From Fist Wisdom Blade To Muscle Daming King

"Grass!"

Leng Kong's eyes were full of ferocity, and his fists were raised high.

Bang!

fist dropped

The deck was blasted through.

Mud, your own blood is hot, but the challenger is not good enough?

The endless frustration of being tortured and killed by Yulei Zero had nowhere to vent, and now he felt even more unhappy!

This is like opening a flood gate to release floods. Just after opening a gap, I thought I could let out the flood, but within a minute, the gap was blocked again.

Leng Kong did not go berserk on the spot, but was already determined.

Anyone who has been severely injured dozens or hundreds of times will experience the despair of life flowing away from the body bit by bit but being unable to do anything and can only slowly wait for death to come.

It would be strange if the spirit is not twisted!

Although the pure white world has a protective mechanism, its main function is to prevent the host from going insane.

But death is experienced by the host personally, so it would be false to say that it has no impact at all.

"Breathe. Breathe."

He closed his eyes and took deep breaths to suppress the unvented anger.

"Leng Jun."

Zhu Mei ran over and handed over a towel.

She has seen too much in the boxing arena, and now she is slowly getting used to it.

"call"

"I'm fine."

He let out a long breath and opened his eyes again, his eyes clear again.

Leng Kong also felt that something was wrong with him just now.

The endless desire to die with nowhere to vent turned into a violent murderous intention that almost overwhelmed his consciousness.

I have started meditating recently, I have been dying a lot, and my mind has become a little abnormal.

But it’s okay, just get used to it.

Or wait until Yu Lei's zero experience body is completely drained, just like defeating and killing Himuro Ryo's experience body. Once he is defeated, the symptoms will disappear completely.

This side effect is nothing compared to its strength.

"Damn, where's the stretcher?"

"If you don't come here quickly, the person will die!"

Leng Kong walked down the arena, and a man who looked very much like a clown in appearance and dress rushed to Adam's side as fast as he could.

The man is Adam’s real employer, Ronald, the president of Boss Burger!

In order to find a sparring partner for Leng Kong, Ziyin issued a challenge letter, and the scope of the challenge gradually expanded from the college cafeteria suppliers to the entire catering industry.

He, who sells hamburgers and happy water, was also affected.

I specially went to the Free Country to find the famous martial artist "Pangko Abbott" to serve as the company's representative fighter.

But I didn't expect that Pangkou Abbott, a former boxing fighter, would be knocked down easily by Adam.

Ronald immediately paid a lot of money to extradite Adam to Japan, but he still couldn't defeat Huang Ying's muscle monster.

Leng Kong got off the boat here and took the car home.

After I came out of the shower, the meal was ready. I got on my own steel chair and started to perform what it means to have three mouths and one pig.

"Leng Kong, your death flow meditation seems like"

Ziyin, who was sitting opposite, lit up a lady's cigarette as usual, crossed her legs and leaned sideways on the back of the chair. In the smoke, she looked at Leng Kong with a slightly solemn expression.

Zhu Mei couldn't see the violent rage suppressed in the depths of Leng Kong's eyes, but that didn't mean she couldn't see it.

As a veteran member of Quanyuan, she has seen too many fighters, crazy, possessed, and desperate.

When Leng Kong first moved in, he would only have a look of death in his eyes at the end of meditation, which was normal.

But after I started meditating recently, not only did my intention to die become stronger, but there was also a hint of cruelty in it, which was not a good sign.

"That's right, in the arena today, Lord Leng Kong almost lost control, if the referee hadn't called a stop in time."

Agent Koizumi-chan glanced timidly at Leng Kong and complained in person.

"I know, I will reduce the frequency of meditation, and then gradually increase the frequency after I get used to it."

Leng Kong took a sip of old wine and nodded.

You can’t blame him!

Who told Adam that he was both a dishonest and crazy person?

I originally thought that this foreign devil had a superhuman physique and was much stronger than the Assassin-style Rei and Inabata, so he should be able to vent his anger.

As a result, it didn't work before half of the people were hit.

It feels so good to ejaculate, but the bottom is gone?

Anyone else would be pissed off.

"By the way, what are the Wu clan waiting for?"

"It's been so long, why don't you dare to come?"

Leng Kong looked at Ziyin with expectant eyes.

I felt that if I could have a smooth and heart-warming fight with the strongest member of the Wu clan, I would definitely be able to vent my frustration.

Thinking of Wu Lian's body that had endured a beating, Leng Kong's blood was still a little warm.

"Haha. What do you think the Wu clan represents in Quan Yuan?"

Ziyin showed a smile.

"represents what?"

This was not asked by Leng Kong, but by Zhu Mei.

Since the two confirmed their relationship, Zhu Mei has already made a career plan, which is to become Leng Kong's agent immediately after graduation.

With such perfect muscles and such handsome looks, how can I not be more careful?

So Zhu Mei now began to consciously study information related to boxing and fighting skills.

"Old ghost Eriyo is the first generation of Mitou's fangs. It is he who dominates all the fighters in the boxing ring. Katahara Mitou's small Nippon Bank can lead the Nippon economy for decades."

“Without him, Mr. Katahara’s small bank would probably still be an agricultural cooperative!”

Ziyin's face was cautious,

"Now you know what the Wu clan represents in Quanyuan?"

"Invincible!"

"Invincible that crushes everything!"

"This is the horrific memory left by the Wu clan to the Quanyuan Arena."

"It doesn't matter if the Wu clan loses once, because they are just brats!"

"But if you still lose after sending the strongest ghost, then the myth of the Wu clan will be broken."

"Haha. That would be fatal to the reputation of the Wu clan."

"So Mr. Wu will never dare to leave the game before he is fully prepared."

Of course, Katahara Mitou is not as unbearable as Ziyin said. It can even be said that with Katahara Mitou's ability, Eriya is just a pendant.

Without the Wu clan, Katahara Mitō could still find other combatants and continue to lead the Japanese economy.

The reason why I say this is to make Leng Kong take it seriously.

Because the Wu clan itself is very strong!

So strong that he has mastered assassination skills for thousands of years!

"Invincible?"

"Haha. I'm really looking forward to it."

Leng Kong wiped out the food in his mouth in one gulp, and the delicious sauce overflowed from the corner of his mouth, as red as blood.

"How long will it take for them to be ready?"

His eyes glowed, staring closely at Ziyin.

"How do you know this?"

Ziyin shook the ashes and joked:

"Why don't you call and ask yourself?"

"Maybe there will be several beauties from the Wu clan coming to your door tomorrow, who can drain your energy and hunt for your seeds."

"No, you can't fight!"

Before Leng Kong could say anything, Zhu Mei jumped up nervously.

There is another chapter, my waist!