Cyber ​​Daming

Chapter 12
"Tiger Tsuka, are you sure about your people?"

Luo Zhen looked at the two people who were standing with knives on the boxing ring, and there was a red light beating in the depths of his eyes.

In his sight, the skin and bones of Li Jun and Lang Ren were analyzed layer by layer, and even the internal force deep in the flesh and blood was clearly visible.

From the point of view of strength, both of them injected eighth-rank internal strength, and their realms were almost the same.

"My lord, don't worry, the wave blade is a killing machine. As long as the opponent's strength is below the sequence, it is definitely not his opponent."

Torazuka is very confident in Waveblade's strength.

Although Ruchuantan and Yangui are also ranked among the "Ten Expensives", they are only the bottom characters among them, and their strength in close combat is not too strong.

On the contrary, the wave blade without mechanical prosthetics and implants is the most powerful member of the younger generation of the Saber Society, and even one foot has already stepped into the sequence.

"You are a person who knows the importance, and I believe in your choice."

Seeing Hu Zhong's vow, Luo Zhen was determined, and the metal prosthetic eye with the scanning function turned on looked at Zhao Ding who was rushing up.

The result was of course fruitless, the black cloak seemed to be able to shield the outside world from scanning.

Luo Zhen's eyes moved and landed on Kuang Qingyun, and he was taken aback for a moment.

"Look at your father!"

Luo Zhen blinked, his eyelids trembled rapidly, and the chip behind the skull quickly refreshed the program loaded in the prosthetic eye.

After a while, Luo Zhen determined that it wasn't the fault of the metal prosthetic eye, but that these words really appeared inside Kuang Qingyun's body.

He is also a soldier sequence!
"Hu Zhong, this Kuang Qingyun must die!"

Luo Zhen's sudden strong killing intent made Hu Zhong confused, but after Zhao Ding's death, Kuang Qingyun must also be the target of the purge, so there is no problem with this kind of smooth sailing.

"Okay, my lord."

The Kowloon Boxing Arena is also called the "Blood Gold Platform". In the past, the bets for a boxing match were as high as 10,000+ Daming Treasure Banknotes.

But compared with today's bet, it can only be regarded as a drop in the bucket.

Under the gaze of hundreds of pairs of eyes, Li Jun and Wave Ren moved almost simultaneously.

The wave blade rushed forward, the back of the windbreaker fluttered, and a cold light came out from the waist, cutting out a piercing whistling sound, and slashed towards Li Jun's face with a strong killing intent!

The eighth-rank sword technique of the Japanese country, draw the sword and chop!
Li Jun's reaction was equally quick, raising the knife and kicking, the scabbard of the Qi family knife flew out like a crossbow, hitting the light of the knife and blasting into pieces of wood.

Holding the knife in both hands, the blade of the Qi family knife, which is almost half the length of a person, slashed down with the momentum of Mount Tai.

When the two knives collided, there was a sharp metal hum.

Amid the scattered sparks, the two looked at each other, full of murderous intent!
"Kneel down for Lao Tzu!"

Li Jun yelled violently, the muscles of his arms entwined with blue veins swelled up, and his body tempered by the eighth-grade internal energy Qing Emperor Art burst out with terrifying force, constantly pressing against the wave blade.

Li Jun, who had experienced scheming, betrayal, and ambushes in just a few tens of hours, was now full of hostility, his eyes were bloodshot and his pupils were entangled with blood. There was only one thought in his mind, and that was to hack this pirate alive!

The huge pressure from the samurai sword made Langren frowned, and immediately understood the huge advantage of the Qijiadao in terms of strength.

His rich experience in close combat allowed him to make the most correct choice in an instant, moving his feet.

The samurai sword slid against the slender blade of the Qi's sword, making a teeth-stinging sound as it rubbed against it, and swung the Qi's sword away by sticking to the sword and releasing force.

The wave blade flashed sideways to Li Jun's side, lunged and drew his back, and the samurai sword struck the weakest side of the Qi's sword with lightning speed.

clang!
The sound is like a bell, piercing gold and cracking stone.

Li Jun felt a weight on his wrist, and the Qi family knife fell down uncontrollably, slashing hard on the ground of the ring, breaking up pieces of rubble.

"Brainless idiot!"

The corner of Langren's mouth curled up into a sneer, he raised his arm and slashed across, the blade towards Li Jun's throat.

In the eyes of the hundreds of muddy water robed brothers watching under the boxing ring, Li Jun, who had the door on his chest wide open at this moment, had no way to resist, and bursts of exclamations and wailings involuntarily came out of his mouth.

Kuang Qingyun, with a folding fan inserted behind his neck, was clouded over his face, and his body turned slightly towards Luo Zhen's direction without a trace, and the small buzzing sound of the mechanical prosthetic limbs warming up came from under the robe.

It's not hard to guess that the moment Li Jun died on the ring, the pao brother would kill Luo Zhen immediately.

"Kill him!" Zhao Doushen shouted wildly, his expression crazy to the extreme.

Huzuka looked serious, with his hands and ten fingers spread out, blue electric arcs constantly beating between his fingers.

All the members of the Knife Sacrificial Society gathered around him, ready to face Brother Pao's turn against him.

The fight on the ring has not yet settled, but the audience is already full of chaos.

Only the old man on the top still looked normal, as if he was not worried about Li Jun's defeat at all.

"My fifth brother Hongqi can be killed by a little pirate?"

Zhao Ding's chapped lips moved slightly, and his voice was soft, almost talking to himself.

As soon as the old man finished speaking, the stage suddenly changed!

"die!"

Langren exhaled and drank violently, and the samurai sword in his hand cut across like lightning, the sword was extremely fierce.

But until the arm holding the knife was fully stretched, Langren still didn't feel the pleasure of cutting flesh and blood from the blade!

Li Jun's figure swayed back an inch strangely at the very moment, barely getting out of the way of the beheading knife!

"Agility?! Gossip swimming?!"

Luo Zhen, who was a patrol inspector of the Tianfu guards, had extremely vicious eyes, and recognized Li Jun's movement at a glance, and the corners of his mouth that were already grinning suddenly tightened.

Kuang Qingyun, who had almost been slaughtered, forcibly stopped the mechanical Achilles tendon and calf artificial muscles whose power had climbed to the maximum.

The concrete floor under his feet was cracked, and his skin, which was so fair that the pores could hardly be seen, turned red for a while.

Huzuka, who was standing opposite him, also looked surprised, the electric arc jumping between his fingers became disordered for a moment, and a puff of white smoke with scorched skin rose slowly.

All the surging undercurrents came to an abrupt end because of Li Jun's violent kick.

The three masters who entered the sequence had exactly the same confusion as that of the dead Sun Jiu.

"This Li Jun actually injected so much martial arts, isn't he afraid of genetic collapse?"

In their cognition, there are two key points for advancing to the martial arts sequence. One is to maintain the absolute integrity of flesh and blood, and cannot accept any prosthetic body modification and implants.

Another point is to maintain the stability of genes, which requires warriors not to inject too much martial arts, otherwise the weak genes of human beings before they are unlocked will easily collapse.

Even Langren, known as No. 1 of the 'Ten Nobles' of the Knife Sacrifice Association, only injected an eighth-rank internal force and an eighth-rank saber technique.

This is already the limit of his genetic carrying capacity.

Wave Blade didn't expect that Li Jun would actually inject a movement technique that didn't have an obvious effect under the sequence, and successfully avoided his own sure-killing knife.

However, his astonishment didn't last long, because there was already a fierce wind blowing over his head.

Li Jun did not choose to wield the slightly bulky Qi Family Knife, but used his left foot as a support point, and his right leg was like a sharp ax to slash towards Lang Ren's head.

Wave Ren, who had no room to dodge, could only try his best to move his head away, resisting Li Jun's heavy legs with his shoulders.

Boom!
Wave Blade's knees, which were not prepared for the force, suddenly softened, unable to bear the huge force any longer, and hit the ground with a thud.

At this moment, there is a dead silence in the boxing ring.
Lifting it up, Zhao Ding looked heroic, and suddenly shouted: "Xiongqi!"

The old and thick angry voice echoed, and hundreds of brothers in the muddy water robe who suddenly came back to their senses almost at the same time widened their eyes and opened their throats to roar.

"Rise up!"

(End of this chapter)