From Fist Wisdom Blade To Muscle Daming King

"Finally showed up again!"

"Do you know that I am thinking of you every moment?"

Bang!

After answering the call, the phone exploded, and a strong man with red hair flying, muscles exploding, and an aloof face stood on the street, roaring excitedly.

"This time. This time it's my turn to conquer you! Bastard"

"Please me!"

"Then I stripped him naked and hung him in the square live broadcast all over the world! Ha Jie Jie"

After ten years of hard training, my skills have advanced to the level of the Tao, and my art has become as good as the gods!

Yujiro felt that with his current "skills", he could not defeat Leng Kong in person.

"Devil's Island, here I come!"

Shaking away the remains of the mobile phone in his hand, Yujiro glanced across the street, his eyes locked on a top-notch sports car.

Bang!

Without any nonsense, his palms went straight through the car window and forced the driver out, and then drove the sports car towards the coastal port at high speed.

"My cell phone."

"My sports car."

Looking at the taillights of the car that disappeared at a rapid speed, the two innocent victims were crying without tears.

"There are actually stone statues?

"It's so stinky!"

By the time Yujiro arrived at Devil's Island by boat, dozens of world-renowned martial arts masters were already gathering on the cliffs and rocks. However, Oiton and a group of disciples (prison guards) who were originally practicing here were squeezed to the back.

Da da

At the same time, planes continued to land at high altitudes. It seemed that Tokugawa Mitsunari notified more than one of himself.

"A mere miscellaneous fish is trying to get his hands on Tianmen?

"Do you think too highly of yourself?"

As soon as Yujiro appeared on the stage, the taunts immediately filled the audience.

quiet!

But in the face of the domineering and ferocious creature, none of the martial arts masters present dared to refute.

After all, no one wants to be beaten in public.

Because Yujiro's temper has become even more violent since he was broadcast naked all over the world.

In the first three months after Leng Kong ascended, Yujiro had nowhere to vent his anger and frantically looked for someone to fight with.

Who among the martial arts masters present was not beaten three or four times by him?

Later, when he couldn't find anyone, he shamelessly tricked his son Blade Ya into starting a father-son battle.

After the war,

Yujiro, whose face was flattened by a hammer, his head deformed, his whole body broken, several pounds of blood lost, and his skin was broken as a result, insisted that he lost.

After completely venting his depression, he gave the title of the strongest creature in the world to Saber Ya, and he retreated to practice hard, vowing to open the Heavenly Gate to catch up with Leng Kong.

This made the martial arts world quiet for a few years.

"Don't say that, Yujiro."

Guo Haihuang, who had made a hundred-year agreement with Yujiro, persuaded: "There are many people and many ideas, so we can let everyone try it. What if someone can trigger the Tianmen?"

"Tch, are they okay?"

Yujiro didn't bother to say anything, and slowly walked to Guo Haihuang.

If there was anyone present who could catch his eye, it was this old immortal whose skills were close to that of a demon.

"You have nothing to lose by trying."

Guo Haihuang pushed up his small sunglasses and said thoughtfully: "Maybe it can trigger our inspiration."

"also."

Thinking that he could not open the Heavenly Gate no matter how he sensed it in the past ten years, Yujiro was disdainful, but his body stood still quite honestly.

"No one is coming, then I'll go first!"

Seeing that everyone was watching silently, the tall and tall Jack Fanma jumped out of the crowd with his titanium steel teeth and headed towards the cliff first.

Zheng!

When he approached the 100-meter area of ​​the cliff, the power of faith attached to the stone statue was triggered. The stone statue's eyes suddenly emitted a breathtaking red light, and scarlet blood mist instantly enveloped the entire cliff.

The power of faith: Domineering Blood Sea!

The domineering blood sea is the embodiment of Leng Kong's will, and the power of faith is the expression of the world's strong emotions towards Leng Kong.

Both are extensions of Leng Kong's spiritual power, so the power of faith attached to the stone statue can recreate Leng Kong's domineering blood sea.

Snapped!

Although it was just a re-enactment of the power of faith, and the pressure was not as powerful as Leng Kong's true form, Baiyi, but he was caught off guard, and Jack Fanma was instantly crushed to the ground by the pressure of the sea of ​​blood. The titanium steel teeth collided with the rocks and produced blazing sparks.

"Is this "potential"?"

"Mental pressure?"

Miyamoto Musashi was proficient in consciousness slashing and recognized the essence of the blood mist at a glance.

"You were overwhelmed by the momentum?"

"The purity is too low!"

"You still haven't made any progress after all these years?"

Seeing this scene, Yujiro looked disappointed.

This world really cannot stay any longer!

His father, Yuichiro Fanma, is a strong man with a height of 2.5 meters, and he is nearly 2 meters tall, but he is still deteriorating in his son's generation.

As the strongest clan on the surface, the new generation of Fanma Renya is only 1.7 meters tall.

And Jack Fanma is even more stunted, all catalyzed by drugs.

The purity decreases from generation to generation, and in the next generation, it may become a small pod of less than 1.5 meters.

By then, can the Fanma clan still be called the strongest fighting bloodline?

"No!"

"It's so disdainful. I won't recognize such descendants!"

The terrifying aura that had been cultivated for ten years was released. Yujiro's red hair danced wildly, and a powerful aura exploded from his body.

"I won't be crushed, no!"

Hearing Yujiro's roar, Jack Norma slowly propped up his body against the super pressure of the sea of ​​​​blood and struggled to move forward.

Kaka!

Even if his muscles collapse and his bones burst, they cannot stop his will to move forward.

In the world of blade teeth, you can underestimate the strength of martial arts masters, but you must not underestimate their fighting spirit.

Because martial artists, like combatants, are monsters whose will transcends the physical body.

Click!

Kaka

Jack Fan's horse made a cracking sound with every step and a bloody mark with each step. He clenched his titanium steel teeth and tried his best to move forward.

"Isn't this too difficult?"

"Even the monster Jack Fanma is struggling, can we really open the Heavenly Gate?"

Seeing Jack Fanma's broken bones piercing through his flesh and blood, still shaking and crawling, Yuchi Katsumi's face was gloomy.

"Why are you afraid?"

Baki's eyes were shining and he was eager to try.

"How is it possible?"

"It's okay if I couldn't sense it before, but now the opportunity is in front of us. As long as we break through, we may fly to the Heavenly Gate."

Yuchi Katsumi roared with blood: "Who would be afraid?"

"That's right!"

Kaoru Hanayama agreed: "It's just like playing a game. You may feel desperate if you can't see the blood bar, but if the blood bar appears, you have to grind it through."

"Just momentum. Can't stop me!"

The more serious the injury, the stronger the fighting spirit. Jack Fanma's bones burst out all over his body, blood covered his whole body, and his crawling speed was actually accelerating.

"Show yourself to me, Heavenly Gate!"

With a roar, Jack Fanma rushed to a position of 50 meters, and the bloodstains behind him were dazzling.

Bang!

But the next moment, his body was smashed to the ground, a circle of blood mist exploded on his body, and he was completely crushed.

"I'll pull him out. He should be able to be saved if he is sent to the hospital now."

Seeing this, Baki pointed his toes and shot his body towards the blood area.

"The pressure is really strong!"

Unlike Jack Fanma who was the first to enter and was not mentally prepared, Baki's speed slowed down after entering the blood mist area, but his steps were still intact.

Under pressure, he rushed to Jack and prepared to drag him out.

"Don't worry about it, keep going, I'll leave him to me!"

Motobu Izo took out a rope and swung it with a whip, accurately wrapped it around Jack Fanma's ankle, and then slowly dragged him out.

"Okay, let me conquer this blood mist!"

Baki's fighting spirit erupted and he rushed forward with all his might.