The sun is shining brightly and the sky is refreshing in the morning.
Outside the first airport in the Violet State, it was already filled with vehicles and people.
Some people are holding signs here to wait for friends arriving by plane, but more people are taxi drivers who want to attract customers here.
Guan Luoyang pulled a suitcase and just walked out of the airport gate when a taxi with paint graffiti on its body rushed in front of him and suddenly stopped.
An arm covered with tattoos of English letters was placed on the car window. The driver, who was chewing gum, poked his head out. He had an Asian face, in his forties, with rough skin and weathered weather, but he spoke fluently in Boston.
"Are you a guest from the Asia-Pacific region? Take my car, and the first stop will take you to the famous scenic spots that best appreciate the style of the Violet State."
Guan Luoyang had prepared an earbud-type simultaneous interpreter before he came here. It was equipped with translation functions for eighteen common languages around the world, so he didn't have to worry about not being able to understand.
The driver slammed the car window again, banging it loudly, and shouted: "And this car is a new model designed by the Dietrich family specifically for passengers. Bullets cannot penetrate it, and ordinary street boys will not easily provoke it. The safety is extremely guaranteed.”
Guan Luoyang didn't waste time to choose. After making sure that the driver was also equipped with a simultaneous interpreter and could understand him, he opened the rear door and got in.
The driver quickly got out of the car and put his large suitcase on the roof of the car. With a pull, the small retractable tent was propped up on the roof of the car, covering the suitcase.
"Hoo ho ho!"
The driver made a meaningless scream, jumped into the driver's seat, closed the car door, and turned on the car speakers. When the melody curve on the display screen fluctuated rapidly, the car body also accelerated violently and rushed out.
Amidst the intense sound of electric guitar, the driver reached out and flicked the rearview mirror in the car, looking at Guan Luoyang through the small mirror.
"Then our first stop will be to Diederichsplatz, and our second stop will be to the coast. Until 10:30 in the morning, if you don't have a hotel reservation, I can also choose a hotel for you, ensuring that the service is the most satisfactory. Of course, the price is also satisfactory.”
There is a lot of traffic on the road, and most of the vehicles will emit loud music and float out of the car windows after starting to accelerate.
Some vehicles quickly overtook and passed this taxi, but this taxi was also constantly passing other people's cars. The sound of the engine, tires rubbing against the ground, and the various voices of people who had to open their throats to communicate clearly constituted the A very noisy scene.
The journey from the airport to the city is like completing the transition from all kinds of outsiders to the noisy and lively Violet State.
Guan Luoyang supported the car window with his right elbow and his chin with the back of his hand, looking at the scenery passing by quickly outside the car window: "The biggest feature of the Violet State is fighting. I would rather visit the areas where street fighting is the most frequent."
"I understand, I understand, 100% of the tourists who come here want to watch thrilling, exciting fights with real bloodshed."
The driver held the steering wheel with one hand, waved his right fist in the air, and said in an excited voice, "But the level of street fighting varies, and the atmosphere is really not that enjoyable. The fighting arena on the coast is better. Choose."
"If you're in a hurry, we can skip the square and go directly to the coast."
"Today at the No. 4 Fighting Arena, there seems to be a competition between the master of decapitation in karate and the heavy gunner of Bajiquan. According to outside rumors, if both of them go for fighter certification, they will both be rated at least three stars. !”
Guan Luoyang: "Karate?"
As he spoke, he took out his mobile phone from the pocket of Shen Yi's majestic jacket and searched for it.
In this world, there have been signs of reincarnation being active since the 12th century AD.
The number of reincarnators is not worth mentioning compared to the overall population base of this world. However, in order to obtain greater benefits, all reincarnators always like to get involved in some more important historical events. Nine hundred Over the years, many extraordinary skills from other worlds have inevitably remained in this world.
Various martial arts schools based on physical combat have taken root in this world and are widely practiced because they have the lowest entry barriers.
Among them, "karate" was one of the first foreign martial arts to gain a foothold in the United States of Boston.
Although those boxing techniques may have completely opposite characteristics, and may even come from different worlds, after all, they all bear the name of "karate". The public often does not subdivide them into categories. They only think that there are enough people practicing this genre to make them outstanding. Due to the herd mentality, more and more people practice karate.
In the ranking of world fighters, three of the most famous five-star fighters indicate in their profiles that they mainly practice karate.
Guan Luoyang put away his cell phone and signaled the driver to go to the fighting arena first.
"Oooh! Great!"
The driver stepped on the accelerator, found a gap in the guardrail on the side of the road, and rushed out, speeding through a wilderness full of loess and occasionally green.
"I'll take a shortcut for you. You don't need to worry about the traffic lights here, and the toll is low. You'll be there in a moment."
The wilderness looks flat, but if you actually run on it, you will feel extremely bumpy.
Guan Luoyang didn't care, but the sleeves of the windbreaker he wore as a cloak danced in the air contrary to inertia, and the cuffs of the long sleeves seemed to be reaching forward.
But it was just a little attempt. As Guan Luoyang's eyes turned slightly, the long sleeves fell down softly.
When Shenyi recognized his master, there was indeed a wave of impact on the soul.
However, Guan Luoyang's silent listening to the world of mortals is an extraordinary communication ability. He can listen to the dry words and boring diagrams in the martial arts secret books as vivid stories, let alone when facing something really interesting. The divine clothing of one's own life characteristics.
The first time he wore this piece of clothing, before the divine clothing launched a counterattack, he first used this two-way communication link to counteract the viciousness with his own will.
As a result, Guan Luoyang was certainly in pain, but at that time, the clothes must have caused even deeper pain.
After this period of time, Shenyi Majesty's obedience to Guan Luoyang was not only due to the restriction of bloodshed to identify the master, but also a spiritual surrender.
In less than five minutes, the driver was back on the road, entering the city and heading towards the coast.
Looking from a distance, a row of huge hemispherical buildings is located on the seaside, with its back facing the sea breeze and waves and its front facing the bustling urban area.
After getting closer, you can realize even more that each of these hemispherical buildings is at least ten stories tall. On the side facing the city, above the gate, there is an electronic screen with a side length of five meters.
Outside the main entrance of each building, there is a large shed made of transparent materials. There are many seats connected to the ground. They are all full of people at the moment, and there are many people crowded in the aisles.
Everyone looked up at the electronic screen.
When the taxi drove Guan Luoyang closer, he noticed that many people were holding a few tickets tightly in their hands, their expressions were nervous and excited, and their faces were red due to congestion.
"I'm late, I can't squeeze in front."
The driver stopped the car skillfully, pulled out two telescopes, and handed one to Guan Luoyang. He couldn't wait to get closer to the car window, adjusting the focal length of the telescope to just enough to see the entire screen.
"This screen is a high-definition camera in the fighting arena, showing it in slow playback at 32x speed. It's just beginning on the screen, but it may have reached a fever pitch inside."
Guan Luoyang held a telescope in his hand and looked at it with his naked eyes.
Although the identities of the two people are not marked on the screen, they are actually easy to distinguish.
The decapitated master is dressed in a snow-white karate uniform, with only a black belt around his waist several times. He has a square face, a nose augmentation, and green and black stubble surrounding the lower half of his face, making him look like a napping bear.
The muscular white man standing opposite him wearing a vest, trousers and leather boots was obviously the heavy gunner.
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The image played on the screen should be quickly edited by switching between multiple internal shots. After the close-up shot, it quickly zooms into an overhead shot.
The flat fighting arena has an unknown gray material on the ground. Based on the height and arm length of the two people, the area in the center of the fighting arena is about a hundred meters in diameter.
Surrounding the fighting arena are thick armored shields with numbers from the Boston Military Factory on them.
The two people on the screen were already fighting. The heavy gunner lunged forward, raised his hand and shot an arrow from the figure.
As soon as Master Guanhead dodged the palm, the heavy gunner turned his palms into fists, shook his arms and legs, and unleashed a huge force that shook the air around him. Although he was a white man, his Bajiquan skills were very mellow.
Moreover, this so-called Baji Zhengquan is not simply physical strength. At the moment when the heavy gunner clenched his fist, his whole fist from the wrist down was obviously wrapped in golden aura.
The decapitated master only used one hand to parry, thrust his right arm forward, his wrist shook, and his palm was like a knife, and he struck down vertically with the knife.
In Guan Luoyang's hometown, a famous writer, Mr. Lu Xun, once said that a black belt in karate can't even beat a pig.
However, due to the differences in the world, even if ten adult wild boars were attacked together, they would probably be decapitated with one blow using the karate technique being used by Master Guanhead.
The sword wind caused by that blow, after crossing a distance of about forty meters, still drew a clear white mark on the armor baffle around the fighting arena, making a clanging sound.
"The Heavy Gunner has won twelve consecutive games this year, but the Headbreaker Master has maintained an unbeaten record of twenty-three consecutive games since two years ago."
The driver said while watching, "This is the most watched event in recent months. All the famous casinos in the city have opened betting on the outcome. I also bet. If the bet is successful, I won't do it tomorrow." It’s rented.”
"It's a pity that you're late, otherwise you could have tried."
Guan Luoyang said: "It sounds like Master Guanhead has an advantage. Are you buying him?"
"I bought both sides, but Master Guillotine bought less. The bulk fell on the heavy gunner's side."
The battle on the screen became more and more intense. Even at 32x slow playback, some actions were not clearly visible. The driver shook his legs nervously, holding the binoculars with one hand and pressing his knees with the other, "It takes an upset to be big." Make money."
"Slugger was not favored by others before, and it turned against the wind several times. I regretted not buying it at the time. I must give it a try this time."
The driver turned to look at Guan Luoyang, "If I really ask you to buy it, which one will you buy?"
"I don't play this kind of gambling."
Guan Luoyang said, "When it comes to gambling, there are 10,000 losers out of 10,000 people. The real winners never rely on luck."
The driver laughed and said loudly: "That's another place. It must be your first time coming to the Violet State. What we compete in this place is vision and fighting spirit. The more formal and high-end the event, the more No one can cheat."
"Because those who participate in this kind of fighting are only strong men who pursue victory and become stronger. They are strong fighters who bet their fighting careers and their lives on the battle. If they want to make money, they have many ways. What kind of money can they make? Do they value it more than their own lives?!”
Guan Luoyang looked at the screen. The development of the battle seemed to be just as the driver said. Both of them had risked everything and entered a state of selflessness.
The right shoulder of the decapitated master was dented by the smash, and his entire right arm could not move. The heavy gunner's waist and abdomen also had sloping wounds. He tore off his vest, tied it to his stomach, and continued to pounce.
Guan Luoyang couldn't help but feel moved as he watched. He could be sure that the man who was gritting his teeth and roaring, and once again showing the eight postures of Bajiquan, would never care about the winning or losing of the gambler audience.
In those blue eyes, the bloodshot eyes were filled with endless desire for victory and martial arts.
While the two sides on the screen were still fighting in a bloody battle, Guan Luoyang closed his eyes and took the initiative to "listen" to the fighting situation in the fighting arena.
In fact, he was originally distracted, watching the slow broadcast on the screen and listening to the actual situation. But now, he also feels that he should show some respect for the outcome of this battle.
Concentrate on feeling the victory or defeat of that blow in the fighting arena.
There was a loud noise in the fighting arena.
Guan Luoyang suddenly opened his eyes and frowned tightly.
The battle on the screen was not over yet. The audience in the big tent seemed to have seen something and stood up one after another. They cheered loudly and the door of the fighting arena was opened.
Someone was carried out.
The driver couldn't help it, pushed open the door and ran out, pushing his way into the crowd, shouting: "What's wrong, who won, who was carried out?!"
Everyone was shouting and asking, and soon there was a louder wave of noise.
Because a second person was carried out.
The two people in the fighting arena came out lying down.
Relatives and friends from both sides rushed over forcefully and sent the two of them to first aid.
None of the anxious and concerned spectators followed the ambulance, because they didn't know the outcome yet, so they all stopped and continued to watch the broadcast on the screen.
Finally, it was the last fight.
The air waves generated by the bombardment between the two people rushed towards the screen like a colorless mudslide. The screen suddenly went black. It switched many times, either with broken screens or snowflakes. After a few seconds, there was a long shot showing the result. .
Both men fell to the cracked ground in a pool of blood.
The final result was a tie!
Suddenly, the crowd yelled out so many curse words. Some people jumped on their seats and yelled something. Some people pinched the tickets in their hands, and they suddenly became very pale.
After a while, the driver walked back to his car cursing.
"How can it be a tie? Even if Master Guanhead wins, I can still get my money back."
When he opened the car door, the words Guan Luoyang said before flashed through the driver's mind, but they only faded away.
With everything being played like that, how could it be a match-fixing?
It can only be that everyone is out of luck.
He sighed and opened the door, only to find that the guest was no longer in the car, only a few bills were left on the seat.
The driver was stunned, took a step back, looked up and saw that the suitcase had been taken away.
………………
Instead of going to the public hospital, Master Guillotine's ambulance rushed all the way to Goldfinch Island, a recognized wealthy area in the Violet State. It stopped outside his own apartment. A private doctor came out and hurriedly rushed him to the hospital. Ship it in.
Several Filipino security guards stood outside the white-painted iron door, peeking inside for a while.
Guan Luoyang dragged his suitcase and passed by slowly.
