Infinite Fighting

Chapter 60 Black Boxing Arena
Before going to the black boxing ring, Luo Bo planned to create a temporary alchemical prosthesis for Zhang Ji.

The production process took some time, so Zhang Ji took the opportunity to continue learning the ancient Ning language.

New Furros was split from the Kingdom of Guning, so the language used here is also Guning.

There is just a slight local change in the accent.

But most of them can understand it.

Zhang Ji learned quickly, and before Luo Bo finished making his right leg, he had mastered more than two thousand words used in daily life.

"done?"

Zhang Ji looked at the metal right leg in Luo Bo's hand.

The whole body is covered with rust and there are welding points everywhere. There is nothing special about it. Instead, it makes people feel that it will definitely be infected after replacing it.

"Although the materials are a little lacking, my skills are still very good. You can try it on." Luo Bo said as he handed over the leg.

Zhang Ji asked, "How do you wear it?"

"Just put it in and fasten it, just like putting on shoes," Luo Bo replied.

Zhang Ji stood up and inserted half of his thigh into the prosthetic right leg. Then he adjusted the mechanical lever next to it and fixed it tightly to his own flesh leg.

He raised his leg, and his calf below the knee joint drooped. The metal sole also looked weak and it was obvious that it was unusable.

"Without neural sensors, are you sure this thing can work? I can't drive it at all, I might as well use a cane." Zhang Ji frowned.

"No hurry, there's still something missing."

Luo Bo took out a bottle of green viscous liquid and poured it on the place where Zhang Ji's right leg was connected to the prosthesis.

Faintly, Zhang Ji felt some feedback from his metal right leg.

The sticky liquid changed the properties of the metal. At the same time, the right leg began to try to connect with Zhang Ji's right leg. It extended some fine metal nerves and constantly probed Zhang Ji's legs, trying to combine with the leg nerves.

"Activation potion? Is this how you replace someone's prosthesis?"

There was a weird expression on Zhang Ji's face, which made him look even more terrifying with his disfigured face.

"Any questions?" Robo asked.

"No." Zhang Ji replied.

Activating agent.

An alchemical potion that can bring dead things to life.

If it is poured onto inanimate objects, the inanimate objects will develop a consciousness similar to that of living things, and their internal structures will become activated, turning them into alternative organisms.

Of course, this activation is very weak and there is no possibility of directly creating an intelligent life.

However, the activated material is highly compatible and has a strong survival instinct, so as long as it is transplanted into the human body, it will actively cooperate with the human body and even transform itself in exchange for a chance to survive as a parasite.

Suddenly, Zhang Ji felt a fine metal nerve piercing into his leg. He could shatter it with a little force, but Zhang Ji didn't. Instead, he let it come into contact with his leg cells.

They grew together smoothly, and then the metal began to merge with the flesh and blood.

Half an hour later.

Zhang Ji tapped lightly on his metal right leg and felt some touch feedback, as if it was really a part of his skin.

He moved the toes of his right leg and each one could be manipulated, as if his right leg was born that way.

This is alchemical technology.

Although it is called technology, Zhang Ji feels that it is more like magic.

Zhang Ji stood up. There was no height difference between his feet. It felt about the same as before and there was no problem with the size.

He exerted a little force and tried to kick with his right leg.

"Sa~!"

The right leg created a stream of air, blowing the bottles and jars not far away to all directions.

However, Zhang Ji felt that the nerves in his right leg were somewhat broken.

"The upper limit of strength is only about the sixth professional level? And the Yuan Qi cannot be injected. It is very repellent. There is no feeling of muscle strength, but it can move. It seems to be self-adjusting, learning cell memory, and simulating muscle activity."

Zhang Ji made a judgment in his heart.

If alchemical technology can be well controlled and steadily advanced, it will indeed be a good technological route.

Unfortunately, too many people are eager for success.

"How is it? My cooking skills are good, right?" Luo Bo asked.

"It's okay." Zhang Ji said.

"It's not just okay. In the entire New Furros, no more than ten people can prepare an active agent of this concentration." Luo Bo said, "Do you know how much brainpower I used for this bottle?"

The "consuming the brain" here does not mean thinking.

But literally, the brain.

One of the ingredients in the active drug is animal brain.

The smarter, the better.

And the smartest creature on this planet is naturally human beings.

Alchemical technology is extremely unethical in some aspects, which is why it is openly banned by the Dongji Country.

"Then next, we can go to the black boxing arena to check it out." Zhang Ji said in Guning language.

"No, you need to change your clothes. You look like a beggar and you will definitely be stopped if you go." Luo Bo answered subconsciously, and then reacted and said, "You know Gu Ning language? Then why do you use your phone to translate?"

"I'm not very proficient, so I have to use the translation assistance of my mobile phone." Zhang Ji made up an excuse.

Luo Bo did not suspect anything and began to prepare.

Apart from the large windbreaker, Zhang Ji's clothes were already tattered and he was barefoot.

Luo Bo found Zhang Ji his largest set of clothes for him to change into, then went out and bought him a pair of leather shoes, and then prepared to set off for the black boxing arena with Zhang Ji.

Luo Bo has a pickup truck, which he uses to collect scrap metal.

These things are worthless in other people's hands, but they can be reborn in his hands. The combination of simple materials and alchemical science can create many miracles.

The two were sitting in the pickup truck. Zhang Ji, who was sitting in the passenger seat, asked Luo Bo, "Why did those two people bother you before?"

"Dean Hospital is the largest prosthetic modification hospital here, and I took away some of their business, it's that simple." Luo Bo said.

"Dean Gang?" Zhang Ji said thoughtfully.

"Yes, all businesses here have to pay taxes to the Dean Gang. They are the real managers of Midlisi, and the government is just a symbol here." Robo said, "In fact, I have always abided by the rules and never stopped paying taxes. I am also a major taxpayer. It's just that the Dean Gang wanted to recruit me to join them, but I refused."

"Why refuse?" Zhang Ji asked puzzled.

"You know, within a power, you can't do whatever you want." Luo Bo said, "My biggest wish is to complete the research on Della's blood transplantation, rather than staying with them to connect people to prosthetic bodies."

The two chatted and soon arrived in front of a tall building.

Luo Bo parked the car in the distance and walked towards the building with Zhang Ji.

There is security check here.

However, Zhang Ji and Luo Bo did not have any guns or anything, so the other side let them in.

We took the elevator all the way down to the fifth floor underground.

The environment of this place suddenly changed.

The lights were bright and the crowds were bustling, swaying on the dance floor. On the stage was a scantily clad woman, holding onto a pole and showing off her body. Someone was pouring wine on her body, but she didn't refuse and opened her mouth to welcome it all.

Luo Bo led Zhang Ji through here and pushed open a door. After a long corridor, there was a black curtain, a counter, and several tall guards waiting here.

"Two tickets, thanks." Luo Bo said.

"Two thousand Xinfu." said the cashier at the counter.

Luo Bo took out his mobile phone, scanned it, paid the money online, and entered behind the curtain with Zhang Ji.

Behind the curtain was a corridor. Following the corridor down, they finally arrived at the black boxing arena.

The audience in the auditorium shouted loudly with red faces. Not far away, two fighters were fighting in an arena that was bigger than a basketball court. Their moves were ruthless and every attack was intended to kill.

There is no such thing as stopping here. If you can kill the other person, it is your ability.

Even for the sake of show effect, the referee may allow your opponent to kill you on the spot even if you surrender.

“Bang! Crack!”

On the ring, a figure was kicked away and hit the special tempered glass used as a barrier, revealing several cracks.

The audience was not afraid and even cheered even more enthusiastically.

"How is it?" Luo Bo asked Zhang Ji in a low voice.

"What level does the winner have here?" Zhang Ji asked.

"It's above average." Luo Bo said.

"You can." Zhang Ji nodded and said, "Where can I sign up?"

In his eyes, the winner was only a professional fifth dan or so. Seriously, one of his fingers was enough to kill him.

"Are you going up now?" Luo Bo asked.

"Isn't it good to make money earlier?" Zhang Ji asked back.

"Makes sense."

Luo Bo nodded in agreement, then pulled Zhang Ji towards the ring.

They arrived at the ring and met the manager there.

A bald middle-aged man about 1.8 meters tall with a nameplate on his chest that reads "Joe Hines".

"Joe!" Robo shouted, "We want to go on stage."

"Name?" Qiao asked after looking at Zhang Ji.

"Just give it a more powerful nickname, like Iron Legs or Evil Face!" Luo Bo reminded Zhang Ji.

"Jilong!" said Zhang Ji.

Qiao wrote down the name, then pointed to the passage on one side and said to Zhang Ji: "Go from there. After this game, the next one will be yours. If you win, you will get 200,000 yuan, and if you lose, you will get 50,000 yuan."

It's that simple.

If you want to fight, go on stage.

You just pay for the fight, anyone can do it.

Of course, the prerequisite is that you don’t care about your life, or you are confident enough in yourself and have the ability to earn this money.

Zhang Ji took off his windbreaker and handed it to Luo Bo, saying, "I'll win."

Luo Bo whispered in Zhang Ji's ear: "If possible, add a few more moves, the odds won't drop too quickly, and you can make more money."

Zhang Ji nodded slightly and walked over.

Although it was his first time to come into contact with this kind of fighting arena, he not only did not feel uncomfortable, but it brought back memories of his time on Shanli Island.

At that time, he also fought many opponents in the arena, and finally won the identity of the true disciple of the Five Forms Sect.

After sitting in the preparation seat for a while, the two people on the ring decided the winner.

The loser was carried out of the ring, his head drooping and his cervical vertebra broken. It was estimated that he would not be able to get the money alive.

"It's your turn!" the staff at the reserve seat said to Zhang Jidao.

Zhang Ji stood up and walked towards the ring from the passage.

"The next player to take the field is [Ji Long], and his opponent is [Gong Lang], who has won three games in a row."

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