Chapter 1001 Opening

Psychedelic lights filled every inch of the venue, and the voices of 70,000 spectators overlapped, forming a thunderous sound that shook above Lu Xuanyu's head.

In the contestant channel, Lu Xuanyu was wearing a battle robe and waiting silently.

To be honest, what was going to happen next was not very to his liking.

It is said that there are more than just Luisinho Gracie who demanded "no upper limit on the output of prostheses" or "no regulation of prostheses". These martial artists either have no concept of scientific progress or want to be the "last natural warrior to defeat the cyborg warrior" and go down in history.

But Xiangshan does not need such a game. Xiangshan does not need Lu Xuanyu to show how much power the prosthesis can produce. This is not the point. Xiangshan hopes that Lu Xuanyu can show that the human-like prosthesis can achieve completely human-like flexibility.

Therefore, one game of "winning by force" is enough.

In other words, Xiangshan needed a sufficiently violent victory to emphasize once again that "humans cannot beat machines in strength", so that all players can recognize the facts, propose the limits of prosthetic output and prosthetic shape, and then honestly take the path of winning by points or rules.

And Mr. Gracie is the "chicken" carefully selected by Xiangshan.

This is to kill the chicken to scare the monkeys. Therefore, everything has been calculated.

The reason why Luisinho Gracie was chosen as the "chicken" is that he is famous enough. A few decades ago, his family was still very influential in the fighting world. And this young man has his own talent and knows how to package himself. According to Zhenwu1's analysis, this guy's standing skills are no less than his jiu-jitsu. However, he has always consciously used jiu-jitsu to end his opponents in MMA competitions. After gaining the upper hand with striking skills, he will consciously lead the situation to a confrontation of ground skills. With such popularity, he can always easily get invitations to fight with others, and therefore his ranking in the MMA world has risen rapidly. And he got the invitation letter not because of MMA, but because of Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu - he got the invitation letter based on Jiu-Jitsu alone.

Many people think that if he is given a few more years, he will be a champion in the ring again.

On the other hand, he also made a lot of nonsense outside, saying that the cyborg warriors are not worth mentioning, saying that genetic modification will definitely damage the human brain, and that the combination of flesh and machine is not the right way. This is how he manages his reputation.

In this case, isn't it just right?

Xiangshan just needs such a target.

So, he was chosen by Xiangshan.

All his past public competition videos, his training data, and the relevant data of his many past opponents have been extracted.

Xiangshan has already set a set of offensives.

Lu Xuanyu doesn't like to do this very much. Even if that guy's style is disgusting, he doesn't like this kind of... preset script.

At this time, a harmonious white noise suddenly sounded outside. At the same time, all lighting was synchronized to the lower limit. The white noise gradually faded.

Then, a beam of white light illuminated a corner of the venue.

That was where the commentary booth was.

The white-haired legendary commentator Jonathan Lee was beaming with joy. In the late 1920s, he was already a well-known commentator, responsible for the commentary of major fighting events. He would not show up at the matches of low-ranked boxers. But fighting fans who were familiar with him noticed something strange. At this moment, Jonathan Lee looked too happy and restrained, which was obviously different from his wildness in the past.

"Fighting fans from all over the world, I am your old friend Jonathan Lee. I will be the commentator of this unprecedented match. At the same time, the resident commentator for this match with me is a peerless genius who should not have appeared in this commentary seat."

"Some people say that he is the pride of God, and some people say that he has traded the secrets of the world with the devil. He is the Einstein and Darwin living in this era, and a beacon in the history of science-the resident commentator, Yawgmoth Voigt!"

Perhaps because he was too excited, he even used the tongue flicking and broken voice that are usually used to introduce players.

The second beam of white light fell on his left hand. Yawgmoth rested his elbows on the table of the commentary seat, stretched his neck close to the microphone without any manners, and said calmly: "Hello everyone, I am the atheist Yawgmoth."

Perhaps because he didn't like "the pride of God" or "trading with the devil" and so on, he added a few words himself.

Yawgmoth is the most famous person of this era. Everyone compares him to Einstein. But some people have already felt that his position in the history of science may even surpass Einstein. In this era, most athletes will be forgotten. Perhaps some people can be recognized by scholars who study the history of combat sports. And Yawgmoth's name will definitely be praised by all mankind.

And on the right hand side of the commentator is a Japanese Jiu-Jitsu master who is nearly 70 years old.

Of course, none of this matters.

The commentator on the right hand side of Jonathan Lee changes with the project. Generally, they are older martial arts masters, retired legendary athletes, and so on.

After introducing the guest commentator, Jonathan Lee grabbed the microphone and said: "At this moment, we are at a special point in time. We are about to usher in a brand new future. Everything that happens in the future will depend on the lecturer's past. It is unimaginable by humans. Perhaps some science fiction novels and Hollywood movies have described such robot fighting in the past, but now, it is here."

"Everything you see next is definitely not CG."

"Are the human fighters able to win the final round against the machines, or are the cyborgs already at a height beyond the reach of humans? Let's wait and see."

"The first world's best martial arts conference... has officially begun!"

Then, the lights in the commentary box dimmed. Afterwards, thick white fog appeared on the ground. The strong drum beat covers up all the noise. Luisinho Gracie's entrance song is a Latin jazz song that highlights elements of Brazilian folk music and samba. The ground, including the auditorium, has become a projection screen. Luisinho Gracie's past finishing scenes were echoed throughout the stadium.

"Let us welcome today's challenger. A down-and-out nobleman from a once legendary family in the fighting world. The inheritor of orthodox Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu. Height is 1.93 meters, wingspan is 2.04 meters, and weight is 110 Three Kilograms, a terrifying heavyweight jiu-jitsu genius, always insists on finishing his opponent with jiu-jitsu...'The Resurrection of the Young Master' Louis Xinghao...Ge! Thunder!"

The fog created by the dry ice cleared. In the mist, an entire samba troupe surrounded a luxury sports car (with sponsorship fees paid, of course). Luisinho Gracie, wearing a jiu-jitsu gi, stood on the roof of the car, raised his fists in split-finger gloves and swayed to his entrance song.

After the kid entered the hexagonal iron cage, the lights in the venue dimmed again.

Then, the faint blue light dyed the entire venue the same color. Then, a light blue hexagonal pattern appeared on the ground. Various golden lights and shadows appeared in the auditorium. Among the symbols projected by golden light, there are condensations of human evolution, Leonardo da Vinci's famous human body structure diagram, and some symbols of traditional mythology.

Subsequently, countless parallel lines spread on the ground, eventually forming a pattern similar to a circuit board.

These patterns form a road.

The solemn human harmonies, like chants, blend seamlessly with various technological white noises and prompts, echoing repeatedly under the intense melody.

Lu Xuanyu, wearing a hooded robe, lowered his head, stepped on a balance car, and appeared from the other side of the venue.

"Next, let us introduce the first cyborg fighter in history. He is a disciple of the great Eastern martial artist Bruce Lee. He was once crushed by a truck because he saved a child. The role of technological power Next, this hero stood up again. His height, weight and wingspan will be adjusted according to the needs of the game, representing the perfect combination of ancient and modern... "New Jeet Kune Do" Lu... Yu! "

On the hidden high platform, in the hidden space of the oval building, Xiang Shan held a bottle of sugar-free soda and shook his head: "That's the aesthetic... What a bad design, I should have caught it myself if I had known earlier. "

Circuit board patterns, hexagons...are these necessary symbols for "scientific wizardry"?

Behind Xiang Shan, a man in a suit and leather shoes came over, holding a glass of red wine: "Xiang, what do you think the cyborg martial artist under your command will achieve?"

Almost simultaneously, the commentator below also asked Yawgmoth this question.

Xiangshan pointed to Yawgmoth and signaled to listen to him.

And Yawgmoth grabbed the microphone expressionlessly: "Lu can't lose. His opponent can't win. No matter what happens, this is the result."

"Oh? Even after knowing the special rules proposed by Gracie, do you still judge like this?" Jonathan Lee spat. "This competition is based on MMA rules, but there are no additional restrictions on the prosthetic side. . At the same time, Mr. Gracie proposed special additional rules: 'If you fall to the ground with your back for five seconds, you lose' and 'The person in the dominant position wins if both parties fall to the ground at the same time'..."

"This is very beneficial to Gracie, who is famous for jujitsu. Even if you know this, won't you change your judgment?"

Yawgmoth was expressionless: "The only possibility for Mr. Gracie to win may be to adopt the IBJJF jiu-jitsu competition rules and win with points. Submission, submission or incapacitating the opponent are all for him. It's impossible. And if he chooses the MMA rules as the basis for the so-called "closer to actual combat," then he won't win anyway. "

Blue base, mixed with golden light, circuit board pattern, and then the BGM is a high imitation of Kenji Kawai...

After finishing writing, I always feel that this scene is very familiar...