The Destruction of Batana

BIONIC 4

A hologram appeared before me. In the hologram are the numbers of all the people who gave me the vote and the amount of money that was collected based on the number of people who supported me. The numbers are very small. Maybe because I'm new here. That's why they're not sure if I can win the fight.

“Before starting the match, we record every participant who performed above this arena accurately. Code B41245 has won the fight for this amusement five times in a row without using a bionic body equipped with weapons. He is famous in the underground circles with the nickname “Black Hand.”. So, can this beginner challenger beat the Black Hand in this one-on-one match?”

Everyone laughed, I was a little upset. Why would the host compare like that? Is it pure human nature? They like to compare someone when they do not know what is in them.

“To recall the rules of this match, I will read back the rules. There are two prohibited rules that the participants should not do. The first rule is that you are prohibited from attacking the face. Then the second rule, you should not attack opponents who are in a downed condition. Then the third rule, anyone who does not rise in a matter of ten seconds will be declared dead.”

“Next are the things that are allowed during the game. Anyone can destroy an opponent's bionic limb. This does seem unfair because we do not know whose bionic body is the most powerful.” The host shrugged his shoulders.

The audience laughed again.

“But herein lies the excitement in this match. The more you destroy your opponent's bionic limbs the more money you can get. Therefore this is not just any match that all challengers can make. If any of you want to retreat, I will give you time in ten seconds.”

Unfortunately, I will not step back or hesitate in this match. I am getting excited to do this match. The first thing I want to conquer is the audience. I'll make them dumbfounded and no longer able to laugh. The second thing that I want to make me want to take part in this match is to be able to bring out the internal energy that I used three years ago. To begin with I had to feel something called adrenaline. That's why I won't withdraw from the arena of this match.

Ten seconds have passed. The music starts to turn on. Mini drones flying around the arena. Prepare to record everything that will happen on the arena. A bright green floodlight swirled above the arena. It stopped right at us. The audience is getting crowded. Highlighting each of them.

“What a marvel! Let's give a round of applause for the Black Hand and the Beginner Challenger!”

Damnit damnit! I would love to stuff the host's mouth. It could have given me the nickname the Beginner Challenger.

The audience applauded. Increase the room.

“Now, let's start this match! We will give you fifteen minutes in this match. If for example time has ended and no one has managed to knock down an opponent, then we will judge based on who has attacked the opponent the most.”

I nodded steadily. The explanation is very clear.

The referee started to stand between us. I've mounted the horses since. Waiting for the referee's warning. A cold sweat came out of my forehead. Meanwhile, voting numbers continue to change over time. The referee started to raise his hand. The match begins.

The introductory song rumbles. Add tension and excitement in the match. We're spinning around in the arena. Looking for a gap to attack. Once there is a chance, I will attack immediately.

The figure moved quickly. He leaped towards me and as fast as lightning blasted a punch towards my stomach. I managed to fend it off. It's just that he didn't give me time to attack.

The figure slid a sickle kick towards my neck. I turned around and looked down. Avoiding the kick. But he was very agile, the figure was doing the salto and was about to kick my back from the top. I couldn't escape. As a result I fell. I quickly rolled over and got back on my feet.

He is definitely the type of attacker. If I keep going I'll just dissolve into his game. I'll make him late in my game, too. My turn is crashing. I've practiced facing a typical opponent like this. They are very fast. But that is at once their weakness.

The audience cheered more and more. Floodlights and drones swirled around us.

“Wow! What the fuck? It seems they are fighting in balance! Who will win? Who will get the most support? Don't go anywhere and keep watching the match between the Black Hand and the Beginner Challenger!

We fought each other back with punches and kicks. I tried to equalize his movements very quickly. One or two punches I can still handle. But it's hard to find the gap I can get. In the meantime we can only attack each other while I defend more. Five minutes passed and I was hit back a few steps.

I didn't waste my time one bit. Hurry up by focusing my energy towards the feet. If the blow does not work, then I have to move nimbly using my feet. The figure jumped back and lowered my head, however, I quickly turned around and used my legs to kick his neck. But he grabbed my leg and was about to kick me from the bottom. I deflected it and deflected the kick towards the air. But the figure quickly grabbed me by the neck and slammed me on the arena floor. Lothawat! I'm desperate. The figure turned out to be able to do wrestling techniques. He locked my neck using his feet and pulled my right hand with both of his iron hands.

Crunching sounds are heard. He pulled my bionic hand very strongly. I had to quickly get out of this situation before my right hand was made severed by the pull. Internal energy! That's what I need now.

The referee starts counting down. Damnit damnit! This is a very unfortunate situation. I was caught and chased by time. Meanwhile I also had trouble breathing because the figure was pinning my neck with both feet. I can't even concentrate under these circumstances. Inevitably I had to release myself from his lockdown before the last second.

I pushed his leg with my left hand. I even had to make a transparent shield for that leg to easily slip away from me. I quickly turned and tried to kick him. The figure took off my right hand. We took a few steps back. I move my right hand. It still works really well just feels a little loose.

That figure came back to me. I have ten minutes left. I need to finish this game before it's too late. I put up the defensive horses and the figure punched right into my right hand.

I'm trying to form a shield. But too late, the figure had already punched my right hand. The sound of the iron clanking rang sounded grim. My right hand feels loose. It could be bad if it gets destroyed in this match.

The audience cheered more and more. I now rely on my feet to try to continuously focus my energy towards my feet. The figure turned low and was about to punch me in the stomach. I dodged to the side and was about to hit him with my elbow. The figure resisted my attack and was pushed back by a meter.

Here's my chance! I quickly lunged at him and focused my energy on my left hand. The figure was low. I already knew the pattern of his movements, when I attacked he would dodge with a low head and try to attack my stomach. I waited for the last second and waited for him to attack my stomach. Then I quickly jumped into the air and kicked him from the top. The figure looked up and rolled towards the side. My kick misses and hits the floor. He quickly charged at me from the side. I use my left hand as a shield. Again I was late using the transparent shield. He punched my bionic hand.

Damnit damnit! Why is this more difficult than during the simulation. Whereas in the simulation I could easily take out a shield while fortifying myself from a rubber bullet at the speed of a sniper shot. But today I was many times late to take it out even though the attack was just a fist or a kick.

I have to find a point of trouble for my performance today or I'll be in trouble. Was it because of the sound of the audience breaking my concentration? Or because of the drones that are circling me? Wasn't it! Not because of all that. His mistake is on me. I take my opponents too lightly that I cannot exert my thoughts to the fullest. That's why I'm slow and uncontrollable.

I took a deep breath. Five minutes left. We went back around each other. My heart was beating so hard. The atmosphere felt very tense. That's determination. If I manage to expel that internal energy, there is a chance that I can defeat it.

This isn't about WAVE control. Except for me. I had to drain the internal energy using my breathing and heartbeat. It's all related to my body and my brain. I began to feel an energy flowing slowly to the ends of my feet and hands.

The figure returned quickly. I waited for the last seconds until the energy was concentrated in my palms and toes. Perfect! Orange light enveloped my hands and feet. I moved very quickly to avoid an attack from him. He hit the air and looked at me. I quickly punched his stomach. He tried to stop my attack. But that internal force gives off a heat. That's why I used to be able to destroy Ador's robot like melting iron. He can't avoid it. As soon as I touched his hand, a thumping sound rang out. The figure fell and rolled. Hit the wire fence and fall on the floor.