Cyber Heroes

At that moment, the original informant made a judgment.

This guy attacked like this on purpose. He did have the idea of ​​killing anyone who stood in his way.

--what happened? Do you think of me as a martial arts master in a martial arts school?

The original man had no time to draw his gun, so he could only use his hands to block the opponent's kick. But the opponent's speed is too fast. It turns out that Wenren's prosthetic body is just a spare temporary prosthetic body, and his movements can't keep up with his consciousness. Yuan Wenren could only watch his hands move slowly in space anxiously, unable to catch up with the best opportunity to "block".

She reluctantly used both hands and wrists to get on the opponent's tires. But the guy immediately started the tires, and the rotation of the tires produced a lateral force. The direction of the kick changed, and it hit the original reporter's forehead.

This is a blow that can turn your brain into a tofu brain.

The person who heard the news fell backwards with all his strength. This kick grazed her forehead. Yuan Wenren flew backwards.

Robert is right behind the original source. He stretched out his hand to hold Yuan Wenren, and took two steps back to calm the impact. The old man helped Yuan Wenren stand up and said: "Your Excellency is very murderous! Warriors from good families will not be like this. Are you a Jianghu person or a Green Forest person?"

——He is definitely a Green Forester...

The original person stood there in shock. After getting started with internal skills, she had a deeper sense of the "temperament" revealed by a person's movements, as if his hands and feet could "speak". She has a more intuitive feeling than these martial arts warriors who don't understand internal skills and only recognize people based on experience.

This guy's move was indeed aimed at ending the other person's life, but he himself didn't have much attachment to the matter of "killing people." It was as if he just kicked someone's head off and did it casually.

This indifferent murderousness has only been seen in Green Forest people. It is not like this for knights or hawks to kill people.

She gave Yuki a worried look. This kid was thrown out by her just now. He didn't receive a direct hit, but he was still knocked upside down. Fortunately, Youki has also seen a few battles and knows the current situation, so he crawls and moves towards the edge of the field little by little.

Yuan Wenren looked at the warrior who came to kick the gym again. The warrior has a crown on his head that optimizes the overall aerodynamic shape, and a tail on the back that changes the center of gravity. His legs are slender and not human-like, with a pair of tires embedded at the end of his calves.

A speed-based lightweight prosthesis for classic urban street fighting.

The source knows that this kind of prosthetic body is more suitable for bursting and turning on flat ground. If the tire is turned sideways, it is not a problem to cross complex obstacles such as stairs. This was originally designed to escape quickly after an assassination in the city. This type of prosthetic body is not uncommon in the world. In Green Foresters, the guys responsible for activities in the city will also prepare prosthetic bodies with similar structures.

Among martial arts warriors...except for special events such as "Mobile Ball", this kind of prosthetic body is relatively rare. It’s not very suitable for the ring.

This person is none other than Yuan Tiaozixia and Xin Tiansuixing Borshu. He just changed the paint on the prosthetic body and broke into the city.

When he saw Robert, he sneered: "Are you the master of the magnetic line style gun martial arts school?" He glanced at the crowd behind him: "Drink, steel bone style, B-52 way, MTB swordsmanship, super sumo... …It seems like there are more than just warriors from your family here.”

Borshu stood up straight and said, "Want to join us?"

"You suddenly left messages on the pages of several of our martial arts schools, saying that you are coming to compete today, and the agreed times are almost the same." Robert said: "I think this is not in line with the rules of the martial arts, and you are not a good person. So. I called a few of them here, just as insurance. If you still compete according to the rules, then we will naturally act according to the rules. But if you have bad intentions and are here to kill, then please Don’t blame us for joining forces to defend ourselves.”

"Haha...hahahahaha..." Borshu covered his face with his hands and laughed: "Martial arts people...it turns out you are also martial arts people...hahahaha..."

This is almost a disguised admission that he is not a martial arts master.

It turns out that the person who heard this secretly said something was wrong. Martial arts masters in martial arts schools have good external skills, but only external skills are good. The specifications of their prosthetic bodies are restricted by the rules of the competition and are not as arbitrary as those of the Jianghu and Green Foresters. More importantly, they also have no internal strength.

A green forest man with a little bit of internal strength can rely on the technique of witnessing to massacre a group of martial arts masters.

Yuan Wenren made up her mind that if this Lu Lin really wanted to do this, then she would have to intervene.

Faced with these words that were almost provocative, Robert did not get angry. He slowly took off the flexible screen on his head and said: "Whatever you think. You sanddusts who don't fall to the ground don't like us anymore. It's not just a day or two. Our attitude is still the same. If you are willing to follow The rules of the martial arts school determine the outcome, and we are still willing to compete with you according to the rules of the martial arts school."

His flexible screen is actually used to protect his eyes. The prosthetic eye of this Gundo warrior seems to be quite impressive. There is no extra modification on his face, and a pair of prosthetic eyes already takes up most of his face. But for some reason, this mechanical and dull face, coupled with those words, actually had the slightest aura of calmness and self-power.

Borshu tilted his head, glanced at Robert, and said, "Okay, I came here with this purpose in mind. Okay." He looked around: "I originally planned to fight one by one, but, you guys Now that we are all together, that’s great, it saves me the energy to travel. Come on, it doesn’t hurt to go together..."

"Going shoulder to shoulder is not the way to treat guests." Robert took a step forward and said, "Besides, we are not martial arts masters from the same martial arts school. Since you said you want to compete in martial arts gyms, then naturally you have to fight in martial arts gyms one by one. Let's do it together. Come on, what kind of behavior will you be in?"

The original reporter whispered: "Master Fan, this guy is just a green forest. If you fight him, you will easily overturn..."

Robert raised his arms to stop the original reporter from saying: "I'm sorry, guest, this matter has nothing to do with you. After all, this is the matter of our martial arts school. Our martial arts school relies on this little rule that does not violate the Dyson Principle. It barely managed to maintain a little 'look'. I couldn't ruin it."

The original listener was silent. In this day and age, talking about "rules" is a very dangerous thing. The Dyson Principle prohibits "rules above people", and any self-made rules to constrain people are illegal behaviors that step outside the line. Personal dependence relationships like small clans are relatively common. The martial arts school is also barely able to maintain its existence in the form of "apprentices relying on their instructors" similar to that of scientific research knights.

Just like the scientific research knights use "science" as the banner to unite their group, the martial arts people are also desperately looking for something that can embrace their own spirit and belong to the group.

What used to be called "culture".

Yuan Wenren knew that he could not stop the martial arts masters from these martial arts schools. She could only slowly retreat and come to Yuki.

During the entire movement, she pressed her hands on the gun and looked at the green forest with caution.

Borshu seemed to be looking at Yuan Wenren with deep understanding. He also has a foundation of internal strength. Borshu also recognized him, he was a knight.

He stretched out his hand, pointed at Yuan Wenren, and said, "Knight? You are not bad. Let's have a fight?"

"Stop!" Robert took a step forward: "They are guests of our martial arts studio. Are you here to see us?"

"Standing up for him? Are you kidding? You may not even be able to beat him..."

"This has nothing to do with strength." Robert took a step forward again: "If we can't protect our guests, how can our martial arts school have the dignity to open a gym and teach disciples?"

"Interesting..." Borshu shook his neck: "That's okay. Knight over there, wait until you leave this martial arts school and we'll compete again."

At the same time, the original informant also received a message from Master Fan: [Madam, when I compete with this guy later, please leave through the back door. 】

This came from the martial arts school’s public WiFi.

Yuan Wenren said: [Martial Master, if I leave like this, he might be able to massacre you all with his internal strength. 】

Robert said: [You are also bringing a young man who has not started yet]

He didn't argue anymore. As a martial arts master, Robert does not understand internal strength, so the matter of "sending messages through his own WiFi" requires a certain amount of energy for him, and he cannot do it as naturally as a knight.

He looked at Borshu again and said, "Then, according to the rules of the gymnasium, you can tell me the lottery first. If you win, what do you want?"

This is also a well-established tradition of "Kicking Hall" competitions. Generally speaking, "kicking the gym" is when a junior martial artist wants to make a name for his own martial arts gym, so he comes to challenge other martial arts gyms. In this case, the "luck" designated by the challenger defaults to "the loser promotes the winner's name."

However, there are also some "kicks" involving various personal conflicts within the martial arts ecology. In this case, the "lottery" can be changed. Like, "I want those legs you use for competition," or something like that.

The reason why Robert asked this was because Borshu was indeed not a "generally speaking" kind of kicker. Although he left a message on the martial arts school's homepage that he was coming to compete in the gym, he did not mention his own school in the message. This cannot be summed up by "making a name for yourself".

"Ah... that's right..." Borshu tilted his neck: "Let me think about it... what I want now is information... Your martial arts school knows some news about various religions and sects. Right?"

Robert said: "It is impossible to compare with thugs who have internal strength."

"No... some information may not necessarily be found on the Internet. If His Highness the 'Vulcan' can't find something, it means that its information is definitely not on the Internet - I'm here to try my luck." Borshu stood up and raised his hands: "If I win, help me find out the legend of the Eighth Martial God."

The Eighth Martial God happened decades ago. At that time, it was the heyday of this group of warriors. They show signs of surprise (such as flashing eyes). Robert shouted: "How could we know about the Eighth Valkyrie?"