Cyber Daming

Mingyi Bar deep in Fifth Street.

The songs are sung and the dances are danced.

None of the people or things around who were expressing their desires paid attention to the exoskeleton lying on its back at the bar.

The armor is spread out in the shape of a "big" character, and the hollow helmet is stuffed full of wine bottles. The overall shape looks like an avant-garde art sculpture from the Emperor Wu period.

At this moment, the music playing in the bar suddenly became noisy for a moment, as if it was interfered by some kind of electronic signal.

The armored fingers moved slightly, and a faint red light glowed on the vertical eye in the helmet.

A muffled voice came from it.

"Sister, please slow down, why do I smell the stench of the Yellow Beam Buddha Kingdom?"

The sound of the goddess singing and the brass lock door collided with each other, and invisible sparks seemed to explode in the sky above the BRIC Square.

"The sound of breaking the lock, the peak of the eighth sequence?"

In Mu Chi's shocked eyes, a fading wild arrogance suddenly rose up on Li Jun's scarred body.

Anger, greed, ignorance, arrogance.

Although these four reflections of the dark illusion in Li Jun's heart caused him numerous scars, it also seemed to have advanced his process of breaking the lock and advancing to the next level.

"Is this knowing the barrier and then breaking it?!"

Mu Chi's face became extremely ugly, and a weird feeling emerged in his heart.

He felt like the subdued demon in the movies that promoted Buddhist teachings, while Li Jun was the Buddha who finally transformed after suffering.

"I"

The terrifying demon monk of Bailong Temple wanted to curse at this moment, but was cut off by the precepts loaded into the chip inside his skull.

He suddenly felt a little annoyed as to why he was sitting in the last level of illusion.

I thought I could beat the drowned dog, but unexpectedly I bumped into a lion fighting a bear and killed the rising tiger from the mountain.

However, this was not Mu Chi’s choice, because the ‘Huang Liang Host’ he brought could only support him in constructing these five levels of illusion.

If he chooses to sit back and watch, he can only watch Li Jun escape from the Buddhist Kingdom.

If he returned to reality, he didn't think he would be able to duel with a martial artist of the same rank.

The ferocity in Li Jun's eyes became more and more intense, and his ferocious expression was like a demon lord invading the Buddhist kingdom here.

With a single movement of his body, he jumped out like a tiger, leaping across the abyss between him and Mu Chi. His hands were already in action, and his fists were like a tiger's, stepping on the Foshan Mountain.

Boom!

Mu Chi did not dare to think about the complicated thoughts in his heart. He smashed the vajra in his hand, and his already burly figure instantly expanded to seven feet.

The cracked skin revealed the mechanical structure filled with scriptures, and the monk's robe was stretched into pieces and rolled up by the Buddhist thoughts overflowing from the computer, forming a bright red Buddha wheel behind his head.

At the same time, the metal wires on his body that were connected with the pattern of King Kong subduing demons gradually lit up.

The bionic mask split to the left and right, revealing a ferocious face glowing with cold light.

Mu Chi, who instantly transformed into the form of a vajra, picked up the vajra and swept it across his chest, and the wind blew fiercely.

boom!

A fist of flesh and blood collided with the vajra. The flesh and blood on the joints of Li Jun's left hand burst instantly, revealing white bones covered with cracks.

Flesh rotted and bones cracked, the bone-piercing pain was enough to make an ordinary person faint in an instant.

However, Li Jun's face remained as indifferent as ever. He formed a fist with his right hand and thrust his middle finger towards Mu Chi's heart.

This punch was delivered, and the flesh on the fist edge actually rippled like water waves.

If there is substantial strength, it progresses layer by layer from the waist, along the elbow to the wrist, and then gathers on the rugged fist bones.

Martial arts? !

Mu Chi's expression suddenly changed and he hurriedly stepped back.

Wow

The fist grazed Mu Chi's waist, scraping away a large amount of flesh and blood like a sharp knife. Many precision parts were torn out from the mechanical body underneath, and fell to the ground with a clatter.

Until this moment, Li Jun finally used Bajiquan to achieve great perfection and developed special powers.

The Buddha's body was damaged, and the sky in this Buddhist country seemed to become a little darker.

Mu Chi, who had been on the edge of reincarnation and nirvana, finally understood the difference between his Vajra body and Li Jun.

He no longer dared to let Li Jun get close, and almost swung out a mirage with a vajra. Then he managed to distance himself a little, and hurriedly created the fearless seal with his left hand.

"Subhuti, as well as the armed monks, the demon monks, and all the heavenly beings and asuras in the Huangliang Buddha Kingdom, when they heard what the Buddha said, they were all very happy and believed in it and followed it."

An invisible wave enveloping bursts of Buddhist sounds spread out from the brain machine on the top of Mu Chi's head, and surged toward Li Jun like a wave through the amplification of the Buddha wheel behind his head.

The fluctuations reached his body, and Li Jun's skin suddenly felt tingling.

But it was just a sting.

The moment the Buddha's thoughts touched Li Jun's skin, it was like an electric current hitting a layer of insulating protective clothing, and it disappeared in an instant.

As for the chanting sound that came into his ears, Li Jun didn't understand it at all at first.

Just as his subconscious mind was about to continue thinking deeply, it was completely dissipated by the sound of the copper locks shaking in his blood.

This almost immune defense is exactly the effect produced by the Golden Bell Shield and the Qingdi Jue Transformation Technique.

"You think you can save me by hanging a loudspeaker behind your head? There's no point in having a loud voice!"

Li Jun smiled disdainfully, and the muscles of his arms suddenly stretched out. He jumped into the gap between the swings of the vajra, raised his elbow like a spear, and slammed Mu Chi's left hand holding the fearless seal.

Snapped!

Mu Chi had no time to care about the five fingers of his left hand that were twisted into a ball. He hurriedly pulled back the vajra and placed it on the side of his head to block Li Jun's fist.

The fist and pestle collided, ringing like a bell in the monk's ears, and two clusters of sparks came out of his ears.

The chanting stopped abruptly.

With one punch, the sound was cut off, and the bare-chested warrior gained the upper hand without mercy. The Baji Fist moves flowed like a torrential rain on the body, shrouding the monk in it.

In an instant, Mu Chi's body was filled with metal whining, and almost all the mechanical bones in his chest were broken.

If he hadn't tried so hard to protect his head, he might have had his brain machine removed long ago.

The muffled sound continued, and the sky of the Buddhist Kingdom above our heads continued to darken.

At this moment, a fear engraved in his genes swept through Mu Chi's heart.

He felt that the scene before him was extremely familiar, as if he had fought against people like Li Jun in countless Nirvana reincarnations.

And almost every time the result is death.

I'm afraid this time will not be an exception.

Mu Chi was panicked for a moment. Although he had a backup in the Buddhist host in White Horse Temple, he would not really die.

But after attaining Nirvana from the Buddha's kingdom, if the backup changed the name of 'Muchi', would I still be myself?

Is the white horse a horse or not?

On the brink of death, Mu Chi's body finally burst out with rare blood. The vajra in his right hand clattered to the ground, and his five fingers suddenly grabbed the fist.

The wires on the left arm that formed the Vajra Conquering Demons diagram suddenly started to flow with blood, and the brilliance converged along the arm to the wrist.

The wrist tipped over, revealing a hole glowing with cold light, almost standing in front of Li Jun!

"And there are fucking guns?!"

Li Jun's hair stood up all over his body. He barely hesitated for a moment before pressing the muzzle of the gun with the five fingers of his right hand.

Bang!

Amidst the loud noise, the dazzling white light disappeared in an instant.

Li Jun blocked Mu Chi's desperate move at the cost of one palm.

Phew!

A hand knife penetrated the monk's chest with surging ripples of force, tearing apart various bionic or mechanical structures along the way, almost reaching in half of his arm, and grabbing the trembling spine!

Light and shadow suddenly change, day turns into night, gold bricks turn into mud and water, and Buddha's voice turns into human voices.

When Li Jun opened his eyes again, in front of him was a mundane street filled with neon lights and the smell of alcohol.