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Lynch felt that his rest time did not exceed ten minutes.

He simply sat on a chair in the rest area, his eyes slightly closed, drifting into a light sleep to recover his strength while simultaneously clearing his mind, leaving only one thought in his head:

If only tonight could just pass by like this.

Before many important exams, whenever Lin Qi was catching up on sleep before the exam because he had stayed up all night studying, he would think this way.

Unfortunately, this wretched world never develops according to his expectations.

Soon, a near-piercing bell rang in Lynch's ears. Accompanying the bell was Lady Tatiana's roar, as loud as a lion's bell:

"Tonight's final battle, the ultimate showdown!! Both the Razor Gang and the Black Hand Gang, please send your fighters to the stage as soon as possible!"

Lin Qi sighed deeply, helplessly opened his eyes, and raised his head.

The dazzling incandescent light shone into his eyes, causing his pupils to contract and bringing forth physiological tears.

His body was simply too exhausted.

Under the expectant gazes of the Razor Gang members, Lin Qi, dragging his weary body, picked up the hunting knife, slowly got up, and walked towards the arena.

He could feel that every step he took was extremely heavy, and clearly, his current physical condition was far from good.

Fortunately, Lin Qi could feel that with each step he took towards the ring, his heart rate increased, his muscles began to rouse, and his blood began to circulate.

Although I didn't feel excited, my body was indeed actively adjusting to the combat state as I realized that a major battle was imminent.

This may also be one of the hidden abilities of Kanto hunting knife skills. After all, when encountering dangerous wild animals in the wild, the wild animals will not give the hunter time to prepare.

If the hunter fails to adjust quickly, it will become the hunted.

Lynch stepped onto the ring.

On the other side of the ring, a well-proportioned, muscular young Asian man slowly walked out of the Black Hand Gang's area. He was Choi Seung-ho, the Taekwondo expert who had knocked Sanchez unconscious in the third match.

Choi Seung-ho was still wearing his pure white training uniform and thin-soled cloth shoes, his steps light yet steady.

He walked to the center of the ring, bowed slightly to Lynch, and calmly spoke in slightly accented English:

"Choi Seung-ho's specialty is Taekwondo. Nice to meet you."

Faced with such a formidable enemy, Lin Qi dared not be negligent in the slightest, and thus nodded in response.

Then, he gripped the hunting knife at his waist, took a deep breath, and replied:

"Lin Qi, nice to meet you."

There was no smile on Choi Seung-ho's face, but a sharp glint flashed in his narrowed eyes. He stared intently into Lin Qi's eyes, seemingly observing and assessing Lin Qi's condition.

A few seconds later, as if he had already made up his mind, he spoke:

"Given your current condition, do you still dare to come up on stage and fight me?"

"Your courage is admirable."

Despite saying this, Lin Qi couldn't detect even the slightest hint of disdain in the other person's tone.

In Lin Qi's eyes, the short but sturdy man in front of him had been keeping his muscles slightly tense ever since he stepped onto the ring, without relaxing at all, like a tiger from Changbai Mountain hunting and waiting for its chance to strike.

"Yes, I have already played two games. But what can I do? I'm needed to play, so I have no choice but to play this one."

Lin Qi chuckled and replied, "You're already facing someone like me, why are you still so tense? Can't you relax a little?"

Choi Seung-ho simply shook his head:

"When facing a strong opponent, it is a big mistake to relax without permission."

He slowly got into position: "Although I admire your courage to play three games in a row, I can't hold back in this game in order not to disappoint Mr. Jenkins' expectations of me."

"I hope to have a chance to fight you with all my might!"

Faced with Choi Seung-ho's resolute attitude, Lin Qi felt his fighting spirit slowly igniting and nodded:

"Let's go then!"

After listening to the pre-match exchange between the two competitors, Mrs. Tatiana rang a bell and announced loudly:

"Razor Gang vs. Mafia! The final match begins!"

Before Lady Tatiana could finish speaking, Choi Seung-ho sprang up like an arrow and rushed toward Lin Qi.

This time, he started with a fierce flying kick, using his left leg as a fulcrum, raising his right leg high, drawing a near-perfect curve in the air, and kicking hard at Lin Qi's face!

Clearly, unlike his previous strategy of using stillness to control the situation, Choi Seung-ho intends to finish the match quickly this time!

The tactical shift was clearly successful at this moment. Limited by the experience of the previous game, Lin Qi never expected that Choi Seung-ho would rush in so quickly at the beginning of the game and kick out this killer move.

Fortunately, the "Rat's Sense" worked again at this moment. The premonition of danger he sensed reminded Lin Qi once again, giving him a fraction of a second to hurriedly raise his knife to defend himself.

...At least we have to defend against this kick, otherwise, I'll end up like Sanchez, getting a concussion from a single kick and collapsing off the stage on the spot!

Thinking this, Lin Qi raised his knife and used the blade to meet Cui Chenghao's powerful right kick.

In his mind, Choi Seung-ho's weapon was, after all, just flesh and blood legs and feet, and no matter what, it was no match for the knife in his hand.

Choi Seung-ho will likely realize the situation is not going well and quickly retract his kick, thus creating space for Lin Qi to counterattack.

However, Lin Qi did not expect that Cui Chenghao would not dodge at all when facing the raised blade. His right foot, which was wearing a cloth shoe, kicked hard at Lin Qi's blade!

What?

Lynch was shocked. He instinctively realized that something was wrong with his plan, but it was too late.

The next second, the blade collided with the cloth shoe on Choi Seung-ho's foot, and the sole of the shoe was cut open in an instant, but then a crisp sound of metal clashing was heard!

"Ding!"

A tremendous force then surged from the point of impact, numbing Lin Qi's arm. His already aching arm gave way under the force of the impact.

The hunting knife also flew out of Lin Qi's hand with a spinning motion under his foot, landing heavily behind him.

If it weren't for the barbed wire fence around the ring, the hunting knife would probably have been kicked off the ring.

Only now did Lin Qi finally see clearly that beneath the sole of Cui Chenghao's cut-open cloth shoes, there was something shimmering with a metallic sheen.

There was even a small piece of iron hidden under the sole of the shoe!

"...Your speed and reaction time are good, but it's too naive to think you can fight against my kick with all the power of my body using only the strength of your two hands."

Choi Seung-ho gave this casual comment, then suddenly sprang into action again, quickly closing in on Lin Qi!

Losing his hunting knife, Lin Qi was too shocked to react in time. He managed to dodge Cui Chenghao's kick with all his might, but was then hit hard in the face by an elbow strike.

Immediately afterwards, Cui Chenghao took a half step back, raised his left leg suddenly, and delivered a powerful high kick that struck Lin Qi squarely in the chest.

"Bang!"

Lynch was sent flying backwards as if he had been hit by a truck, crashing heavily onto the edge of the barbed wire fence!