"Mr. Lu, have a seat."
Qiu Tianrui extended his hand, gesturing an invitation to Lu Tianxing.
Lu Tianxing didn't hold back and sat down, glancing at the profiles of the contestants for tonight on the LCD screen, and spoke: "Young Master Qiu, if I'm not mistaken, some of these fighters are probably trained by you, right?"
Qiu Tianrui smiled and said: "Mr. Lu, you're absolutely right, he's the fighter under my name who'll be competing."
With that, Qiu Tianrui pointed to the LCD screen a little way ahead.
Lu Tianxing followed Qiu Tianrui's gesture and immediately saw on the LCD screen a man standing around 1.65 meters tall, exuding a robust aura, continuously demonstrating various killer moves in a training hall, ultimately punching through two sandbags to conclude his routine.
"So, Mr. Lu, what do you think of my fighter's skills from your perspective?"
