From Fist Wisdom Blade To Muscle Daming King

There are three games and one quarter, with halftime lasting 2 hours.

So Leng Kong left the passage this time and did not enter the Hall of Heroes. Instead, he walked around the circular high platform and appeared at the combatants' seat.

"Hey, are you all here?"

Seeing familiar faces such as Julius, Yulei Rei, Wu Lei'an, Jugui Snake Ouma, Wakatsuki Samurai, Kaoran, Guan Linjun, Kana Tsai and other familiar faces, Leng Kong's mind automatically flashed through the passionate scenes in the desperate arena.

It was this group of people who told him what it meant, the spirit of a fighter!

Never give up, die for the fight, die for the fight, the body has limits, but the will has no limits!

Every true fighter has a will beyond the limit, and they are always charging towards the strongest.

To be honest, Leng Kong still misses that passionate time even now.

Of course, Leng Kong was talking about real combatants.

Like the executioner Akoya Kiyoaki, the athlete Gozo Murobuchi, the fisherman Yoshinari Karo, the paradise lover Nezu Masami, the actor Chiba Takayuki, and the prisoner Bandou Yohei, these 32 desperate people who worked part-time did not come.

"Of course we have to come if you step into the ring again!"

Wu Leian turned his head immediately, staring at Leng Kong with his black eyes and white pupils.

"After you left, my old man sighed every day, sighing that he couldn't borrow your seed. He was always sad."

"Erion?"

Leng Kong walked to Zhu Mei and sat down, "I remember he was over 90 when we left. Is he still alive now?"

"She's in high spirits!"

Zhu Mei habitually lay on Leng Kong, "Old ghost Wu and President Katahara, two hundred-year-old men, are getting more and more energetic now. They are still forming a team to compete in the boxing arena!"

"He's really hot-blooded!"

Leng Kong also habitually held Zhu Mei on his lap.

"Stop talking about those two old men."

Wu Leian shook his head and looked at Leng Kong with ghostly eyes.

"The atmosphere here is stronger than that of a desperate match, and the gods are stronger than those who fight."

"You must have had a great time playing, right?"

Leng Kong shrugged and said unhappily: "That's it, I don't feel much so far."

"Haha. Pretend!"

Wu Lei'an's ghost eyes rolled up. Seeing the fierce fight on the field, his body heated up and released the ghosts. Is this bastard still unhappy?

If you're not happy, why don't you replace him?

Although he will be beaten to death, as the strongest ghost of the Wu clan, he is nothing but a tough guy!

So what if it explodes?

At least it feels good, right?

"Leng Kong, your will, skill, and strength have exceeded human limits, right?"

The ultimate martial artist, Kuroki, also focused his gaze on Leng Kong: "When will you return to the ring and fight with us again?"

"Yes, when will we have another fight?"

Hearing this, all the fighting masters' scorching gazes were immediately fixed on Leng Kong. Even Yulei Ling, whose head had been pressed by Rino on his chest, raised his head and stared at Leng Kong with warlike eyes.

"No, there's no point in fighting with too much strength."

"If you don't press, you can't withstand my punch."

Leng Kong shook his head: "So you have no chance."

Although I miss that time very much, it is impossible for Leng Kong to compete in the boxing ring again.

The gap is too big, and the fight is boring.

After all, if you can't fight with all your strength, what's the difference between fighting and juggling?

"Yes, the difference in strength is too big!"

Kuroki's voice sounded disappointed, but he spoke excitedly the next second:

"But the gap will not always be this big. After surpassing Wu Zhiji, I have now found a new way!"

"The physical body has its limits, but the Qi has no limits!"

"The human body is just a small universe. When I develop the full potential of my body, I won't be able to defeat even a monster like you!"

At the end of the day, Kuroki showed great ambition.

"That's right, not only are you making progress, we are making progress too."

Turtle King Gana burst out with fighting spirit: "Leng Kong, be careful of being overtaken by us!"

Although the other combatants didn't speak, the thick flames of fighting spirit burning in their pupils showed that they thought so too.

Fighters are a group of fighters who are not afraid of death and pursue the strongest fighters.

Now that everyone has found the extraordinary power that suits them, who will remain depressed for a long time?

On the other side, the gods who stood at the top of the gods also gathered in Zeus' room.

"What's going on here?"

"You all came here?"

Zeus was lying comfortably on the sofa, and the old god was drinking tea.

"Don't act stupid, old man, we gods have lost three games in a row!"

Loki mocked: "And now, even your brother Poseidon has been killed, are you not in a hurry?"

"Isn't it normal to die in battle if your strength is inferior to others?"

With Odin blocking him, he couldn't take the position, and Zeus was also very confused now.

On the one hand, he was also worried that the gods were losing in a row, because this was a battle between gods and human heroes, a game at the soul level.

Victory, the gods still exist, and the heroic spirits return to the long river of history.

Defeat, the soul completely dissipates, and it belongs to true annihilation.

If we continue to lose, God’s pride and dignity will really be gone.

But on the other hand, Zeus hoped that Leng Kong could go all the way to the end and have a fierce muscle-to-muscle competition with him.

If it gets to that point, winning or losing the game no longer matters. The worst outcome is to allow humans to survive for another thousand years!

And he can enjoy a hearty battle that he has never experienced in thousands of years!

"You also saw that Poseidon was beaten to death?"

"We must admit now that humans are really strong!"

"It seems that the little Valkyrie girl came prepared!"

"In this case, the gods must also prepare for war with corresponding determination!"

"This battle is no longer as easy as we thought before, so be prepared for death before going on the field!"

"I don't want you to be dead by the time I come on stage!"

Zeus directly dumped the pressure on the other gods. Odin must kill Leng Kong with his own hands to restore the glory of Northern Europe. He is determined to keep him behind. What can he do?

"In this case, I will be the next one to play, right?"

Hercules, one of the twelve main gods of Olympus, stood up.

Heracles was originally a human, but he "reduced" to godhood by drinking the blood of Zeus!

In the eyes of the world, he is the embodiment of strength and courage!

What is most commendable about him is that he completed 12 impossible tests and finally succeeded in ascending to the position of the twelve main gods!

In addition to having great strength and an indestructible body, he also possesses twelve magical skills obtained by completing twelve trials.

The magic stick in his hand can turn into various monsters he has defeated before, such as strange birds, bulls, and lion heads. He can also summon the three-headed dog from hell and turn it into a tattoo that burns life.

In head-to-head confrontation, Hercules was never afraid of anyone or God!

At the same time, he is also one of the few gods who opposes the end-of-life proposal for mankind.

After he defeated Leng Kong, he planned to make a request to the gods to redeem mankind as the divine savior.

"Sorry, but you can't play!"

But faced with such a powerful fighting force, Loki simply refused.