I give the world destruction and rebirth

"Ladies and gentlemen! Night City and all the viewers who are watching our show! The new season of Death Fight Competition officially opens tonight!"

"A brand new competition system! Brand new points system rules! Challengers from all over the world, as well as debtors who are desperate to fight, gather here and sacrifice their lives just to become the final winner!"

“Thanks to the generosity of muscle builders and the enthusiastic cooperation of the Federal Lottery Center, our prizes this season are up to 15 million federal dollars!”

"Old rules, before officially launching the bloody arena, we would like to thank the sponsors from all over the world. They are - Jianlibao Group, which only makes guns that ordinary people can afford! Don't restrict gender so tightly, same-sex people are also very sexy. The Big Bird Bar! The United Fruit Group comes from the ultimate coffee industry in the charming paradise island of South America!"

The host named seventeen or eight companies in one go. Amid bursts of boos from the audience, boxing champion Ogda slowly walked onto the ring carrying a gold belt shaped like tank tracks, amidst flashing lights in the sky.

Ogda's hair was combed into finger-thick dreadlocks, and the ends of his hair were dyed silver-white. With his black face, he looked like a standing lion!

"Roar!" the boxing champion roared into the microphone: "This season, I will kill every opponent! No one will survive! Blood! Broken bones! Brains flowing across! And, death!"

Boxing champion Ogeda's declaration ignited the entire venue, and the audience chanted along enthusiastically. Blackgrande laughed with satisfaction, and the ratings were rapidly expanding like his assets!

God knows how much effort Zog put into making Ogda remember that line. His beast-like brother puts more compounds into his body every day than he drinks water. Sometimes Blackgrande feels that Ogda Da's brain may have degenerated.

When was the last time he heard his brother speak a complete, calm word? A year ago, or two years ago?

Hegrande rubbed the gold ring on his finger. He felt that he had a clear conscience. He gave Ogda everything he wanted. He was simply a saint of the Ocanda family, better than his father who never appeared. I don’t know how many times.

He watched Ogda being taken backstage by seven or eight security personnel wearing heavy protective equipment. He smiled and ordered: "Give him a few injections of sedatives. It's not time for him to go on stage yet. His heart can't bear the load."

Blackgrande has begun to miss Rodriguez. When the black-hearted doctor was there, no matter what model of prosthesis, as long as you paid enough, it could be delivered in a month at most.

After that madman Tangji killed Rodriguez, the entire prosthetic market in Night City was in turmoil. Hegrandet found that it was difficult to buy cheap and useful second-hand goods.

"I heard that you showed up again? Could it be me?" Hegrandet's eyes swept across the huge surveillance wall. Behind him, more than a dozen professionals were monitoring the entire fitness square through various technical means. Anyone with a GIT mark will be marked individually.

Blackgrande is confident. He is not a small player like Rodriguez. He single-handedly started the death fighting competition and successfully brought the fitness industry of the Bull Bear Gang into the national market. He needs people and money. If Tang Ji has money, why should he fight with him?

That madman was just killing a small character like Rodriguez to scare people. Thinking of this, Blackgrande suddenly felt that this was a good gimmick.

The audience is tired of watching Ogeda beating office workers to death in the boxing ring. Maybe next season recruiting some young gangsters from the streets who look like bad guys to die will stimulate the audience's passion even more?

Tang Ji used a telescope in his rented room to observe the distant arena, where tens of thousands of people were coming in and out. He could hear the shouts inside from a street away.

The TV behind him was also broadcasting the scene in real time. After Ogda was dragged away, the host introduced seven or eight challengers from all over the world, but the audience did not buy it.

Ever since prosthetics began to become practical, traditional human fighting skills have been in crisis. A fighter who has carefully trained his body for twenty years may not necessarily have the upper hand when facing ordinary people equipped with metal prostheses.

Tang Ji has one himself, and he knows how strong this metal arm is compared to the flesh. According to the factory instructions, the RHZ-III enhanced prosthesis can provide a grip strength of 270KG, and the single-arm deadlift limit is about 390kg.

Of course, the above data is entirely the data of the prosthetic limb itself. Most prosthetic limb implanters are limited by the fragility of the joint part and cannot fully exert the effect of the prosthetic limb.

And those with severe prosthetic implants have long regarded the limits of human beings as if they were nothing, such as the woman next to Faisal.

Tang Ji looked around at his prosthetic leg. Ever since he walked through the gate of hell in a daze that morning, there was something wrong with this prosthetic leg.

It has been more than a month now, and Tangji has never found the charging hole and has never charged it, but it runs without any abnormalities, no jamming, and no delay.

Tang Ji moved his fingers, gradually accelerating, and his fingers even appeared as phantoms in the air. This was another anomaly, it was too flexible.

The RHZ-III reinforced prosthesis is not a high-end product. The only thing worthy of praise is the material. It uses a composite metal skin, built-in micro-lattice bones, and is filled with carbon nanotubes to act as muscle fibers. It also uses the third layer of LS road. Third generation artificial nervous system.

It is still essentially an industrial product produced on an assembly line, and is incomparable with those high-quality products produced in laboratories.

But now Tang Ji is sure that this thing has some unexplainable accident just like him.

He had never heard of a prosthetic arm that could react in the same speed and flexibility as a real limb. If he could play the piano, he could try out how different it was from the original arm.

Tang Ji casually dismantled the prelude, and used a gun cloth dipped in gun oil to clean the gun chamber and bullet chamber bit by bit. While waiting patiently for the Saint to appear, he guessed where the current energy of the prosthetic arm came from.

"Now, let's welcome today's challenger, the young priest from Ohio!" The saint's face appeared on the big screen behind the host, with a rather personalized facial tattoo and the saint's blue eyes. For a moment, Gained a lot of female fans.

"He voluntarily stepped into the ring for 250,000 federal coins to face the terrifying boxing champion! This is a disparity challenge of 80 kilograms to 150 kilograms!" the host shouted emotionally. : "But no matter what the outcome, this priest will leave a church to his hometown parish! What kind of faith is this? What kind of pious preaching is this? You will watch this Mass mixed with blood and death up close! "