From Fist Wisdom Blade To Muscle Daming King

Fusion of the "infinite regeneration" physique of the zombie man, the body's energy consumption is actually much greater than the "absolute defense" of the fusion of black light.

But think about it, although the zombie man's three-dimensional physique is not as high as the black light, its cell activity and terrifying vitality that can be infinitely regenerated consume more energy than pure strength.

This also leads to greater demand for food, especially high-energy food, in cold air.

However, after only three days of crazy eating in the apartment, even half of the body that was completely sucked dry was not replenished, and he ran out of food!

When I asked the delivery guy why he didn't continue delivering food, he said that the hotel had been transferred by Fubuki.

The hotel was running well, why did the hotel suddenly disappear?

Hearing the news, the cold sky was like a bolt from the blue.

What are you doing?

Why did he choose to transfer when he was extremely hungry?

"Hey sister, what have you been busy with lately?"

"Is there anything I can do to help?"

Leng Kong immediately took out his phone and called Fubuki. It was about food rations, and his tone was so sweet.

"If you have nothing to do, please show hospitality. If you have nothing to do, you will be a thief. If you have anything to say, please tell me. I'm busy leading the Fuxue team to complete the mission."

Fubuki's voice was very soft, as if he was hiding an ambush, and he spoke deliberately with his throat pinched.

After being picked up from the ruins by her sister last time, Fubuki clearly realized that Leng Kong's combat power was much higher than that of other members of Fubuki's team, and they were not suitable for doing missions together.

If you forcibly form a team, if the disaster level of the selected mission is low, the members of Fubuki's team will not be able to exercise. If it is high, casualties will occur like last time.

So it's usually fine, and blowing snow doesn't mean it's cold.

You have to eat the food one bite at a time, and walk the road step by step. If you take long steps, you will easily lose your eggs.

She and the other members are all new and need a lot of time and practice.

Leng Kong: "I just want to ask, why did the hotel suddenly disappear?"

"Uh, you're talking about this!"

Fubuki: "The manager told me earlier that your food expenses have skyrocketed recently and the hotel can no longer sustain it."

"It just so happens that I have become a hero and have no time to take care of it, so I will transfer the hotel and use the money to pay off the arrears of food ingredients, and prepare to concentrate on competing for the first ranking!"

"First Class B, then Class A!"

"."

Well.

It turns out that you didn’t transfer it while you were hungry, but you were driven bankrupt by yourself?

Knowing that the hotel was really gone, Leng Kong was stunned for two seconds, not even hearing Fubuki's heroic words.

But he immediately woke up when the hungry cells sent him an eating message, and he praised perfunctorily: "It's good to have ambition, but didn't you say you have a lot of money earlier? How could you sell the hotel so easily?"

"That's because I was living at home at the time, and I used the secondary card given by my sister to spend money. There was a lot of money in it."

"But now that I've become a hero, it's time to stand on my own."

"So I can't ask for my sister's money anymore, otherwise she will think that I have to rely on her!"

"Humph, I will let my sister know that I, Fubuki, have never relied on others in my life!"

Fubuki's voice was very proud, especially that arrogant hum. Leng Kong seemed to see the confident expression on her lips.

But the more stubborn and proud Fubuki becomes, the more depressed Leng Kong becomes.

There is obviously a rich woman (Tatsumaki) at home, so why are we trying to make a living by ourselves?

Done!

The second sponsor is obviously unreliable. Do we have to find the third one ourselves?

wipe!

But my body, which is so hungry and thirsty, can’t wait any longer!

No, there is no other way, we have to find a way to force it!

"that."

Leng Kong said shamelessly: "If you don't need a card, you can give it to me. I'm not afraid of people saying you're a freeloader!"

"I gave it back to my sister a long time ago!"

"Ah, don't tell me anymore, the target weirdo has come out."

"Lashlash, Mountain Monkey, hurry up, surround us from left to right."

After directing his subordinates, he added, "By the way, our snow blowing team has a regular gathering on the weekend. Remember to come over. You haven't attended one yet!"

Didi

After Fubuki finished speaking urgently, he hung up the phone and took his younger brother to start beating up the "tiger level" disaster target monster.

"Tch, if you don't have any money, who will party with you?"

Listening to the blind tone from the microphone, Leng Kong weakly walked out of the apartment.

The hotel changed owners, and no one served food. The perfect training environment where we ate after we practiced and practiced after we finished was gone!

"Hey, Xiqi, is the zombie man I introduced okay?"

Unwilling to go downstairs, Leng Kong dialed Xiqi's number again.

"Well, not bad, he is a good at investigating intelligence!"

Xiqi nodded with satisfaction: "Although its combat power is not very high, due to its immortality, it is very suitable for detecting intelligence on weirdos."

"The Heroes Association was established less than a year ago. Intelligence work is too important."

"So, if there are good ideas like this in the future, don't forget to continue to recommend them to me."

"no problem!"

Leng Kong responded generously, "However, I helped you, are you interested in it?"

Xiqi: "What do you mean?"

"Please treat me to a meal!"

Leng Kong: "The requirements are not high, as long as you can eat enough!"

"No need to talk!"

Didi

A blind tone sounded and the phone was hung up.

"Fuck me, who are these people?"

Seeing that Xiqi was having a good chat earlier, he immediately hung up the phone as soon as he heard that he was inviting guests to dinner, and stared at the sky in silence.

Is this moral decay or human distortion?

Isn't that too heartless?

What should we do now?

The body is only halfway nourished, and the stomach is growling with hunger. Every cell in the body is waiting for food to continue to replenish energy.

Who to look for?

Sensei Bump is definitely not good. During his time at the dojo, he had already squeezed out all of Sensei's family fortune.

Uncle Banggu?

There seems to be no hope. I heard that he donated all the bounty money for killing the weirdos, and he still has no money left to maintain a dojo.

After much deliberation, Leng Kong realized that only Tatsumaki had enough money to treat himself to a meal.

But unfortunately, my friendship with her was just beaten twice by her, so there was no hope of treating her.

Hey, if I had known that my sister was unreliable, I would have hugged her thigh early in the morning, so I wouldn't have had no money for extra meals after merging my physique.

Didi

Just when Leng Kong was wondering whether he should find a rich man to rob the rich and give to the poor, a message alert sounded on his cell phone.

"You just hung up on me, are you sending me another message asking for help now?"

"Humph, it's weird for me to care about you!"

Seeing that the message was from Xiqi, Leng Kong looked extremely disdainful.

"Huh?"

Open it casually,

"Go to the Sword Saint Association to invite the great swordsman to join the Hero Association?"

But after reading the entire content, Leng Kong's eyes suddenly lit up, and his meal seemed to be in order.

"Sure enough, Xiqi still loves me!"

Especially after seeing the big meal emoticon that Xiqi left at the bottom of the message, Leng Kong, who had previously said that Xiqi was not good at it, laughed again.

The Sword Saint Association, which he had heard from his teacher Bump before when he was at the dojo, seemed to be an ancient martial arts organization that had been passed down for thousands of years.

It is not a certain sect, but the highest palace of swordsmanship in this world. Only swordsmen who have reached the level of a great swordsman are eligible to join.

It is said to be an organization, but it is actually composed of many kendo schools.

For such a big organization, it shouldn’t be a problem to keep yourself fed, right?

Well, you can take this mission!

After considering the pros and cons, Leng Kong immediately jumped into a cross-country run and headed towards the information address.

Juggernaut Association

There are only five people currently qualified to be included in it.

They are the leader Nilun with gray hair, eyes closed and a Buddhist bead hanging on his chest.

The swordsman Tianqing wears dreadlocks and dresses in a hip-hop style.

Canmei has a bald head like a monk, likes to swing violently, and is good at the "Great Rebirth" sword technique.

And the youngest atomic warrior with his ponytail pointing upward.

Finally, he has shoulder-length hair that hangs back, and has a sinister temperament. He was lucky enough to join the Sword Master Association only because of his management. (After eating the monster cells, my strength skyrocketed, but I still couldn’t see the difference between the two sides. I drew my sword first but was instantly killed by the Atomic Samurai. He must be a parallel import)

At this time, these five great swordsmen were sitting around the teahouse.

"I'll call you here this time."

The First Ring pointed to the Heroes Association invitation posted on the tea table, "It's because of this."

Then asked: "What do you think?"

"I know the Hero Association. It seems to be determined to eliminate weirdos and protect the basic life of citizens. It feels good!"

Atomic Samurai: "Furthermore, Bang Gu, the leader in the boxing world, joined the association together with Bang Pu's disciple Leng Kong when it was first established. If we, the Sword Master Association, remain unresponsive, we will be laughed at by our colleagues."

"Well, the Sword Saint Association also received an invitation earlier, but I wanted to observe it a little more, so I asked Mustache (Spring Beard) to join in first to investigate."

Nichiwa said in a deep voice: "But recently, weirdos have appeared more and more frequently, and the Heroes Association does not have enough high-end combat power, so they sent another invitation letter, asking us to help them."

"hehe."

A sneer rang out, Fusukiri raised his triangular eyes and said disdainfully,

"Help them?"

"When did our Juggernaut Club become a friendship club?"

Leader Nilun: "Sepsis, you are possessed by a demon!"

"Demon barrier?"

Kapukuri said indifferently: "Haha. As swordsmen, what we pursue is only sword skills and strength! And this is the meaning of the existence of the Sword Master Association! What do weird people care about us?"

"But if weirdos appear too often, not even the Sword Saints will be able to stay away!"

The Atomic Warrior took a deep look at Fusukiri and swept his eyes across the other great swordsmen.

The leader, Nichi Lun, is too old. He must be unable to fight monsters every day. He must be eliminated.

The swordsman Tianqing with dreadlocks is also inappropriate, otherwise after the exposure, people would think that the swordsman would be a hip-hop singer!

As for Can Mei, who is good at the "Great Rebirth" swordsmanship, but is a monk, it doesn't work either.

As for septorrhea, Atomic Samurai never considered him.

After much deliberation, I decided it was right for me.

Fortunately, he originally had this idea.

After confirming, the Atomic Warrior looked at Nichirin and then took the initiative and said, "I'm the youngest here, so let me be the vanguard!"

"Can!"

Nichiwa nodded, "Before I summoned you, I also received a message from Xiqi, the head of the Hero Association headquarters. The contact person should be arriving now."

Boom boom

Just as he finished speaking, the sound of a wild engine sounded at the door.

"The Sword Saint Guild is here?"

Leng Kong jumped out of the car, looked at the three big characters on the plaque, raised his legs and walked inside.

"Who are you looking for?"

But as soon as he entered the door, three people stood in front of Leng Kong.

One person has short blond hair, wears metal armor, and has a samurai sword across his waist.

One man had black hair tied into a ponytail and a bushy beard. He looked slovenly and had two drill-like weapons hanging from his waist.

Leng Kong was definitely a woman for the last person, because both sides of her face were painted with a large mass of rouge.

"Iai, Qiu Wu, Dian Tou, he came to see me."

The Atomic Warrior walked out of the room with a horsetail in his mouth.

"is teacher!"

Upon hearing this, the three of them immediately got out of the way.

"Are you the contact person of the Heroes Association?"

The Atomic Warrior looked at Leng Kong and said, "Actually, even if you don't come, I'm already preparing to take my disciples to join the Heroes Association."

Not coming?

How can I get food if I don't come?

This is an opportunity that Xiqi has fought for for himself and cannot be wasted.

"I'm sure I came here, and now it's time for rebates. How about we eat and talk?"

Leng Kong touched his belly and invited the atomic warrior back to the house like a master.

He was just here to get some food while he was accelerating hard. How could he just walk in and leave?

"I'm sorry, I only live here alone, so I may not be able to entertain many of you, but there is plenty of tea."

Nichi Lun, whose eyes were closed, heard the sound and turned out with his sword.

Tea?

Can drinking water make you full?

Leng Kong was speechless and said: "No, I'm here, and you don't even prepare a meal? Isn't this a bad way to treat guests?"

Damn, what a big loss!

If I don't take it easy, won't I even lose money on gas?

No, absolutely not!

As a little prince who prostitutes himself for free, how can he do something that makes him lose money?

Leng Kong raised his head slightly and said proudly,

"Then I'm embarrassed. Not everyone can be an S-class hero. If you want to become an S-class hero, you have to pass my level first!"

Like Bang Gu, Atomic Samurai is backed by the Sword Master Guild and is a specially approved S-class.

But now that he doesn't even have a meal, Leng has taken up his position as an S-class assessor again.

"If I remember correctly, you are Bump's disciple, right?"

The Atomic Warrior held a straw in his mouth and looked up and down at the cold sky.

"That's right!"

Leng Kong nodded,

"Young man, do you think you are qualified to weigh me?"

Atomic Warrior has always been very arrogant towards people who are not as powerful as him. Now that Leng Kong is younger than his disciple, he dares to arrogantly say that he wants to weigh himself, which makes him very angry.

"I just said don't go to any hero association."

As soon as the abdominal incision came out, he taunted: "A mere junior is so crazy. I think Bump, that boxing master, also has a false reputation."

"For slandering my teacher in front of me, I can only say that you are so brave!"

Leng Kong narrowed his eyes and shifted his gaze from the Atomic Samurai to Fukurikiri.

Bump really didn't have anything to say to him. Not only did he teach himself strength, he even used his old skills to nourish his body. Although Leng Kong didn't say it, he still respected Bump in his heart.

So...someone is going to suffer!

"You brat, you're so arrogant!"

Fusukiri glared angrily and yelled.

"mad?"

"I'll tell you what it means to be truly crazy!"

Leng Kong glanced at it and picked up a dead branch from the ground. Then he looked at Fukariri with an unkind look, "I have never learned swordsmanship, but I know a little bit about it. If you can take it, then slander my teacher." The matter is settled."

"Arrogant junior, Bump didn't teach you how to respect your elders, let me teach you!"

Kapukiri's body leaned slightly, his right hand resting on the hilt of his sword, his eyes full of anger.

Nichiwa: "There is no need to vent your anger on a junior."

"how?"

"Are you afraid that I'll chop him to death?

Diablo: "Don't worry, I can hold it back!"

The dead branches in the cold sky stretched forward, "So, are you ready to apologize?"