Chapter 012: Unexpected Receipt, Bringing Skills into Reality
Zhang Hao felt like a kite with a broken string, flying forward.
With a thud.
Zhang Hao fell on his back, with a breath of hot air rising up his throat. In a trance, he felt a black shadow approaching him.
He subconsciously put his hands in front of his chest. The next second, his chest seemed to be hit by a huge rock. His whole body flew backwards and smashed the wooden door into pieces.
The players on the street just heard a loud noise, and then saw a figure "flying" out of the pub, sliding along the ground, and landing in the middle of the street.
The street suddenly became lively, and many players came to watch this free show.
Zhang Hao was seriously injured this time and felt that his internal organs were shifting.
If someone could see Zhang Hao in real life, they would also see that beads of sweat had already appeared on his forehead.
The mechanism of this game is that if a player receives fatal damage in the game and is judged to be a threat to his life, the system will automatically disconnect him.
That means Zhang Hao lost the duel!
Jiro Saigo kicked the broken door frame away and slowly walked towards Zhang Hao who was lying on the ground.
“Go to hell!”
Jiro Saigo raised his right leg high up to his head, and with a full-force split kick, he kicked towards Zhang Hao's chest.
Players on the street are already starting to get excited.
This kind of scene, which you may never see in your life in reality, now seems to be there in person.
“Wow~Wow~”
Everyone shouted rhythmically, as if they had already seen the "wonderful" end of Zhang Hao after being hit.
Zhang Hao looked at the shadows of legs coming towards him like the wind and made a decision instantly.
His body rolled to the right, and he was kicked on the back by Saigo Jiro with all his strength, and he immediately spat out a mouthful of blood!
Without stopping, his hands directly hugged Saigo Jiro's other standing leg and hugged him into his arms!
Before Saigo Jiro could react, he lost his balance and fell to the ground.
Zhang Hao didn't care about the severe pain in his back. He leaned over, sat astride Saigo Jiro's thighs, locked his calves tightly with both hands, and leaned back to bend them!
Jiro Saigo felt excruciating pain in his calf and thought his kneecap would be crushed in the next second. He supported his upper body with his left hand and smashed Zhang Hao's back with his right fist like raindrops!
For a moment, the two people were in a stalemate, both relying on their tenacious will to hold on.
In reality, both of them's heart rates began to rise rapidly, and their faces turned purple.
At this time, Zhang Hao's artificial heart began to automatically adjust the pumping rhythm. This small detail determined the outcome of the game!
In the game, Saigo Jiro suddenly turned into a point of light and disappeared on the spot.
It turned out that the sensor on the VR uniform detected that Jiro Saigo's heart rate was far beyond the normal value, and in order to ensure the safety of the player, the connection was automatically cut off.
"Tsk! I thought it could be more exciting, but this is it?" The players on the street were obviously disappointed with the result of this tug-of-war and scattered.
Zhang Hao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up and walked into the pub.
Yamamoto Ichiro had just seen Zhang Hao's victory, and when he saw Zhang Hao walking towards him, he laughed instead of getting angry. "Haha, do you think you can threaten me just because you won the game? If you win by chance in the game, you'll be dead in no time!"
After saying this, he turned into a point of light and disappeared.
Zhang Hao had already expected that Ichiro Yamamoto would not keep his promise and let him enter the game, which must be for some purpose.
Considering what he just said, there is a high probability that something will happen to him soon.
No matter what your purpose is, I will take over! Zhang Hao clenched his fists and said silently in his heart.
Then, Zhang Hao opened the game panel and prepared to disconnect, but he caught a glimpse of two more lines of small words on the skill bar.
"First-level red belt in judo" and "intermediate level in catching fist"
Zhang Hao was not surprised by the enemy-catching fist. He was from the Chinese Armed Police and the enemy-catching fist was a basic course for him.
It was just that this "intermediate" made Zhang Hao a little embarrassed. Usually the chief instructor asked him to train well, and Zhang Hao always agreed, but every time he took the opportunity to be lazy.
Fortunately, he won in the end, otherwise it would have been really embarrassing . Zhang Hao felt depressed when he thought about how he was kicked into the street by Saigo Jiro.
It seems that I have to find an opportunity to practice with the chief instructor later, Zhang Hao thought.
As for the first level red belt in judo, Zhang Hao felt a little confused. Could it be that this game still loses skills?
Zhang Hao swept his waist and leaned back, and found that the judo techniques in his mind gradually became clearer, and soon it was as if he had practiced them himself.
"It's good to have many skills! Learning is a gain, not bad!"
Zhang Hao confirmed that he was offline, turned into a spot of light, and disappeared.
Lu Jiajia's apartment.
Zhang Hao took off his helmet and stretched. The game was quite strenuous, not to mention he had to go through a life-and-death struggle in it.
My eyes fell on the black notebook on the coffee table. I only glanced at it briefly at the time, maybe I could find some clues on it.
Zhang Hao took the notebook, opened the first page and started reading.
"2035.4.1, Sunday, female, 18 years old, left kidney removed... Surgeon Ichiro Yamamoto..."
"2035.4.16, Monday, male, 27 years old, part removed... Surgeon Ichiro Yamamoto..."
It turns out that the notebook records all the operations that Ichiro Yamamoto participated in. There are several pages filled with records, which shows how many crimes Ichiro Yamamoto has committed!
Um?
He read the charges against Ichiro Yamamoto one by one and found that he could read fluently without any obstacles.
What is going on? !
Can the skills in the game be brought into reality?!
Zhang Hao became excited, his mind racing with thoughts, back throw, back takedown, waist spin...all kinds of judo moves emerged in his mind one by one, as if he had been practicing them for decades.
If I meet Saigo Jiro again now, with my strengthened body, I am sure I can knock him out directly!
Zhang Hao picked up the phone and called Xiao Yuanjie. He wanted to confirm whether he was the only one who had this change.
Beep...beep...
"Hello, who is this?" Xiao Yuanjie was taking a nap on the other end of the phone, and his tone was a little impatient when his sweet dream was disturbed.
"I'm Zhang Hao, I want to ask you something."
Xiao Yuanjie sat up suddenly and said, "Oh my god, where's your phone? It always says it's turned off when I call you. What's going on?"
Hearing Xiao Yuanjie's slightly blaming tone, Zhang Hao felt warm in his heart.
"It's okay. My phone was stolen when I got off the plane, so I just applied for a new card." Zhang Hao didn't want to tell Xiao Yuanjie what had happened.
"Bah! These Japanese people still to boast about their high national quality. So, how is it, are you comfortable over there?"
He was worried about Zhang Hao just now, but his true nature was exposed all of a sudden.
"Uh...it's adults' business, kids, don't ask about it. I'm calling you to ask you something."
"What's the matter? Could it be... You've asked the right person about this kind of thing. He knows a thing or two about pushing a cart and sitting in a lotus position, hehehe."
He felt that Xiao Yuanjie's voice on the phone was becoming more and more obscene.
