Yamafu Military Affairs

Chapter 346 Fist Fight
"And our first opponent is our Black Fist Valley's Rookie Champion this year, Eagle Igor!"

At this moment, a roar like a tsunami suddenly erupted in the arena. Qin Huai, who had just stepped onto the stage, looked up and saw a sturdy man with silver skin and arms folded across his chest slowly entering the arena under the guidance of the girl.

"Sambo! Sambo! Sambo!"

Qin Huai looked with interest at the man in the audience who was called the Eagle. He was wearing a long shirt and shorts. There were circles of spiral patterns engraved on his prosthetic arms, and his calves and ankles had been specially modified.

As if sensing Qin Huai's gaze, Igor looked up, and his hawk-like sharp eyes fell on Qin Huai.

Seeing that Lu Wu's appearance was completely covered by the mask and nothing could be seen, Igor licked his lips, turned over and jumped into the ring.

The host on the stage shrugged his shoulders and said in a casual tone:
"Everyone knows how fierce Igor's Sambo is. His pair of steel arms are advanced prosthetics that can crush a polar bear alive. He has every advantage over a warrior with flesh and blood. Although he is suppressed in level, there is still a possibility of an upset. The gamblers who bet on him to win may have good luck today and make a lot of money, accumulating enough resources to ascend to heaven!"

Igor stared at Lu Wu with an eagle-like gaze. Looking at the sturdy body without any signs of transformation, a mixture of contempt and fear surged in his heart.

The audience in the stands were also talking about it. The title of a third-level warrior was indeed intimidating, but they had never seen [The Evil Master] take action. Who knew whether this Lu Wu was a silver-plated spearhead?

Besides, when flesh collides with iron, iron should win no matter how you think about it. Some old gamblers in the Black Boxing Valley are even more certain that Lu Wu is a gimmick created by the tournament organizers and does not have the strength of a third-level martial artist. It is either a virtual handicap created to make money, or a means of gaining traffic and taking the initiative to participate in a fake match as a publicity stunt.

"Game start!"

Igor looked at Luwu, who was standing casually with countless flaws on his body. He bent his ten fingers slightly, and alloy cones with cold light popped out at the ends.

Lu Wu stared at Igor, whose body was swaying left and right, and stretched out his forearm and hooked his finger.

"Oh, oh, oh, can Igor tolerate this kind of disregard for the eagle?"

"Luwu is a really crazy name. I hope this lunatic has the ability to live up to the name."

Many spectators in the audience whistled. Although they all came to watch the game with the intention of seeing who would be the culprit, they still did not think that pure flesh and blood could defeat Igor with specialized cyborgs.

This man named Igor was born in the Far East Harbor City. The elixir he injected directly came from the war god Perun, known as the Arctic Angry Beast! He had fought thousands of battles in the spirit realm with Death Sambo and crushed countless metal heads! If he didn't have enough strength and confidence, Igor wouldn't dare to come up and eat crabs and be the opening opponent of this third-level warrior.

Suddenly, Igor stood up and his face appeared in front of Luwu.

call!
The strong wind made the metal net rustle, and the air on the boxing ring was violently torn apart. Lu Wu's figure suddenly became blurred, and he almost missed Igor's raised claws. His knotted and stacked muscles were instantly covered with magical, shiny golden lines.

The premonition of death was like a catastrophe, causing Igor's sharp claws to change direction and sweep across the next moment after he missed his target.

A golden-red palm with distinct joints slashed down from above his claws. The silver-blue gown was shattered by the mere tearing of the airflow. The edge of the blade carried a faint reddish gust of wind.

Bang!
The prosthetic hand with spiral patterns suddenly popped out, crushing the air like a python, and stuck to Lu Wu's forearm.

Igor only felt that there were golden and silver lights flashing rapidly in front of his eyes. Before he could react, the alchemy method recorded in his brain computer took action according to the situation.

At this time, Lu Wu's right arm was entangled by the python in his right hand and could not move. His left hand was far away and could not protect it in time. This was a once-in-a-lifetime golden opportunity!

The five fingers of the mechanical left hand formed a cone, which spun out into a drill and slammed towards Lu Wu's head with irresistible force!
Lu Wu raised his eyebrows, turned around without thinking, and kicked Igor in the lower abdomen with his heavy leg.

Bang! ! !
A visible wave exploded from Igor's lower abdomen, and the remaining long gown on his body was also blown to pieces.

Igor's body flew out, creating an exaggerated dent in the metal net covering the boxing ring. The nearby pillars shook and almost came loose.

Lu Wu took advantage of the situation and did not show any mercy. He used his left hand to cut off the steel snake bite that had stretched for several meters and was attacking again, and then he made a fist with his right hand to fight with the eagle claw again.

A figure flew off the stage and turned into a huge amount of data that floated away.

"Next!"

Lu Wu took two steps back and returned to the center of the venue. He felt that his right wrist, elbow and shoulder were all as if they had been squeezed by a thousand-year-old python for a long time. Although there were no fractures, there was a slight swelling and pain.

Igor's arms were clearly made of metal, but he was able to exert a combination of strength and softness, and even swing them flexibly like a real python. Even if there was a century-old tree here, with Igor's twisting force, it would probably explode on the spot and turn into sawdust all over the sky.

The scattered data re-condensed in the spiritual realm. White smoke rose from Igor's prosthesis. There was an obvious cut mark on his right arm, and his left hand was violently shortened.

But the cut mark was slowly being filled, the metal in the depression was rising again, the deformed spiral pattern returned to normal, and the length of the left hand slowly grew back.

[Hooksnake-2 Combat Fist Arm]: A second-level prosthesis produced by Luwu Heavy Industry. It adopts an elastic mechanical structure, with an outer layer made of memory metal and a surface coated with gold-titanium alloy. It can easily lift objects weighing several tons, and can penetrate reinforced concrete with a strength of about C100 in sharp tail mode.

Note: It will pierce holes in steel and iron, and tear bones and flesh!

"It's incredible. Can biochemical transformation be achieved to this extent now?"

"To be able to knock a Level 2 warrior out of the ring so easily, he must have the strength of a peak Level 2 warrior!"

The shouts from the crowd stopped abruptly, and after a brief pause, an even louder roar broke out. Lu Wu stretched his shoulders, neck, fists and wrists, glanced at the host who was praising him to the skies, and waved his hand: "Next."

"Since our River Crossing Dragon can't wait, let's welcome the next contestant, the best heavy artilleryman in Singapore, Malaysia and Hong Kong, Kaishan Fist Bogang!"

The host pointed and a shirtless giant with exaggeratedly large prosthetic arms walked out of the stage corridor.

Bogang was not tall, with a shiny bald head and fierce eyes. He did not take the stairs, but jumped directly into the ring from the passage, his whole body trembling slightly, as if he was adjusting his state.

Ryuji Kiryu looked at Tomoe who was facing a formidable enemy, and his brown-yellow artificial eye flashed with the real-time fluctuations of the odds between the two.

Although Luwu just showed great strength, Bogang's odds are still not far behind. The reason is simple, because Bogang on the stage is one of the apprentices of Kiryu Ryuji, the boss of Black Boxing Valley. He was born in Jinhai Port of the Pan-Asian People's Republic. While growing up in the public nursing home, he chose a lot of martial arts courses to learn. He is not the kind of three-legged cat who only relies on prosthetics and alchemy to win, but a real warrior with his own understanding. Only such a boxer can cooperate with brain-machine, prosthetics and alchemy martial arts, and play the advantages of both man and machine at the same time. "Let the game begin!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Bogan stomped down heavily with his foot, shaking the boxing ring. A bright blue light gradually lit up under the bionic skin. He bent his knees, sank his hips, stood with his legs straight, and retracted his elbows to prepare his fists.

Lu Wu frowned. The short and strong man in his sight suddenly disappeared. Instead, there appeared a towering hill with a cold iron-gray glow and clearly visible rugged rocks.

The huge monster made of stacked metal parts filled the field of vision. Just as Lu Wu was about to move away to get a better look, he heard a strong crackling sound of electric current. The iron-gray cold light became brighter and brighter, and it seemed as if it would explode from the inside of the hill.

This is? wrong!
Lu Wu's intuition of danger gave him a timely warning, and in a split second, he suddenly jumped upwards!
boom! ! !
The sound of Qiu Shan exploding and the sound of him being caught in the metal net were rang out in succession. The surging and compressed airflow created countless straight white air marks, which narrowly passed by Lu Wu's feet, calves, waist and abdomen, and hit the alloy pillars and metal net bag of the boxing ring.

The plastic-steel pillars several tens of centimeters thick were blasted with dents that looked vaguely like fist marks by the violent and resounding air strike. Lu Wu's body swayed, and he took on several unavoidable air punches. He then rushed towards Bogang's face as if a mountain was pressing down on him.

As Bogan unleashed powerful and explosive fists, the momentum of his whole body was gradually declining, as if the strength in his body was also declining. However, he was a veteran of many battles, and inside his exaggeratedly large prosthetic body, he still had two fists pressed against his waist, waiting for the moment when the opponent would take advantage of the situation and attack.

That’s right, Bogang doesn’t just have two hands, he is a rare four-handed warrior!
When Bogang saw Lu Wu's fists approaching his face, he threw them out without hesitation. This punch was more violent and powerful than the previous one, as unstoppable as the axe of creation that split Mount Hua.

But this time, Lu Wu had stretched his body completely just before Bogang threw the punch.

The ability to anticipate the enemy's moves, the rapid shift of the body's center of gravity, and the smooth and flawless coordination of the skin and bones made him look like a flexible and agile dragon from top to bottom, brushing against the edge of the fist and getting close to Bogan.

The golden-red arm broke through the air, carrying with it a spinning force like a gyroscope, and swept out, drilling into Bogang's armpit and slashing straight at the fragile neck!

Bagua body movement skills, eight walking dragon styles, and the dragon's tail swinging!
With a poke and a push from the knife and palm, Bogang's head soared into the sky, electric sparks flashed, and in an instant it turned into data and disappeared into nothingness.

"Si'er~"

The gamblers were stunned, their throats seemed to be strangled, their eyes wide open, staring motionlessly at the real-time replay on the big screen that was slowed down by more than ten times, and they were completely unaware of the crisp sound of money being deposited into their personal accounts.

It took three to five breaths for the big screen to completely disassemble Lu Wu's last extremely skillful move of the dragon's tail and present it in its entirety.

There was silence for a moment, both on and off the court.

Lu Wu straightened up, glanced down at the fist mark slowly bouncing back on his waist and abdomen, shook his fist, and turned to look at the host.

"next."

At this time, screams and shouts like a tsunami began to ring out in the Black Fist Valley.

"Awesome! This is so satisfying!"

"Oh my god! I haven't seen such an exciting fist fight in years! What kind of brain could have come up with that last move?!"

"Handsome boy, these level 2 guys are too weak. I want to see you fight with level 3 guys!"

Lu Wu looked around at the holographic audiences of various appearances in the stands and grinned, but under the full-face mask, he still looked aloof.

At this moment, in a small box at the top of the stands, several company employees in suits and ties with little signs of prosthetic modification were looking at Lu Wu on the holographic screen and whispering about something.

"His muscle output and nerve response have reached the third-level standard. His bone load and internal organ endurance have also been preliminarily confirmed. As long as he can show some strength to compete with [Boxing Tyrant] in the next duel, we can send someone to discuss the recruitment plan with him."

"Can you find out his identity information?"

The handsome man in the lead looked at Lu Wu, who was standing tall and holding his hands in the holographic screen, with an inexplicable light in his eyes. The smooth muscle lines on the boxer's body contained amazing explosive power, which was the vigorous vitality that could not be seen in a mechanical transformer, and it was also what the company needed most.

"We can't find out for now. He is wearing a high-level camouflage module. But based on the tattoos and nicknames he chose, we suspect he may have some connection with Luwu Heavy Industries."

"Luwu Heavy Industry in the Far East? I will notify the intelligence department to pay attention to it. You should find a way to contact him and arrange a meeting."

"clear."

Similar conversations also took place in the other boxes. Obviously, this sudden appearance of the fierce dragon crossing the river attracted not only the attention of the audience and gamblers, but also the interest of those big shots.

"Change the schedule and let the remaining three withdraw. I will play this last game myself."

Kiryu Ryuji stared at Lu Wu. The two boxing fights just now stirred up ripples in the depths of his stagnant memory. He remembered the master who taught him boxing move by move.

"Didn't you say before that the timing was not right and there were too many people?"

Chu Qing looked at Kiryu Ryuji who was about to go on stage and asked.

"A new king must have a worthy opponent to ascend the throne. I am already old, and this opportunity to fight a pure warrior is rare. After thinking about it, I finally decided that I can't let it go."

Ryuji Kiryu glanced at Aniu, whose aura was even more terrifying than Ahu, and without saying much, he slowly walked into the metal cage and climbed onto the ring.

"I'll take the last round. You still have 30 seconds to place your bets."

Seeing the boss of Black Boxing Valley, the uncrowned king of the underground boxing competition in Singapore, Malaysia and Hong Kong, Ryuji Kiryu, personally appear on the stage, the surrounding spectators and gamblers became even more crazy, and countless rewards in exchange for computing power turned into neon special effects that bloomed endlessly in the arena.

Standing on the boxing ring, Ryuji Kiryu cupped his hands. He did not look like a black boxer from the cyber age, but rather had some of the spirit of an old-school martial artist.

"Bajiquan, Kiryu Ryuji, please."

(End of this chapter)