I'm not a cyberpsycho

Straight punch, jab, jab, dodge, dodge, defense, side kick, straight punch, left hook, right hook, knock down! Smash your head, smash your head, smash your head, smash your head! My head exploded!

"It's neat and tidy..."

Li Pan narrowed his eyes and stared at the violent storm of output on the field. He raised his iron fist and smashed his opponent into pieces, and then turned around and walked away without even taking a breath.

The strength displayed by the opponent was definitely at the level of MT380. He could knock him out with two heavy punches, and his maneuverability to dodge and defend was clearly due to a central nervous system accelerating implant. What's even more rare is that the opponent can completely control these customized prosthetics. This combat power is almost the same as Li Pan's Jiuyin Fourth Transformation Dao Body and the company's first-stage combat fish-man.

Old Wu also nodded,

"This guy's prosthetic body is definitely company-level, but what's important is his talent. His boxing style is very straight, clean and neat, he has a strong sense of rhythm, and his grasp of distance is amazing. He is definitely trained by professional athletes.

I don't know where they found such a talent. The Lovers Gang didn't have such a person. Of course, they didn't have the money to buy such a powerful implant. "

Li Pan couldn't help frowning when he heard this.

"That Okada of Gao Tianyuan is from a Martian girl. The Ye family arranged for you to fight with him. Didn't they send personnel and equipment to support you?"

Uncle Rong interrupted in anger from behind,

"It's a beautiful idea. Those vampires know how to make money. They are very stingy. The financial support they provide to the gang is in the form of loan sharks. The Tianlong Gang was tricked to death by the bank's accountants."

Why are you looking down on banks? They are the real supreme beings in the world, okay?

But yes, Yakuza is one of Takamagahara's own, and the Tianlong Gang is just a chess piece used by the Ye clan because they don't have enough manpower. But according to that, the Lover's Gang is also a bunch of fish, right?

"So the Lovers Gang has met a noble person?" Old Wu was puzzled, "But what about those drug-trafficking gangsters are worthy of the company's attention?"

"The water in Night City is very deep. Maybe in addition to Ye Clan and Gao Tianyuan, there are also new players joining."

Li Pan looked at the schedule sent by the organizer and stood up.

"It's my turn."

"Hey kid!" At this moment, Uncle Rong suddenly said, "Where did you get the black soil!"

Oh, why did you find out his identity just now? These gang intelligence networks are quite extensive. But given his experience of killing fish at Lao Wu's place, it's not difficult to check.

Li Pan shrugged and sent them the photos and videos of Lao Liu during the Panlong team building, drinking and drinking, and being extremely drunk.

"Eating seafood, drinking wine, and soaking in hot springs."

Uncle Rong, "Fuck this old bastard..."

Lao Wu, "Be careful of gout, Mader..."

Li Pan ignored the two resentful old men and jumped directly onto the ring.

The opponent he was matched with this time was a local gangster with dragon tattoos all over his body, probably a remnant of the Dongcheng Society. This man wears a demon armor, holds two samurai swords, and has ceramic armor under his skin. He uses a large number of level four military prosthetics from the local Muramasa series. He can be regarded as an elite monster with a certain strength.

However, Li Pan could kill this kind of elite miscellaneous fish alone a hundred chapters ago. Now he couldn't arouse much interest in it, so he slightly increased the output, raised it to 4%, and started with a flip-fist. .

"Kusuo fight!"

The armor-faced gangster let out a war cry, wielding his two swords and slashing left and right. As usual, Li Pan was dodging and parrying, moving Qi and Qi, moving meridians, while observing the opponent's knife path and prosthetic body parameters.

In this way, he avoided the opponent's routine of seventeen or eight blows in a row. The gangster suddenly raised his arms, cracked his elbows, and sprayed out two streams of high-pressure steam, which quickly exploded in the air! A huge flame flew directly towards Li Pan's face!

This trick of the Jianghu is quite interesting. The spray of chemical fuel not only blocks the line of sight, but also directly adheres to the skin and clothing. After being possessed, it is immediately ignited in the air and burns immediately. Ordinary people may be panicked and screamed repeatedly. , then the underworld can take the opportunity to cut off the hands and feet, and then laugh and watch the human stick wail and flutter in the flames on the ground and die miserably.

However, this trick is of no use to Li Pan. AG-RS7 is designed for nuclear war protection. It has an emergency mechanism and fireproof and heat-insulating coating. The bionic maggot protein has also been genetically customized and can detect rapid temperature rises in the system. down, rapidly changing molecular composition and reorganization.

In short, it's just one sentence. Although Li Pan was burned, he was not completely burned. Only his clothes were ignited. However, the person was still looming in the fire, and he was burned into a torch for a while.

"Wash the pinch!!"

When the gangster succeeded in the sneak attack, he immediately turned around and took a step back. Then he spun like a top to accelerate and accumulate strength. Then he jumped over and unleashed a spiral-accelerating cassock slashing move. The two swords struck directly at Li Pan's head. !

"Fuck you!"

Unfortunately, this move was too swaying forward and back. Li Pan casually grabbed the opponent's two sword blades, raised his vaginal legs and kicked the opponent away, kneeling on the ground in a zigzag shape.

"Oh~~~"

The gangster was immediately stiffened. He crossed his legs and shook for a while before reluctantly raising his head, hoping that Li Pan had been burned to death.

Then he saw the flames on Li Pan extinguished, no, swimming.

The blazing flames turned into two winding fire snakes, spiraling around Li Pan's hands and converging on the blades of the two swords, igniting a pair of bright flame swords.

As if performing acrobatics, Li Pan casually waved his sword, and the flames shone out in all directions, and the flames were slashed out with the wind of the sword. He instantly tore the gangster into eight pieces, chopped them into pieces, and his whole body was burned with rotten flesh. Turn into ashes and burn into coke.

Li Pan casually threw away the charred swords, tore off the charred player uniforms, patted off the dust stained on the formal clothes underneath, and started playing leisurely.

Well, it's not worth mentioning, it's not even a move, it's just the most basic use of Qi.

Yes, since you can control Qi, you can naturally use Qi to control fire.

Although the blood breath refined by the Xuelu Divine Sect does not add much to the attack power and defense of the Taoist body, it is easier to control the earth, water, fire, and wind than the Xuanmen Dao breath. After practicing the Blood God Son Dafa, he can turn his body into blood light and escape anywhere.

According to the "Book of Blood Escape", when the blood escape method is cultivated to the highest level, it can evolve into the ten great formations, such as fire from the ground, ice and cold wind, everything in the universe can be manifested freely, and it can even be manifested with thousands of feet of blood. The river swallows the way of heaven, evolves and reincarnates, etc. This is really not bragging. Li Pan himself has really seen it with his own eyes. A bloody man can corrode the entire world. It is really awesome.

But yes, if we didn't have this unique skill, how could we be so concerned about Xuanmen and pass it down to this day?

And when he showed his hand, old Wu Rongbo was also shocked.

"What is that? Magic? Super powers?" "What kind of implant is this? Is it fireproof?"

Li Pan didn't bother to explain to them the method of cultivating immortals, so he opened his eyelids and made a face at them.

“The company’s technology is mind-blowing.”

Seeing the AG-RS7 he rolled his eyes at, the two of them were really shocked by this painful behavior of using a max-level large size to clear the novice village.

"Damn, you are so rich..." "What are you doing here? Are you free?"

"Come and break your legs, Uncle Wu."

Li Pan sat next to Lao Wu and pointed at the next person to come on the stage.

"I don't want to see you beaten to death by those guys."

Immediately after the next game, the player who took the field carrying a nodachi was a player sent by the Beebeard Party. He was two meters tall and had a murderous evil ghost named Shura Nengei with Yaksha Rakshasa tattoos all over his body from the neck down.

Li Pan has been coveting this elite monster for a long time. Now when he scanned it, he found that the implants all over his body were custom-made by Muramasa Industries. All kinds of subcutaneous armor nerves accelerated combat stimulants and super-charged.

This guy is also very nimble. He swings the sword in a wide range of directions when he comes on stage. He also doesn't suffer from any acceleration overload. He just relies on the sharpness of the sword in his hand and can cut off the opponent's weapon in just a few encounters. He can also chop the opponent into two pieces with the sword. Intestines were spilled everywhere.

This is what a mafia martial arts competition is like. There is no way to fight for a hundred rounds, except that Li Pan is here to play, ahem, practice. Everyone else is here to kill people. They don’t have the time or the ability to linger for long. The winner will be decided in a few seconds.

However, although the opponent did not take the initiative to show his strength, Li Pan also saw the details of Shura Niangui.

It stands to reason that the prison would dismantle dangerous prosthetics, but after this Shura Niangui guy was bailed out for medical treatment, he was obviously equipped with new equipment by the Beebeard Party, especially the protruding spine like a lobster shell on his back, which completely changed the tattoos on his back. It's cracked, obviously not original. Judging from the scan data, it should be some kind of unreported high-power central nervous system accelerator component. I'm afraid it's a sixth-level product. It's not in the data collected by the 18th. It's definitely some kind of experimental military. A murder weapon.

"I think this guy's combat power is at least 50 million yuan. Hey, Uncle Wu, your prosthetic limb is older than me. Do you want 5,000 yuan?"

Old Wu remained silent. He also knew that jumping up and fighting these cybernetic musclemen with one leg like this would be a way to die. However, he came here just to die.

Uncle Rong rolled his eyes, "Today's competition is to divide the gang's sphere of influence. Why don't you join us and Rongtang as the deputy hall leader, replacing Lao Wu..."

"Hey, damn it," Li Pan raised his middle finger, "Young master, you are just going along. Your head bounty is not enough to maintain my prosthetic body, so I am too lazy to take care of you. Disband early and find a class!"

"Humph!" Uncle Rong was so annoyed that he couldn't speak anymore.

And Isamu Okada, the top four seed, also appeared soon. This guy is even more rogue. Although Juan uses his prosthetic body to bully people, he is still competing in a serious martial arts competition. Asura Niangui kills people with a knife, and he is also a gangster after all. , this Isamu Okada actually turned on optical invisibility directly when he came up! The opponent didn't react at all, and his throat was cut and beheaded by a red sword light...

These are basically professional killer special forces. They are really bullying civilians...

When other gangs saw this situation, they all knew themselves. After all, they were not crazy. They were just joining the underworld to make a living. It was reasonable to have qualified for the group stage. Soon, those small forces with no ambitions , are very self-aware and have withdrawn from the competition one after another.

Old Wu was not stupid. When he saw that all the rookies on the ground had taken the initiative to withdraw, the remaining tough guys were basically the old faces underground. None of them were easy to get along with, so he looked at Li Pan.

"Do you have to stop me?"

Li Pan smiled and nodded.

Old Wu sighed and looked at Uncle Rong,

"As you can see, his worth is probably no less than nine figures, so I tried my best."

Uncle Rong snorted coldly, still sulking.

So Lao Wu winked at Li Pan and said,

"I'm so broke that I don't have the strength to give you another life. If you want it, I'll pass it on to you."

Li Pan was so happy that he paid directly. The organizer immediately adjusted the competition process and cleared the arena for Lao Wu and Li Pan.

Lao Wu filled the lame civilian prosthesis with engine oil, replaced the battery, and injected a booster. Then he reluctantly stood up with a stamp of his feet. While nagging, a series of kicks came over his feet. .

"In my hometown, it's called Waizi Kou, and it actually simulates marksmanship with legs. It loops up and down, folds and tilts, makes the legs look like arms, and pokes the toes like the tip of a gun.

The hands are used to poke and sweep with guns, and the feet are used to poke and kick. The hands and feet are used together, up and down guard each other, and the inside and outside are in harmony. When the hands are stretched out, the shoulders are urged, the shoulders are urging the elbows, the elbows are urging the hands, when the feet are forward, the waist is urging the hips, the hips are urging the knees, and the knees are urging the feet!

Inch kick! Ding field! After teasing! Poke step! Flirting! Pierce the heart! "

Li Pan engaged Lao Wu on the spot, wandering and dodging, paying attention to his moves, and occasionally bumping into him on his own initiative to try out changes in his strength.

It is indeed a pity for Lao Wu. He is indeed a very traditional martial arts master. He has never neglected his martial arts skills for so many years and has maintained his physical fitness at its peak even at his age. Just like Old Liu back then, Panicia's two feet can kick you away.

If he hadn't been too stubborn, stupid, and stubborn, if he hadn't been kicked off his leg by Madman Nawu, if he had money, prosthetics, equipment, and a company, he would probably, no, definitely be able to make a name for himself in the Night City, right?

Of course, this is also nonsense. There are so many ifs in the world. If there are tricks that can be opened, who can't become a legend in the City of Night? But most people don’t even have the opportunity to cheat.

All I can say is that opportunities choose people from beginning to end, just like in novels.

You are lucky, the Buddha has seen you among all living beings, and the spider's thread has been thrown to you.

It depends on you whether you can grab this thread and climb all the way up, out of this purgatory, and to the top of the world.

"Poke the feet!"

Being distracted for a moment, Li Pan got kicked. He immediately woke up and carefully watched the number of kicks.

Fortunately, this set of nine-level imperial steps, the most core method of exerting power, was already mentioned by Lao Wu back then. In fact, whether he drank the tea or not, he had received the true teaching and entered the door. What is missing now is a complete set of leg changes. Lao Wu finally went through the complete routine. He just mentioned a few key tips and tricks here and there, and basically mastered it with his hands.

Could it be more difficult than the one hundred and twenty-seventh path Xuan Bing Palm?

Therefore, Li Pan was even able to outdo his old master. He cooperated with Dao Qi Yun and exerted his strength, turning the blood breath into Qi blades and condensing them on his toes. He only raised his foot to poke and kicked off Lao Wu's prosthetic leg. Ding ding ding Dongdong flew out of the ring.

Lao Wu blew his beard and glared at him angrily.

Li Pan waved his hand nonchalantly,

"I just said that this model is too old and can't keep up with your pace, Uncle Wu. It has been pretending to be rheumatoid arthritis for a long time. I will reimburse you for a new one."

"Bah! You don't need to pity me! I don't owe you anything anymore! I lost!"

Lao Wu jumped off the ring on one leg and left.

"Hmph! Why are you still sitting there! Anyway, we have followed the rules, let's go!"

Uncle Rong yelled and was supported by several thugs, leading He Rongtang's thugs to leave.

The tattooed gangster girl in cheongsam also came up to him with a smile and handed him a plate of water, wine and fruit.

"Do the guests want to continue playing?"

"It's necessary. Didn't you see that I just learned a new set of tricks and now I'm starting to warm up? Why don't we let all three of them go together?"

The gangster girl smiled and apologized.

"Guest, if you like to play, we are always welcome, but the people above have other arrangements for today's competition, and a champion must be determined. I'm so sorry..."

"Everyone, stop moving! NCPA!!"

Suddenly, a bright light shone down from above. A group of gangsters in the scene turned around and saw a policewoman in NCPA uniform standing at the entrance to the elevator above, holding a bright flashlight and a pistol while shouting,

"Headquarters! Requesting support! This is Angela Regan of the Sixth Division of the Public Security Patrol! It was discovered that a large number of gangsters were gathering for a fight under the football stadium!

Put down your weapons! Put your hands up! You violated the Night City Public Security Regulations and were arrested! "

Everyone was silent.

Li Pan quickly raised his hand.

The gangster woman looked at him sideways.

Li Pan kindly reminded her, "Don't kill her. Didn't you hear that her last name was Lei Gen?"

Hearing this, the gangster woman raised her eyebrows slightly and whispered,

"Don't kill her."

So the light of the knife flashed, cutting off Angela Regan's pistol and flashlight. In the suddenly extinguished light and shadow, a pair of mantis knives crossed each other and cut off the communicator on the policewoman's shoulder. However, they avoided the policewoman's neck at the last moment. In turn, it passed through Angela's ribs, lifted her whole body up, and threw her down from the high platform.

Li Pan moved his feet, jumped out in a flash, and jumped up two or three times to catch the policewoman in his arms.

"Cough! Cough! Cough!"

Angela Regan's body armor and police uniform were pierced. The two knives pierced her lungs, blood poured into her trachea, and she was scratching her throat and coughing up pink foam.

Li Pan poked a hole in her throat with one finger to prevent her from suffocating to death. He then grabbed two fistfuls of her wounds, coagulated the flesh and blood into a ball, stopped the bleeding, and knocked her out from the pain.

"Guest, you are so nervous. Do you know this NCPA?"

The gangster girl in cheongsam came over, bent down with her knees in hand, and said with a smile.

"That's all, I'll give you a face this time, and give me a face as well. Let's take her away, okay? We still have to compete."

Li Pan said curiously,

"Why do you insist on choosing a champion? Do you really want to choose the leader of the underworld martial arts alliance?"

The gangster girl smiled and said,

"Yes, because we are going to elect a new leader of the Tokyo Underworld Alliance and establish a new East City Alliance.

That is to say, the one who chooses the world in the Night Capital is the Night King. "

"Wow, Night King, can you give me a more naughty name..."

The mafia girl smiled and pointed around the ring. The players and spectators who still hadn’t dispersed were hidden everywhere.

"The Tianlong Gang and the Lovers' Gang are just the tip of the iceberg in the City of Night. And under the water, under the New Tokyo Underground City, there are countless criminal organizations hidden underground.

The extremely evil criminal organizations that have fallen here are basically extremely cruel, violating laws and disciplines, and even seriously affecting the company's normal production and operations, so they were driven into the sewers by the Security Bureau and NCPA.

To put it bluntly, those gangsters outside are just salespeople. And they underground are the real criminal groups, killers, drug dealers, and arms dealers in the other world. They are an essential part of this 0791 illegal business network. It's just that every underground person is charged with a serious crime and will be killed by the NCPA on the spot, and will never be able to return to the surface.

Therefore, they need a semi-official organization like the Dongcheng Society. As the nominal manager of the entire underworld world, they can become a bridge connecting the two worlds and coordinating all aspects of business channels.

Therefore, the Night King is indispensable. "

The gangster girl said with a smile,

"Of course, Night King or something like that is just a false name for us underground people. You are not on the same path as us. Drive Herongtang away. I am no longer easy to deal with. It will be really bad if we continue to make trouble like this. It’s over, so please…”

Li Pan happily projected a fat tiger head electronic mark.

"Hey! You told me earlier! Why am I not a member of the underworld? Did you see, I am the representative of the Tiger Head Gang!

Tell me, do I also have a place in the underworld in the City of Night? Can I also come out and choose this Night King? "

The gangster girl smiled bitterly,

"Ah this...this tiger-headed helper doesn't even have a street under his belt, so he is not qualified to participate in this competition. It is not in accordance with the procedures, guest..."

Li Pan chuckled,

"I understand, I understand, talk about process and rules, you are a corporate dog, so why not do this, I will kill all these contestants, let's talk about the rules again."

"Ahh..."

The mafia girl let out a long sigh, put away her smile, tilted her head, split her thighs, and pulled out two kukri knives from the inner thighs.

"I can't stand it anymore. This lunatic can't listen to his nice words and can't talk sense. Let's kill him."

"Buzz!"

"Warning! Illegal gravity restraint suppression detected!"

"Warning! Strong ECM directional interference detected!"

"Warning! Unidentified golem invasion detected!"

"Warning! EMP magnetic confinement field bombardment detected!"

"Warning! ICE has been illegally invaded!"

The gangster woman's eyes flashed coldly, and she struck Li Pan on the head with a knife!

Li Pan shrunk his waist, flicked his legs, hugged Angela Regen and jumped to avoid the blade. At the same time, from all directions, a large number of intelligent people lifted their optical invisibility and displayed their bright high-voltage electric mantis knives, like a cave full of bats swarming in! Rushing towards Li Pan Feisheng!

Now Li Pan didn't dare to be too big, so he quickly released the eco-mode, increased the output to 100%, started accelerating and jumped rapidly on the cliff. At the same time, he flew his feet in the air, poked his feet and connected with the magic, killing the killers who were coming from all directions. The robot kicked away.

And the gangster girl over there drove Li Pan out of the ring with two or three swords, and instead of chasing after her, she turned around, smiled so brightly that she surpassed all the gangsters and bowed,

"I'm sorry, don't worry about this obstruction, leave it to us, please continue playing.

Once again, if you win the championship, you will not only receive a billion dollar award from our company, but also a specially customized combat prosthetic body.

He will also win the friendship of our company for this gang and become the designated cooperative agent of our BYB Group in 0791.

So, I invite you all to start fighting. "