Chapter Seventy-Eight: You Have Divine Skills, I Have Science!
In the midst of all the disturbances, the tenth challenger, Dior, a mercenary hunter from Black Africa, finally appeared.
Compared with the light-skinned and tall black man of the United States like Richardson, the black African figure of Dior is not very attractive, with dark skin and shiny oil, and a lean physique that looks short at first glance, but the well-proportioned and uncumbersome muscles are full of explosiveness. If Richardson is a tiger, then Dior is a cheetah.
Unlike the attire of most fighters, Dior actually wore a green military uniform that could not show the characteristics of nationality, wearing a beret and an armed belt and stepping on cowhide boots.
I have to say that Dior's dress is still more eye-catching, although there are many retired soldiers boxing in the underground boxing market, but they rarely wear military uniforms directly on stage, which can't help but give others an illusion that this mercenary Dior does not seem to be a professional boxer, it is purely a gimmick for tonight's game.
Lin Jian saw that another opponent came to the stage, and he no longer had to fight with Qin Hunt, he stood in the ring in a relaxed mood, glanced at the hard-soled cowhide boots on Dior's feet, and saw that he had ten steel rings on his hands like a tiger, so he sarcastically said to Manager He: "Hey, Lao He, are you cornered?" Throw off this little trick...... Why don't you just give this ghost soldier a shot? ”
Manager He covered the bruises on his face, sneered, and personally rang the bell for the start of the game.
"Come on, come on, let grandpa and I'll see what you're capable of? I haven't really seen much of military combat. Lin Jian took a few steps forward, unguarded.
Dio was silent, just bowed down slightly, his hands were propped up in front of his chest, his steps swayed quickly, not in a hurry to attack, keeping the distance between the two sides, and the two black eyes kept turning, as if he was observing Lin Jian's flaws.
Dior is not a fighter.
Dior is actually a killer.
As a retired French Foreign Legion soldier, Dior, accustomed to the smell of gunfire and blood, has been traveling on battlefields around the world as a mercenary, occasionally making cameo appearances as a more profitable killer, and he can't even remember the human life on his hands.
Today, when Dio came here, he received a lot of money from Manggo, as a "bumper" just in case, according to the original script, if Lin Jianda did not die in the ring, or simply escaped and abandoned the game, Dior would execute him.
However, Dio didn't expect that Lin Jian would be so brave that he forced Brother Mang to order Dio to execute Lin Jian directly in the ring.
Of course, if it was a real fist fight, Dio would probably be at the bottom of the twelve challengers, but Dio never intended to fight like a warrior - he was a killer.
"The lower game is unstable, the upper game is not alive, and you still come to participate in black market boxing at your level, do you want to die?" Lin Jian is also an expert, and a few boxers from retired special forces have also fought a few, and after watching Dior's pace and rhythm for a while, he can see the depth, and he can't help but feel a little excited.
"Okay, hurry up and make a settlement...... Lin Jian waited left and right, and when he didn't see Dior make a move, he was also annoyed, and he planned to send the other party away with three punches and two kicks, but unexpectedly, an accident happened.
"Boom!"
I don't know if it tripped, a few spotlights on the zenith dimmed all of a sudden, although there are still some emergency fluorescent lights in the basement, so that you can't reach out and lose your fingers, but the ring area suddenly became dim, and from the audience, you can almost only see the vague outlines of Lin Jian and Dior.
The venue suddenly made a commotion as if it had exploded, and Lin Jian couldn't help but be stunned, but Dior seized this opportunity as if he was an unpredictable prophet, like a black panther with teeth and claws, fiercely pounced on his prey Lin Jian,
"Jingle", but saw Dio kick Lin Jian's lower abdomen, and a broken blade fell from the tip of his boot!
"Yo roar, there is a blade hidden in the shoe, and this kind of indiscriminate trick has been spread to foreign countries? It's really a good thing not to go out, but a bad thing to spread thousands of miles. Lin Jian grinned and touched the part that had been cut by the blade, and it was unscathed except for a faint red mark.
Although Dio couldn't understand what Lin Jian was saying, seeing the sarcasm on Lin Jian's face, the black face couldn't help but turn red, but as a well-trained and calm killer, such an accident was not enough to make him back down.
Before coming to Huaxia, Dior also learned from some kung fu films that circulated overseas, that Huaxia has hard qigong, light power, internal strength and other unscientific existence, it is said that in ancient times, there were masters who could shoot a gas dragon with one palm (eighteen palms of the dragon), and ten fingers could shoot a laser (six-vein sword), Lin Jian's defensive power is more than body armor, which should be the legendary "Golden Bell-shaped Psionic Protective Film (Golden Bell Jar)" or "Steel Wire Cloth Bulletproof Skin (Iron Cloth Shirt)".
Although he complained a little bitterly, he actually met the legendary martial arts master, but the first thing Dior thought of was not to retreat, but to turn back to Brother Mang and ask for more money.
Dior remembered that in a novel called "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", a flaw in a similar exercise was recorded in the navel (Guo Jing killed the bronze corpse Chen Xuanfeng), so he stomped on the other leg again, popped out the hidden machine blade in the boot, and poked it towards Lin Jian's navel.
"Clank!"
To Dior's disappointment, this attempt also failed, and Lin Jian took two blows, although it didn't hurt or itch, but it was a bit of a fire to be beaten as a stake, and his body twisted, and a sharp air roundhouse kick swept towards Dior's neck, which had the posture of kicking his head away.
Due to the aging of his physical functions, Lin Jian's leg speed is no longer comparable to his peak, and Dior's reaction is also extremely fast, and he narrowly dodged the fatal blow with an iron plate bridge posture, and rolled to the ground and flashed far away.
Dio was still not discouraged, he had been lying in the mosquito-infested tropical swamp for more than 20 hours, just waiting for the moment when the heavily protected sniper target would reveal its flaws, compared to the Chinese man in front of him, who was not very tricky.
As long as the method is right, even if it is a body of steel, it can be cut off for you!
Under the cover of the dim light, Dio put his hands together and put his fingers together, and then there was a faint sound in the air, which was quickly drowned out by the noisy shouts of the audience.
Dio has made a killer move.
The ring worn by Dior's ten fingers was not meant to be used as a finger tiger. In fact, among the ten modified rings, five of them hid piano strings, and the other five were inlaid with magnets and trap buckles, and his hands were so put together that five almost transparent lines of death had quietly appeared on his fingertips.
Most of the modern piano wires are made of special steel, with excellent toughness, even the cheapest varieties can withstand more than 90 kilograms of tension, whether it is strangulation or hanging, there is no pressure, a little polishing, you can easily cut off the bones of the human body, if it is an industrial metal wire, it can also be used to cut and process metal.
The piano strings used by Dior are all specially customized varieties, and he has personally experimented that as long as the force is controlled and the line is not broken, the iron rod can be sawed like a saw.
"Yo yo yo, the racial talent of black people is different, and when they dodge in a dim place, they are like optical camouflage......" Lin Jian unscrupulously put a racist mouth cannon, the eagle opened his arms like a chicken, and pounced on it with a cruel smile, in his opinion, the blade hidden in the sole of the shoe was wasted, and Dior was already exhausted in donkey skills,
Dior opened his thick lips, revealing two rows of white teeth, smiled like a toothpaste advertising model, shook his hands like whips, and then Lin Jian felt that something was tripped under his feet, and his body lost his balance and fell forward suddenly.
As soon as Lin Jian fell like this, his body just pressed against the piano line in mid-air, and as soon as Dior retracted his hand, Lin Jian's neck, chest, lower abdomen, thighs and calves rushed out five blood lines at the same time!
Although it only injured the epidermis, skin and capillaries, this was the first time that the challengers successfully broke the defense in the state of Lin Jian's steel and iron bones!
Dior frowned slightly, although his five piano wires are not cutting-edge technology at the level of nanotechnology, but they are not ordinary, they are the murderous weapons that he spent 500,000 US dollars customized by the cold steel company, he once tied such a one on the path of the target in an assassination attempt, and waited for the rabbit, but the target who crashed into it did not react until his head hit the ground.
If Lin Jian was a normal flesh and blood body, he didn't need Dior's force at all just now, as long as he cut it by the inertia of his weight, Lin Jian would already be a pile of broken corpses.
Lin Jian's current posture is a little weird, his body leans forward 150 degrees, only his feet are slightly on the ground, and the whole person is suspended in mid-air, that is, the light in the ring is dim and he can't see clearly, otherwise the audience will see it, and they can change it to David magic for a black market boxing match.
Dior's thinking was also very fast, he didn't bother with the secrets of Lin Jian's body, he directly flipped over the top of Lin Jian's head with a single step, and after a few strokes of his hand movements, Lin Jian's body was tightly tied up by five looming piano wires!
Dio followed another butt pier, pressed heavily on Lin Jian's waist, restrained Lin Jian's waist and abdomen, and pressed his hands crossover on Lin Jian's shoulder blades.
As the piano line was quickly tightened and tightened, Lin Jian had five more strangulation marks on his body, and Dior was like a silent sawyman, his hands twitched back and forth rhythmically, under the continuous friction and cutting of the piano line, Lin Jian's steel-like strong flesh could not bear it, and the dripping blood broke out of his body, and a feeling of discomfort that was not obvious, but numb, and fiery also drilled into Lin Jian's brain for a while.
In terms of strength alone, Lin Jian is not very strong, and even regresses a lot from his peak, the reason why his previous fists and feet seem so sharp is actually relying on the magic power of steel and iron bones, after all, with the same strength, hitting people with wooden sticks and hitting people with iron rods has definitely different effects.
However, whether it is an iron rod or a wooden stick, it must first hit people before it can exert its power. And now, Lin Jian, who is tightly bound by the piano line, in addition to being able to delay the arrival of death, his steel and iron bones are unable to play at all, and he has even fallen into a situation where he is not struggling but waiting for death, and struggling is looking for death.
Lin Jian, who had a smooth journey, felt the threat of death for the first time when he had steel and iron bones!
Dior sniffed the smell of blood in the air with satisfaction, couldn't help but speak a broken Cantonese, learned the lines in a certain martial arts Hong Kong film, and whispered in Lin Jian's ear with a smile: "You have magic skills, I have science!" ”
"Help!" Lin Jian twisted his head, just as he saw Qin Zhan's pair of demonic eyes in the shadows on the side of the stage, he endured the suffocation feeling of his trachea being oppressed, and shouted with a stiff neck: "Doctor Qin! Save me! I'm willing to have surgery! ”