My cyberpsychosis is a task prompt

Chapter 119 Chapter 119: Integrating combat resources

[Mission target update]

[Defeat Oberstein. (unacommpolished)】

The man in the iron cage was enjoying the cheers with his hands raised high, and his thick neck, which was as thick as a cement block, slowly twisted, revealing a pair of malicious eyes.

"Wow~ Let me see, you look familiar."

He has no hair or eyebrows, a tattoo on the corner of his eye, and two rows of screw braces exposed when he talks.

"Ah, I remember, they mentioned your name to me, so you're not dead yet? That's just in time, an unexpected surprise before the monthly competition..."

Oberstein and John walked around the ring.

The enthusiastic spectators around extended their prosthetic limbs out of the isolation net and frantically controlled the ticket players at the edge of the stands to place their bets.

Gu Zhuan was originally in charge of the casino business.

He copied all the tricks to stimulate consumption into the ring competition, teasing the audience to death. Sometimes blood splattered in the front row would cause a wave of betting.

Boxers can also participate in betting.

John has played in the qualifying rounds and has personal points and qualifications. He can fight all the way to the Borago Club infield and become the legendary boxing champion of the Western District this season. He will receive generous rewards and other rewards.

He prefers street racing and doesn't want to perform for rich people.

If it weren't for Angelica's invitation, he might not even be willing to return to this electrified underground boxing ring.

"Come on, don't be silent."

Oberstein spoke in a low voice, pointing to the cage outside. "You came here for that little sparrow too? Tsk tsk tsk, I like her. It tastes as refreshing as ice cream."

He made obscene gestures.

John's face was expressionless and he was not stimulated by the words - he just took the opportunity of the arena competition to test his own level.

It's been a melee since loading Yggdrasil.

In the rain of bullets, he was actually risking his life, and he didn't have the time or opportunity to get familiar with the new implants, especially the alloy skeleton upper limbs that Euros had inserted into his body.

John raised his hand and took off his gray vest.

Sean Westan shows off his muscles and domineering back.

Iggdrashu is very adaptable, has many interfaces, and is compatible with various advanced implants including Sianwistan.

"You should be able to withstand beatings, right?"

John clenched his fists and stepped on his feet, asking seriously.

Igudra's built-in combat algorithm ran and quickly adjusted his heart rate and physical condition.

"Sang Ma Re Bichi, I will kill you!"

Oberstein spat out saliva.

He rushed forward angrily and punched three times in a row at very fast speed, sweat dripping from his shiny soft alloy finger bones.

John dodged continuously.

The Messiah prosthetic eye originally has a combat mode, which can reduce dynamic delay and capture the attack path.

The intracranial burden must be great, but John has a graphene chip to help him relieve the pressure caused by the prosthetic eye.

"Nimble little monkey..."

Oberstein bared his white teeth and widened his eyes. After getting close, he punched quickly and violently.

call--

John leaned back with his upper limbs to dodge, and his legs and feet failed to keep up.

Oberstein turned his body around and delivered a kick, showing agility that didn't match his body shape.

It was originally a surprise attack, but it was blocked by John.

Yggdrasil has built-in combat algorithms.

This part has been covered by black light and cannot be updated online. However, it can integrate the chips copied by black light and match the best solution according to the on-site situation.

John just followed his intuition.

The body moved backward to avoid the punch, and raised the arms to defend against the attack.

He felt as if he had been hit by a car. He staggered backwards with the pain and retreated directly to the edge of the Octagon.

Just calmed down...

Oberstein charged like a rhino to catch up, his legs jumped into the air and he violently kicked the iron plate out.

boom!
A gap opened in the metal hollow plate.

Electricity surged through the air, and the debris flew to the auditorium, where it was blocked by the railings and the large grid iron frame.

The exclamations and shouts reached their peak again.

The dark underground boxing gym was flashing with blue and white arcs of electricity.

The smoke rises quietly under the lamp strips and gathers on the air outlet, forming a light tornado-shaped landscape.

Oberstein stood up from the missing spot.

The skin was slightly scratched at the break, exposing the anti-electroplating layer and bright red and shiny muscle bundles.

"Aha, you reacted very quickly. You thought you could start the execution phase."

He welcomed the sound with open arms.

"They just like to watch this. You have to be sensible and satisfy both the organizers and the spectators."

What Oberstein wears is specially made for ring competition.

He rushed forward and punched quickly, his body rolled around, he raised his right leg and pretended to kick, and then quickly stepped down and pressed down.

The lower legs with alloy surfaces fell like battle axes.

John raised his elbows to barely block, and his skin immediately turned red when he was cut.

"Nonsense! Your arms are very strong. How much does it cost? I'll pay you double the price to get it back."

"You can't afford it."

"Really, then I have no choice but to kill you and slowly dismantle you..."

Oberstein said, stepping forward.

He turned half a circle like a top, his limbs were about to appear as afterimages, the fluorescent tattoos carved on his abdominal muscles turned into arcs, and he launched a brutal kick!
John felt the gap.

His lower limb strength and reaction speed were too poor to move in time in a narrow space.

Oberstein's flying kick was approaching.

John crossed his arms and pumped his fist.

The right arm and sternum are made of high-grade materials, with explosive strength. The fist roars out in the air, and there is a row of metal spacers at the front of the palm, which collides with the opponent's tibia.

boom.

The sound of skin and flesh interlacing was particularly dull.

Oberstein staggered slightly and gritted his teeth. After his flying kick failed, he was chased and beaten violently by John.

He made space and spat blood, his eyes like those of poisonous snakes.

"Ha, it's damn hard, but it's not a pair. How many times can this little branch on your left resist?"

John's left arm was crushed by the big ghost's power armor. It is now a high-end prosthetic limb on the market that can be connected to pop-up weapons. It is not currently equipped with it.

Oberstein continued to approach, raised his legs and kicked hard, and then slammed his left arm within the probing distance.

John knew after two strokes that he had no advantage in hardness.

He seemed to be passive and could only look for opportunities to get close to him and choke him. Unexpectedly, as soon as he punched the opponent and knocked him over, a leg immediately jumped up from below and hit his chin.

call!
John twisted his body at an unimaginable angle.

Oberstein was also surprised, so he could only turn his attack around, curl up his other leg and kick him in the chest.

"Fake Squid, little monkey, so clever that it bores me."

He seemed a little angry.

John was able to detect this attack entirely because of Iggdrashu's tactical prediction system.

In order to allow John to use the alloy frame, Orosi stuffed more than a dozen high-end muscle bundles of different lengths into his body.

Chips can provide fancy and vicious attack techniques.

Muscle bundles allow the limbs to perform more extreme movements without injuring themselves during ultra-fast reactions and rapid changes of moves.

It was a bit surprising that John was able to escape.

"You're so damn lucky to meet me in the octagonal cage, and I'll kill you with one shot on the street."

John clung to the edge and challenged.

He felt that his body had almost adapted and it was time to find a chance to end the boxing match.

As expected, Oberstein became excited.

He was eager to try, so he rushed to his face and punched him quickly. Left.

right.

Lower hook.

John counted silently in his mind and never made a move. He just relied on memory to recite the sequence of his opponent's moves.

Oberstein's eyelids twitched and he changed the order of his attacks keenly.

John turned sideways and grabbed the opponent's arm, trying to use his arm strength to break the balance.

Oberstein responded quickly.

He was grabbed by the arm, and he immediately stood up and put his foot on John's knee, then kicked him sideways.

John was full of attacks.

He flipped Oberstein over and pressed him against the grid, rubbing the opponent's insulating coating on the sharp grid until a layer of skin on his back was scraped off.

boom.

Oberstein broke free.

John also spat blood on the ground.

His guess was indeed correct.

A corner of the artificial leather on Oberstein's back lifted up, like a tattered cloak hanging down on his body.

Look in through the gap:

There is a plug-in interface on his spine, which contains at least seven or eight fighting chips.

Oberstein is a star-making work of bone.

He has a dexterous body and high-strength bones, coupled with fancy and violent fighting moves, to increase the viewing pleasure of the arena and make gamblers more willing to spend money to place bets.

Eden mentioned this when he was teaching John how to fight.

The movement of the chip is rigid and rigid. If you don't understand it thoroughly, your body will easily follow the program under rapid reaction. Just now, John was able to avoid three fast attacks with his face close to his face because...

He was always on the backboard.

Oberstein has a habit of doing combos, but he's just too fast and fierce, making him a bit of a supermodel for a newcomer in the ring.

Young boxers don’t have John’s Igudrashu.

They had no chance to withstand the most insidious attacks, as well as the oncoming alloy kicks...

If people die too quickly, they will not be able to see the truth.

Oberstein didn't talk trash anymore.

He was stared at a little bit, and he realized that his attack pattern had been figured out by his opponent, so he silently changed the chip sequence, and then launched a fast attack again.

John didn't run.

His lower body strength is no match for his opponent.

Oberstein turned his body and kicked extremely gorgeously. His long and hard legs were swung in the air like heavy cannons, and the afterimage smashed into the young man in front of him.

John waved his fists, his eyes firm.

The heavy rain of attacks left scars on his body, and blood oozed from his swollen forehead and shoulders under the heavy pressure.

He is waiting.

Oberstein suddenly became anxious.

He kept trying to change his moves and attack sequence, but at first he used the techniques he was used to...

John disappeared.

His vision was blocked, and he suddenly bent down and pressed down, then suddenly moved forward to hug the opponent's waist and threw him to the ground.

Oberstein felt his vision flip.

His heart was pounding, and before he could react, his neck and upper limbs were locked tightly.

John forms a naked choke against the floor.

Iggdrasius burst out with terrifying physical strength.

Oberstein's cheeks turned red, and the white light gradually put on a red filter in front of his eyes, and finally turned into a halo, and he was overcome by overwhelming suffocation and dizziness.

He lost strength and collapsed in the ring.

John let go of his arm and was wondering how to kill this bastard with his bare hands...

Oberstein suddenly opened his eyes wide.

When Gudian designed this ring star, he also considered some situations where he would lose control, such as being knocked down in the rookie qualifying match.

Oberstein's life doesn't matter.

But the gang-manipulated gambling game, large amounts of money, and subsequent marketing plans will be affected.

So he left a back door.

Oberstein's chip was burned in a short period of time, and the program built into his spinal cord detected that he had lost consciousness, automatically released a large amount of illegal drugs, and forcibly awakened him...

His eye sockets were sunken and his pupils were horribly red.

Blood surged out from his nostrils and throat, but the person stood up using his legs as a fulcrum.

John ducked subconsciously.

Oberstein rushed out of the ring and was immediately disqualified. The metal grid that was knocked open was embedded in his skin, and arcs and blood were flowing, but he was completely unaware of it. He just turned around straightly.

[Scan: [Abnormal-Prosthetic Overclocking]]

When John read his message, all he saw was gibberish.

"Fake, this shark coin has become a cyberpsychosis."

Makao shouted from the side.

He kept slapping the security guard next to him, signaling for him to shoot to stop him, and then ran as fast as he could toward the depths of the passage.

John's implant was locked.

Macao needs to find the decoding program, or go to the closet and dig out the gun he brought.

[Program disabled/confirmed. 】

[Authorization canceled. 】

It is impossible for this ordinary technology to break through black light.

Pandora's algorithm makes the black light smarter. It acquiesced to its execution authority when undergoing examination. Now the situation is urgent, so the black light directly scans the spinal cord...

All blockades are gone.

The last time John came to box, there was no Sianwistan, so there was no need to deal with it.

Oberstein transformed into a giant beast.

He seemed to feel no pain, baring his teeth and claws, his body twitching strangely from time to time, but his strength and speed increased dramatically, and he used a lot of fighting skills to connect his movements.

Messy and disorderly but extremely lethal.

John turned into a black line and disappeared from the edge of the stage. When he turned over again, he had already locked Oberstein with his hands and feet.

The beast had completely lost consciousness.

His body has been controlled by the implant, his spine is so hot that it feels like it is about to burst out of its shell, and his legs are struggling at a frequency and angle that violates the body structure.

John couldn't control himself and got off the other person.

He had an extra weapon in his hand - the gold-encrusted belt, which turned into a glove after being wrapped around it a few times.

boom!
John attacks with straight punches.

He could see the attack movements clearly anyway, and it was easier to hit the target after Oberstein lost his fighting logic.

boom!
Oberstein's head exploded.

Plasma shot out along his cheeks, and his red prosthetic eyes drooped slightly on the bridge of his nose, looking ferocious and disgusting.

The metal mark in John's hand was stained bright red, and the large area of ​​decoration in the middle was dented to varying degrees.

He didn't stop.

He knocked the beast to the ground and then flew down. The elbow of the alloy frame broke the opponent's knee joint.

Oberstein began to struggle like a bug.

John deceived himself.

He kept punching the body until a pool of blood slowly spread around the stage.

Until it squirted all over the naked girl.

　Thanks to book friend 150526220048423 for the reward

　　
　
(End of this chapter)