Cyber Heroes

At that moment, Yuan Wenren made a judgment.

This guy attacked like this on purpose. He did have the idea of ​​killing people in the way.

——What's the matter? Are you treating me as the Martial Master of dojo?

Yuan Wenren had no time to draw his gun, so he could only use his hands to block the opponent's kick. But the opponent's speed is too fast. This body of the original Wenren has a temporary body of knowledge backup, and his actions can't keep up with consciousness. Yuan Wenren could only watch his hands slowly moving in the space with distress, and couldn't catch up with the best time to "block".

She barely has both hands and wrists on the opponent's tires. But the guy immediately started the tires, and the tires turned to generate a lateral force, the direction of the kick changed, and it hit Yuan Wenren's forehead.

This is a blow that can turn your brain into a tofu brain.

Yuan Wenren tried his best to fall backward. This foot rubbed her forehead. Yuan Wenren's whole body flew backwards.

Robert is behind Yuan Wenren. He stretched out his hand to support Yuan Wenren, and took two steps back to resolve the impact. The old man helped Yuanwenren stand up and said: "Your excellency is so murderous! Martial Artist of Liangjia is not like this. Are you from the rivers and lakes, or from the green forest?"

——It is definitely the green forest. People are right...

Yuan Wenren stood there in shock. After getting started with internal strength, she felt more deeply about the "temperament" revealed by a person's gestures, as if the hands and feet of others could "talk". She has a more intuitive feeling than these dojo Martial Artists who don't understand internal strength and only recognize people by experience.

This guy’s move was indeed aimed at ending the other’s life, but he himself didn’t have much attachment to the matter of "killing". for.

This indifferent killing has only been seen in the people of Green Forest. That's not the case with knights or eagle dogs killing people.

She gave Yuki a worried look. This kid was threw away by her just now, and he didn't receive a direct hit, but he fell and was confused. But fortunately, Yuki had also seen a few battles and knew the current situation, so he crawled a little bit on the edge of the field.

The original Wenren looked towards the Martial Artist who came to kick the hall again. The Martial Artist's head has a crown that optimizes the overall aerodynamic shape, and a tail that changes the center of gravity on the back. The legs are slender and unlike humans, and a pair of tires are embedded at the ends of the calves.

Classic speed-type light prosthesis for urban street fighting.

Yuan Wenren knows that this kind of prosthesis is more suitable for bursting and turning on flat ground. If the tire is turned sideways, it is not a problem to cross complicated obstacles such as stairs. This is a design used to quickly escape after assassination in the city. This type of prosthesis is not uncommon in the arena. In the Green Forest, the guys responsible for activities in the city will also prepare prostheses with similar structures.

In the dojo Martial Artist...except for special events such as "motorized balls", this kind of prosthesis is relatively rare. It is not very suitable for the ring.

This person is the original Tiaozi Xia, Xintian Speed ​​Xingboershu. He just changed the paint for the prosthetic body and broke into the city.

He saw Robert, said with a sneer: "Are you the Master Fan of Dojo Dojo?" He glanced at the crowd behind him: "Drink, Gang Bing Liu, B-52 , MTBsword technique, super sumo... It seems that it is not just your family's Martial Artist here."

Boershu stood up straight and said: "Want to go together?"

"You suddenly left a message on the pages of several of our dojos, saying that you are coming to kick the club today. The agreed time is almost the same." Robert said, "I think this is not in compliance with the martial arts rules, and you are not a good person. .So I called some of them here, just as insurance. If you still compete according to the rules, then we will naturally act according to the rules. But if you are not good at heart, you are here to kill, then Please don’t blame us for teaming up to defend ourselves."

"hehe......hahahahaha......" Boershu covered his face with his hands, said with a big smile: "Martial arts people... so you are also martial arts people... …Hahahaha……"

This is almost a disguised admission that he is not a dojo Martial Master.

The secretly thought of the original Wenren is bad. The external power level of dojo Martial Master is good, but only the external power level is good. Their prosthetic body specifications are restricted by the rules of the game, and they are not as casual as the Jianghu people and the Green Forest people. More importantly, they also have no internal strength.

A green forest man with a slight accomplishment in internal strength can slaughter a group of dojo Martial Masters by the technique of sighting.

Yuan Wenren made up her mind that if this green forest really wants to do this, then she must intervene.

In the face of these provocative words, Robert did not get angry. He slowly took off the flexible screen on his head and said, "Whatever you think. You, the dust that does not fall to the ground, looks unpleasant to us, and it is not a day or two. Our attitude is still the same. If you are willing to follow We are still willing to compete with you according to dojo's rules."

His flexible screen is actually used to protect our eyes. The gunner said Martial Artist's prosthetic eye seems to be good. There are no extra monks on his face, and a pair of prosthetic eyes already occupy most of his face. But for some reason, this mechanical and rigid face, coupled with those words, has a hint of imposing manner without anger.

Boershu tilted his head and glanced at Robert, and said: "Wow, I came here with this purpose. Yes." He looked around all around: "I was planning a family But, since you’ve gathered together, it’s just wow, it saves me energy on the road. Come on, it’s okay to go together..."

"Together, not to wait The way of guest." Robert took a step forward: "Moreover, we are not a Martial Master of dojo. Since you have made it clear to play in the gym, then naturally you will also have a dojo and a dojo. We go together, what kind of style?"

Yuan Wenren whispered: "Master Fan, this guy is just like a green forest. If you fight with him, it's easy to overturn the car..."

Robert raised his arms to stop Yuan Wenren The words: "Sorry, guest, this matter has nothing to do with you. After all, this is our dojo business. It is our dojo that does not violate the Dyson principle, so that we can barely maintain a little "look". I can't Destroy it."

Yuan Wenren was silent. In this era, talking about "rules" is a very dangerous thing. The Dyson principle prohibits "rules above people", and self-determined rules to restrain people are illegal acts of stepping on the line. Personal attachments like small clans are more common. Dojo is also similar to the form of "apprentices attached to the practitioners" of the scientific research Knight.

Just as the scientific research Knight is using "science" as the banner to unite his own group, the dojo people are also desperately looking for things that can tolerate their spirit and belong to the group.

In the past is what is called "culture".

Yuan Wenren knew that he could not stop these dojo Martial Masters. She could only step back slowly and came to Yuki.

During the whole movement, she pressed her hands on the gunshot wounds, watching the green forest on guard.

And Borshu seems to look at Yuan Wenren with a clear heart. He also has internal strength. Borshu also recognized it, this is a knight.

He stretched out his hand, pointed at Yuan Wenren, and said, "Knight? You are good. Let's fight?"

"Stop!" Robert took a step forward: "They are our dojo's guests. Are you here to find us?"

"Being out for him? Just kidding, you may not be able to beat him..."

"This It has nothing to do with strength or weakness." Robert once again took a step forward: "If even the guests are not protected well, what kind of face do we have for dojo to teach apprentices?"

"Interesting..." Bol Shu shook his neck: "It's okay. The knights over there, when you get out of this dojo street, we will come and compare." At the same time, Yuan Wenren also received a call from Master Fan. : [Madam, when I compete with this guy for a while, please leave through the back door. 】

This is coming from the public WiFi of dojo.

Yuanwen Humanity: [Martial Master, if I leave like this, he may be able to kill you all with his internal strength. ]

Robert said: [You still bring a young man who hasn't gotten started]

He didn't argue anymore. As a dojo Martial Master, Robert doesn't understand internal strength, so the matter of "transmitting along his own WiFi" involves a part of his energy, and he cannot be as natural as charging as a knight.

He looked towards Boer Shu again, and said: "Then, according to the rules of kicking, you can say a lot of money first. If you win, what are your requirements?"

This is also a customary tradition of "kick hall" contests. Generally speaking, the "kick the hall" thing is that the less advanced Martial Artist, in order to make his own dojo famous, so he came to other dojo challenges. In this situation, the "color head" designated by the challenger defaults to "the loser preaching the name of the winner."

However, there are also some "kicks", involving various private conflicts in the dojo ecosystem. In this case, the "color head" can be changed. For example, "I want you to use those legs for the game", and so on.

All of Roberts have this question, because Borshu is really not a "generally speaking" kind of kicker. Although he left the news of kicking the gym on the dojo homepage, he did not mention his Sect in the message. This is not what "famous" can summarize.

"Ah...yes..." Borshu tilted his neck: "I think about it... what I want now is intelligence... You dojo, for all kinds of Three Sects knows a little bit about the news, right?"

Robert said: "Impossible to compare with the mob with internal strength."

"No...some news, no It will definitely be seen on the Internet. If a thing is not found by the Highness of the Vulcan, it means that its information is definitely not on the Internet-I have come to try my luck." Boer Shu raised his upper body and arched. He said: "If I win, help me find out about the legend of the eighth Martial God."

The eighth Martial God happened decades ago. At that time, it was the heyday of this batch of Martial Artists. They showed surprises (such as flashing eyes). Robert shouted: "How can we reach the eighth Martial God thing?"