Chapter 381: Each Shows His Special Power
What does this mean? Three people watching a show, and only one stupid monk with a stick comes on stage to fight 1v6?
You should know that fighting in a ring does not restrict any weapons, and is not even restricted by terrain. The ring is not a real ring, but a verbal form. After the game starts, both sides must play to their strengths, or find cover, or launch a riot-style attack, or fight guerrilla warfare, throw grenades, or even use single-person rocket launchers. There is no problem for both sides to fight.
The more professional people are, the more they cherish their lives. At the same time, they are also very strong. It is impossible for them to be knocked out like cannon fodder. In today's world of hot weapons, the life and death arena between two teams pays more attention to the team's configuration and fire suppression. For example, the sniper in the back row kills the most threatening person, and the submachine guns and machine guns in the front row fire.
The configuration of this black market team is two shield bearers, a machine gunner, two submachine gunners and a sniper. Firearms are legalized in the United States, so Chinese people rely more on firearms, and their power is indeed greater.
This combination can easily wipe out a team, worthy of being the A-level mercenary commando team in the black market.
The rest of the people, including Jingshu, were placed on the cargo ship. Bullets have no eyes, and soon this dock will be the battlefield for the contestants. They can go in the water and fight on the shore. Mercenaries can even use any despicable moves. This is a life-and-death battle in the ring.
This is destined to be an earth-shattering battle!
However, only one of the four opponents stood up. The black market side felt it was a naked provocation. They knew that the other side must have some secret weapon, either a grenade or a heavy weapon, so when the referee shouted "get ready to start", their hands were already on the wrench, just waiting for the order and then instantly spraying the opponents into a sieve.
The setting of the ring match is still a bit unreasonable. After all, in a real battlefield, no one calls the start, and there is no referee to announce the winner. The person who survives in the end is the winner of the battlefield.
The monk took a deep breath, his chest rising and falling more and more. The moment the referee shouted "start", the internal energy of the monk's dantian was released, and millions of energies burst out from his mouth. A long roar was like thunder that spread several miles away, making the enemy's liver and gallbladder tremble with fear and horror.
Not to mention the six people who were very close to him. Their hair was blown up and their ears started bleeding on the spot. Even Jingshu and her group in the cargo ship subconsciously covered their ears and felt dizzy.
"One of the Shaolin Temple's secret and rare skills is the Buddhist Lion's Roar." Tank said.
After the roar, before the few people could come to their senses, the monk stepped forward and swung his iron stick, killing each of them with one blow. The whole fight took no more than thirty seconds, and the monk hurried back to eat his white rice.
The atmosphere at the scene was too strange and quiet, and everyone was frightened by this move, especially those in the underground black market. It was like bad news for them.
The snake demon was a little disdainful and muttered quietly: "This is only A-level strength in China. What a fuss!"
This was the first time Jingshu realized the true strength of China's A-level division. It turned out that they were so powerful?
George had a very ugly look on his face. He arranged a team of mercenaries trained by aristocrats. These mercenaries had better physical fitness and were selected from private bodyguards. He made a temporary decision to let everyone wear earplugs and cover their ears, specifically to prepare for the monk's lion roar. He also gave a death order that no matter what they encountered, they should just shoot.
But what was unexpected was that this game was even faster.
It started drizzling in the sky at some point, but no one noticed or paid attention. After the referee said start, these people remained motionless in their original positions. They were still the hardworking monks who beat everyone to death with sticks without any effort. Naturally, there was nothing wrong with these people. They were George's confidants. Besides, they would not joke with their own lives. So the problem was with the people on the opposite side.
The underground black market lost two A-level mercenary teams in a row. George's face was terribly dark. The rules of the game were simple and he could use any despicable means. He could not compete with the boss who held all the power on the opposite side.
The snake demon patted George, who looked unhappy, and said, "Let's go to another arena."
This time, China sent the elite among the elites. The two teams were not on the same level at all. Jingshu and her group occupied another arena, and another team from Sacramento City came to challenge them. Although the battle was not as exaggerated as the 1v6 battle between monks, the tank was holding a large shield in the front, and the snake-element mutated small Thai snake was attacking in secret, not to mention that as long as the opponent showed his face, he would be knocked down by Lingling's gun.
It was a crushing game, with Jingshu and Xiaohei basically having nothing to do, and neither of them even played. Lingling's sniper rifle fully demonstrated the meaning of death if you show your head, and the snake spirit interpreted the significance of group attack venom, and wiped out the entire opposing team with just one operation.
The opponent's flanking and finishing shot was actually quite good, but unfortunately he could not escape Lingling who had night vision goggles. Her sniper rifle skills had reached a certain level. She could shoot by listening to the sound and using the night vision goggles, which was really reckless.
George wiped the sweat off his face. Fortunately, he managed to defend the ring, otherwise they really wouldn't be able to leave tonight.
Tank seemed to have realized it now. "So, we're going to guard one ring, and Old Sheep is going to guard another. We each represent our own faction, so it won't be one-sided. In the end, there's only one faction left. Is that what you mean?"
The snake demon applauded. "It's not easy, you finally figured it out. But there must be something else going on. We can weaken each other. That way, we can kill the mercenaries over there openly, and they can deal with our mercenaries openly, reducing some obstacles in the future."
Isn't it a fight between each other? In the end, all the top mercenaries of the two forces were killed. Without the mercenaries, the nobles... hehehe, what's the difference between them and fat sheep?
Everything went smoothly as planned. Yang Yang wiped out all the mercenaries in the underground black market effortlessly, while Jing Shu wiped out all the mercenaries on the opposite side. The small dock was littered with corpses and blood.
The arrogant Tank spat, "We've won three battles in total. Otherwise, we'll challenge the arena over there. We've seen their tactics clearly."
In the end, George stopped him: "Dear warriors, enough is enough. It is enough to have the right to speak in the ring. If we lose, we will lose all the right to speak." George finally did not dare to take the risk, and the two sides finally finalized the result of the game.
Jingshu and her group were invited to rest on the cruise ship. "Damn it! I have to arrange for other people to get on board. They always have too many things to take, and there is no time left."
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