From Fist Wisdom Blade To Muscle Daming King

"Leng Jun, why do I feel that your meditation state is not right during this period?"

Taking advantage of the cold air to relax, Zhu Mei lay side by side on the grass to bask in the sun.

Although the two have established a relationship, their relationship is no different from usual.

Because Ziyin said harsh words, before Zhu Mei graduates, certain things will never be punished!

"Encountered a demonic obstacle!"

Leng Kong narrowed his eyes and let the sun shine on his body, feeling warm.

His demon barrier is the God of Thunder with extreme speed and determination to kill: Yu Lei Zero!

It seems that ever since the battle, he has been crushing his opponents with his superhuman body.

From breaking Ryo Himuro's arm, to throwing Wu Reiichi with a brute strength comparable to Julius's physique, beating up Inaba Ryo, and beating Julius with his ghost body.

It's all because of their physical superiority.

There is no way, as long as the physical characteristics are copied, they can be absorbed by the body immediately, but the technology cannot be rushed, and you need to learn it step by step.

Some people would say, after dying so many times, why is the technology still so crappy?

Without even thinking about it, Leng Kong seriously learned the basics of March, and then defeated Ryo Himuro and was kicked out of the school.

Because the experience body was killed too hard, Leng Kong, whose anger could not be suppressed, was directly crushed to death by brute force.

This led to the sudden encounter with Yu Lei Rei, who was really stuck at such a speed that he couldn't even catch his movements.

Not to mention that the experience body is always in the strongest state, just "don't kill", Yulei Zero's strength standing on the ring has been weakened to an unknown extent.

It's useless to think too much. His big hand gently rubbed the top of Zhu Mei's head.

"Why do you stay in the backyard every day lately and don't have to go to the academy?"

"Hey, Mr. Leng, you really have no sense of time. It's New Year's Eve soon. Of course we have a holiday."

Feeling the warmth from Leng Kong's palm, Zhu Mei smiled with crooked eyes, then turned over and lay on Leng Kong's body, her fingertips unconsciously moving along the muscle lines.

"Lunar New Year's eve?"

"How fast?"

"Remember, I moved in when you were on summer vacation? It's been more than half a year?"

"if not?"

"Have you not noticed that the weather is getting colder and colder, and it gets dark earlier and earlier?"

The two chatted with each other.

When the time comes, Leng Kong enters meditation and comes out within a few minutes. Then he eats and continues to lie down in a row.

Wu Lei'an, who was looking forward to it, never showed up, and Wu Fengshui didn't come back after he said harsh words. What was left was a miscellaneous fish who was not even a fighter. He punched one person at a time and couldn't even warm up Leng Kong.

What Leng Kong didn't know was that it wasn't that Wu Lei'an didn't want to come, but that he couldn't come.

The Wu clan's ghostly place is the training ground.

"Let me out!"

"That kid, what skills do you need?"

"I can crush him with my bare hands!"

Wu Lei'an became impatient with the practice and roared at the clan members standing outside the field.

"Xiao'an, I'm sorry, the old man ordered that you can't leave this door until your skills are passed!"

Wu Juxiong leaned against the door frame. Behind him and around the training ground stood a large group of Wu clan men holding pure steel baseball bats.

"Madman, aren't you awesome?"

"Are you going to break in on your own?"

"Break out and kill that kid, we support you!"

"That's right, why don't you dare to go crazy now?"

Some big men in the crowd who were about the same age as Wu Leian made provocations.

They had been beaten by Wu Lei'an since they were young, and now they were eager for Madman'an to break in and then beat him to death.

Anyway, Wu Leian's vitality is as strong as a cockroach, so he will go to the infirmary to lie down for a week at most.

"You bastards, wait for me!"

"I'll kill you now!"

Wu Lei'an's air was filled with madness, but his feet stood firmly on the spot, showing no signs of breaking in.

He is crazy not stupid.

In addition to the Wu clan, which has a high degree of liberation, guarding the scene, there are Wu clan snipers crouching around.

Even if he breaks out of the training ground, he will be numbed by a tranquilizer gun and thrown into a vertical underground cell nearly a hundred meters deep.

The Wu family has been inherited for 1,300 years, and there are many crazy people. The family has enough experience in dealing with them.

Leng Kong didn't wait for Wu Lei'an, but instead waited for another person.

"You want to challenge me by name?"

"What's the origin?"

Leng Kong, who felt that he had nowhere to vent his anger, was lying in the backyard as usual that day. Koizumi-chan came to tell him the good news.

Because Ziyin had too many affairs, Koizumi-chan temporarily left her occult work behind and became Leng Kong's agent.

"I heard he's a violent villain from a free country. He's called a street fighter!"

Ziyin, who was sitting in the pavilion admiring the scenery, stretched lazily and was full of charm.

"Maybe it's because you have been so popular recently for killing three major assassinations, and I want to defeat you and become famous."

"Street Fighter?"

"Then go take a look."

Leng Kong stood up and touched the dark circles under his eyes, a flash of violence flashed in his eyes.

He was tortured and killed by Yulei Zero every day, so that now when he sleeps and dreams at night, he is fighting against the experience body.

It's just a good time to eat food and vent your frustration.

"I am coming too!"

Zhu Mei skillfully climbed up Leng Kong's arm onto his shoulders.

"Then Chairman, let's go first."

Koizumi-chan bent down towards Ziyin, and chased Leng Kong at top speed with her short legs.

PS: I’m back late, I’ll add two more chapters in the early morning.

Don't give up on me. If you do a little bit every day, your grades will be very poor.