[Rebirth of the Future] Furutake Era

The back door of the ancient martial arts arena, on the other side of the civilian star, Shiba found his locker, kept his own ID, took it out and put it in the dark black robe and hood, only a pair of eyes were exposed Come.

This is a resting place exclusively for arena employees.Shiba glanced at the time, closed the cabinet door and walked towards the innermost wall.

Coming out of the dark cell, entering the eyes, is another completely different world——

The dark-black ceiling, dark-black floor and walls outline a large swirl of blood-red patterns in one go. Coupled with the same dim lighting, everything looks so weird.

Eighteen lowered his head, wanting to walk through this depressing corridor quickly. On the walls on both sides are some paintings that are said to be loved by the person in charge, Wen Cha. There are pictures of women with distorted faces holding babies in their arms , There are also bloody and bloody limbs placed in human form.Eighteen is sure that this warm tea is either born with a different aesthetic than ordinary people, or the psychology is absolutely twisted to an incredible degree.

"Mr. Zhanyi, are you here?"

The waiter in the black dress in front turned his head and saw Shiba wrapped in a black robe, and immediately greeted him respectfully. Shiba nodded to him, and could already faintly hear the noisy voices outside the wall.

Zhanyi——

This is not Shiba's own name.

There is a new mysterious champion in No. [-] field of Poor Star Guwu Arena.

He and she always wrap themselves tightly, and the opponents who fight against him have never known who he is, whether he is a man or a woman, let alone what he looks like.

Two months ago, he started to show his talents. He challenged Lei Mingdeng, the leader of the third field, at the beginning of the game. After winning that battle, he started to show his talents out of control.

He took a light and fast path, always able to find the opponent's weakness in the fastest time, and then kill him with one blow.

His figure is not tall, judging from the black robe wrapped around his body, he is not strong, and his light moves are different from ordinary male warriors. Apart from his strength, many people guessed that Maybe this Zhanyi will be a powerful woman.

Because of his astonishing speed, many people can't touch his body at all after playing, at most they can only touch the corner of his clothes.

So the name Zhanyi came about.

The No. [-] ring where Eighteen is located mainly faces some amateur fighters who are not very powerful. This can be regarded as a gradual process. Starting from the bottom, speed, energy, and mental strength cannot be rushed.

However, Shiba did not predict wrongly. The actual combat experienced by himself will indeed be more useful than regular meditation. He was clumsy with a [-]-jin load, and now he is still able to move freely with a [-]-jin load.Perhaps not only that, Shiba has not tried to take off the weight to fight so far, maybe his lightness kung fu has already improved to a higher level.

The manager of Field No. [-] opened the door and ran towards him, complaining: "Zhanyi, you are finally here. The challenger has been waiting for a long time, and the audience is about to riot!"

Eighteen frowned, nodded to him silently, and then pushed open the door of field five.

The manager sighed in surprise. He was used to it. Zhanyi had never communicated with him since he appeared, let alone the audience. Even the manager, he only knew that Zhanyi was a man. what kind of...

Probably only the person in charge has seen it?The door at the back leads to the rest room at the bottom of the ring. As soon as Shiba entered, he was surrounded by assistants from No. [-], and they chirped to report——

"Mr. Zhanyi, you are finally here, the challenger has been waiting for you for a long time..."

"Here is the information of the new challenger. You have three more games to attend today, um... His household registration is Albazako star, but he has already signed a certificate of life and death, but..."

The assistant frowned in confusion, and continued: "But Mr. Wen asked me to tell you that he may be a very respectable figure in Albazako, please be merciful."

"Understood", Shiba replied casually, "Is there any more?"

The assistants combined the information: "No more, I wish you a continuation of the record."

Eighteen nodded, and stepped into the slowly rising elevator——

The cheers outside the arena exploded, boiling like mountains and seas, Shiba casually looked around——

The area of ​​the Civilian Star Guwu Arena is much larger than that of the virtual world. Except for the basement floor where Eighteen is currently staying, it is said that there are also the second and third floors below which are crowded with big hands. Of course, with his current qualifications, there is no such thing as Qualified to defend there.

Shiba stood in the center of the ring, and all the spotlights in the arena hit his thin body in a black robe, and he just stood there quietly.

After a moment of silence, all the crowd he glanced at screamed frantically, and this kind of pursuit and cheers, Shiba has changed from being at a loss at the beginning to being accustomed to it now.

This is the charm of Furutake.

"Hey... I said, can't it be?"

Nan Yucang stared in astonishment at the fans in the arena who seemed to be about to faint from excitement, and then glanced again at the weird man in black on the stage.

"Isn't he just a black skinny guy...?"

"Don't talk nonsense", Nan Woyu knocked his head, looked around carefully, made sure no one noticed his side, and then slapped Nan Yucang on the back of the head: "Shut up, you! Are you causing trouble? If I knew I wouldn’t take you out, I’d ask my elder brother to take you to watch military training!”

Nan Yucang didn't dare to speak anymore.

This is the first time he has come to this legendary civilian planet. The environment is dirty and messy, garbage can be seen everywhere, the stench in the nose and the thick phlegm on the ground with a high shooting rate... I have to say, it really opened his eyes.

How can there be such poverty in the world? !

This is beyond the imagination of Nan Yucang who grew up in a wealthy family.

He is not a military student, and he majored in liberal arts in college, so it was the first time Nan Woyu brought him out to see places like the Guwu Arena.

In fact, speaking of it, Nan Woyu is still familiar with Socrates' arena, but today is an event organized by a few wine and meat friends in the class. For this world that is completely different from the Federation, Nan Woyu has to say yes Curiously, the life-and-death contract he signed when he entered the arena also made him hesitate for a long time.Unlike Nan Yucang, Nan Woyu is well aware of the tough folk customs of the poor star, and if any trouble is caused here, I am afraid that his group will be in danger.He had seen with his own eyes the flesh and blood of the stretcher carried out by the nurses.

"The one who is fighting above is Zhanyi, the leader of Field No. [-]."

Partner Yishi lit a cigarette for his female partner, and then introduced and explained to Nan Woyu: "Without a pass, we can't go to visit the ground floor. This is already the most advanced venue on the ground. Zhanyi that day, don't worry about it." Seeing how skinny he is, he has actually won more than 70 consecutive victories, and his moves are said to be very special, and so far no one has been able to imitate them."

Oh?

Nan Woyu raised a little interest. Yishi's family is a well-known military and political family, with a much deeper heritage than Nan's. He grew up practicing martial arts since he was a child. If even he praises him like this, then it seems...

Just at this time, the challenger on the field rushed towards Zhanyi frantically with a shout, and at the same time raised the big steel knife in his hand high and slashed down vertically!The blade of the knife reflected the light of the headlights on the top of the field for a flash, Nan Yucang was startled, and reflexively looked back at the stage——

Sure enough, it was the irritable and irritable young master who came out of a big family and had never seen the world.To be honest, the last thing Eighteen waits to see is a challenger who comes to play tickets like this.Obviously his own strength is horrible, but he doesn't even have a little self-knowledge. He wants to seek abuse. When he is abused, he feels unbalanced. However, his face is thicker than a brick wall. Knives and guns.

But things are both good and bad. Eighteen plays three games here every day. Now the first one is so worry-free, and it is better to store up strength to deal with the next challenger. The young master in front of him really doesn't see it in his eyes .

Seeing that the blade was approaching, Shiba Qi Shen's dantian easily jumped away, thinking about how to throw him down without hurting the opponent.

That leap of at least eight feet, coupled with his steady steps and calm eyes, immediately cheered the audience off the court.Zhanyi's famous trick is his ghostly pace, so that the challenger can't even touch the corner of his clothes. What kind of realm is this? !

The eyes of Nan Woyu and his group immediately went out of the window.

Hearing is one thing, but the shock of seeing is not comparable to hearing.

Nan Woyu saw clearly the jump just now, without any assistance or bending his legs, he jumped so high for no reason... How is this possible? !

"I rely on..."

Nan Yucang murmured a sigh, and then pushed the second brother who was standing next to her with a disbelieving face: "I'll sign up for the next game!"

"Don't be foolish! With your three-legged cat's skill, no one can save you when something happens!"

Nan Woyu thought he was joking, and casually made a sarcasm.Who knew that Nan Yucang would quit immediately——

"Second brother, didn't I say you, you still don't admit that your observation skills are not as strong as mine? The one who is challenging above is far worse than me! The one who sticks his clothes and hides here and there just doesn't make a move, which means he can't do anything. He likes to play heavy hands on the field, but what if he loses? I forgive him for not daring to really kill people."

"He's really right." The audience on the side didn't know what they heard, and turned their heads to help enthusiastically: "Zhanyi fought so many times, and the most serious one didn't die. If it wasn't for my bad skills , I also want to go up and try that!"

What he said was not wrong. Eighteen has played so many games since the beginning of the match. The most serious one was kicking the lower body of an opponent who humiliated him. Other circumstances were less serious. A while passed.His style can be regarded as benevolent in the arena. Compared with those perverts who like to twist people's brains to suck the marrow when they are excited, No. [-] is not known to be more popular.

This may also be one of the reasons why Zhanyi became popular.I don't distinguish between men and women, so mystique is gained, my skills are good, and my strength is not bad. The most rare thing is that I am as graceful as ever on stage. The female challenger is never humiliated or obscene, and she won't look like an orangutan after victory Jumping around in the same way without image, occasionally speaking a few words, and can hear the voice is clear and crisp, young, the voice is so nice, probably not bad in appearance...

But tolerance is not an excuse to indulge your opponent.

But Nan Yucang obviously didn't understand such a profound truth. As soon as someone assisted him, he immediately froze: "Am I right? Let me go once! Don't worry, I will never have an accident!"

He lowered his head, and said with a bit of cunning: "I still have a secret weapon, not to mention that I may not lose..."

"What did you say? What secret weapon?"

Nan Woyu didn't hear it clearly, so he asked again, then recovered his senses, covered his forehead and refused, "No matter what secret weapon! If it doesn't work, it won't work! No appeal! No rebuttal! No non-execution of the order!"

Nan Yucang let out a muffled snort, rolled her eyeballs, pierced into the crowd, and immediately disappeared.

"Little San!!"

Nan Woyu was shocked, and immediately pulled out to chase, but was blocked by the crowd.He sighed annoyedly, frowned and thought for a while, then raised his hand and dialed a communication——

At the same time, Shiba finally seized an opportunity to kick the challenger on the cheek, picked up his legs and threw him headfirst down the ring with his strength.

Anyway, people are alive on his stage, and he didn't disobey the intention of warming the tea. As for after falling...whether you fall to death or be trampled to death, it's not about eighteen.

The crowd in the audience cheered as expected. Although there is no suspense about winning or losing the game, it is worthwhile to see Zhan Yi's unique figure and tricks. What's more, presumably the subsequent challenges will be more and more exciting. more intense.

Sure enough, Shiba just brushed the dust off the feet of the black robe, and before he could go down to take a sip of water, he heard the administrator announce——

"Challenger No. [-] is ready to enter, please get ready!"

The unexpected audience in the audience immediately cheered again. In the past, after the first round, those who signed up for the challenge had to build up their self-confidence for a while. I didn't expect this to be so exciting one after another!

Shiba frowned, and dissatisfiedly looked at the administrator who was smiling at him doglegly.

Forget it, I'm not tired anyway, just go back to eat as soon as I'm done.