I Got on a Ghost Ship By Mistake and Was Forced To Be the Captain

  Chapter 44 Extraordinary Showdown

  Facing the scorching sun, the sweaty Tu Fu followed the grizzled old Muller out of the boxing ring, across the street to the nearest public carriage platform.

   While on the road, I listened to him talking about some trivial things that happened in the boxing gym recently.

   It's nothing more than who won and who lost, but these ordinary things become very interesting after the mouth of the old Muller.

   "Do you still remember the red-haired boy who brought you here for the first time?" Old Muller squeezed his eyes, "He has been here for a while."

   "Billy? He's on stage too?"

  Tu Fu now has reason to doubt his identity. Could it be that he is a transcendent who is looking for opportunities again.

"No, most of the time he acts as a qualified abuser, and his presence will always ignite the anger of both sides of the war. To be honest, after working here for so many years, a boy like him with vicious and ugly language It's the first time I've seen it."

  Tufu knows that children of this age are under a lot of pressure, and most people have their own outlets, such as shopping and tasting food. He didn't expect Billy's way of decompression to be so unique.

   "Then what does he do with less time?"

  Old Muller said quietly: "Because of his radical words, he was beaten together by others..."

Ok,

   As expected of Billy Quick Mouth,

   But being beaten is also a way to relieve stress.

  During the conversation, the old Muller led Tu Fu all the way to the central area in a public carriage. The most prosperous business district in Leeds actually had a branch of the Fight Club.

  Passing by a street store, Old Muller kindly reminded, "I'll give you a suggestion, all members of the club we're going to wear masks to hide their identities, you'd better buy one too."

   "Mask?"

   Tu Fu smiled cheerfully, wearing masks between each other in the private club.

  Why does it sound a bit unserious.

  After randomly picking out a cool dark gold skull pirate mask, he was taken by the old Muller to a signature and magnificent boxing gym.

  The location is in the city center where there is a lot of money and land. Whether it is buying or leasing, it is a lot of money.

  Going up to the second floor, the guards at the bottom immediately opened the door when they saw that the person coming was Old Muller. According to him, this is the VIP center of the Fighting Club, which is dedicated to receiving outstanding players selected from the bottom.

   "Miss Sasha."

   "Good afternoon, Mr. Mueller."

  A beautiful girl at the front desk greeted Old Muller and handed Tu Fu a registration form.

   "Sir, becoming an official member of Fight Club requires some formalities, and you need to pay an additional fee as a membership fee.

  After you pass the test, you will enjoy the high-quality services provided by the club, enjoy the club's official venues, share information services, and entertainment activities held among members. "

   "Full member?"

  Tu Fu looked at Old Muller, as if asking him what was going on.

   "Isn't that what you came here for?" Old Muller squeezed out a smile, even the wrinkles on his face seemed to be able to kill flies, giving him a sinister feeling.

  Tu Fu was tricked like this by the clerk in the bath center last time, and now he has seen a similar smile again.

   "What do you mean by test?" Tu Fu became a little interested.

  Miss Sasha who registered at the front desk began to explain: "Before becoming a full member, the club will arrange a decent fight, and only after passing can you be eligible to become a member.

  "A special fighting game? Could it be that professional players are invited?"

   This is not bad, it is difficult for ordinary boxers to pose a threat to Tu Fu.

  The staff of the fighting club didn't give him any extra suspense. The competition when it was Tu Fu's turn was already arranged in advance.

   It is also a boxing ring. This VIP gym is well-equipped. It not only provides a professional arena, but also plans several fighting venues.

   It's just that there are only a few people inside, and the few people are tasting the desserts provided by the club and chatting with each other.

  On a row of seats under the arena, there was only a young lady wearing a fox mask, leaning on the seat wearing a white lady's bowler hat, with her legs crossed and her head close to her knees as if she was asleep.

   On the other hand, the one standing on the stage was a man with big arms and round waist, also wearing a ram mask that symbolized the devil. Just looking at it from a distance, one could feel a biting cold temperament.

  Different from the underground boxing ring, which is full of scolding, only a few people can come to this high-end boxing gym, and their behavior is also quite elegant. Their eyes are vaguely glanced at the upcoming battle.

"let's start."

  Old Muller sat down leisurely, smiling and ready to enjoy the upcoming good show.

  Tu Fu, who also wore a skull mask, stepped on the steps firmly before going on stage, carefully feeling the difference in the opponent this time.

  Cold, tough physique doesn't seem to care who his opponent is.

  Even if Tu Fu got close, he couldn't feel the other party's breathing.

   "Sure enough, it's more than that simple."

   Tu Fu wants to re-examine this fight club, it seems to be more complicated than he imagined.

  Of course, this is not a problem. If you want to digest the potion, you have to do something more challenging. You can't make a name for yourself just by playing with ordinary people.

"Come."

  Until Tu Fu stepped onto the stage and stood firm, the soles of the feet of the man in the ram mask on the opposite side seemed to be equipped with springs.

   Dragging his strong body, he came crashing like a cannon. The extreme speed of his movement caused the sound of "huh" wind around him, and he smashed Tufu together with his fists.

   It was so fast that Hawkeye didn't even have time to activate, Tu Fu subconsciously stretched out his arm and touched the opposite side abruptly.

   At the moment of contact, Tu Fu's complexion changed slightly.

  The moment of confrontation with the opponent is not like the touch of hitting a person, but more like hitting a wall, and the fist hurts.

  The person opposite didn't even snort. He hasn't encountered such a strong opponent for a long time since he was promoted to the brave.

   "Extraordinary?"

  With this question in mind, Tu Fu decided to try again. After activating Hawkeye in time, he began to observe the opponent's movement.

  Hands and gestures are a bit blunt, and his fighting skills are pitiful, but he doesn't retreat an inch when he strikes, and he relies more on his strong body to compete with him.

  I don't know which way it is, and Tu Fu can't take advantage of it head-on, so he has to grit his teeth and deal with him.

  Because the guy wearing the ram mask didn't make any symbolic temptations at all, and he didn't follow the conventional path to punch back. There is no word back in the opponent's dictionary.

  Zhaozhao is cold and powerful, like a machine that will not get tired.

  Does not block, does not retreat, does not even follow the most basic boxing routines, completely ignores the raindrops falling on him to fight back, savage and powerful arms waving like the wind, swimming like a steel whip.

   Collided with Tu Fu, every time the two bodies confront each other, Tu Fu feels his internal organs are turned upside down.

  His attention has never been so focused as it is now, his vision is firmly locked on the two strong arms of the opponent's heavy punch, he controls every muscle in his body to dodge carefully, and beware of the power that can smash a person's head.

   "Something is wrong."

   After dodging a few times, Tu Fu was surprised to discover a detail.

  The ram mask maintains the same strength every time it makes a shot, and even the point of force is exactly the same. As long as you pay a little attention, you can predict the direction of the impact in advance, even if you can't hit it, at least you won't lose.

   What really made Tu Fu feel weird was that this shouldn't be how a normal fighter should behave.

  Even if the opponent is extremely powerful, he should still consider his physical reserves. In addition, he does not dodge or test at all. He has not sweated, and he has not even heard a gasp.

  He felt more and more that the opponent the club arranged for him was abnormal.

   Immediately, a glimmer of light flashed in Tu Fu's black and white eyes, and the scope of Hawkeye expanded another five meters from the boxing ring.

  In this field of vision, no slightest disturbance could escape his keen gaze.

   Apart from him and the opponent wearing the ram mask, there was only the lady in the fox mask who was leaning on the seat not far away, her eyes narrowed, and she had fallen asleep.

Her head is close to her knees, and she lifts it up slightly when she is about to fall asleep. The slight shaking of her body is almost invisible, and the fingers hidden in front of her move slightly. This extremely subtle movement still falls into Tu Fu's eyes. .

   "It turned out to be her."

  After noticing this detail, Tu Fu immediately made up his mind.

   "Click."

  With a thought, Tu Fu ignored the attack of the man in the ram mask, and made a sudden move sideways, and ruthlessly grabbed the horns of the ram on the man's mask, breaking it off with all his might.

  There was only a crisp sound, and most of the mask was split open.

   "Hush—"

   Without waiting for the opponent to fight back, Tu Fu spotted the lady wearing a fox mask who was about to fall asleep, and after a soft snort, he slammed the broken horn at her hard.

  The heavy broken horn pierced the air, and hit the lady on the head with precision, only to hear her cry out in pain.

  When the lady woke up, she looked at the boy wearing a skull mask on the stage with resentful eyes, "You don't even need to guess, the guy who only has the adventurer path is so barbaric, it's really annoying."

   "Isn't the rule of Fight Club only one-on-one?"

  Tu Fu cast a cold gaze on Muller below.

   "Of course, because it cannot be regarded as a human being." Old Muller gave a reasonable explanation.

   And in the ring,

  After the man in the ram mask was snapped off, it remained unbroken along the cracks. There were no facial features behind the mask, and what was exposed to the air was a set of rough metal gears.

   Just after Tu Fu attacked the fox masked lady with his goat horns, his opponent in the ring instantly froze in place, motionless.

   Just now, this lady controlled the puppet on the stage behind her back.

   "Sir, congratulations on passing the extraordinary test and qualifying to become a real member of the club." The beautiful lady at the front desk, Sasha, showed a professional smile, "You will enjoy the above-mentioned benefits I just mentioned."

  Tu Fu nodded slowly, stroked his chin thoughtfully, "That is to say, from today on, I don't have to order a glass of wine in any club without compulsory consumption?"

   "No, even ordinary people never limit consumption in any boxing ring."

  Sasha explained with a smile, then, as if realizing something, she turned her head and looked at Old Muller in disbelief. The latter pretended not to see him and counted his eyelashes. She shouted angrily:

   "Mueller, are you forcing alcohol sales to ordinary members again?"

   "Hey, the older I get, it's normal for me to forget some things." Old Muller put on a pitiful look, vividly demonstrating what it means for a bad guy to grow old.

  Sasha rolled her eyes at Old Muller angrily, turned around and stretched out her arms to Tu Fu, and handed over the application form just now, "Sir, you are welcome to officially join the Fight Club.

  Here each official member has its own code name, you can choose a simple code name for yourself. "

   Tu Fu nodded slightly, and after thinking for a while, he filled in a phrase in the bottom column.

  Code Name: Captain.

  (end of this chapter)