The Last Mecha

Chapter 144 Video machine

"Raise your heart, Ryuichi Yamazaki."

On the arena of Jiangsong Martial Art Museum, the Fusang boy in front of him suddenly announced this name, and Liu Shuying on the opposite side and Shen Ziyan in the middle frowned.

It's a pity that the rules of the six competitions have always been that as long as you fight with your strength and don't make small moves off the stage, then issues such as identity are ignored.

So Shen Ziyan stepped back and announced the start.

The young man with narrow eyes and thin face rushed forward, and the back of his clenched fist was like a shooting star falling, hitting Liu Shuying's chest directly.

Liu Shuying frowned, stood firmly on one foot, turned around and slashed, and fiercely whipped her legs across a dark arc.

However, Yamazaki Ryuichi seemed to have expected it a long time ago, he rolled away, and his right thumb twisted in mid-air to gouge Liu Shuying's knee.

But Liu Shuying was not a fuel-efficient lamp. At that moment, the muscles in his thighs twisted, and a civet cat climbed the tree to match the kick of the gun. The dark blue trouser leg was like a big gun pointed directly at Ryu Yamazaki's abdomen.

But from this moment on, there are many changes!
A burst of murderous intent erupted from Yamazaki Ryu's eyes. He exerted force on his feet in a half-squat position, and his whole figure turned into a thunderbolt.

Liu Shuying only felt that there was a blur in front of her eyes, and her aggressive offensive had been easily passed by her opponent in an instant, and at this time the two were almost face to face.

A vague dotted line was drawn from the black cuffs, and the fierce wind almost passed by Liu Shuying's ears. While he was terrified, his right arm turned horizontally, and the pain of the two arms colliding together sounded for a long time. Failed to diffuse.

And the next moment, the heart-piercing pain spread up the lower abdomen, and Yamazaki Ryuichi's knee bump was as powerful as a sky-changing rainbow.

Liu Shuying leaned back, with a sweet and greasy smell rolling in his mouth, and from this moment on, Ryuichi Yamazaki's movements changed, and his speed and moves were so sharp that he was not the same person as before.

With one hit, Ryu Yamazaki took half a step forward, using one foot as a fulcrum, swung his elbow like a steel whip, and happened to hit Liu Shuying's bridge of nose impartially, and the sound of the explosion was so sour On the base of the tongue, two lines of blood spots flew down.

Until then, Liu Shuying still wanted to fight back, he gritted his teeth to endure the severe pain, and poured all his strength into his fists on the slanted ground.

However, Ryuichi Yamazaki's speed was beyond imagination. He staggered Liu Shuying's arm with one hand, clenched his other fist tightly and made a cracking sound, and smashed the opponent's chest with the momentum of destroying the city.

A mouthful of blood sprayed down Liu Shuying's mouth, leaving a dark red spot like rain.

However, Yamazaki Ryuichi didn't even intend to end it, he staggered the opponent's attacking left hand with five fingers together as a saber gesture and stabbed back, pricking five spots of mottled blood on Liu Shuying's neck.

This series of near-fatal attacks only happened within two seconds, and the scene was horrible.

Yamazaki Ryuichi wanted to push hard on the hand embedded in the flesh, but he caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye, and saw Shen Ziyan's eyes burst into a frightening light, and the five fingers of his right hand made claws and fell towards the top of his head.

Most of the martial arts circles have heard of the name of Zhuan Qixing.

Yamazaki Ryuichi had no choice but to loosen his left hand, and the scarlet palm turned around to call for help.

However, at the same time, Shen Ziyan had already withdrew his offensive. He spun around and flashed past him with a strange movement, dragging down Liu Shuying.

"you win."

As he said that, his voice was as cold as ice.

The ending of this sentence is infinitely elongated and magnified, and the mottled colors on the surrounding walls and ground slowly fall off, as if everything is a drawing paper that has fallen into the water
Wu Gou opened his eyes. In front of him was a box-shaped machine that was powered. In the hole in the middle, a cyan-colored prismatic object similar to quartz was perfectly fitted, and cyan-blue lightning flashed from time to time.

Several wires of different colors on the machine were connected to the metal helmet he had just removed.

Video cameras produced in Breton are becoming more and more widely used in this era.

In the late 70s, Jules Mosan, a Frank, invented the world's first camera. The flexible use of photosensitive film and pendulum mechanism allowed the shutter to expose rapidly and continuously in a short period of time to produce a series of continuous images. 30 years later, this principle was used to make the world's first animation "Funny Face".

But it is a pity that the development of the camera has come to an end. In the mid-80s, the second-generation memory core processing technology came out of the country. Scientists discovered that the special Qi metal that has undergone high-pressure and magnetization treatment has the same recording ability as the human brain. And the effect is quite excellent.

Compared with a camera connected to each photo, there is no memory core for storage troubles, and the advantages of high picture quality and sound are too great.

That is not to present the film and television in front of people, but to directly pull the consciousness in the human brain into the environment at that time.

And this immersive feeling, compared with ordinary photo technology, is simply a blow to dimensionality reduction.

Since then, video cameras have been on the decline, and video cameras using memory cores have become the mainstream of the following era.

In Jiang Mulin's martial arts gymnasium, such a machine was placed to record the live action of each match, in order to prevent unnecessary troubles, but he did not expect it to come in handy because of this kind of thing.

More than one line came out from that imaging machine, and Jiang Mulin beside him also took off the external device at the same time.

"How do you feel about this opponent?"

He asked like this, chewing a piece of candy in his mouth, his expression was neither salty nor dull.

"sharp."

Without thinking, Wu Gou dropped these two words.

He was telling the truth, the speed and strength that Yamazaki Ryuichi showed at the last moment were both at the top level of qi close to 10, and he changed hands suddenly halfway, which made Shen Ziyan completely unable to react.

And, more importantly, it's just what he shows.

Although there was no actual evidence, Wu Gou felt in his heart that he only wanted to be ruthless, not deadly.

There are two reasons. Once someone dies, it may not be useful to talk about the rules of six beatings.

Moreover, given the gap between the two, as long as Yamazaki Ryuichi hides until the opportunity arises, one move is enough to kill him. Shen Ziyan is not Jiang Mulin after all, so it is probably too late to stop him.

That is to say, this qi level is infinitely close to 10, and it is not at the level of breaking the wall for the time being. It is just seen by Ryuichi Yamazaki. No one knows what level his qi is.

"No confidence? Why don't I change it for you and let Li Youyi touch him."

Jiang Mulin squeezed his eyebrows slightly, looking like an old child.

"But I'm stronger than him." Wu Gou's eyes darkened, as if sparks of fortitude were about to burst out, "He left it to me."

"I know you're thinking about your friends, but this person, you can't be overwhelmed by anger. I feel, just feel, that Fusang kid still has his hands."

"I was calm, I just thought I could and he would regret it."

The unloving wild cat in the past now looks like a wolf licking its wounds alone.

"Have some backbone, okay, there are still a few days left, don't forget tonight."

After Jiang Mulin finished speaking, he quietly took out the remaining half of the five-element pill for practicing exercises that night, stuffed it into Wu Gou's palm, and then walked out the door with his hands behind his back, only half a sentence was still echoing in the air .

"Your treatment is better than many of my disciples."

Wu Gou looked at the pill in his palm, not surprised.

Jiang Mulin protects his weaknesses and has always been like this.

If he guessed correctly, there will be surprises in the boxing talk tonight.

(End of this chapter)