I, who was supposed to slay dragons, accidentally started cultivating immortals

Chapter 83 Old Tang's Mission

Japan, Tokyo, Shinjuku Ward, the top floor of the Genji Heavy Industry Building, in a room wrapped in layers of metal walls and metal doors.

In the huge LCD screen, accompanied by impassioned music, wearing a white training suit and wearing a red headband, the muscular man Long smashed Euro with a punch, and the eye-catching "KO" appeared in the center of the screen. .

Yuan Zhisheng silently put down the handle, and the red-haired girl sitting beside him stared at the screen intently.

This is already the fifth time that Yuan Zhisheng has been knocked out by the opponent. Except for the first time he took over his sister's mess, which has an innate HP disadvantage, the other four times were extremely cruel crushing.

In the last round, the opponent's fighting style was very gorgeous, with endless combos, just like the surface of a pond in a storm, the waves would not stop for half a second, until at the end, his Sean's health bar was completely emptied by Long's combo. 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 let the opponent use combos to die again and again. This is too embarrassing. In order to restore his final dignity, he has already inspired his bloodline, and the originally dark and condensed eyes have changed. It became a dazzling golden color, and the lively fiery dragon blood galloped in his veins.

In this state of concentration, he can even count the number of times the fly before him flaps its wings.
However, in this round, the opponent turned against the boldness of the previous Yi Gaoren, and replaced it with a steady and steady style. He hardly used combo moves. He just kept using light fists and feet to suppress his attacks and grind blood, forcibly. Grind him to death - he still failed to organize an effective attack.

God knows how much effort he had to waste in order to satisfy Eriyi's idea of ​​"wanting to play against foreign players" after watching The Prince of Tennis World Series. Today is the first day of Eriyi's battle in the world, and he even specially pushed Lost some less important things to accompany Hue Liyi to witness this day...

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

He knows that there is an ancient Chinese poem called "You die before you leave your apprenticeship, and often make heroes tearful." Yuan Zhisheng didn't think he could get such a noble word as "hero", and he didn't think that losing a few games could be regarded as such. "Death" was such an exaggeration, but he really felt this feeling.

Especially when he thought that this so-called "World Series" was done by himself, it made him feel even more uncomfortable-how did he feel like he was just chasing after him?

Although Yuan Zhisheng is not a game enthusiast, but in terms of technology alone, he is conservatively estimated to be at the first-class level among all players in Japan, including professional e-sports players. How can I just find a foreigner to PK Was beaten like this?

Has the technology of foreign players reached this point?The overall level has far surpassed Japan?
Yuan Zhisheng couldn't help sweating for his compatriots who participated in world-class e-sports competitions.

"The opposite is a very powerful expert, we are not his opponents," after accepting the reality that he had already lost face in front of his sister, Yuan Zhisheng turned to his sister Uesugi Eri Yi and asked, "Let's change the opponent. Bar?"

The red-haired girl didn't speak, her deep rosy eyes showed some thought, then she slowly shook her head, picked up the handle that Yuan Zhisheng put down, and stared at the screen intently.

Today is the first day of her participation in the "World Series", and she will never admit defeat!

……

"Senior brother, do you understand?"

Lu Mingfei put down his arms, Long Yue on the screen was in the air, one leg was hanging down, and the other was extending. With the hanging leg as the center, the whole person spun up like a tornado, and performed inhumane quick combos on Chun Li.

At the same time as the last combo ended, Chun Li's last trace of blood was also emptied.

"remember."

Chu Zihang nodded.

"This kind of fighting game is about playing and practicing more. As long as you develop your hand feel and muscle memory, it's not difficult to be a little master who dominates the arcades that span more than a dozen streets."

Lu Mingfei pointed at Chun Li, who fell to the ground on the screen, and said with admiration, "If you have the fighting spirit of losing [-] times in a row and fighting again and again like the other side, anyone can play a trick."

"Although his level has dropped significantly since the sixth inning."

Lu Mingfei added.

"I heard that the characters in this game refer to some real fighters in reality."

Chuzi Channel.

"There is this saying, but the corresponding prototypes of the characters are more complicated," Lu Mingfei pointed to Chunli's popular science, "For example, this Chunli, who was knocked down by me, partly refers to Mao Ying, but partly refers to Japan. Li Honglong, the heroine of the movie "Female Killing Fist"."

"The same is true for other characters. Most of them have more than one archetype, and even the same archetype is taken apart as part of the image of the two characters. In short, it is very complicated."

Lu Mingfei explained.

"The actions of these characters also seem to refer to real-life fighting techniques, but after a lot of artistic processing, there is very little actual combat left."

Chu Zihangdao, he learned Japanese kendo at the Children's Palace Master, but he also learned about various types of fighting techniques, such as taekwondo and jiu-jitsu.

"Fighting games, you must give priority to viewing," Lu Mingfei said of course, "If the game is still like real fighting, then it will not be exciting enough to watch. If the game is intense, it will be boring to watch."

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

"Such as Satsuma present?"

Lu Mingfei gave an example.

The Satsuma Shigenryu is an ancient Japanese swordsmanship style created by the Samurai Togo Shigeo of the Satsuma Domain. Its users often swipe their swords and make weird and almost neurotic roars when fighting, in order to deter the enemy and make him lose his mind and reveal his flaws. , and then use the large cassock slash, a high-power swordsmanship that opens and closes, to kill the enemy with one sword.

To put it bluntly, when fighting, he suddenly roared and scared the enemy and then seized 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 shout. If the opponent is really scared and reveals his flaws, he may have to go to Huangquan to find Yi in the next second. Xanamy reported.

It is clear at a glance.

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

In the Meiji era, the Japanese Metropolitan Police Department formulated the police-viewing Ryuki-tato-shaped as the official swordsmanship based on the current Satsuma expression. Until now, the optimized police-viewing Rukidachi-shaped has been used by the Japanese Metropolitan Police Department to teach swordsmanship. , enough to show the actual combat power.

In fact, Lu Mingfei really wanted to see Senior Brother Chu show off with Satsuma, but unfortunately Chu Zihang's swordsmanship was learned by the Children's Palace, and the Children's Palace obviously wouldn't teach it.

but……

In the future, he can teach Senior Brother Chu a set of mortal martial arts, um... a set of mortal martial arts with strong practicality.

……

The United States, the poor area of ​​Brooklyn, the old Tang's home.

After checking the last piece of equipment and putting it in the suitcase, Lao Tang closed the suitcase and contacted Hunter Logistics.

There are quite a few contraband items that cannot pass through customs or get on the plane. It would be too much trouble for him to bring them by himself, so he might as well spend some money to find a professional.

Tomorrow he is going to go to South America for a relic exploration mission, and the box should arrive in South America on the same day as him.

I hope this task 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 download the ruins, even if they get nothing, they will be paid 150 U.S. dollars. If you double it a hundred times, you can get [-] million US dollars, and other people can also drink soup and double it, which is [-] US dollars.

Old Tang didn't think he could get the 150 million. He knew how much he had. He only hoped that there would be a boss on this trip who could take out what the employer wanted from the relics, so that he could get [-] dollars and get paid as well. Not less.

What's more, they formed a wild group this time. Except for those hunters who originally formed a group, they didn't trust each other. They worked hard to get a treasure worth 150 million. It is too dangerous to have to beware of the greed of fellow travelers in the crisis-ridden ruins.

Old Tang only hoped that he could drink 150 dollars worth of soup after walking around the ruins like a tourist. He didn't even want to eat [-] million dollars worth of meat.

Lao 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 faithful believer of God from the day before the task is performed until he receives the final payment of the current task.

What?Other than that?
That is of course to be a scientific atheist!

After hesitating for a while, Lao 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 return safely this time."

(End of this chapter)