Yamafu Military Affairs

Chapter 345 Black Fist
"Here, your wine, and tickets for tonight's boxing match."

The bartender handed over a tray, which contained a glass of light golden martini and a long golden chip.

This long chip can store a large amount of information at one time. It is as common as brain-computer interfaces. It is a portable tool similar to a USB flash drive in this era. As long as the user plugs it into the neural repeater slot behind the ear, the brain-computer interface will read the information and complete relevant authentication and association.

Qin Huai glanced at the disposable storage chip, and with a light touch of his finger, he completed the update of the identity information of [Boxing Match Spectator].

"Come on, he'll take you to the arena."

Seeing that Qin Huai had finished his drink and completed the information connection using extraordinary means, the bartender nodded and called a thug.

Although the guest in front of him looked like a native, the bartender didn't really care about how he updated his information with his body, nor did he want to care. After all, there were many strange people in the border area, and it was possible that the person in front of him was an alien, and he deliberately connected the neural repeater directly to the skin receptors in order to obtain stronger and more direct stimulation.

Bartenders have been hanging around in high-risk areas for a long time and have seen many more perverted ways of playing than this.

"Come with me."

A tall and thin figure walked through the colorful lights and came to the bar. Most of his face was replaced by scarlet honeycomb prosthetic eyes, leaving only a flat metal nose and a silver-white steel chin.

"Well, let's go."

Qin Huai stood up and left the bar, squeezed between the booths and the dance floor, left the small door of the 2:30 Club, entered the elevator at the back of the building, climbed many floors, and turned into the vacuum rail transit line.

Outside the sightseeing wall, the overpass and neon signs of the city rose, fell, and retreated. After 15 minutes and six turns, Qin Huai walked out of the elevator door again and arrived at the Tengqi Building, 12 kilometers away.

In front of you is a bright space of over a thousand square meters, with matte gray walls on all sides and almost no furnishings visible.

Qin Huai looked around and found that apart from the modified humans who were talking in groups of three or four, there was only a large round arena standing in the center of the venue.

The ring was covered by a metal mesh and there seemed to be no one inside.

But in the field of vision transmitted by the [external electronic brain], rows of virtual stands were set up around the boxing ring. Countless spectators who had transmitted their thoughts to the Tengqi Building through the spiritual realm filled the seats. Noisy shouts and the sounds of fists hitting flesh were heard incessantly.

In this era, you can certainly choose to watch the game offline, but more people will only entertain themselves in the spiritual realm where they spend less meaningless time and have a richer audio-visual experience.

For example, in the boxing fight that was presented in front of Qin Huai, there was no one on the ring in reality, but in the spiritual realm, there were two boxers whose bodies had obviously undergone mechanized modifications, fighting each other at a speed that ordinary people could not see clearly.

Thanks to the development of prosthetic technology and breakthroughs in the field of materials science, these cyborg boxers are more agile and more durable, and coupled with the extremely few restrictions in the fighting rules of black boxing matches, it has to be said that today's black boxing is indeed much more exciting than the boxing matches hundreds of years ago where the outcome could be decided by just a few moves.

Qin Huai watched the fighting methods used by the two boxers for a while. The styles were very mixed, at least combining six or seven different martial arts styles. But they seemed to use them easily and skillfully, but Qin Huai could always detect an inexplicable sense of disharmony in them, just like a strong child swinging a big axe. It can indeed swing it and cause considerable damage, but it just looks wrong.

Soon, the thinner and more agile boxer in the ring seized the flaw, squatted down to dodge the Russian swing punch that was coming at him, and used his elbow with alloy horns to swing upward and directly penetrate the other boxer's hard abdomen.

The spectators cheered, large sums of chips were immediately deposited into their accounts, the two boxers turned into data and disappeared, and large holographic subtitles appeared above the ring.

[Sharma, Win!]

Next was the time for the girls to perform a passionate dance. Qin Huai was not interested in watching any further, so he turned around and walked towards the northwest corner of the space.

Chu Qing was there, chatting with a burly man who was even bigger than him.

The sturdy man looked like a boxer, wearing black jeans, bare-chested, and only a leather sleeveless vest, with Ukiyo-e-style blue dragon tattoos all over his exposed skin. His bronze skin was very shiny, his cheeks and neck were slightly sagging, and his sagging eye bags revealed that he was at least 70 years old. His white hair was standing up, and was trimmed into a neat crew cut.

An old man whose cyborgization level is not high, but who should have some energy.

Qin Huai came closer and immediately caught the sturdy man's attention.

"you are?"

"Ahu, my brother."

Chu Qing played a message to the strong man, which contained the related information of Ah Niu and Ah Hu.

The sturdy man's irises flickered as he looked at Qin Huai.

"My name is Kiryu Ryuji, I'm a level 3 warrior [Rong Shou Quan Ba], and I'm the boss of the Black Fist Valley in Xinmagang."

"Boss Long Zhi was a soldier?"

Qin Huai felt a special aura from this person. Although it was faint and invisible, it was clear enough.

"Well, the peacekeeping forces of the last century."

Kiryu Ryuji nodded, ignored Qin Huai, turned around and continued chatting with Chu Qing.

"There are too few level three fighters in Xinma Port. They are all bodyguards of those big shots. It is not easy to find a fighter of your weight in a short time."

"So you plan to do it yourself? I don't care. Everyone is the same to me."

Chu Qing glanced at Kiryu Ryuji and spoke lightly.

"I did have this thought. After all, third-level warriors like you who believe in physical fundamentalism are rare in Southeast Asia. I have only heard of you in legends and have never seen you with my own eyes. But now is not the right time. There are too many people."

Kiryu Ryuji pointed to the stands that were packed with people who had come tonight because of the breaking news about the third-level warrior [The Culprit Salaryman], and raised his hand to release a curtain of light.

"This man is a third-level mechanical soldier [Tiger Guard], a famous bounty swordsman in Singapore and Malaysia. If you are willing to fight him to the death without limits, I can immediately arrange his end."

"It's boring to fight with iron lumps. Is there any other choice?"

Chu Qing was about to agree when he saw the Yanfu conversation that Qin Huai sent at the right time. He changed the subject and rejected the proposal.

"No, if you don't fight him, then I can only let a few level 2 warriors play a round-robin battle with you, but the odds and the plate will definitely be one-sided, and there will be nothing to watch."

"Then let my younger brother take over, cover his identity information, and use a disposable vest throughout the whole process. Go from level one to level three, fight five games, and fight to pass the level."

Chu Qing pointed at Qin Huai and proposed a new idea. "Him?"

Ryuji Kiryu looked Qin Huai up and down several times, but the information his brain searched did not contain any information that had any connection with black boxing.

"Yes, but the fistfights on stage will be fierce, and the feedback from the blows will flow into the neural repeater without reservation. If there is no corresponding strengthening, it will kill people."

"Don't worry, Boss Long Zhi. If I really can't beat those boxers, I will naturally give up strategically."

Qin Huai spread his hands and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

"Okay, come on, let me see how big you are first."

Ryuji Kiryu frowned slightly, and his two thick white eyebrows moved together to form a small peak.

Through his conversation with Aniu and Ahu just now, the brain computer promptly analyzed the possible other identities behind the two.

The most likely and top guess is that these two people are actually biochemically modified humans launched by a certain giant joint enterprise. Their purpose of coming to the underground black boxing arena is to conduct actual combat tests to determine their genetic stability and subsequent potential.

The second guess is that these two people are indeed lunatics who truly believe in physical fundamentalism and are determined to embark on the path of martial arts.

Yes, that's right, a madman.

Kiryu Ryuji once wanted to be a pure warrior, not a warrior who accepted prosthetic transformation, but becoming a warrior is too difficult. Not only must the flesh and blood be kept absolutely intact, and any prosthetic transformation and implants other than brain machines must be rejected, but the genes must also be kept stable, and too much alchemy and martial arts cannot be injected. After all, as a product of technology, brain machines can switch between multiple alchemy methods at high speed, but human muscles and bones cannot. Rashly switching between multiple alchemy methods will only lead to physical collapse.

There are too few level three warriors in this world, and the probability of two appearing at once does exist, but Ryuji Kiryu really can't understand why they appear in Xinma Port instead of other major cities in the Pan-Asia People's Republic.

The rest of the speculation, like it was extortion for money, was even more ridiculous. Ryuji Kiryu just glanced at it and brushed it aside without taking it seriously at all.

Soon, Ryuji Kiryu led the Niuhu brothers through the iron gate on the east side of the stadium and came to a training room of several hundred square meters.

"The easiest way to judge strength is to throw a punch."

There are several [Whale Muscle Punch Strength Testing Machines] placed side by side outside the training room. They are more than two meters high, one and a half meters long and wide, with a dark blue gelatin disc and a leather base in the middle.

swoosh~
Qin Huai took a deep breath and relaxed completely. Suddenly, his eyes focused and he jumped up like a sleeping tiger. His spine tightened like a bowstring. The power from his feet was transmitted to his waist and hips, and then transmitted through his spine. His right fist was like a falling artillery, leaving a trail of afterimages.

Bang!
The punching target shook, the numbers soared, and immediately the results appeared on the screen of the punching force testing machine.

【43287kg】

The number was exaggerated, comparable to the output of a medium-sized pile driver, but Kiryu Ryuji just nodded, as if it was commonplace: "Although it's not as good as the third-level prosthesis we warriors use, it's not bad. Let's go and put on a vest for you."

Qin Huai shrugged his shoulders and followed without blushing or breathing hard. It was obvious that he had been holding back.

Passing the training room is a warehouse. Qin Huai followed Ryuji Kiryu into the warehouse. There were several rows of shelves under the white light. On the top row of the third row of shelves, Ryuji Kiryu pulled out a square black metal box.

When I opened it, I saw it was a simple, tightly fitting metal wristband.

"【Bai Ze】 used to be a portable host of the Yin-Yang family, but now it only has the camouflage module that can be used, so you can only use it as a temporary vest. However, its anti-electromagnetic interference and anti-information reading capabilities are both top-notch, and it is not outdated even now. After all, without solid technology, those daring Yin-Yang masters would not dare to resist them."

"Why do you say that about Yin Yang Family?"

Qin Huai felt that he might be able to get some useful information from this unusual boxing ring owner.

Kiryu Ryuji was not surprised by Qin Huai's questions. Brain functions can allow ordinary people to be knowledgeable and have access to countless information, but some secret things are never put on paper, let alone uploaded to the spiritual realm for people to read.

"Because forty years ago, the group of yellow millet rats of the Yin-Yang family stole a huge amount of computing power and betrayed them."

Kiryu Ryuji handed the wristband to Qin Huai and continued, "It is rumored that it was because those Yin-Yang alchemists stole the computing power that the spiritual realm collapsed, which led to the subsequent global power outage that lasted for more than a month."

"Is this a joke? So many big companies don't have emergency reserve power or something like that?"

Qin Huai was particularly sensitive to this time point forty years ago, so he asked.

"I have those things, so how could they not have them? But during that period, no company or enterprise could restore electricity. Photovoltaic power generation, hydrogen power generation, nuclear power generation... all these methods were useless. It was as if the human race around the world had returned to the feudal society of hundreds of years ago. We could only communicate, help each other, and survive through biological brains. We thought that was the worst era, but now think about it, maybe it was the best era. We witnessed its demise with our own eyes and heard its cries for help, but we failed to seize that last chance."

“That sounds incredible.”

Qin Huai played with the [Bai Ze] in his hand and put it on his right forearm.

"Connect the brainwave signal, and [Bai Ze] will create a disguised identity based on your thoughts. After confirming that it is correct, the vest will cover your authentication information. Unless [Li Lou] from the Security Bureau and gods and Buddhas above level four take action, no one can remove this vest."

As soon as Ryuji Kiryu finished speaking, Qin Huai received the instruction manual of [Bai Ze].

This portable host weighs 4.2kg in total and can only activate the camouflage module. The only energy storage module is two high-energy batteries, but they are only emergency backup energy. Its main energy comes from wireless power transmission, and it can last indefinitely in most places on the planet.

Soon, Qin Huai had sculpted the facial features and figure of the vest according to his imagination.

He was a burly man with a naked upper body, a tiger pattern on his back, nine cloud tails covering half of his body, and a full-body mask on his head.

"Luwu Heavy Industry?"

Ryuji Kiryu narrowed his eyes. He naturally recognized this heavy military industry giant that was famous in the Pan-Asian People's Republic.

"Yes, Luwu."

Qin Huai left the training room warehouse and walked towards the black boxing arena. The host in the spiritual realm had already begun to introduce the contestants in a vivid and emotional manner, pushing the already hot atmosphere on the scene to a higher climax.

"Next, please welcome our contestant with the highest bet amount tonight, a pure flesh and blood body, a third-level warrior [Evil Wage Master], who claims that he will fight tonight to defeat the uncrowned king of all weight classes in Singapore, Malaysia and Hong Kong, the fierce dragon crossing the river!"

"Greater Bay Area, Luwu!"

(End of this chapter)