Mo Fan stood at the front of the car, his body slightly bent like a bow, he stepped forward and punched out, hitting the barrier hard.
The boxing technique he used was a boxing technique called Bengquan in his previous life.
Bengquan is characterized by short-range, rapid attacks, strong force, and penetration of the internal organs. It is quite convenient when used to kill people. He likes it very much.
The heavy punch hit the barrier, causing Jia Wei's face to turn pale, nosebleeds flowing out of his nostrils again, and the barrier becoming looming.
Compared with implantable prostheses, the disadvantages of industrial exoskeletons are that they are bulky and difficult to control. In terms of strength alone, exoskeletons are superior.
It is not easy for Javi to block the punch that increases the exoskeleton.
But he still blocked it.
He secretly breathed a sigh of relief and had to admit that the mercenary from Yefeng Town opposite had something to think of and could use an industrial external prosthetic body to make up for the disadvantage of not having a prosthetic body.
The idea is very good, and the actual use is also good, but it is a bit missing.
If Mo Fan's industrial prosthetic body was the latest model, or his fists were stronger, he might not be able to stop him.
But the reality is often like this. There is no difference in the results between 99% and 10% of a thing. They are both failures.
Just as Jia Wei felt sorry for Mo Fan, a second force came from the barrier, causing his expression to suddenly change.
Mo Fan never thought that he could break through the barrier with just a simple punch.
When his fist hit the barrier, he had already figured out Javi's limit. If he could punch with more force, he could break the barrier.
His main occupation in his previous life was killing people, and he had learned a lot of things. He dabbled in all kinds of fighting skills, but he didn't study them deeply.
After all, no matter how powerful fists and kicks are, they can only reach within three feet, which is far less efficient than firearms.
Even during the black boxing period, what he was best at was unrestricted fighting, working together inside and outside the ring.
For example, in the black boxing ring, if you occasionally meet a few martial arts masters and feel that you may not be able to win in a head-on fight, then he will ambush the opponent a day in advance and secretly shoot the opponent twice, or simply kill them, and win the next day. Much easier.
Although he thinks that times have changed, he has heard people say that the art of fighting still has three realms: Jin, Dark Jin, and Transformed Jin.
There are masters who specialize in fighting skills and can develop the power of transformation. They can hit two overlapping punches with one punch, and their abilities can even penetrate the body.
Among them, the second is overlapping strength. When punching, the two forces in the body are superimposed, which can explode beyond the limit of power.
He had not cultivated Hua Jin before, and was unable to generate two forces at the same time. He had tried two overlapping Jin several times without success.
But now he has found his own way.
Isn't it the second force?
The impact of the Beng Fist reached its peak, and just as it was about to fall back, an inconspicuous metal cylinder roared at the rear end of the robotic arm.
A powerful thrust burst out, creating a second force out of thin air and continuing to hit the barrier.
His second force comes from the expansion accessory of the robotic arm - the "impact hammer".
Although he cannot combine the two forces into one like the true two-fold force in the rumors.
But he can be sure that if the strength of his fists is compared, his two-fold strength can beat all the striking masters who are good at two-fold strength, even his own mother will not recognize him.
He has already thought of a name for this move.
Mo Fan's Martial Arts - Cyber Collapse Fist!
The power erupted from the "Impact Hammer" perfectly fits the word "Beng" in Beng Fist.
This punch became the last beam that broke the camel's back.
The power of the fist exploded like thunder, and the barrier in front of "Swift Wind" was instantly torn apart. His fist remained unabated and hit the side and rear of "Swift Wind" hard.
After receiving a heavy blow, "Swift Wind" lost control and slid sideways.
Ryan finally controlled "Swift Wind" to stop. When he lowered his head, he found a red x flashing on the ice directly below.
drop!
The explosion surged up from under the ice, lifting "Swift Wind" three to four meters into the air.
"Swift Wind" spun around in the air for one and a half times, then fell to the ground with its top down. Unfortunately, a red × flashed at the point of impact as well.
This is the danger of the third level. As long as you step on one mine, you may step on countless mines one after another until you are destroyed or eliminated.
Mo Fan stood at the front of the car and looked back. He originally thought that if "Swift Wind" flipped through the air again and a half, it would just flip back.
But I saw that the red × that stayed for five seconds every time it appeared, after being pressed by "Swift Wind", only flashed for one second and then jumped elsewhere, preventing "Swift Wind" from taking off again.
The competition team's strong desire to survive made Mo Fan couldn't help but shake his head, sighing that it's good to have privileges.
If Porter before today had stepped on a thunderbolt, the competition team would never have let him down unless he was allowed to fly ten or eight times.
However, the outcome was decided. Taking advantage of the time when "Swift Wind" lost control, Porter had already sprinted to the finish line.
Dang Dang Dang!
Celebratory music played and golden confetti was sprinkled over the finish line.
"The winner of this Maze Key Challenge is—Team Warhawk!"
"The war eagle has obtained the key to the maze and can freely leave the death maze and go to the next stage of the competition."
"Other players in the arena are eliminated."
A palm-sized black square pops out from under the colored key projection at the end. Take the box and the colored key projection disappears.
Porter loaded the black cubes into the car, and a line of prompts popped up on the car's control panel.
"Congratulations, you are qualified to leave the death maze freely."
The next moment, the light and shadow of the colored key were projected on the roof of the "War Eagle", which was extremely conspicuous.
"Potter, shut him up." Mo Fan frowned.
Potter operated for a while, then turned around and said with a wry smile: "Brother, it can't be closed."
"Then take it off."
"The system shows that the module has been locked and can only be released after leaving the death maze."
"Note that the maze access permission will be forced to be displayed. Once the owner is eliminated or destroyed, the maze key will be detached and become unbound.
Please leave the death maze as soon as possible. "
Mo Fan and Porter looked at each other, and at the same time they greeted the whole family of the competition team.
Good guy, getting the maze key is equivalent to taunting the surroundings anytime and anywhere, fearing that others will not come to snatch it.
Which one is stupid...
Who the wise man came up with the setting of the underworld.
Just as the two were sighing, a voice interrupted: "You seem to be in trouble."
Looking back, I found that Ryan and the escort Javi had climbed out of the overturned car and walked next to them.
"It is indeed a problem." Mo Fan shrugged.
"If you can beat me, I believe this trouble is nothing to you." Ryan said in a relaxed tone, not caring about losing the game.
Javi, who had been talking only to Ryan, also walked up to Mo Fan and took the initiative to talk:
"You are one of the boldest and craziest guys I have ever seen in transforming industrial exoskeletons into actual combat weapons. If you join the army, the transformation maniacs of the Machinery Corps will definitely fight for your success."
The performance of Mo Fan and Porter made Ryan enjoy the game and also gained his recognition.
After a brief chat and exchange of contact information, Ryan pointed to the passage leading to the ground and said:
"My "Swift Wind" is broken. Can you send us up? I can pay for it. "
Potter: "What kind of reward is needed for such a small thing?"
Ryan raised his eyebrows: "Are you sure you don't want it?"
"Although we are from a small place, we are not..."
Before Porter could finish what he said, he saw Javi opening a suitcase. The moment the suitcase was opened, a golden bright spot appeared on the combat module radar.
Golden combat module!
Potter immediately changed his tune, "I'll be happy to help you."
