"Excuse me, but using humans as Pico's reserve food and letting him eat them after he is defeated is a bit too absurd." "——Even for me, it would be a bit difficult to arrange such a brutal match." "..." Looking at the old man with cold sweat dripping down his forehead, Gong Yang Zhen smiled. Pretend, you continue to pretend. "...Having said that, you are actually very excited. You can enjoy the most intense fighting if you open your mouth. Can you still hold back? Don't you want to see what sparks will be produced when modern fighting skills collide with the power of the original people?" “——Oops, I’ve been seen through!?” His little secret was exposed in an instant, and Tokugawa Mitsunari laughed out loud, and for a moment he lost his composure. Indeed, I am old and don't have many years left to live. Now that I am left in this world with my old body, my greatest wish is to enjoy the things I love before I die. Going to Sanzu River will make my life worthwhile. And this young warrior whose martial arts attainments are particularly fierce, the Sea King, whose sharp edge even Hanma Yujiro would temporarily avoid, and the strongest warrior of the ancient times who can move mountains and defeat the crystallization of modern human technology with his bare hands...
If I cannot allow this battle to be grandly opened in the underground arena and staged in front of me, my money, power, the boiling oil in my cyber body, my good morals, my beautiful character and even my soul will be destroyed! The laughter stopped, and Tokugawa Mitsunari did not resume his meticulous sitting posture. Instead, he casually crossed one leg and supported himself with his hands. His tone also became relaxed. "Then I'll be frank, Mr. Gong Yang, I can help arrange this matter... No, it's better to say that you must let me arrange it for you! But there is one thing I'm curious about!" "Please say." "——If you lose the battle, you will get food for Pico. This is your bet, but what if you win? To be honest, I personally think you have a good chance of winning, and the bet is for both parties. How will you deal with Pico? Will you kill him? If so, this matter may be very troublesome to implement..." This was probably a subtle reminder, because after all, he didn't know Gong Yang Zhen's background well and didn't know what kind of person he was. Tokugawa Mitsunari could only ask him indirectly not to act too harshly. Of course, if he lost, Tokugawa Mitsunari would also do his best to protect his safety. This was a two-way care. And what was Gong Yang Zhen’s answer? "..." To be honest, Gong Yangzhen had never thought about this question. After all, although there are risks, the rewards are also considerable - the Fighting Spirit Arena will definitely enter the next reward stage, which is enough. Pico? What else could he want from him? That huge cucumber? I can't just let others bite me back if they want to bite me. but-- I recalled the big guy who broke out of the door that day in the US military base and protected me for some unknown reason, and the subtle sense of closeness that I detected from the other person with my keen sense. After a slight silence, Gong Yang Zhen also smiled. "...I understand. That's it, then." "'Winner takes all' - if I win this battle, give that guy to me." Win, then dominate - Pico, your days of being a picky eater are over.
Chapter 23: Pico's Sleep Located in the Bunkyo district of neon Tokyo, the Tokyo Dome is a magnificent venue with tens of thousands of seats. Its roof is made of an elastic film, which can form an "egg-top" shape by controlling the pressure difference between the inside and outside, hence the name. Professional baseball, basketball, American football, neon wrestling, mixed martial arts, concerts... too many wonderful events are held here, making it the highest stage that all talents in the cultural and sports fields aspire to. And who would have known that in such a world-famous place, there are unknown secrets within the space dozens of meters underground? At this moment, the underground arena on the sixth floor of Tokyo Dome was as bustling as ever. In this place, only those who love fighting and are trusted by the Tokugawa zaibatsu are qualified to enter, a group of qualified bloodthirsty spectators in the audience seats are already impatient. They heard that among the two parties that were going to fight this time, there was one whose name was now known to almost everyone in the world. He was the primitive warrior who had been sleeping since the Cretaceous period and had mistakenly entered the modern society - Pico! Although the other person is unknown, it is said that he is also a top-notch strong man, and even defeated the "Magic Fist" Rei Haiwang who once shined here! Rei Kaiou:? In short, the fight between dragons and tigers is nothing more than this! If this is the case, don’t hide it anymore, and quickly present it to us for appreciation! In this lively atmosphere, there are three people who seem out of place... One was an old man wearing a dark green kimono, tabi and wooden clogs, the other was a middle-aged Aryan man in a dark green military uniform and a beret, and in front of them, sweating profusely, was a Frankenstein who looked like Einstein. Needless to say, they are the head of the Tokugawa zaibatsu, Tokugawa Mitsunari, American Army Colonel Stredam, and Nobel Prize winner in Chemistry Dr. Alberto Bey. At this moment, the world-renowned scientist looked as if he was missing a brain stem when facing the two figures, one tall and one short, in front of him. Did I hear wrong, bro? What are these two people talking about? They want to use living people as bait to feed Pico? Because it was so absurd, Albertobe even thought it was just a prank. He was stunned for a moment and said, "...This is a joke, right?" In response to his doubtful words, Tokugawa Mitsunari and Stredam in front of him looked at each other in silence, then looked into Dr. Albertobe's eyes again, and simultaneously laughed out bright and cheerful laughter. "whee." "That's a great idea, isn't it." Instead of being ashamed, they were proud of it. The hearty laughter of the two saints who took human lives lightly made Albertobe realize once again the diversity of human beings. whee? I'm fucking screwed. Albertobe also opened the public chat box on the spot and transformed himself into a great pianist. "What are you messing with? What are you messing with? Wake up, both of you. That's a life, a person, okay? Is this something you can use to have fun? Don't be so reckless, okay!" "——But this is really curious. The natural power that God gave to Pico 200 million years ago, and the fighting skills and martial arts that have been developed to the peak in modern times, don't you want to see what the result will be when they collide?" "I don't want to! The result is obvious, it will definitely end with modern humans being eaten instantly. Anyway, let's stop this senseless battle--" "Oh, Dr. Bei, you're annoying, could you shut up?"
"...?" why is it like this! I am hailed as the greatest genius in human history, with an IQ of over 165, but these two guys considered my advice “annoying”? This is totally unreasonable. Are all the people in this circle like this? "Come to think of it, Pico is sleeping. His sleeping position is amazing." He was still having a brain storm here, while the two people in front of him had already turned their gaze back to the arena. In the center of the arena, Pico was lying on his back in a big letter shape and was snoring soundly. Even from dozens of meters away, his snoring could be faintly heard coming from his nose. This is actually a very strange thing. Deep in the dangerous natural world, wild animals generally sleep in a posture that hides their bodies and restrains their breath as much as possible. This instinct will be retained even after being domesticated as pets. If the owner cannot make them feel the maximum sense of security, they will not adopt the sleeping posture with their belly exposed, as if they are lying on their backs. But look at Pico, with his limbs spread out with a carefree look, completely unprepared for any possible danger in the environment. To make an analogy, he is just like a baby lying in his mother's arms, enjoying the best sleep. Even if there is a lot of noise in the venue, it does not affect him at all! What does this mean? "——This shows that Pico is the 'king'! Such a domineering sleeping posture can only be done by a king at the top of the food chain!" "And you have to know that the place where he lived in the past was not like the present prairie where it is easy to survive... It was the Cretaceous period when many heroes fought for power!" "The scale of nature at that time was vastly different from that of today, and in that environment, there were no natural enemies at all, and they could act so capriciously. Can't you see how outrageous Pico is? So..." I wanted to give this powerful old man some advice with the same old talk, but for some reason Dr. Albertobe's voice had gradually died down without me noticing. And where his slightly trembling pupils looked, it was as if the sand on the ground was electrified and stimulated, and Pico, who was originally snoring, suddenly opened his eyes! And then, as if he had realized something, his whole body shook, and then he exerted strength from his waist and back, and the whole person seemed to fly up in the air. The next moment, he was standing firmly on the ground, looking in a certain direction with his bright eyes. In this underground arena, there are four entrances for players: Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermillion Bird, and Black Tortoise. The dark passage that he was staring at at this moment as if suppressing his excitement and joy was actually the "Vermillion Bird" passage. This situation made Dr. Albertobe, who had originally tried to persuade Tokugawa Mitsunari and the others again, speechless for a while, and finally chose to shut up. "..." Is it really possible for modern humans to make Pico so excited and on high alert? Then what can humans, who in my impression are unarmed and cannot even beat a zebra, do? Feeling a little disillusioned with the world view, Dr. Albertobe swallowed slowly - in short, just wait and see what happens. .......................................... Pico was indeed excited, but not because he was wary of the powerful strength of the uninvited guest as Dr. Albertobe had guessed...or rather, that was not entirely the case. The more important factor was that his sense of smell, which was more acute than that of a dog, was able to smell the scent that invigorated him. ——That familiar smell coming from an old friend. "Bang bang bang!—"
"Roar!!!--" When he came to his senses, he was already beating his chest with his arms and roaring loudly! The sound that almost broke the eardrums of everyone present proved one fact - although he had not taken in any nutrition for many days, Pico was still in excellent condition! The (primitive) human body, isn’t it amazing? The figure that walked out of the contestant channel was obviously much smaller in stature and did not cause much noise, but at this moment it attracted more attention than this towering Titan... The Shura-like aura that seemed to have condensed into substance was like a level 10 beauty filter, distorting the surrounding space! And this is the dark and pure murderous aura emanating from the man who has killed hundreds of people - there is no need to have the intention to kill, as long as the will to fight is burning, it is as if one can see the resentful souls flying in the sky! This boy could no longer be called one of the same kind... He was some other "thing", a murderer? A murderer? A demon from hell! At the species level, it would make people's life instincts constantly warn, and make people want to run away from him! The truth that could be seen at a glance did not scare the people present... On the contrary, they watched the figure slowly walking towards Pico from afar, feeling the instinctive warning that his life would be in danger in the next moment, and they were almost ready to give up! "This is definitely the real deal, right? A murderer? A serial killer? Or a tough soldier who just came down from a battlefield?" "He is no longer satisfied with slaughtering his own kind. Is he going to reach out to the original humans?" "Quack! I want to see it! I want to see this!" "..." "You're still so energetic, you little fellow." Ignoring the hustle and bustle in the stadium, Gong Yangzhen, shirtless and wearing only a pair of sports shorts, slowly walked towards Pico. The closer he got, the more ferocious the smile on his face became... When he got closer, the devil-like smile on his face was so extreme that even Gana would exclaim it was too extreme. "——Anyway, I'm here to keep my appointment. Children who don't eat well will be beaten, Pico." The words were plain and simple, just like the casual chat between brothers, but could Pi feel the burning emotions that were hidden inside? ...Yes, you can. He was startled for a moment, and then his handsome face turned like a devil, and Pico growled again! This time it was not as deafening as before - the sound was condensed and not dispersed, which just matched the state of its owner. He lowered his body slightly, ready to sprint out like a cheetah at any time! He had already sensed that the fellow in front of him had a completely different feeling from the previous two encounters! And that feeling told him that it was time to compete! Yes, this was a higher level feeling that was enough to suppress his appetite and make him temporarily forget about his empty stomach that seemed to be about to cry out at any time. Not for food, just to knock this fellow down and make him submit! No referee is needed, no start is needed, this is how the fight in nature should be! At a moment when no one could react, Pico's muscles suddenly expanded, and he pounced on the ram like lightning! Chapter 24: First Breakthrough Anyone who has some knowledge of modern fighting techniques or even ancient martial arts would be shocked to see Pico's posture ready to strike.
It's not the crouching starting posture in a sprint race, nor is it the forward pushing posture in a sumo match... Although it is a sinking and leaning forward posture, it is completely different from the starting movements of any martial arts or sports in human history! The center of gravity is lowered, and the upper body is bent deeper. Compared with the posture of humans, it is more like the posture of large cats such as lions and tigers when hunting. This posture is obviously a posture that has no other choice but to move forward. It cannot jump back or dodge sideways. Once it attacks, it will move forward without hesitation! But in front of him, Gong Yang Zhen was in a "three-body stance", as quiet as a virgin, looking like he was ready to take the impact that was heavier than that of a heavy armored vehicle! Is this right? You know, even a Tyrannosaurus Rex can't withstand Pico's brute force and will be killed by the collision... Gong Yangzhen didn't even have any intention of avoiding him. Has he lost his mind? It's not clear, but somewhere, Retsukai Ou was lying on the bed watching the live broadcast of a private channel on TV with an excited expression. “——That’s how you should fight! That’s how you should fight!” Ah Zhen, I envy you! I am jealous of you!