An apprentice holds the end of a metal rod and rotates his body in a circle, lifting it high and opening his legs to lower his center of gravity.

Hiroshi Matsushima sighed, then stepped forward, tiptoe lightly on the guy's stride.

The kid released a stick hand to adjust his center to balance in the onslaught of attacks. Matsushima Hiroshi just happened to follow his force to destroy the balance of this posture.

The apprentice fell to the ground, and the metal rod flew far away.

"Luo Bai, I can understand your own feelings of using a trick after you comprehend it. As a martial artist, this is a natural thing. But there's too much back and forth – and don't you feel that this stance is flawed? ”

The apprentice picked up his training weapon and kept his head down and didn't dare to speak.

"And in the end, the weapon was taken off, and the points were seriously deducted." Hiroshi Matsushima continued.

The apprentice's head was lower.

"If that's the case again, then next month's game, you'll have to find your own way. We don't have that many free places for you. After Matsushima Hiroshi spoke, he realized that he had spoken a little heavily, and patted the young man on the shoulder again: "However, if you can get rid of this stinky problem in the next training, you can get a chance to make your debut next season." ”

The young man was a little more perennial.

The Games are one of the few large-scale events on the land. Various official and private events. The Paralympic Games are even one of the few major events that have been handed down from ancient times.

For asylum seekers, this mechanism can be described as a near-cost-free external power experimental project, and it can also quickly locate talents worthy of absorption among the people. In addition, its existence can also slightly meet the spiritual needs of a small number of people at the bottom. Occasionally, patrons feel that such a major sporting event is contrary to the spirit of the Dyson principle, but no one really wants to stop it for a long time.

If you really want to say it, the reason why the Paralink Athletic Club is popular in the entire human world is also because of the promotion of the pioneers, including Wu Zu.

Without the opinion of the higher-ups, they chose to maintain the status quo.

And these big and small events are also exquisite. The supreme pursuit of a martial artist is to get an invitation to the Paralympics. The invitation to this medium and large event is calculated by a scoring system based on the weight of the martial artist's past record and topicality, and then the result is obtained. [The Dyson principle prohibits the emergence of organizations, so these kinds of job functions are automatically completed by the system.] 】

To put it simply, you have to play well and be famous.

The normal promotion path of a martial artist is nothing more than to make a name for himself in a small local competition held by a private person or a patron master, until he is recognized by the network system, and then invited to a larger event.

And for the martial arts gym, having a disciple enter the Paralympics, or other large-scale events, is the highest honor - and the guarantee of income.

For the people at the bottom, the sports meeting is one of the few transparent channels for rising, and those who want to sign up are actually much larger than the capacity of the competition.

The organizers of those small local competitions also have some tacit understanding with the martial arts hall. They will arrange the talented students recommended by the martial arts hall to the shows with higher exposure and more points.

Of course, there is never a shortage of guys who sign up on their own. This kind of stunned youth can often become a stepping stone in some team events, or be abused by athletes who are significantly higher than their own level in the "hot atmosphere" mat plug.

Killing is certainly forbidden at sporting events. However, it is not difficult to imagine what will happen to athletes who have damaged their prosthetic bodies or biological brains but have not cultivated themselves.

"Retail investors" don't have much future. A person who comes to a circle to gamble his life is either stunned or has no other way.

The recommendation of the martial arts gym is very important for an athlete.

After getting Matsushima Hiroshi's approval, the young warrior left uneasy.

Hiroshi Matsushima, on the other hand, sighed.

Another stubble.

Another of his apprentices went to the sports day.

Hiroshi Matsushima is also not a sentimental person. This kind of thing doesn't usually cause him to think. After he stopped playing decades ago, he has been teaching martial arts in the martial arts hall, and has sent away batch after batch of apprentices.

Some of these apprentices have made great achievements, some have been injured and destitute; Some were recruited to join the asylum, and some went to the rivers and lakes. Of course, in terms of quantity, there are quite a few gangsters.

He's used to it.

This apprentice is a little different because of some of his little habits, much like Jardel more than seventy years ago.

And Matsushima Hiroshi only sent Jadel out of the city two days ago, so it is inevitable that there will be some associations.

"That idiot doesn't know if he ...... escape," he thought, "I hope I can get out." ”

According to his understanding, if the idiot hadn't escaped, there was a ninety-nine percent chance that he would have died.

Although the biological brain is not as direct as a computer, it still has the means to dig up information from it. Jadel knew about him. When judging that there is no hope of escape, Jadel will definitely destroy his biological brain to keep this secret for Matsushima Hiroshi.

There is also a 1 percent chance that Jadel will be captured before he has time to commit suicide.

Matsushima Hiroshi felt that it would be more appropriate for that fool to be happy to blow the wind in the Arctic for a few more years.

As for themselves......

Scold.

Hiroshi Matsushima put his hands behind his back. He couldn't help but look at himself again. "What am I doing here?" This thought arose in his mind dimly.

Although many things have been shared from his "friends", the only non-human creature Matsushima Hiroshi has actually seen is moss, a not-so-cute gadget that grows in dark, damp places.

Hiroshi Matsushima felt that he was quite like moss. He was in a dark place, just staying in the ordinary, nothing extraordinary, just living here.

He did get involved in a little bit of the adventure, but it was mostly the friend's doing. He's just "lending" his body and parts of his brain. The truly great thing was done by that friend. More often than not, he just watched, or played a little bit when he could play with his bravery.

His martial arts may also want to moss...... No, maybe it's the rust attached to the prosthesis. This rust can hinder the movement of the joints and reduce the efficiency of the prosthesis. However, it seems that only these rusts can prove the history of a prosthetic.

To cultivate superior internal strength, you must also return the Dan enzyme assistance. Returning Dan enzymes will inevitably lead to the degradation of existing skills.

He didn't dare to bet that he would be able to cultivate the external skills to the same state for the second time.

"yes, I'm looking forward and backward like this, that's it." Hiroshi Matsushima returned to his room with his hands behind his back and meditated cross-legged to collect his thoughts. Then, he swapped out part of his prosthetic body, removed his training gear, and only then walked over to the knot.

"Hiroshi Matsushima" may be the life of this person. His mission is to stay here, quietly passing on the fire of "martial arts".

As for "fighting the sword rivers and lakes", it is just a momentary thought. That "friend" was so strong that he didn't leave a trace - and he seemed to get what he wanted. If the Order doesn't have other important items, he will also reduce the frequency of his activities.

If you think about it this way, at least in a few years, you will return to a life of pure martial arts.

Nothing bad.

Hiroshi Matsushima thought so and walked on his way home.

The road was as crowded as ever.

There are also a number of shops in the Wuguan district that provide food to people with low renovation rates, and there are people along the road selling spare parts that are suspicious, either taken from waste or from the wrong source. However, compared to the free parts that the government has released in limited quantities, it is indeed a large amount and can cope with unexpected needs.

"Take a look, take a look! Don't miss it! ”

The dwarf peddler closest to Hiroshi Matsushima looked like a dwarf with no growth. He was wrapped in an earthy yellow textile and had an alloy plate hanging from his chest, hanging from his neck with a scrap wire.

Matsushima Hiroshi felt that the hawker's voice was a little familiar, but he didn't think much of it. In this day and age, there are too many people using voice packs, and there are so many timbres that meet the "good" standard, especially in the free field. There are so many people who sound like it.

The peddler came over and said with a smile: "Master, the wind is refreshing...... Come and see my parts here! ”

Matsushima Hiroshi looked at Xiao Fan, but his arm trembled.

The peddler took two exaggerated steps back, and then screamed, "Eh, don't be angry if you don't buy it!" Hit someone, what is this? ”

If Matsushima Hiroshi still had eyelids, he would definitely jump a few times.

This peddler is simply a fully prosthetic warrior. Although the hands and feet have changed, it looks a lot shorter...... But if you just look at the head, neck and shoulders......

- This guy, didn't go out of town?

Matsushima Hiroshi thought that this knight who assassinated the deputy head of the Knights would escape from Matsutaka Castle first anyway. After all, after the assassination time, the city's supervision suddenly increased.

How daring is this guy?

Having said that, didn't you say that you would have a long way to go?

The reason why this knight suddenly retreated just now was because Matsushima Hiroshi instinctively put on a minimal mecha steel fist starting pose. He had to retreat, otherwise, he would expose himself to the attack of the old boxer.

But in order not to arouse suspicion, he immediately covered up the past with a gag.

Matsushima Hiroshi put away his fist, suppressed his anger, and said, "I'm sorry, I scared you." As a gift, I'll buy you a product. It's okay not to be too expensive. ”