but live up to my expectations, I cut you off today, and tomorrow I will be the youngest sitting in charge of Lucky Star!"

When the last word fell, he grabbed the watermelon knife and slashed towards Lu Ming with awe.

"drink!"

Zhai Xiaodao slashed with one knife, seemingly out of nowhere, but instead of defending, he attacked.

Completely disregarding his own open door, as long as Lu Ming dares to attack, his Dao will leave a hole in Lu Ming's body.

Unfortunately, he faced Lu Ming.

Lu Ming's legs were like lightning, and he came first. His toes were kicking at the wrist of Zhai Xiaodao holding the knife. Zhai Xiaodao felt like he was kicked off in vain, and his hand holding the knife was loosened. 'Bang dang' fell to the ground.

Lu Ming shook his head: "You can't even hold your sword, how can you cut someone?"

He was indeed a little disappointed. He thought that even if this Zhai Xiaodao was not as good as Miyamoto Yixin, he should be a rare expert, but he didn't expect that he would be so good.

This is simply a gangster from a joint chopper.

What did the people of Fighting Island think, to find such a person to deal with him.

Thinking that using such a person can consume his physical strength, I look down on him too much.

Lu Ming's disappointed eyes deeply hurt Zhai Xiaodao's self-esteem, he gritted his teeth, and lifted his leg towards Lu Ming's lower abdomen.

Lu Ming also raised his legs and climbed up.

"Bang!"

The two touched their legs, and Zhai Xiaodao was kicked and rolled twice on the ground.

He was about to get up when Lu Ming was already in front of him.

The pumpkin hammer in his hand fell, and the 100-pound ear hammer was as light as a leaf in his hand.

"Bang!"

A huge force came from behind, softening Zhai Xiaodao's limbs, and his body could not bear to touch the ground.

He felt like he was being held down by a mountain, and his internal organs were hit.

'puff! ’

He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, but he also yelled, "I will hack you to death today!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

If Lu Ming smashed again, the weight of the hammer and the force of the fall would add up to hundreds of pounds. This was the result of Lu Ming's strength, otherwise he would have been smashed to death in the first blow.

"Hack me to death? Safflower double sticks? One person chops down a street!"

Lu Ming said a word and smashed it.

This guy is also an iron-headed baby. He was smashed constantly and spurted blood, but he refused to admit defeat.

This change is too fast, from the fight to the present, it only takes half a minute.

With Miyamoto in the front, everyone thought that Zhai Xiaodao was also a tough character, but at the moment, it was lowering their expectations.

Zhai Xiaodao is actually not weak, as Lu Ming can tell from the moment he shoots the knife.

He has practiced boxing.

Chaoshan, Hong Kong Island, is a popular place to practice martial arts.

The last century was called the golden age of Hong Kong Island.

Major clubs are rampant, and more than 70% of young people will join clubs.

It is not as chaotic as it used to be, after all, it is a society governed by the rule of law, but under the seemingly calm, undercurrents are surging.

The safflower double sticks in the peace era have the same gold content as in the past.

Zhai Xiaodao's knife is fast, accurate, and ruthless. He has a foundation for practicing boxing. The title of Honghua Double Stick is really not blown out.

Although there is still a big gap compared to Miyamoto Isshin, it is not a problem to break into the top ten in this fighting arena.

Unfortunately, I met him.

Lu Mingzhi didn't want to waste time, otherwise even if Miyamoto is currently, as long as he wants to, he can end the fight within a minute.

As a descendant of the sword sage Miyamoto Musashi, Miyamoto Yixin is already standing on the threshold of the master, a master that is hard to find in the world, but compared to him, the master is all ants.

Lu Ming is determined to let the odds go all the way, even if Jesus comes.

"Bang!"

Lu Ming stopped for a moment, kicked him in the head, knocked him out, and ended the final group match.

"Lu Ming, win!"

The referee shouted loudly.

To this end, Lu Ming has won seven games in a row.

In the room, the smiles on the faces of several high-level executives were no longer the same as before.

They were confused by the process of Lu Ming fighting against Miyamoto Yixin and Zheng Kaiwu.

They even thought that these people could fight back and forth with Lu Ming.

The truth is, Lu Ming is playing a monkey game.

"So fast!"

"It was solved in less than a minute, and Lushen broke his own records."

"Seven straight victories, damn, the highest record on Fight Island is seven straight victories, right?"

"If I were the top executive of Fighting Island, I would never mind my own business. It would be business to send this Buddha away first."

"Unfortunately, these people are too disgusting to do things. They didn't turn back their arrows when they opened their bows, and Lushen went with them."

The one-sided battle made the cheers on the scene get louder and louder.

Lu Ming returned to his seat and sat down, putting the pumpkin hammer on the ground.

"Lu Shen, how do you feel?" Gu Ying asked nervously, "Is it a big consumption?"

Lu Ming smiled: "Do you think I am exhausted?"

Gu Ying saw that there was not even a single drop of sweat on Lu Ming's forehead, and subconsciously let out a breath. Just as he was about to speak, he saw a figure walking towards him.

She frowned lightly: "Fighting island bastards, Lushen, it seems that you have a third game."

The staff came over and said, "Mr. Lu, forty minutes later, the third game, please come here."

"it is good!"