Chapter 33: Chapter 33 Combat (Please Recommend)
"Hmm? Something's not right..."
Fang Xing walked among the ruins of the old city district when suddenly, his heart started pounding wildly.
He spun around to see a pitch-black figure at the end of his sightline, closing in fast!
The other's speed was incredibly fast, their movement technique extraordinary.
"It's a Rough Jade Realm Martial Artist, a Federation Rough Jade Realm Martial Artist, with combat power definitely surpassing that of an Innate Martial Artist!"
"Not only that, he's wearing a Nano Protective Suit!"
Fang Xing's eyes rested on the other's Nano Protective Suit, then shifted upwards to see a face with a high nose bridge and slanted eyes.
"I can't beat him... and if he's coming after me, he's definitely up to no good!"
With this thought, he slipped his hand into his pocket and secretly tore off a 'Wind Control Talisman'!
In the next moment!
Swoosh swoosh!
A gentle breeze stirred, swirling around him and making him feel like the resistance in the air had suddenly dropped significantly.
He took a light leap, and in an instant, his body soared through the air, carried by the wind, covering a distance of over twenty meters!
"Damn it..."
'Carrion Eater' Lance saw this and his eyes widened: "I didn't expect him to be a Wind Element Superpower User... Makes sense, without a few tricks up one's sleeve, who would dare to come to the Black District?"
To others, Fang Xing had just looked like an ordinary Wind Element Superpower User while secretly tearing off Talismans in his pocket.
He didn't dare to slow down and quickly accelerated.
After escaping a good distance, he slipped into a building and applied two more Talismans to himself.
——'Concealing Breath Talisman'!
——'Invisibility Talisman'!
It wasn't long before he saw Lance catch up, committing the appearance of his pursuer firmly to memory.
Then, he saw Lance summon a group of rats, seemingly instructing them to search for something.
Unfortunately, these rats couldn't discover Fang Xing's whereabouts.
"White male, slanted eyes, can manipulate small animals... I'll remember you."
Fang Xing clenched his teeth.
He might not be a match for him now, but give him three days and he should be seen in a new light.
For him, getting stronger wouldn't take long.
When the time comes, he would certainly avenge today's grudge!
...
Two days later.
At night.
Fang Xing returned to the old city district.
No choice... He had paid for it after all, so he had to come.
Moreover, this time he was a guest, and the Blood Cage Fighting Arena should have made arrangements.
The dividing line between the old city and new city districts, an abandoned bus stop.
By the time Fang Xing arrived, there were already quite a few people waiting, most of whom were white-collar workers and small businessmen lookning excited...
Toot toot!
Suddenly, to the sound of an ancient car horn, an old yellow bus approached.
The antique bus was clearly modified, with welded iron bars over the windows and barbed wire around the edges.
It looked somewhat like a prison transport for felons.
Clang...
The bus pulled up to the stop, the doors opened with a bang, revealing a middle-aged man in a black suit.
He wore sunglasses, his face painted with a formalized smile: "Hello, guests, I'm the customer manager of the Blood Cage Fighting Arena. Now, please get on board and head to the arena to enjoy an exhilarating night... Boarding the bus requires a ticket, and after the fights are over, we will safely return you here... Of course, if you decide to leave the arena on your own, you will no longer be under our protection..."
After laying out the rules, he waved his hand: "Board the bus!"
A young man with dyed yellow hair immediately stepped forward, produced his fighting arena ticket, and boarded smoothly.
Seeing this, other passengers also began to board in succession.
Fang Xing silently observed, positioning himself in the middle of the line.
After boarding, he chose a seat at random and found himself sitting next to the yellow-haired man.
"So this is the Black District?"
As the bus started, the yellow-haired man looked around excitedly: "I've always wanted to see it for myself... I've heard the nightlife here is incredibly thrilling!"
"Yeah, it's thrilling, almost to the point of losing your life..."
Thinking of the chase from two days ago, Fang Xing's expression darkened as he interjected.
Of course, now he was a guest of the fighting arena, protected by them, so even if the attacker had ten times the courage, he wouldn't dare to come and abduct.
The Blood Cage Fighting Arena had such a big reputation and monopolized the local underground fight market for a reason—they weren't to be trifled with.
"Really?"
Hearing Fang Xing's remark, the yellow-haired man seemed even more excited: "My name's Hao Chi, what's yours?"
"When I'm out, I never give my real name."
Fang Xing closed his eyes, quietly waiting.
...
Blood Cage Fighting Arena.
Compared with the day, the Blood Cage Fighting Arena seemed to have 'come to life' at night, with neon lights of all colors flashing everywhere, and countless figures gathering.
Bunny girls and cat girls roamed about, holding trays in their hands filled with gambling chips and alcoholic drinks.
And in the center of what used to be a sports stadium, a giant ring had been constructed.
Surrounding the ring was a sinister-looking iron cage covered with rust and some spots even hung with shreds of flesh and blood stains.
A primitive, wild, and bloody aura seemed to hit everyone in the face.
The surrounding spectators, upon seeing this scene, appeared to ignite a sort of primordial wild instinct within themselves, their voices growing three times louder.
"Iron Hand's fight is at nine..."
Fang Xing held a glass of juice, rejecting the catwoman's betting proposal, and stood outside the iron cage, silently observing.
"Ladies and gentlemen, good evening, and welcome to the Blood Cage Fighting Arena!"
Just then, numerous spotlights converged on the ring above, and a master of ceremonies appeared, dressed in a white suit with a blood-red rose pinned to his chest.
His expression was exhilarated, his voice thunderous, shaking the eardrums of the audience.
'Goodness... At least a Rough Jade Realm martial artist, and he has cultivated a martial skill like "Lion Roar"!'
Fang Xing rubbed his ears, hearing the master of ceremonies continue, "First up are 'Fiery Flame' and 'Killer Croc'; come on, please us with your blood!"
As his words ended, the sides of the iron cage opened, and a fighter entered from each side.
'Fiery Flame' wore a red cape and had his fists wrapped in bandages, looking lean and gaunt.
'Killer Croc' was a two-meter-tall black man with dreadlocks and a body covered in various tattoos and piercings.
"The fight begins!"
With the master of ceremonies' shout, the iron cages closed tightly.
Then, Fiery Flame tore off his cape and collided viciously with Killer Croc.
Fist, foot, elbow... The two shadows seemed to turn into killing machines, any part of their bodies potentially hiding a terrifying deadly attack.
"Not very strong, around the Second Realm, but far more combat experience than me... Without being allowed to use gear, I might not be able to beat them..."
Fang Xing watched with a very serious expression.
Bang!
Just then, he saw Fiery Flame punch inward, a Double Peak Piercing Ears move, hitting straight at Killer Croc's sun acupoint.
Obviously a heavy punch, the Killer Croc, like a small giant, lay on the ground and couldn't get up for a long time.
"A real life-and-death fight can be decided in just a few moves..."
Seeing this, Fang Xing felt he learned a lot.
"Congratulations, Fiery Flame wins this fight... Now, it's up to the audience, do you want to kill Killer Croc?"
The master of ceremonies stood at the edge of the iron cage, his expression increasingly fervent, "Those in favor of executing Killer Croc, please raise your right hand!"
"Kill him!"
"Kill that piece of shit, he made me lose a lot of money!"
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
...
Almost the moment the master of ceremonies finished speaking, most people raised their right hands, clenching their fists, faces maniacal.
"Kill! Murder!"
Amongst the roars of many spectators, Fiery Flame, without hesitation, grabbed Killer Croc's head and twisted forcefully.
Crack!
Amidst the grating sounds of bones breaking, Killer Croc's lifeless body slumped heavily onto the ground.
Seeing this, Fang Xing fell silent.
'Damn, back then Liu Wei and I were almost tempted by the handsome reward to become black market boxers...'
'With our strength back then, we would have definitely been eliminated in the first round, and could even have been used as playthings to be killed for sport...'
Thinking about this, he couldn't help but feel grateful for the decision made back then.
Subsequently, several more fights took place.
Gory, brutal...
And there were all sorts of strange martial arts and moves, giving Fang Xing quite an eye-opener.
"Next up is the most thrilling part of tonight's fight contest!"
The master of ceremonies untied his bow tie, appearing very excited, "Let us welcome... 'Iron Hand' and 'Armor King'!"
"Wow!"
Everyone in the venue cheered together, as if two emperors of the stars were about to enter the stage.
"Iron Hand, finally up."
Fang Xing's expression shifted, looking towards the Blood Cage Fighting Arena.
On the west side of the fighting arena, a brawny martial artist was slowly making his entrance.
He was shirtless on the upper body, showing off his toned muscles, especially his right arm, which was astonishingly a mechanical arm full of a sci-fi and steel vibe!
"Mechanical martial artist, this 'Iron Hand' is actually a 'mechanical martial artist'?"
Seeing this, Fang Xing pondered.
Mechanical martial artists represent a small branch of martial artists who feel that flesh and blood are weak; hence, they enjoy replacing their limbs and even their eyeballs, ears, internal organs...
They are essentially all quasi-cyborgs, with obvious advantages in their system, and as long as they have money, they can easily crush ordinary martial artists in the early phase!
Of course, things might not be so easy to say later on, as the more organs they replace, the more they become like robots.
But the Federation can manufacture robots, so why bother with these half-modified types that also come with many weaknesses?
As for 'Armor King,' he should be a superpower user, with the defensive ability 'Steel Skin'!
"Although these two people are only at Rough Jade Realm, their respective enhancements are very powerful; their strength is formidable, and there will be a good show to watch."
Fang Xing put down the glass of juice in his hand, focusing intently on the match.
As if affected by the aura of these two mighty competitors, the noisy Blood Cage Fighting Arena seemed to quiet down.
Many people felt somewhat suffocated, hardly able to breathe.
"The 'shi' of an expert?"
Fang Xing seemed to grasp something, then suddenly heard an explosive sound!
In the middle of the venue, Armor King made the first move!
With an earth-shattering yell, he transformed into a steel giant and charged at Iron Hand!
Gifts
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received Weekly Power Status
-- Power
Ranking 
-- Power
stone