When I was supposed to be slaying the dragon, I accidentally started cultivating immortality

Japan, Tokyo, Shinjuku District, on the top floor of the Genji Heavy Industries building, in a room wrapped in layers of metal walls and metal doors.

In the huge LCD screen, accompanied by impassioned music, a strong man wearing a white training suit and a red headband with bulging muscles punched Euro and flew away, and an eye-catching "K.O." appeared in the center of the screen. .

Yuan Zhisheng silently put down the controller, and the red-haired girl sitting next to him stared at the screen intently.

This was already the fifth time that Yuan Zhisheng had been KO'd by his opponent. Except for the first time when he took over his sister's mess and had an inherent health disadvantage, the other four times were all extremely cruel crushings.

In the last round, the opponent's fighting style was extremely gorgeous, with endless combos, just like the surface of a pond in a storm. The waves would not stop for half a second, until finally his Sean's health bar was completely emptied by Long's combos. So far, he has not been able to organize even an effective counterattack.

In this round, he had already made up his mind that he would never be beaten to death again by the opponent. This was really embarrassing. In order to save his last dignity, he had already activated his bloodline, and his dark eyes had changed. It turned into a bright golden color, and the active and hot dragon blood surged in his veins.

In this state, he could concentrate enough to count the number of times a fly flapped its wings as it flew past him.

However, in this game, the opponent was different from the previous boldness of the art master, and switched to a steady and steady fighting style. He almost didn't use combos. He just kept using light punches and light kicks to suppress his attacks and grind down the blood. He was worn to death - he still failed to organize an effective attack.

God knows how much effort he put into satisfying Eri’s idea of ​​“wanting to compete with foreign players” after watching the Prince of Tennis World Series. Today is Eri’s first day in the world, and he even specially recommended I missed some less important things to accompany Eri to witness this day...

In the end, who would have thought that what he witnessed was his own nightmare.

He knew that there was an ancient Chinese poem that said, "Death before leaving the battlefield, often makes a hero burst into tears." Yuan Zhisheng didn't think he could be worthy of such a noble word as "hero", nor did he think losing a few games would be enough. "Death" is such an exaggeration, but he actually felt this feeling.

Especially when he thought that this so-called "World Series" was something he had put in so much effort and effort on his own, it made him feel even more unspeakably uncomfortable - why did he feel like he was just rushing to get something?

Although Yuan Zhisheng is not a game enthusiast, in terms of technology alone, he is conservatively estimated to be at the top level among all players in Japan, including professional e-sports players. How can he just find a foreigner to compete with him? Was he beaten into such a miserable state?

Has the technology of foreign players already reached this point? The overall level has far exceeded Japan?

Yuan Zhisheng couldn't help but sweat for his compatriots participating in world-class e-sports competitions.

"The opponent is a very powerful master, and we are no match for him." After accepting the reality that he had lost face in front of his sister, Minamoto turned to his sister Eri Uesugi and asked, "Let's change our opponent. Bar?"

The red-haired girl didn't speak. There was some thought in her deep rose-colored eyes. Then she slowly shook her head, picked up the controller that Yuan Zhisheng had put down, and stared at the screen intently.

Today is her first day to participate in the "World Series" and she will never admit defeat!

…

"Brother, do you understand this?"

Lu Mingfei put down his arms, and the figure on the screen jumped into the air, with one leg hanging down and the other leg stretched out. With the hanging leg as the center, the whole person quickly spun like a tornado, launching brutal and rapid combos at Chunli.

At the same time as the last combo ended, Chun-Li's last blood bar was also cleared.

"remember."

Chu Zihang nodded.

"This kind of fighting game requires more practice and more play. As long as you develop the feel and muscle memory, it is not difficult to become a little master and dominate the arcades in a dozen streets around."

Lu Mingfei pointed at Chunli who fell to the ground on the screen and said with admiration: "If someone has the fighting spirit to fight again and again after losing eleven times in a row like his opponent, anyone can do something good."

"Although his level has obviously dropped since the sixth game."

Lu Mingfei added.

"I heard that the characters in this game are based on some real-life fighters."

Chuzi Channel.

"There is such a saying, but the corresponding prototype of the character is more complicated," Lu Mingfei pointed at Chunli and said, "For example, the Chunli who was knocked down by me was partly based on Mao Ying, but also partly based on Japanese Li Honglong, the heroine of the movie "Female Killer"."

"The same goes for other characters. Most of them have more than one prototype, and some even split the same prototype into parts of two characters. In short, it's very complicated."

Lu Mingfei explained.

"The movements of these characters seem to be based on real-life fighting techniques, but after a lot of artistic processing, there is only very little practicality left."

Chu Zihang said, he learned Japanese Kendo at the Children's Palace, but he also learned about various types of fighting techniques, such as Taekwondo, Jiu-Jitsu, etc.

"For fighting games, the priority must be to watch them," Lu Mingfei said matter-of-factly. "If the game is like a real-life fighting game, then it won't be exciting enough. If the fighting is very intense, it will be boring to watch."

"Appreciation and practicality cannot have both," Chu Zihang nodded, "The teacher who taught me kendo said that almost all the moves that are actually used in actual combat are not very good-looking."

"Like Satsuma Kegenryu?"

Lu Mingfei gave an example.

Satsuma Gegenryu is an ancient Japanese swordsmanship school founded by Togo Shigeki, a samurai from the Satsuma clan. Its users often make weird and almost neurotic roars while swinging their swords in battle, which is intended to frighten the enemy and make them lose their concentration and reveal their flaws. , and then use the large-opening and closing high-power sword technique of Da Kasaya to kill the enemy with one sword.

To put it bluntly, when fighting, you suddenly roar to scare the enemy and then seize the opportunity to hack him to death.

This fighting method can be said to be quite unsightly - but it is also quite effective. After all, you will lose some face if you yell. If the opponent is really frightened and reveals his flaws, he may have to go to hell to find Yi in the next second. Zanami reported.

It is clear at a glance whether you will make a profit after maturity.

From a certain point of view, this is similar to the tactic of Scottish soldiers taking off their skirts and underwear to attack the enemy during the Battle of Scotland, causing them both physical and psychological damage, but obviously the latter did a better job.

During the Meiji Era, the Japanese Metropolitan Police established the Police-Rumoku Tachi-kata as the official swordsmanship based on the Satsuma Kegenryu style. To this day, the repeatedly optimized Police-Rumoku-Tachi-kata is still used by the Japan Metropolitan Police Department to teach swordsmanship. , which shows its actual combat power.

In fact, Lu Mingfei really wanted to see people like Senior Brother Chu use Satsuma to show his current flow. Unfortunately, Chu Zihang's swordsmanship was learned in the Children's Palace, which obviously would not teach this thing.

but……

In the future, if he has the opportunity, he can teach Senior Brother Chu a set of mortal martial arts, well... a set of mortal martial arts that is highly practical.

…

America, the slums of Brooklyn, the home of Old Tang.

After checking the last piece of equipment and putting it into the suitcase, Old Tang closed the suitcase and contacted the Hunter Logistics Company.

Many of these equipments were contraband that could not pass customs or get on the plane. It was too troublesome for him to carry them himself, so he might as well spend some money to find professionals.

Tomorrow he will set off for a ruins exploration mission in South America, and this box should arrive in South America on the same day as him.

I hope this mission can be completed smoothly. Of course, it doesn't matter if it can't be completed. The client is very generous. As long as they deliver the ruins, they will be paid fifteen thousand US dollars even if they gain nothing. Those who can provide what the employer wants will be directly rewarded. If you double it a hundred times, you can get 1.5 million US dollars, and others can drink soup. If you double it, it will be 30,000 US dollars.

Old Tang didn't think he could get the 1.5 million. He knew how much he had and how much he had. He only hoped that there would be a big boss on this trip who could take out the things his employer wanted from the ruins, so that he could get 30,000 US dollars. , the reward is not too small.

Moreover, this time they formed a wild group. Except for those who were originally a group of hunters, the hunters who participated in the mission did not trust each other. They went through a lot of hard work to obtain a hunter worth 1.5 million. It is too dangerous to have a precious treasure and have to beware of the greed of fellow travelers in a ruins full of dangers.

Old Tang only hoped that he could walk around the ruins and drink soup worth 30,000 US dollars like a tourist. He didn't even think about eating meat worth 1.5 million US dollars.

Old Tang closed his eyes and prayed: "God, I hope you can protect the devout believers and come back safely."

Every time he accepts a task, he is a loyal believer in God from the day before the task is carried out until he receives the final payment of the task.

What? Beyond that time?

That is of course to be an atheist who believes in science!

After hesitating for a while, Old Tang closed his eyes again and prayed silently in his heart.

"The great Jade Emperor, Tathagata Buddha, Guanyin Bodhisattva, Taishang Laojun, Sun Wukong, Erlang Shen, Bai Suzhen, Fahai, Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai, please bless the devout believers to come back safely this time."