From Fist Wisdom Blade To Muscle Daming King

"court death!"

Seeing Leng Kong holding a branch and trying to apologize, he was furious.

His body instantly leaned forward, and he put his hand on the hilt of the sword and exerted force. At the same time as the long sword was unsheathed, it swung towards Leng Kong's chest and abdomen at an extremely fast speed.

Draw your sword and chop!

But compared to the fact that he still needed to draw the sword, Leng Kong just thought, and the humanoid shadow instantly appeared from his body, and the ten-meter sword came in an instant.

Kill with thoughts!

The big sword cut through the void, leaving a straight blood mark in the middle of the face.

"Ah hiss"

The real pain of his body being clearly cut open made him groan uncontrollably, and the sword he swung was stuck.

"It's just..."

The belly cutter roared with a ferocious expression: "Spiritual slashing, a trivial skill!"

Of course, this roar is not a simple howl of pain, but a cry of concentrated spirit from a martial artist, similar to the charged roar of a warrior during battle!

In just a moment, Kapukuri pulled his will out of the pain of his body being chopped, and raised the Katana katana again, charging up.

Bah la la.

The katana slashed across Leng Kong's abdomen, and he showed a victorious smile,

"Junior, you lost!"

"Yeah?"

Leng Kong's huge palm that had been raised in mid-air fell quickly. When he released the mental slash, his palm was aimed at the Fukariri Tenling Gai. However, the katana's attack range was long, and it hit him first!

"Sepsis, quick flash!"

The authorities are obsessive, but the onlookers are clear. The several great swordsmen watching the battle can see it more clearly than the abdominal dissection on the field.

His secret sword-drawing slash swept through Leng Kong's waist and abdomen first, but

But the opponent's skin wasn't even broken, only a faint red mark appeared.

Inferring from this, Leng Kong’s abnormal physique is terrifying!

Moreover, the opponent is also a disciple of Bump, a great figure in the boxing world. He is good at boxing and close combat!

Now that Kapiri has exposed his body to Leng Kong's palm, with his terrifying physique, is he afraid that he will be slapped to death?

"ah?"

The belly cuts eyes upward, covered by shadows,

Bang!

The Heavenly Spirit Cap is in the middle of the palm,

"Puff."

Scarlet blood spurts out crazily from the seven orifices,

Kaka

The force spread along the head to the whole body, and the slices exploded with crisp sounds, and the abdomen suddenly collapsed like a boneless chicken fillet.

"Sepsis, you were careless!"

The four great swordsmen, Nilun, Tianqing, Canmei, and Atomic Samurai, looked at each other and shook their heads.

In their eyes, they felt that they had won the victory after drawing the sword and slashing, and they let their guard down, and then they were slapped down by Leng Kong.

In the final analysis, he still maintains his own identity, thinks too highly of himself and underestimates his juniors.

"So strong!"

Iai-an, the drill samurai, and Qiu Wutachi were all not as sharp as the great swordsman, so they all exclaimed when they saw this scene.

Because it sounds long, but in fact, the battle between the two of them, from start to finish, took less than a second or two.

In their field of vision, the katana swordsman was the first to draw his sword, but he suddenly grunted in pain for some unknown reason. The samurai sword paused for a moment and slashed across Leng Kong's waist and abdomen. Then he was slapped by the opponent, causing blood to spurt from his seven orifices.

"but."

Seeing him paralyzed on the ground, his whole body was plowed with countless burst wounds and abdominal dissection by the terrifying force, and blood was still gushing out from the seven orifices in his head and the cracks in his body.

The three people said in horror: "Isn't he dead?"

"Let me see"

Bald-headed Canmei walked to Kakeru and squatted down, gently stroking his body with both hands: "The skull exploded, and the bones all over the body were fractured. Compared with this, the bursting wounds with flesh and blood extruded can only be regarded as skin trauma."

Then he added: "It takes at least half a year to get out of bed."

"Kid, you are too cruel!"

The younger brother was beaten at the Sword Saint Association headquarters. As the leader, Nichirin had to stand up and express his gratitude.

The face with closed eyes faced the cold sky, and the hidden and terrifying sword intent enveloped his whole body.

It is said that a sword is most threatening when it is in its scabbard, and that is what Nichirin's sword intention is now.

The sword intention was hidden, but the dangerous aura filled the entire space.

The cold air made the hairs stand on end, stimulated by the breath, and goosebumps appeared.

"Too harsh?"

"I didn't even use Whirlwind Zante, otherwise he would have been a pile of minced meat."

Sensing the dangerous aura that filled the entire space, Leng Kong opened his mouth and looked at the sun wheel with a sinister expression.

"Old man, if you continue to stimulate me like this, even if I haven't eaten enough and my body has no strength, I will still enjoy the pleasure. Then I don't know if you can bear it?"

"Uh, no!"

"Old man, I don't want to have a meaningless fight."

Although Nichirin closes his eyes every day, his psychic perception is the most sensitive among the five great swordsmen.

In his mind's eye perception, Leng Kong seemed to be standing in an endless mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, like a blood demon from hell coming to the world in person.

Facing such a terrifying monster, his old bones didn't want to be beaten like a belly cut.

"That's fine!"

Leng Kong: "You should be glad that I haven't eaten enough recently, my body is weak, and my mood is not high. Otherwise, if you stimulate me like this, I can bear it, but my body can't bear it."

"That's all you haven't done yet?"

In Iai-an, Drill Samurai and Qiu Wutachi looked at the boneless chicken tenders on the ground, their mouths opened in an O shape.

What if this isn't enough?

If you use really hard force, wouldn't it be possible to beat someone into a pulp?

"Master Nichirin, I'll leave the septorrhea to you."

"This Hero Association liaison officer and I are leaving first!"

The Atomic Samurai glanced at Fusukiri and walked out the door with a calm expression.

If Leng Kong had beaten the other three swordsmen, he would have drawn his sword long ago.

But except for septorrhea, Atomic Samurai was indifferent, and even felt a little secretly happy!

Atomic Samurai has an arrogant personality and generally looks down on those who are less powerful than him.

The strength of Fukuhara is not on the same level as other swordsmen, and he barely reaches the threshold of the Sword Masters just through operation.

And his character is not good either. (Among the five great swordsmen, only ventricular septorrhea gave up his human identity and swallowed monster cells for the sake of strength.)

Atomic Samurai has long disliked him.

If it weren't for the fact that the Sword Master of the same genus hadn't been so difficult to deal with, before Leng Kong could wait, he would have wanted to teach him a lesson about abdominal dissection.

"Um?"

Leng Kong: "Are you really not ready to wait for dinner?"

"I can only mix a few cups of tea at Master Nichirin's place, and I haven't eaten. Do you think you can do that?"

The Atomic Warrior walked out of the door with straw in his mouth without looking back.

"If you want to eat, go to my dojo. I'll definitely satisfy you."

"no problem!"

After hearing this, Leng Kong immediately followed him. It didn't matter where he ate, the most important thing was that he had enough to eat.

Moreover, Atomic Samurai is so heroic that if he doesn’t eat more, he will be sorry for his opponent’s enthusiasm.

Half a day later, the Atomic Warrior Dojo,

"So, how long will he have to eat?"

The four masters and apprentices of the Atomic Samurai lay in the sunset with dead expressions on their faces.

"who knows?"

"This bastard has been eating since he came back from noon."

Drill Samurai: “It’s already night now, and he’s eaten all our food for a month, and he actually says we’re only three-quarters full!

"Teacher, you are careless!"

Qiu Wu Tai Dao looked at Leng Kong who was still eating frantically and had no intention of stopping and was speechless.

"How did I know that this kid has such a big appetite?"

The Atomic Warrior bit into the mustard and felt a bitter taste in his mouth.

He now regrets bringing Leng Kong back to the dojo, and even more regrets saying he wanted to make the other party full.

But you can't blame him. After all, who invites people to dinner doesn't mean they want to eat?

The problem is, there seems to be no limit to how much this bastard can eat!

The stomach is like a bottomless black hole. No matter how much food is swallowed, the stomach does not rise and fall at all. The atomic warriors even wonder if there is a dimension in Leng Kong's stomach.

"Now what?"

Iaigan looked at the bottomed freezer and rubbed his head in pain.

"what to do?"

The Atomic Warrior glanced at Leng Kong secretly and said softly, "Of course I'm running!"

After saying that, he picked up his katana and ran out the door.

"Leng Kong, you eat slowly, I will take them to the Heroes Association to register first."

Before leaving, he didn't forget to remind Leng Kong loudly.

He also wanted to be shameless. He had previously made bold claims that he wanted Leng Kong to be full. Wouldn't it be embarrassing if the other party said he wasn't full?

Yes, it’s better not to meet!

"Yeah, no problem!"

Leng Kong didn't know that the Atomic Warrior wanted to run away, and he also knew that eating took time, so he responded quickly.

Normally, his extraordinary body senses are in a shielded state, otherwise all the sounds for miles around would be poured into his ears all the time, and his brain wouldn't be able to bear it.

Therefore, I didn’t hear the conversation between the Atomic Warrior and his apprentice.

"But isn't it already evening now?"

"Are you too hasty?"

“It’s a good time at night, there are few people, and we can register quickly!”

The Atomic Warrior jumped on the car and kicked the accelerator, disappearing into the sunset with his disciples.

"So positive?"

Leng Kong shook his head indifferently,

Then while frantically clearing out the existing ingredients, I realized belatedly that there seemed to be no one else in the dojo but myself.

"oh"

"So it turns out you're not being positive, but you're avoiding me?"

"But am I eating for free?"

"I'll just give you a meal and give you an S-level rating. It's not a loss!"

"And we will all be heroes from now on, and we will look after you and your disciples to some extent on the battlefield!"

"There are very few examiners who have such low requirements as myself, okay?"

"Bah."

Leng Kong licked the grease stains off his lips, feeling a little unfinished, but looking at the dojo where there was no one except himself, he could only lift his legs and step out of the dojo.

"Fine!"

"Although my body has not been able to fully recover, I have had another big meal and replenished my energy a little bit!"

"Don't worry, I will watch over you on the battlefield from now on."

Leng Kong knew that he had eaten a lot and that Atomic Samurai could not hear him now, but he still accepted the favor in his heart.

Then he jumped on his cross-country runner and drove towards the apartment.

It has been half an hour since Atomic Warrior left. By the time I get there and have completed the registration, there is no need to go.

It's just a pity that it seems that the strength of Atomic Warrior has not been measured yet.

But forget it, he is also a great swordsman, his strength may be similar to that of Kapukuri who was instantly killed by his own palm, so the pleasure is limited.

The body has not recovered, the fighting spirit is in the fatigue stage, and there is no interest in fighting.

Even if he was tested after eating, if he was given an S-level rating later, it would not be in vain.

Leng Kong returned to the apartment and slept until dawn because he had another useless prostitution.

Then after getting up, I found that today's rations had not yet arrived, and I suddenly felt depressed again. ,

Sure enough, there is no gold master to hold on to, which delays cultivation too much.

"Hey, Xiqi, introduce me to some jobs."

After washing up, Leng Kong dialed Xiqi's number again.

"Hey, it's rare to see you take such initiative!"

Xiqi's teasing laughter rang out. In his impression, after Leng Kong joined the Hero Association, apart from killing a few mobs in the city at first, he had not performed many heroic activities.

Later, he went back to the mountain with Bump to practice. When he came out, he presided over the first hero promotion. He usually stayed at his residence and practiced martial arts.

"Well, there's no way."

"Fubuki is not a good rich woman, she has to be self-reliant."

"The Juggernaut Association is also a poor man. After eating only three minutes full, the Atomic Samurai ran away."

Leng Kong: "I don't even have money to eat now."

"I heard about this"

"When I registered Atomic Warrior yesterday, he complained that you ate all the ingredients in his dojo in one go."

"right?"

Leng Kong: "So, as an S-level assessor, I rate this assessment as S-level!"

"The committee has already decided that it is S-class, right?"

Xiqi's expression on the other side of the phone was extremely speechless.

The Hero Association wants to win over Atomic Samurai because it wants to use it as a link to win over the entire Sword Master Association. Even if the level is low, it can't be justified.

"That's okay. I'll return the favor to him on the battlefield. It will definitely make him feel it's worth it!"

"Now, send me some disaster information first, preferably non-humanoid ones that can be eaten."

Leng Kong didn't forget that the mutated animals and plants had enough energy and the meat was delicious.

As long as he eats a few high-level monsters, he can completely replenish his body.

The zombie man's immortality requires every cell to be activated to the extreme, which consumes too much energy.

But compared to its performance, it’s worth it!

Ha ha

"No problem, I'll ask the Intelligence Agency to sort out the disaster information and send it to you!"

Xiqi, who felt that his high-end combat power was not enough, agreed.

Anyway, Leng Kong is a fighting madman and cannot die.

What are you waiting for?

Send directly in batches. The association has been established for more than half a year and has also collected a lot of information on weirdos.

"By the way, the disaster level should be higher, otherwise it won't be enough for me to fill my teeth."

Leng Kong added another sentence.

"good!"

Xiqi hung up the phone,

Didi

About ten minutes later, the phone rang with a message, and I clicked on it.

There are giant centipedes thousands of meters long inside.

There are ancient dinosaur behemoths.

There is a big bird that looks like a phoenix.

A large black dog with six eyes and an oversized body.

A big cat standing upright.

It has big teeth that look like lumps of flesh.

There is a big pig head covered with patches.

There are weirdos whose bodies are covered in kelp.

There are gorillas in special suits.

There are huge flowers blooming.

There is a huge octopus with eyes all over its body,

There are giant muscular crows and humanoid rhinos,

The information is very detailed and the information is abundant, including animals, plants, land and sea.

And under each disaster monster information, there is a rough picture introduction.

But I just don’t know how much can be eaten in it.

Because Leng somersaulted to the back and saw a big cockroach.

By the way, can you eat this stuff?

No matter what, just choose a few edible things first so that you can kill monsters and eat at the same time.

Leng Kong's eyes instantly locked on the giant centipede on the first page.

Just one piece of this stuff is enough to last you for several months.

I've heard that centipedes are very rejuvenating. This one has grown to several thousand meters, so why can't it be remedied to death?

That’s right, it’s you!

Ha ha