Fishing the Myriad Heavens Chapter 127

Chapter 127: The Ripper and The Demon Slayer!
This city on Planet Jet Blue was the heart of the entire Zhendan Empire. The benefits of having such advanced technology were enormous and glaringly evident. For instance, the average lifespan of everyone on this planet was around 200 years! This was already far higher than the Zhendan Empire citizens on other planets!
The main reason for this was that the physical constitution of the people living here was much stronger compared to the people from other planets. Since the planet was a hundred times bigger than Earth, its pull of gravity was also greater by a few times! Thus, every living creature on Planet Jet Blue had to have a powerful body.
If regular people from Earth were to come to this planet, they would probably be instantly squashed to death by the gravity!
In addition to their long life, the empire was also in a state of peace and there was no possibility of a war taking place.
Thus, life quickly became a boring affair for the numerous citizens. Amidst the boredom, several activities designed to excite the masses started to pop out all over the place. There was a particularly popular sport called Battle Robots which many people loved. This sport involved several robots battling against each other in a tournament. The main events even featured human-piloted robots against robots controlled by A.I.s!
The crowd could also get involved by placing bets on either sides—even while the match was already going on.
How can the match organizers not know about these betting stations? But the ten great robot coliseums of the Empire remained absolutely fair. There did not exist even the slightest shady match arrangements or dark curtained dealings!
The reason for this was that the background behind the ten great robot coliseums was extremely powerful. There was even the shadows of the royal family in them! The cash flow of these organizations was already in the tens of billions of purple gold coins every day!
Ten billion purple gold coins was more than enough to purchase the most advanced battleship on the market, equipped with the latest short distance spatial leaping function! The main cannons on such a battleship would likely be strong enough to blast a small planet the size of a moon into smithereens with a shot!
Yet, such a shocking sum of money was only the cash flow of a single day! This was no longer a question about raking in the profits. It was a mountain of gold!
At this moment, waves of cheering and whistling sounds were continuously rising out of the 8th ranked coliseum, the Hurricane Coliseum!
The Hurricane Coliseum was a huge structure, taking up a few hundred square meters of land. It was shaped in a circular fashion, just like the coliseums of the Ancient Rome.
Countless seats surrounded the main stage in the center of the coliseum and there was even a level of suspended viewing platforms at the top. The entire setup was extremely grand and luxurious!
The main stage was divided into many sections, each with a different theme. There were sections filled with artificial mountains, those with rivers, and even a simple arena made of high-strength alloy meant for straight up brawling matches.
There weren't any screens to broadcast the event, but no one had to worry about not being able to see the action. As long as they put on the eagle eye device, even if the action was tens of li away, they would still be able to observe everything clearly!
The excitement right now originated from the high-strength alloy arena. A pair of two-meter-tall robots was clashing violently, cuing a wave of cheers with each strike. The "shoutcasters" had spit flying out of their mouths as they sat within a floating vehicle, screaming animatedly into their mics.
Both robots were designed in a humanoid fashion, with the edges and lines sharper and less soft.
Every part of their bod

ies was capable of turning into a devastating weapon at any moment!
"Clang! Clang!"
Loud, ear-jarring metallic sounds filled the air as the two robots clashed repeatedly. The arms of both robots had morphed into a pair of overbearing sabers, which were used to swing at the other ruthlessly. The two robots were both extremely agile. They fleeted about the battlefield with a speed far out of what one would expect from a clunky assortment of metal. The durability of the robots was also extremely shocking, as evidenced by the high speed collisions—in just a single second, the robots had already exchanged more than 10 blows!
"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Hurricane Coliseum! Today, we will enjoy a shocking feast for the eyes!"
Although robot A.I.s could be used for broadcasting purposes, they lacked the hot-blooded feeling of a human voice. As such, a job like this was still better suited for a human to perform.
"The two robots on the stage now are the X1 model battle robots, which had been phased out by the empire a few hundred years ago. Although they are vastly inferior to the current Gen 8 model in terms of destructive strength, the raw, primitive combat style of these robots is still something that none of the modern robots on the market can compare with!"
The broadcaster introduced enthusiastically. His voice had a magnetic charm to it which could grab the ears of the crowd.
"These two robots are called "Ripper" and "Demon Slayer"! Their energy core is powered by the lowest grade of electricity, and the A.I. software is one of the most primitive ones. They do not have the ability to form independent thoughts, but they will obey the commands of their masters with absolute loyalty!"
The broadcaster paused briefly as he observed the reactions from the crowd. Seeing that their interest had been roused, he switched to a more solemn tone. "The database of both robots had been loaded with a great amount of battle techniques, including a complete set of martial technique!
The dark-red one here is the Demon Slayer. It possesses the full beginner grade martial technique, the Crazed Demon Saber art which originated from the Thousand Refinement Sect, a sect which was extremely famous more than 10,000 years ago!
And, the platinum-colored one is called the Ripper. It too is not to be outdone by the Demon Slayer. The martial technique it learned is called the Grand Stele Hand. The origins of this martial technique are already unverifiable. However, it is definitely not inferior to the Crazed Demon Saber Art at all!"
As the caster was introducing the two robots, the battle had escalated into an intense deadlock.
The owners of both robots were also looking on in great anxiousness at this critical point. The Hurricane Coliseum had stated that as long as one won a match, they would be awarded a prize of 10,000 purple gold coins!
Furthermore, this prize would grow bigger with each successive win. For instance, the first win would net a prize of 10,000. The second win would be 20,000, and the third win would be 40,000!
And so, the prize system would carry on in this manner until it lost a match or ran out of opponents. When a robot ran out of opponents, the Hurricane Coliseum would usually offer the competitor two options.
First, the owner can choose to sell the robot to the coliseum for a good price. A robot with the capabilities to obtain so many consecutive victories definitely had a great research value. It was worth a hefty investment.
The second option would be to join the Hurricane Coliseum as one of their staple fighters. The annual salary of such a position would already be a sum which normal people could not hope to earn even in a lifetime!
This kind of violent fighting method of clashing against hardness with hardness was fully displayed with the multitude of battle techniques. Although the X1 model battle robot was incapable of forming independent thoughts, its extensive database held the counter to every possible scenario.
Like an exciting match between two elite MMA masters, the match was extremely intense and sparks flew everywhere!
"Destroy him, Demon Slayer!"
A man screamed hysterically as he waved the betting slip in his hands.
"Bullsh*t! Don't listen to him, destroy that piece of garbage, RIPPER!!!"
"Thrash it! Thrash it! Hammer that d*mn thing, f*ck!"
Countless respectable and gentlemanly elites had completely lost all their noble bearings. Their expressions were hideous and savage, and their throats were filled with violence!
The arms of the Demon Shaker suddenly shifted and, like mercury, it shape-shifted into a pair of sharp knives in the blink of an eye! One was almost 2 meters long, while the other was only slightly longer than a dagger.
Its attack speed immediately shot upwards, achieving a rate of over 50 hits per second as it stabbed towards the Ripper! Bursts of dark-red shadows appeared in the arena. Only the shadow of the knives could be seen, but not the bodies of the knives!
The eyes of the Ripper turned red as it took a step backwards. Then, with a similar action, its arms began to transform. Its hands grew longer and became a pair of sharp, metallic claws. Without a change in momentum, it shot forward to meet the Demon Slayer!
"Dang! Dang!"
Although these were only the X1 model battle robots, their bodies were still made with a special combination of unique alloys and memory metal. The thickness and toughness of this metal was countless times stronger than the strongest metal alloy known on Earth!
The Ripper used one claw to block both of the knives and, with its other claw, it gripped onto the chest of the Demon Slayer! Then, with a mighty pull, it directly ripped apart the other robot's chest!
At the same time, a thin silk-like fishing line had descended from the sky, completely bypassing the huge barrier around the coliseum, landing directly on the arena!
'D*mn! How is this robot so powerful?!' Bei Feng gasped with shock as he observed the battle. The fierce melee within the distance of a single square cun was filled with ferocity and risk! It was filled with the most beautiful and artistic violence! [ED/N: cun = roughly 3.2 cm, also known as Chinese inch]
Seeing that one of the robots had torn apart the chest of its opponent, Bei Feng's eyes lit up with delight. 'Great chance!'
Without any hesitation, he gauged the angle and yanked on the fishing line, causing the fishing hook which was on the ground between the two robots to jerk upwards!
Seemingly without any effort, the fishing hook pierced through the incomparably tough metal of the Ripper. In a single fluid motion, the Ripper began to rise upwards and shoot through the sky!
Although this series of event took a long time to illustrate, the time from when the fishing hook landed to when the robot flew into the sky was only a short 2-3 seconds!

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