Master of Fist

"I'm still used to this thing!" Jiang Heng looked at the blood crystal in his hand and couldn't help sighing.

Although the medicine solution and energy crystals are good, it takes a lot of effort to absorb them, and it hurts if you inhale too much. The blood crystal is a bit of a bad thing, but after being converted into a ball, there is no difference at all. The key is to have a large amount and fill it up!

Jiang Heng quickly compared these things in his mind, and the energy level of the most common orc warrior is generally around three or four hundred. And one blood crystal, where the essence of their bodies are located, is comparable to fifty energy crystals, and half a glass column of medical solution.

And now the orc warriors entering the spaceship have...

Jiang Heng's eyes were shining, and a bloodthirsty smile appeared on his face.

"Master, go away! It's the beast race!"

A layer of fine nano body armor has emerged on the body of the two bodyguards. At the same time, with a flick of their hands, an alloy sword popped out from their wrists.

The expressions of the two were extremely dignified, and the existence of the beast race seldom appeared in the eyes of ordinary people. Most of them are faced by the military, or warriors who often perform missions will have a certain chance to meet. For example, they often ran out with their young master and never met a beast race.

"Beast race! How come there are beast races here?"

The young master of the Muse Consortium also frowned a little, he never thought that he would meet the orcs this time. Although this place does not belong to the hinterland of the star field under the Luohui Empire, it is also in the border area.

This place is not far away from the star field, the main battlefield where the orcs are confronted. If you can meet the orcs here, it is almost the same as buying a lottery ticket and winning 100,000 energy crystals.

Boom boom boom!

The armed force of the Frederick Merchant Ship responsible for protecting this box has already confronted the beasts in front, and the sound of intensive energy shell bombardment can be heard endlessly, accompanied by screams, making it extremely chaotic.

Even if the fat young man seemed indifferent on weekdays, he had to be serious at this time. This is not comparable to previous kidnappers and star robbers.

Star Thief kills without blinking an eye, while Orcs are monsters who take killing as a daily routine.

Even the other party once regarded humanoids as rations, which made it impossible to communicate at all. The other party will not treat him specially just because he is the young master of the Muse Consortium.

In the eyes of the orcs, he is just a food with more meat than other humans.

"A total of ten orcs are rapidly approaching here, and they are expected to appear in the field of vision in three minutes!" Numbers popped up from time to time on the lens of the glasses on the bridge of the obese young man's nose.

"The energy level is generally around three hundred to four hundred!"

The fat man was still muttering to himself, but the wrinkles on his face couldn't help but deepened as he spoke.

"There are also ten orcs in the left channel, and there is also an orc with an energy level of 600!"

These words made the faces of the two bodyguards in front of them change. If there were only twenty orcs with an energy level of three or four hundred, the two of them would be able to kill them one by one even if they were injured. But there is another orc with an energy level of six hundred, which is different.

"Estimated winning rate is 70%! You can fight!"

Fatty nodded slightly when he saw the data simulated by the auxiliary intelligence brain, and at the same time, the movement of his hands did not stop. He lightly pressed the wristband on his wrist, and the next moment his whole body was quickly covered by a layer of fine-grained individual armor full of sci-fi colors. .

The overall shape is streamlined, but the fat man's body is so fat that wearing armor only looks like he has changed from an ordinary fat man to a flexible fat man.

The fat man was wearing three or four bracelets, and then he took off the bracelets one by one, pressed the buttons on them at the same time, and threw them out immediately.

The moment it was thrown out, when it was thrown into the air, countless tiny metal structures began to pour out from the bracelet, and several huge metal structures formed on the ground the next moment.

This is obviously a common method for low-level mechanics. The nano-mechanical containment ring can accommodate a large number of nano-micro-robots. At the same time, it can be realistically constructed based on the 3D model built in advance by the auxiliary brain.

There were three oddly shaped metal blocks in total. The fat man bent over and began to fly his fingers and assembled them quickly. Soon a huge war machine that was two meters high and one meter wide appeared in the aisle.

This is a machine with a strange shape that seems to be placed on the ground, and it looks like a precision instrument, with energy slowly accumulating in its core.

"Well! Not bad, the winning rate has increased to 90!"

"Here we come!" The bodyguard tensed up, looking straight ahead with a serious face.

Orcs began to appear in the aisle ahead. They were dressed in simple and retro clothes, but they were all extremely hideous. Some had scales, and some had metallic luster in their fur.

The armed forces responsible for protecting Fatty began to withdraw, many of them were covered in blood, and some of their faces were already pale with fright.

"Get out of the way!"

The fat man roared, and at the same time he came to the back of the weird small war machine with a smile on his face, and at the same time pulled the lever behind the machine vigorously with both hands.

hum!

However, the front part of the strange machine began to rotate at a high speed, and everyone bypassed the fat man and came to the back one by one, holding weapons and waiting in full swing.

The front of the weapon began to slowly gather bright blue light, and from time to time, electric arcs jumped nearby.

Seeing this scene, the orcs were not afraid at all, they continued to rush towards this side with hideous faces. They have seen many human energy weapons.

I have some concerns, but I am not afraid at all. Ordinary energy weapons require cluster coverage attacks to cause casualties to them. As for this weird thing in front of him, it looks a little different, but it doesn't matter, in the eyes of the orcs.

As long as the size is not much different, the effect is not much different. The strength of normal orcs' energy weapons against humans is equal to the size of the launcher.

This is indeed correct, at least there is no problem in general, because the energy that the cannon barrel can release at one time is even more amazing.

Can...

"Oh! The orcs are as stupid as the rumors say!"

"go to hell!"

With a sneer, the gun barrel seemed to be stored to the limit, and the next moment there was a whistling, a thick blue beam of light shot out quickly, and the dazzling blue light almost filled the entire aisle.

Sparks charged along the way, and lasted for three or four breaths before the blue energy beam gradually disappeared.

At this time, the aisle ahead could not see a standing orc at all, only a scorched black mass remained.

"Is the mechanic's energy attack so easy to catch?"

The fat man was full of sneers, and even whistled with a relaxed expression, enjoying the astonished gazes of the armed soldiers behind him and his bodyguards.

But the smile didn't last long, and the reminder to assist the brain sounded again in his mind.

At the same time, a rapidly increasing number appeared on the glasses.

"One...two...four?! Four energy levels in a thousand?! Winning rate....10?"

What I just killed was a group of miscellaneous fish with an energy level of around 300 or 400. Even a high-level miscellaneous fish with an energy level of 600 could not withstand the D-level plasma energy cannon he assembled.

It should be no problem to hit the opponent head-on with a D-level energy weapon, but will the opponent really be hit so easily?

For the orcs with a power level of over a thousand, with the length of the aisle in the spaceship, it may take only one or two breaths for the opponent to rush here from the end.

He doesn't have enough energy in this time!

Especially how the other party will not be vigilant when they see the tragic situation at the scene!

"Damn it! I can only fight close to hand!"

The fat man is cursing, and the thing that mechanics hate most is hand-to-hand combat, especially before being a first-class mechanic. Because only a top mechanic can create a heavy armor with sufficient hardness and power.

At the same time, only high-level mechanics have the possibility to drive this special mecha, because the operation of this special mecha is cumbersome, and it is simply not possible for middle- and low-level mechanics with their poor computing power.

"Young master! After we're done, run away!" The bodyguard looked anxious.

At this time, several burly figures had appeared at the end of the aisle in the distance. Looking at the mess at the scene, evil spirits appeared on their faces, and they looked at this side with cold eyes, bloodthirsty in their eyes.

"Human Warrior?" One of the orcs covered in thick scales cracked a mouth full of fangs and let out a cold laugh.

"The tall one of Linshang is mine!"

The other orc, who was four meters tall, pointed at one of the tall bodyguards and laughed.

"That strong one is mine!" An orc with barbs all over his body and six arms looked at another bodyguard and let out a hearty laugh.

"Then I want that fat man!"

The four orcs began to discuss with grinning grins. They all spoke the common language, which made the two bodyguards standing in the front tremble uncontrollably.

"Death to the orcs!" One of the tall bodyguards couldn't bear to attack first.

What he used were two high-frequency cutting swords, which also had the effect of energy conduction. The burst of energy and blood instantly rendered the swords scarlet.

"Haha! He's mine!" The fat orc shrunk, and the next moment the fat body shot towards the bodyguard like a cannonball.

Seeing this, another bodyguard with a broad body stepped forward and shot away. He used a thick high-frequency cutting knife, and his blood burst out likewise, before he joined forces with his companions. The other party's barbed orc had already stopped him.

The remaining two orcs looked at each other, grinned cruelly, and rushed towards the crowd behind.

Seeing this, the two bodyguards swung away their opponents, and directly stopped the remaining two orcs as well. For a moment, there was a fight on the narrow corridor.

The obese young man looked at the scene in front of him with a gloomy expression. Escaping was definitely impossible. For the orcs with an energy level of one thousand, it was very easy to catch up with him.

His intellectual brain was quickly simulating the opponent's attack style, and in just a moment, his intellectual brain had already generated a set of moves to deal with several orcs.

The obese young man flicked his hand, and threw out a high-frequency long sword. The power system of the nano-armor on the surface of the body exploded with full force and rushed towards the battle group.

The obese young man rushed into the battle group, and under the operation of the auxiliary brain, he quickly shuttled across the battlefield flexibly, stabbing a few swords from time to time to interfere with the opponent.

With the best response plan simulated by the assisted intelligence brain, most of his current behaviors are actually taken over by the intelligence brain, moving around in the battle group, just like the best swordsman constantly inflicting trauma on the orc warriors.

"Human mechanic?"

The armored orc seemed to have thought of something, his scarlet eyes moved to the fat young man, and the next moment he began to rush towards the fat young man with all his strength.

Just now he has been held back by one of the bodyguards. Although the two bodyguards were already scarred, they still fought hard regardless of their injuries.

This still made the four orcs have to spend a lot of energy to deal with it, which led to the fat youth being able to advance and retreat freely in the battle group.

After the scaled orcs began to focus on him, the fat young man soon felt the pressure.

The big ax in the hand of the scale armored beast clan slashed, and almost brushed against the fat man's scalp, assisting Zhinao to avoid it narrowly, which made the fat man break out in a cold sweat.

"Reminder! The function of the body itself is less than 10% of the target, and there will be a huge loophole in the response plan!"

A reminder from the auxiliary intelligence brain sounded in his mind, and the fat man's face was extremely ugly inside the armor, which he had expected for a long time.

The function of his armor is comparable to that of the orcs with an energy level of three or four hundred. Facing the orcs with an energy level of one thousand, he can only be crushed.

This is the case even if the assisted intelligence brain simulates the best response plan. This is not the reason for the moves, but the comprehensive crushing of all aspects of physical fitness, whether it is speed or strength.

Clang!

The big ax fell down hard again.

The speed was so fast that Fatty's brain had no choice but to quickly raise the blade to block the blow.

"Reminder! The impact exceeds 300% of what the body can withstand, and the body is damaged by 20%!"

With a muffled sound, the nano-armor close to Fatty's body trembled violently, as if it had stirred up waves. At the same time, under this tremor, many nano-robots like metal dust were shaken off from the body.

Fatty's back began to show a large gap that did not cover the armor area, which was due to the serious wear and tear of the nano-robots, which prevented the body from being completely covered.

"Damn it!"

The fat man was thinking about the countermeasures rapidly in his mind, but the other party would not give him the space to think, so he raised the big ax high, and then slammed it down again.

Clang!

There was another muffled sound, and the nano-armor on the fat man's body trembled again, and a large number of nano-robots were destroyed and fell under the impact of this force.

Clang!

Ax after ax!

Three or four sharp axes slammed down, and the fat man now only had one arm and one leg with a shallow layer of nano-robots attached.

"Hey! Human mechanic! You are very good at blocking my attacks so many times!"

The beast tribe covered in scales grabbed the fat man's head with his big hands and lifted him up.

Fatty struggled hard, but with less than 10% of the nano armor, he was no better than ordinary people!

"Little Lord!!!"

"puff!"

Seeing this scene, the bodyguard yelled and was about to pounce, but the beast clan next to him punched him directly, and the bodyguard clutched his stomach and flew out backwards. Another bodyguard also wanted to step forward, but he was almost unbearable after being besieged by two orcs. One arm had even been swallowed by one of the orcs.

The fat man looked desperate. He somewhat missed the extravagant days at the headquarters of the consortium. It doesn't seem bad that way, even if it's a little boring.

puff!

But when the scene was tense for a while, a sound of breaking into the body sounded from behind the scaled beasts.

The scale armored orc glanced back suspiciously, his scarlet pupils shrank suddenly.

At this time, the fat orc was clutching his abdomen tremblingly, and he could feel a big hand in his body grabbing his viscera.

He turned his head tremblingly, but just in time saw a human man with messy black hair grinning at him.

Crash!

Blood spattered, and the black-haired young man pulled his big hand, and with the blood spurting out, a series of greasy viscera and intestines were drawn out, and at the same time, there was a section of spine......