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Seeing that the two inside the ring remained motionless, some bloodthirsty spectators outside the ring, eager for a good show, immediately began to grumble in dissatisfaction:

"What are you doing! We told you to go up there to fight, what are you standing there for!"

"Let's fight! Let's fight!"

"You two cowards! Get moving! Stop standing there like idiots!"

Someone even shouted at the referee, Mrs. Tatiana, standing beside the ring:

"Madam! Aren't you going to do anything about this? These two guys are just standing on the ring, they haven't even started fighting. Isn't that against the rules?"

But Lady Tatiana merely swayed her plump body slightly, glanced at the noisy fellow, and said nothing.

Standing outside the ring, Sanjar had a slight smile on his face.

He knew that the only rule in this underground boxing match was that you couldn't continue to attack an opponent who had already surrendered; there were no other rules.

If both sides are truly just standing there dumbfounded on the ring because they have no will to fight, then Lady Tatiana might urge them a few times, or ask the fighters' respective gangs to get them moving.

But as a fellow seasoned boxer, Sanjar knew that Lady Tatiana would also be able to see through it.

Staying put is exactly the tactic Lynch used!

As seen in Diego's recent match, when fighting a long staff with a knife, the one wielding the knife is naturally at a disadvantage.

If two equally skilled swordsmen and a staff master were to duel, the swordsman would have to contend with the disadvantage of the sword's shorter attack range from beginning to end.

However, in this match on the ring, the situation is not entirely like that.

Although it was still a situation where Lynch wielded a knife against Tom wielded a stick,

But the reason Lynch was able to deal with Tom wielding a stick simply by standing still was quite simple.

That's because Tom wasn't a master with a stick!

......

Meanwhile, while the crowd outside cheered and cursed or fell into deep thought, Lin Qi inside the arena remained standing with his hands behind his back, his posture relaxed.

What he was thinking was indeed very similar to what Sanjar had guessed.

Lynch wasn't sure how good Tom was at using a stick, and he was well aware of the disadvantages he would face when using a knife against a stick.

Therefore, from the moment he stepped into the ring, he made up his mind: he must not attack first, but wait for his opponent to attack in order to judge his opponent's skill level!

The gap between experts and ordinary people is an invisible chasm.

Although Lin Qi had not systematically studied combat or martial arts before, after obtaining the [Kanto Hunting Knife Technique] from the system, his understanding of combat and his knife skills were already far ahead of ordinary people.

Therefore, he understood that a skilled stick user could defend while attacking, while an ordinary person holding a stick might be afraid to attack because of the hunting knife in the other's hand!

If Tom were a master of the staff, he would naturally take the initiative to attack if Lynch remained still, since a staff always has the advantage over a knife, and he would never be afraid to take the initiative to attack.

But what if Tom doesn't dare to launch a preemptive attack...

Lynch looked at Tom's appearance on the other side of the ring.

Although he still held the long stick in the standard posture, he stood still, hesitant to take a step forward.

Lynch could even see his chest heaving uncontrollably; clearly, he was panting heavily inside his motorcycle helmet.

Could simply maintaining the stance of holding the stick make him so tired?

That's not the case at all.

Lynch knew that Tom was panting heavily with exhaustion because he not only had to maintain his stance, but also had to be on guard against Lynch's attack at any time!

He knew that if he made the slightest mistake, the hunting knife in Lynch's hand would deliver a fatal blow, so he had to be constantly on guard.

In a life-or-death battle, such focused defense is extremely physically demanding.

This is exactly why old Tom gets tired so quickly!

To deal with these low-level thugs, Lin Qi only needed to wait for them to tire themselves out and quickly wear them down.

This is precisely why Lynch stood still.

The best offense is to remain still!

However, only a minority of people can see this level of strategic maneuvering.

The crowd outside the ring grew increasingly noisy, and more and more spectators began to express their dissatisfaction, loudly hurling insults at the two fighters in the ring.

More and more viewers continued to put pressure on Mrs. Tatiana:

"Why are they standing there like that? Madam, you must get them moving!"

"Otherwise, how can our betting continue?!"

"Exactly! And choosing these two cowards to take the stage is one thing, but what about the Razor Shield gang? Don't they feel ashamed?!"

Upon hearing this, Sanjar's expression remained unchanged, unaffected by the gossip, but Sanchez, standing beside him, blushed.

He couldn't help but move closer to the ring and hurl insults at Lin Qi inside:

"Lin Qi! Charge forward! Stop cowering like a coward! You coward!"

"I don't know how shameless you are, but if you continue like this, you'll be the one disgracing the Razor Gang!"

"Hello!"

Sanjar's expression changed drastically, and he quickly reached out his large hands to pull Sanchez back from the side of the ring:

"You bastard, what nonsense are you spouting!"

He quickly covered Sanchez's mouth with his hand, then rushed into the ring and shouted:

"Hey! Lynch, don't listen to his nonsense. Just play at your own pace! As long as you win, don't care about anything they say!"

However, before Sanjar could finish speaking, he saw Lynch rush towards Old Tom like lightning!

...It's over!

Sanjar, however, had a bad feeling in his heart.

...Lin Qi was playing very steadily at the beginning, so why did he rush in recklessly after being provoked by a couple of words?

It's all that bastard Sanchez's fault! Now, the safe approach is no longer viable, and from now on, we can only rely on Lynch's raw talent!

Sanjar pushed Sanchez aside, glared at him fiercely, and then looked into the ring, his previously calm mood now showing some turmoil.

Outside the ring, seeing that one side had finally begun to take the initiative, the jeers from the audience abruptly stopped, followed by cheers that erupted again.

"Well done! Kid, I knew you'd get it!"

Some people also laughed loudly:

"Has that Asian guy gone mad? He clearly saw the result of the last match; he couldn't win with a knife against a stick! And he just charged in like that?"

"This time, the Mafia member was wearing a motorcycle helmet, but that guy just charged straight at them—wasn't he just asking for death?!"

"Hahaha, I think that little Razor Gang member is really fed up with the insults and wants to be knocked out of the ring with a stick to end this torture as soon as possible!"

Seeing Lynch finally charging towards him, Tom, a member of the Black Hand Gang, breathed a slight sigh of relief.

If Lin Qi continues to remain inactive, he really won't have much of a way to deal with him.

But since Lin Qi dared to charge at him, he was confident that he could use the attack range advantage of the long stick to knock Lin Qi out of the arena, just like in the last match!

Tom quickly stepped back a few paces, then wielded the stick with both hands and swung it out with a fierce horizontal sweep followed by a swift downward strike.

However, after only a second and a few exchanges, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

Why can't I ever hit this seemingly frail young man on the other side?