Chapter 47: Why is your head so pointy?
In the next 32-to-16 match, Weiniya still relied on Stanweistin to crush opponents; even if the opponents also equipped Stanweistin, they were no match for her.
Such actions seemed to further confirm the rumor that Weiniya couldn't fight, but no matter what they said, it had no effect on the two of them.
The upcoming matches will adopt a different format: a 16-to-8 points-based elimination tournament, and the previously eliminated players will return after competing in the resurrection matches; one could say the competition has now truly entered its most exciting stage.
At the same time, Zhang Jie was also holding a holographic tablet, analyzing Weil's performance in his recent matches.
This consecutive champion boxer once again beat a person to death on stage, and this time his overall configuration could be said to be far ahead.
Seeing that his extreme punch reached nearly three tons of force made Zhang Jie frown, while his normal punch force had already reached nearly two tons.
"Where did he get such a powerful prosthetic?"
Zhang Jie then looked at the most advanced prosthetic currently on the market; in the most extreme test it could only produce a punch force of 2.23 tons, while its normal punch force was only 1.35 tons, and its price was as high as twelve million.
This data refreshed Zhang Jie's understanding, and the Stanweistin equipped on the opponent was also high-end, rendering Weiniya's advantage completely nullified.
However, aside from this, Weilong Technology hadn't done anything noteworthy in the past few days; instead, Hong Wen Ge was pulled back from the brink of rationality and actually came running to find them.
He seemed dissatisfied, came over again to get in their faces and mock them, then appeared ready to use the trash talk he'd practiced for several days to counter Weiniya.
As a result...
The result was that Weiniya's two sentences broke his defenses, leaving him with only the words "My mom loves me!" before he burst into tears and ran away.
"Just like a child."
Regarding this, Weiniya commented as follows.
Moreover, there was good news: Weiniya successfully mastered using form to control Qi, and the impact force of the fist aura she unleashed reached over nine hundred kilograms, close to a ton, which is two-thirds of her current prosthetic's maximum punch force.
Weiniya was very pleased; she planned to keep this move as a trump card.
And you were feeling quite depressed; if it weren't for the fact that Weiniya's internal Qi was still at the 'stream' stage, you would have thought all those years of martial arts training were wasted.
Besides that, the upcoming points matches would be relatively easy; Zhang Jie had expected to meet Weil directly in this 16-to-8 round, but he got a bye.
In the points matches, aside from the nail-biting showdown between the spokespeople of the two major tech companies, the rest of the opponents Weiniya faced were nothing but a bunch of weaklings.
She certainly didn't know how suppressive her Cyber Golden Immortal form could be; after all, those who can use Stanweistin are already a minority, let alone activating it every five minutes...
"But...."
When Weil was mentioned, Zhang Jie's feelings inevitably became complicated.
At first, his intention was to set a big goal for this little one, so she could learn how to protect herself properly; if circumstances allowed, he would then let her use martial arts to take revenge on his behalf; after all this ended, Zhang Jie would go travel beyond the walls and then pursue the pinnacle of martial arts, martial divine abilities.
But now, many things are no longer the same.
After spending so much time together, as the finals approach, he now feels a bit reluctant to let this little one get hurt, and even more so doesn't want her to die on the fighting stage.
Furthermore, he no longer thought of forcing Weiniya to use martial arts to fight; it would be better if she could kill Weil head-on on the stage, but if she couldn't, it wouldn't matter.
At worst, he could wait until Weil completely retires and then kill him.
Zhang Jie was lost in thought, while on the other side, Weiniya, resting reclined on a lounge chair, keenly sensed his mood.
"Teacher, are you worried?"
"Could it be because of that matter?"
Weiniya thought and thought, and the corner of her mouth gradually curled up a slight arc.
"Don't worry, teacher; I'll definitely make you satisfied when the time comes!"
Seeing Weiniya's face showing both contemplation and goofy laughter, then shaking her head and swaying her body, Zhang Jie couldn't help feeling amused.
This little one has become sly and crafty now, and I don't know what nasty scheme she's hatching.
Thus, each harboring their own thoughts, Weiniya also succeeded in advancing in the 16-to-8 match.
The subsequent 8-to-4 match also ended quickly, and Weiniya successfully advanced as well.
Weil advanced as expected, and among the remaining two major companies, only the spokesperson of Chentian Intelligent Control remained, once again proving the value of Stanweistin.
In the finals, three of the four participants used Stanweistin, while the other used a Biological Fury operating system.
This big guy is purely a brawler, relying solely on prosthetic strength and physique to reach the semifinals; he's actually the first to do so.
Yet when this big guy unexpectedly faced Weiniya, she initially thought his appearance indicated an honest person, not expecting him to also be a foul-mouthed shotgun.
He opened with: "Watch me blow you up," "If you're weak, just train more," "Relying on prosthetics, an amateur."
So Weiniya replied: "Why is your head so pointy?"
After hearing that, the big guy came back with "Then I'll ask you," then launched into a left-brain right-brain exchange, and after spouting a bunch of "Then I'll ask you" nonsense, he completely broke down.
After the pre-match trash-talk session ended, Weiniya launched an attack on the big guy using the tactical strategy Zhang Jie had told her, and subsequently the big guy exposed his weakness amidst repeated cries of "Why is your head so pointy?"
In the ensuing mixed physical and magical attacks from Weiniya, he painfully endured three full rounds, and finally was knocked out cold by a single punch from Weiniya to his vagus nerve, dropping straight to sleep where he stood.
On the other side, Weil also predictably defeated the spokesperson of Chentian Intelligent Control; this result was already highly satisfactory for Chentian Intelligent Control.
So next, they must face the ultimate goal of Zhang Jie and Weiniya's journey: Weil, who has killed the most people on the fighting arena and is the consecutive champion of the Golden Fist Tournament.
In the prosthetic surgery room, Zhang Jie was repairing Weiniya's right-hand prosthetic; during today's battle against the big guy with the pointy head, Weiniya unfortunately got hit in the right arm, nearly having her prosthetic destroyed by a single blow.
After the match ended, Zhang Jie stared for a while, then decided to replace Weiniya's right-hand prosthetic with a new one, this time disregarding aesthetics and directly fitting her right hand with a power-type muscular prosthetic.
Weiniya lay on the prosthetic operating table, her right hand extended toward Zhang Jie, while her left hand idly scrolled her phone, giggling foolishly.
"It's installed; let's test the coordination."
Weiniya put down her phone, glanced at her thick right arm, and pouted.
"Not pretty..."
"I don't like this."
"Alright, alright; I'll take it off after the fight."
Zhang Jie went through the motions perfunctorily, while Weiniya wriggled like a maggot, grumbling as she slid off the operating table.
After gathering her strength, Weiniya let out a "heh" and unleashed a fist aura.
The punch-force tester rolled for a moment, and a number appeared on it.
End of Chapter
