From Fist Wisdom Blade To Muscle Daming King

44 years later,

1983, northwest coast of Africa, Canary Islands, Atlantic waters,

Three desperate treasure hunters were using a boat crane to hoist a black iron treasure chest covered with barnacles from the bottom of the sea.

The treasure chest is long and narrow, shaped like a coffin board, and exudes a vague ominous feeling!

"Finally caught it. This is a treasure chest that has been stuck at the bottom of the sea for nearly a hundred years!"

"It's made. It's made, haha."

The bald one among them couldn't help but get excited after seeing the black iron treasure chest being filled with water smoothly.

"Be gentle. Be gentle!"

"Slowly, slowly, be careful not to damage the treasures inside!"

"I heard that in the last century, various countries brought back a large amount of exquisite porcelain from the ancient Eastern countries, which has become very valuable."

Afro, who was standing on the back deck controlling the crane, couldn't help but cry out with joy.

"Long-winded, I know."

Huang Mao gently pulled the black iron treasure box and landed it along the crane. Then he picked up a crowbar and prepared to pry it open.

But the coffin board, uh, no, it was a black iron treasure chest that fit tightly together, so he was not given a chance.

"Um,

The bald head found the golden lock and asked, "It seems to be locked from the inside?"

"Hey, there are letters engraved on it."

Huang Mao: "D, I, O, Dior?"

"What's the meaning?"

"No matter what he means, just cut it open, take the treasures and exchange them for money, and then think about which club we should go to after landing!"

"Ha ha."

The bald man carried the cutting machine and prepared to start it violently. His favorite technician No. 3 even appeared in his mind.

Then there is no more.

A few days later, someone discovered the unmanned boat at sea.

There was no problem with the boat, and there were no signs of fighting on it. There were three unfinished cups of coffee in the cabin, and a heavy, cut-out iron box on the deck.

The surface of the iron box is covered with barnacles, and the inside is divided into two layers and covered with soft duck down quilts. At first glance, it doesn't look like a serious box.

After the incident spread, some people thought of treasures and others thought of sea monsters. But within a few months, their attention was attracted and forgotten by new things that kept appearing.

But from this year onwards, the world began to change drastically.

Someone's nails started to grow abnormally.

In order to save people, some people fell into the "alley of no return" with the soul of their beloved dog.

Someone discovered an "arrow" in the Egyptian ruins.

Someone was imagining a "kingdom plan" and told it to a certain priest.

Someone was having an extramarital affair and successfully produced an illegitimate child.

Four years later, Joestar's bloodline suddenly changed.

At the same time, a stone statue collected in the German National Museum also suddenly trembled and disappeared out of thin air a month later.

But a certain colonel who brought the stone statue back had died in battle, and it was not made by a master. Even though the muscles and contours of the stone statue were extremely perfect, it was still ignored.

Because being too perfect is also a flaw and cannot be called art, not to mention that it is still wearing clothes!

Vienna, with its arms broken off and its breasts exposed, is the real art!

So after the stone statue disappeared, no one cared.

Time comes to Japan in 1988,

A certain police station,

"Jotaro Kujo, 17 years old, 195 centimeters tall, his father is Japanese and a jazz musician, he is currently on tour, and his mother is an American with British ancestry.?"

The middle-aged police officer looked at the registration book in his hand, and then at the blond woman in her early 40s in front of her.

"You are?"

"Yes, Jotaro is my son."

Holly Kujo answered directly, "Because the "Tiao" and "Cheng" in his name both sound like JO, so everyone calls him JOJO."

Kongtiao Holly, the daughter of Er Qiao's main palace.

"Then, may I ask Jotaro how many people he killed in total?"

As expected of a biological mother, Holly Kujo understands her son very well and will punish her son severely if he speaks!

“Um, lady, who told you that Jotaro killed someone?

The middle-aged police officer said speechlessly: "It was a fight, a fight, but..."

Holly: "What?"

"But the four gangsters who fought with him were all carrying knives, and some were former boxers. Your son was using his bare hands, but..."

The middle-aged police officer said in shock: "But the four people suffered a total of fifteen fractures, and even the penis was blown out. Now they are all lying in the hospital. This lady, when she goes back, she must let her son go." Reflect and reflect."

"go back?"

Holly asked nervously: "Is Jotaro going back?"

"Of course, four gangsters beat up school students in the street."

"Although I ended up in the hospital, what does this have to do with the students?"

The middle-aged police officer's expression was normal.

He accepted that he looked at people with colored eyes, but so what?

The final right of interpretation lies with the police department, not to mention that this student has blood ties to the overlord country. What's wrong with beating up a few gangsters?

"No problem."

Holly smiled, "I will definitely let him reflect on it when he gets home."

"But therein lies the problem."

The middle-aged police officer led the way to the prison cell and said speechlessly: "The kid won't leave after living in it. You know, the resources of our prison cell are also very tight, and there are many people queuing up behind him!"

After entering the prison corridor, he raised his hand and pointed forward, "Well, that kid is right in front, take him back quickly!"

"Jotaro!"

"Jotaro's mother is here to pick you up!"

"My dear son.!"

Hearing that her son was being locked up in front of her, Holly's mind flashed with intimate images of her and her son. As she ran forward, she called her dear dear son passionately.

"Shut up, you're making so much noise, you stinky bitch!"

Good guy, it turns out that the intimate scenes that Holly flashed just now were all filtered by her mother.

The real reality is that after Jotaro saw his biological mother, he was still sitting crookedly on the bed in the prison cell with no intention of getting up. He also had a bad face, but there was a faint worry in his impatient eyes. .

Good guy, this gentleman's spirit is almost the same as Er Qiao's. It's a little crooked, but maybe the core hasn't changed?

"OK!"

Holly's sweet response shocked the middle-aged police officer for a year.

You must know that apart from the Universe Kingdom, they are the most particular about seniority relationships, and...

And is this the way free America gets along?

Hiss. It’s so freeing!

If his son dared to talk to him like this, his legs would be broken!

"Mom, go back!"

"I'm going to be here for a while."

Jotaro Kujo is huge, with explosive muscles inherited from the Qiao family. He wears a school uniform similar to a military coat and an iconic hood. His cold expression reveals a strong invincible temperament!

"What?"

Even though Jotaro didn't want to leave even though his own mother was here, the young prison guard who came with him exploded.

"Hey, kid, stop pushing your limits and make room for me quickly. There are people queuing up behind you!"

You must know that their housing is also very tight, okay?

“I’m possessed by an evil spirit and I don’t know what serious accident it will cause me to do, so I can’t go out!

Jotaro didn't seem to hear the young police officer's words and just lay down against the wall after speaking.

Before there was a high-definition reason, he would live in this prison cell!

"Look, madam, you say this every time you let him out. Is this because you're relying on him?"

The middle-aged police officer looked at Holly, "I'm sorry to ask, is your son mentally okay?"

"real!"

"What he said is true!"

"He's really possessed by an evil spirit!"

Before Holly could reply, several prisoners suddenly rushed to the iron bars and protested fiercely at the police officer.

"Change room, we strongly urge to change room!"

Uh. They were huddled in the shadows in the corner in front, and no one really noticed them.

"Gu Gu."

As for Jotaro, who had the big bed to himself, he was already leaning against the wall, drinking beer leisurely, listening to the radio, and reading comics.

“Beer, radio, comics?”

The middle-aged police officer, who felt that he had a lot of experience, also felt confused at this time.

Something is wrong, this is very wrong!

Where did these things come from?

"Just looking at these, you might want to let me out, so let me show you how terrifying the evil spirit is!"

Jotaro got out of bed. Although he was only 17 years old, he gave off a strong sense of pressure. The prisoner who just moments ago was leaning in front of the railing and strongly demanding to change rooms, instantly shrank back to the corner, and did not even dare to breathe.

"Don't. Don't move!"

Affected by this, the two police officers panicked.

"After reading this, you will know what serious consequences it will have if you let me out!"

Jotaro stretched out his hand towards the middle-aged police officer.

The next second, the middle-aged police officer's pistol stuck in his waist suddenly floated out of thin air, broke the chain and appeared in Jotaro's hand.

"did you see it?"

"If you still don't believe it"

Jotaro pointed the pistol at his temple again, and then suddenly pulled the trigger.

call out!

The bullet came out of the barrel, but the expected blood spray did not appear, but floated quietly next to Jotaro's temple.

"ah"

Holly covered her mouth and screamed, because in her field of vision, an evil spirit with a face painted in oil appeared on her son's body. The bullet was able to levitate because the evil spirit was holding the bullet with his fingers.

"This is the magical power that father Joseph possesses. How come it also appears in his son?"

After leaving the police station, Holly immediately made an international call.

Then, a tall, middle-aged man with bursting muscles, a resolute appearance, and intact arms appeared at Tokyo Airport.

"Daddy.Daddy"

Holly trailed off and threw herself into her uncle's arms, "Thank you for coming all the way."

"dad?"

Seeing the blonde hugging an uncle who looked a little older than her and calling her daddy, the surrounding tourists looked shocked.

Only the local Japanese idiots are not surprised, but feel an inexplicable sense of superiority!

Because their land is so large, all kinds of weird hobbies exist, just a title. Haha, this is just childish!

"Haha. As long as something happens to my baby girl!"

The middle-aged uncle showed a doting smile on his face: "No matter where you are on the earth, I will rush over within 24 hours."

The person coming is none other than Er Qiao, Joseph Joestar!

"By the way, Holly, did Jotaro really mention the word "evil spirit"?"

When it came to the main topic, Er Qiao's expression turned solemn.

"Woo. That's right. The police seemed invisible, but I did see a shadow attached to Jotaro."

Holly's voice was filled with tears,

Er Qiao's eyelids twitched, "Others can't see it, but you can?"

"Um"

Holly nodded,

Er Qiao said nervously: "Jotaro said that he was possessed recently. What about you? Do you feel anything unusual?"

"I?"

Holly: "I don't feel anything, but Jotaro said he would never leave the cell until he finds out the cause. Dad, what should I do now? I can't let him stay in the cell forever."

"Peace of mind!"

Er Qiao snapped his fingers, and a man with his hair tied into small pillars, wearing a white turban and a bright red coat appeared behind him.

Mohammed Abdel, an Egyptian fortune teller and a substitute messenger, was a passionate young man who once faced Dio and ran away immediately.

"Leave this to me!"

"Now go meet my grandson, Jotaro Kujo!"

An hour later, Holly showed up at the police station again with the two of them.

"Smelly bitch, why are you here again?"

Jotaro: "I won't say anything anymore. Do you want to live here for a while?"

"OK!"

Holly responded affectionately,

"You bastard, how could you call your mother that?"

"Also, Holly, you are the same. How can you still smile when he talks to you like this?"

But Er Qiao's face turned dark.

Smelly bitch?

This. This is his favorite daughter!

Who did this bastard learn his virtues from?

"OK!"

Holly responded with the same affectionate tone, but it was perfunctory at first glance.

"I hum. Forget it!"

"Come out and follow me home. I don't have time to waste on you now, kid."

As for his grandson who was no smaller than him, Er Qiao let out a long sigh and spoke forcefully.

"I didn't ask you to take care of it!"

As a result, Jotaro's expression was even more arrogant: "And what can you help me with?"

As he spoke, he flicked his right hand and grabbed the hat on Er Qiao's head, trying to show in this way that even grandpa couldn't help him now.

But the next second, his body was wrapped tightly by purple vines that suddenly surged out.

Of course Er Qiao knows what the so-called evil spirits are, because he has one too!

"Old man, what is this?"

Jotaro was slightly surprised,

"This is not an evil spirit, but an illusion of power created by my own life energy and spiritual will. Its name is: Purple Hermit, and it is a substitute messenger completely controlled by my thoughts!"

Compared to speaking with words, Er Qiao feels that if his grandson experiences it himself, he should be able to understand it faster.

Because this bastard is so rude to his daughter!

Bang!

As soon as he thought about it, Jotaro was pulled by the vines and slammed against the steel railing. His mouth was smashed, and then the vines spread out and wrapped around the iron rod.

Blah, blah, blah.

The iron rod as thick as a baby's arm was immediately opened to create a gap large enough for Jotaro to step out.

"Oh la.!"

But Jotaro didn't walk out, but let out a roar. No, it wasn't him, but the evil spirit that suddenly appeared.

As soon as the evil spirit appeared, it opened its arms forcefully, and the purple vines collapsed.

"Just after awakening, the figure can be so clear, and this power...?"

Er Qiao's eyebrows jumped as he looked at Jotaro's almost substantive substitute.

Good guy, this seems to be more awesome than my stand-in?

But grandson, I am your grandpa!

Er Qiao moved his fingers, and the vines extending from his body suddenly danced like a snake.

"Ola Ola Ola.!"

But this time he encountered a bad temper. The evil ghost raised his fist and beat the vine wildly, and the vine couldn't get close at all.

"It's the seventeenth card of the Tarot, the Star Card: Platinum Star!"

Abdel, who came with Erqiao, jumped out and named him.

"Fighting is not just about strength!"

Er Qiao's eyelids twitched, and the vines quickly wrapped around Platinum Star's ankles, and then the vines were stepped on by Platinum Star!

Is the precision so high?

Er Qiao's mouth twitched slightly, but he had more than one vine. When he opened his eyes, dense vines poured out of his body. At the same time, the vine that wrapped around Platinum Star's other ankle suddenly swung.

boom!

In the eyes of the police officer and the prisoner, a human-shaped hole suddenly appeared out of thin air on the wall.

"Eula Ola Ola."

The roar that could only be heard by the stand-in rang out again, and the wildly dancing vines were instantly bounced away. The soles of his feet hit the ground, and the ground sunk. He leaned out of the prison cell and hit Er Qiao directly with his fist in the face.

Zheng!

Then he was restrained by the vines that Er Qiao had arranged long ago, and his limbs were stretched out and hung in the air.

"Eula!"

Platinum Star roared again, pulling hard with both hands and feet, trying to break the vines with brute force, but it underestimated Er Qiao's IQ and skills!

When it exerts force, Erqiao releases its force and extends the vine in the direction of its force, tightening it immediately after its movement reaches the limit.

Exercise type: Go with the force, and then change the direction of the force!

The four major elements of the Lengkong Sect were used by Er Qiao as a substitute, with remarkable results.

Moreover, the control technology of "Black Rope Hell" is even more convenient when released by a substitute, because the mind is much more flexible than the fingers.

"Eula?"

"I call you Euler!"

Purple vines were flying wildly in the prison cell, and two more spiked vines emerged from Er Qiao's palms. His arms danced and he swiped at the Platinum Star whose limbs were entangled.

Bang bang!

Jotaro suddenly had two red marks on his face.

Because the body of the Stand User shares senses with the Stand (excluding remote automatic control Stands), the injuries suffered by Star Platinum will also be reflected on Jotaro.

"I'm telling you to call my dear daughter a bitch!"

Bang bang!

Two more red seals!

bang bang

bang bang

"I'll beat you to death, you impolite bastard!"

Er Qiao controlled the vines with his thoughts and danced quickly with his hands. Although he was using the Platinum Star, Jotaro's face was visibly red and swollen.

After all, he was fighting an evil spirit, not his grandson!

So he was not afraid of his daughter scolding him at all, so Er Qiao whipped harder.

"Ola Ola Ola!"

Being violently whipped wildly, Platinum Star exploded. His limbs were first tensed to the extreme, and then suddenly exploded. The vines were scattered all over the ground, and his fierce eyes were locked on Er Qiao,

hiss.

Er Qiao immediately shuddered,

Is this kid's stand-in so strong just after he awakened?

Just the instinctive movement of the substitute can make yourself feel in great danger?

Can't smoke anymore, otherwise I'm afraid the boat will capsize!

Realizing this, Er Qiao immediately retracted the vines,

Even Jotaro, who had his hands in his pockets, had his face swollen several times, with dense red marks all over it.

"Okay, you already know that this is not an evil spirit, but a controllable substitute, so take it back quickly."

"If you want to control it, come home with me right away!"

After saying that, Er Qiao started the Ripple Run and disappeared in the prison area instantly.

Feeling the strong evil spirit emanating from his grandson, he felt that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time.