Legend of the Cyber Heroes
Chapter 287 - 287 67 Retreat

287: Chapter 67: Retreat 287: Chapter 67: Retreat Yuki only felt a painful stabbing in both ears.

The sudden sound wave had damaged his eardrums.

He didn’t even hear the noise, just felt the pain.

“What happened?” Yuki asked.

Because he couldn’t hear for the time being, his voice was louder than before.

[Keep your voice down.] Yuan Wenren had no choice but to connect to Yuki’s chip: [You can’t hear your own voice right now, so you will unconsciously raise your voice.

Don’t speak.]

With difficulty, Yuki typed in his mind: [What happened…]

Yuan Wenren didn’t speak, but gestured for him to look at the field.

Several dents had appeared on the originally flat training field.

Yuki staggered back in astonishment, and then felt something was off.

He turned around again.

There were also traces behind him.

On the wall directly behind Yuki, there was a dent.

This wall was not just an ordinary metal panel but a steel plate with buffering material.

This design was to prevent ricochet injuries and to some extent recycle the bullets used in training, saving resources.

However, now, a steel plate was severely deformed.

And the ground arced slightly, indicating that parts beneath the surface were also affected.

Yuki was shocked: “This…”

He hadn’t noticed at all that that fellow had circled to his back.

Borshu threw the gun in his hand and shouted, “Who’s next?”

The martial masters from the martial arts schools all took a step back.

Unlike Yuki, who saw nothing and was simply suffering from eardrum punctured by a fierce wave, they saw the complete process.

At first, Robert raised his hand to shoot, forcing Borshu to dodge in a predetermined direction—he wanted to create a classic “force” to put Borshu into a blind spot, restricting his movement.

But Borshu had preempted Robert’s plan.

He forcefully pushed off the ground with his right leg and tail, rapidly accelerating forward to the left.

This speed far exceeded Robert’s expectations.

He didn’t accelerate in a straight line on wheels but kicked off the ground across the wheels.

The wheels of both legs rotated in different directions, aiding in the change of direction.

Robert wanted to fire continuously, attempting to create a “seal.”

But Borshu was too fast.

Robert’s “seal” was only halfway done when Borshu swayed left and right and broke through the blockade.

He wasn’t just fast.

If it were just “fast,” that would be nothing more than sending himself under the muzzle.

If Borshu had simply changed speed, he would have been grazed by bullets no matter what.

According to the rules set by Robert beforehand, that would be considered a defeat for Borshu.

Robert’s “seal” could deal with martial artists good at charging straight ahead.

Borshu was not only fast, but his anticipation was also incredibly precise.

He had full control of the rhythm of Robert’s shooting, with his few but opportune changes of direction neatly circling around the bullet blockade.

They could even see how the bullets missed their mark.

Robert fired four shots in total, each one evaded by Borshu.

In a blink of an eye, he was within one meter of Robert.

Borshu slapped the firearm out of Robert’s hand, then lifted Robert’s arm.

Before Robert could react, Borshu pressed the muzzle close and fired nine shots in a row.

Each shot hit its mark.

Even if the bullets had reduced powder charges, at such close range, Robert still solidly took nine bullets.

He fell to the ground dizzy and disoriented, barely able to stand.

And the surrounding martial masters from the martial arts schools, when faced with his questioning, couldn’t help but take half a step back.

——No…

Only Yuan Wenren immediately realized.

——This guy was just establishing his dominance…

As long as the rules were right, the arena could come infinitely close to a certain kind of actual combat.

For example, if it’s established that “if the sword edge cuts the sword ridge, then it is considered that the one cut loses their weapon, and if sword edges cross, then it is seen as both sides losing their weapons,” and so on, then arena fighters could use two plastic rods to simulate a Sonicon Blade duel.

Just with a little algorithm tweaking, infrared guns can simulate real firearms battles as well.

Yet Borshu specifically chose training bullets with some degree of damage and declared it “the bottom line.”

He likely intended to create the impression of “addicted to violence”…

or to display this essence.

This man from Green Forest is very strong…

probably more than Fiend Earth Tier.

He might even be at the level of Tiger List Heavenly Gang.

Just one opportunity away from surpassing a major threshold, a first-class expert.

This guy likely also had deep modifications to his brain.

The Brain-Machine Barrier of Cybermen originally includes a barrier formed by metal-based protein precipitation within certain brain tissues, including the blood-brain barrier, enveloping the entire brain.

The astrocytes that make up the “framework” of the brain are involved in the formation of the blood-brain barrier—these cells fill the space between neuron cell bodies and their processes, serving to support and separate the neurons.

Brain enhancement of a Benchmark Man includes the fortification of astrocytes.

And modern composite Restoring operations, to allow for the full growth of neural cells, also restore astrocytes along with them.

Therefore, the growth of the astrocytes for an Internal Strength Master is quite limited.

In order to cope with this situation, there have been specialized modification surgeries developed, which use artificial glial substances to replace astrocytes or inject special genetic fragments into glial cells to strengthen the entire brain, ensuring it can withstand higher G-forces.

Before this, Yuan Wenren had only heard of masters at this level.

It was only recently that she had seen such modifications on Bai Man’s body.

“Old Senior” didn’t seem to have such modifications.

He couldn’t withstand the acceleration of Bai Man and thus suffered a concussion during the breakout.

It is said that among the champions of the undifferentiated events at the Paralympics, monsters of this level occasionally emerge, so martial masters of martial arts schools are also aware of it.

This is the reason they retreated.

But this Green Forest individual certainly hadn’t surpassed a major threshold.

Yuan Wenren’s eyes turned toward the tires, which were emitting white smoke.

She noticed that the area around these tires was releasing heat at an abnormal rate.

As if there were an exhaust port hidden inside.

—He surely doesn’t have a Reactor, so he can’t support a magnetism rotation system.

That last movement would definitely have heated the tires…

but this is way too hot.

No, the hot air is flowing outward…

As if there were a cluster of tiny exhaust ports hidden there.

—His tail and knee joints must surely be made of artificial muscle fiber.

Only this material could provide such a terrifying burst of power.

But the drawback of this material is it is prone to heating and damage…

Those few actions should have also drained his capacitors.

—Moreover, he must have set the bearings to idle before the duel began, otherwise the temperature wouldn’t be so high.

And the fact he vented the vaporized coolant from here also somewhat cooled the overheated bearings.

—But given his stature, that maneuver would have used a significant amount of propellant and coolant.

And then there was the use of the Vector Injector to assist in changing direction…

Yuan Wenren realized that if these martial artists of the martial arts schools were really willing to keep challenging this Green Forest Martial Artist without interruption, then this Green Forest individual might be forced to resort to Internal Strength or other “outside the rules of the duel” techniques.

After all, these Dojo Masters, Great Instructors, and chief instructors were capable of competing in the Paralympics.

Their external strength in specific fields was certainly strong.

But this Green Forest individual had spent a large amount of propellant and coolant to assert dominance for this very reason.

He was betting that these martial arts school martial masters had little knowledge of mechanical engineering, thereby creating an impression that he was “not only strong but also savage”.

These martial artists rarely engage in real fight-to-the-death battles, at most bullying the lackeys of the Green Forest.

Faced with a powerful opponent who might kill at any moment, their chosen strategy naturally tended toward a more conservative approach.

This would give him a greater advantage in battle.

Yuan Wenren pulled Yuki and slowly retreated.

She had indeed seen through the secrets of this Heavenly Gang Green Forest individual.

But this didn’t mean she could speak out about it.

The reason this Heavenly Gang Green Forest individual was using this psychological tactic was that he genuinely needed these local martial artists to help him collect some legend of the Eighth Martial God.

Thus, he genuinely needed to overcome these opponents, who had become extremely strong in their specific fields, according to the arena rules.

If Yuan Wenren were to expose this…

One could not predict what this Green Forest individual would do.

Yuan Wenren definitely couldn’t beat this Heavenly Gang Green Forest individual.

She couldn’t beat him not just now.

Even if she acquired a Prosthetic Body, she would only dare to attempt sniping from beyond visual range, and if she missed her shot, she’d immediately flee.

She wouldn’t dare contest this opponent for the “golden hundred-meter distance.”

If she really did that, she would surely die.

This is what Yuan Wenren’s martial arts experience told her.

Yuan Wenren could only leave immediately while this Green Forest individual was still dealing with the martial masters of the martial arts schools.

No sooner had the two Famed Heroes shown the intention to “retreat” than Borshu immediately turned his gaze to them.

But at that moment, a tall Martial Artist stepped forward and shouted, “Come on, let me, Heilong Hafobo, take you on!”

“Tatar-style Super Sumo?

Are you serious?” Borshu looked somewhat disdainful, “How did such a relic of old martial studies ever sneak into your martial arts schools’ systems?

It’s stuff that those in Jianghu don’t even bother with…”

“Stop talking, meet your end!” The enormous martial artist, three meters tall and weighing ten tons, swung his hand, which was as large as the bucket of an excavator.

And Borshu simply dodged to the side nonchalantly.

The difference in neural reflex speeds between him and these people was too great.

Meanwhile, someone from the Firearms Martial Pavilion came out and took Yuan Wenren and Yuki away through the back door.

“Thank you,” said Yuan Wenren, nodding at the person from the martial pavilion, and immediately pulled Yuki to quickly walk onto the city’s main street.

Yuan Wenren didn’t even dare go back to her own base.

Old Senior was still in seclusion there.

She couldn’t just lead a Heavenly Gang Green Forest individual there.

Yuki whispered, “Sister, what do we do now?”

“Well, the original plan was to take you out to learn something, and it seems you’ve learned something…” Yuan Wenren said with a wry smile, “Learning anti-tracking…”