From Fist Wisdom Blade To Muscle Daming King

"Kong, who is that?"

After eating something at noon and lying on the bed to recuperate, Zhu Mei tried to open her hazy eyes and asked softly.

"A scumbag with no bottom line, it's okay, you continue to sleep."

Leng Kong responded and jumped directly from the window.

"Oh"

After hearing this, Zhu Mei buried her head in the quilt again.

"Finally found you!"

"Let me see your current strength! Ah hehe"

Seeing Leng Kong land lightly, Yongjiro's "face art" was displayed, and the devil's face behind him laughed excitedly. His figure flashed in front of Leng Kong like a ghost, raised his right foot straight up, and then chopped it down fiercely,

A ghostly blow!

The speed was very fast, as fast as lightning.

The movements were simple, and the completion of the moves was at the top of the skills.

The leg axe was powerful, which had surpassed the physical limit of Baki's human body.

The three points of fast, accurate and ruthless were all available, and the power skills were perfectly integrated, proving that Yongjiro had developed both Fanma's physique and Baki's martial arts to the limit, and he deserved the title of the strongest creature on earth.

Moreover, they started fighting immediately after meeting, without giving Leng Kong any time to react.

It seems that he has been holding this grudge for a long time.

But unfortunately, in Leng Kong's eyes, no matter how fast Yongjiro moved, it was like slow motion, and every detail was visible.

"Too slow!"

Leng Kong moved casually, and his right hand disappeared in an instant. When it appeared again, it was already covering Yongjiro's excited face.

Boom!

Then he pressed down gently with his palm, and the irresistible force pressed his face. Yongjiro's whole body was deeply embedded in the ground, and dense cracks spread all around.

Puff

Scarlet blood spurted out from his seven orifices, and Yongjiro's eyes rolled back instantly, and a revolving lantern flashed in his mind.

He first met Leng Kong in a dark street in Tokyo.

At that time, he thought Leng Kong was a beauty given by God, and he was ready to sow seeds after capturing her.

But Leng Kong would rather die than surrender, and when he was untying his belt and taking off his pants, he knocked his head 90 degrees.

I thought he was dead, but I didn't expect to see him again three years later.

Finally, they met in the park, and they fought again, and Leng Kong was defeated and fled.

The third meeting was at the "Big Arena Competition" of the Chinese Martial Arts Festival.

I, Guo Haihuang, and Leng Kong fought fiercely, and for the first time, I enjoyed the supreme pleasure beyond the past.

Unfortunately, Guo Haihuang was old and weak and faked his death and left the stage, and Leng Kong was exhausted and unconscious, so I didn't get enough fun.

But... But this time, I had to pay for the unsatisfactory battle with my life.

After fighting with the primitive man, Leng Kong's strength soared, and he was able to pin me to the ground and beat me up.

And he ran away after beating me!

He ran to the sky, so that no one could find him.

In order to wash away the shame, I practiced hard for ten years!

Fortunately, God did not let me down, and Leng Kong had news again.

I forced my way through the blood sea and traveled through the world, and finally found him.

"Now die! Haha."

At the end of the revolving lantern, Yongjiro saw that he knocked Leng Kong to the ground with a leg axe, and then rode on him and beat him madly.

"Great, so great!"

"I've been waiting for this day for ten years!"

"Haha."

His eyes rolled back, his consciousness was unconscious, and the corners of Yongjiro's mouth curled up as if he was dreaming.

"Is he not dead?"

Guo Haihuang was a little worried when he saw Yongjiro's seven orifices spurting blood, but he felt relieved when he saw his inexplicably curled mouth corners.

"It's okay, he won't die."

Leng Kong stretched out his little finger and pinched a small part: "I only used less than one percent of my strength, how could I die."

"One hundred percent?"

Hearing this answer, Guo Haihuang's mouth twitched violently.

He knew the physique of the Fanma clan very well. When he fought with Yongjiro, he only scratched a few scratches on Yongjiro with his full strength.

In the past ten years, Yongjiro's physique and strength have made great progress.

If only one percent of his strength can kill Yongjiro in an instant, then he fully believes how terrifying Leng Kong can be without full strength.

"Hmm"

Leng Kong nodded: "Traveling through the other worlds, experiencing death battles, and gaining some extraordinary powers, the strength progress is faster than in a single world."

Guo Haihuang pointed to the sky: "Is it through that Heavenly Gate?"

"Yes."

Leng Kong pointed out: "If the old Haihuang also wants to travel through the heavens to gain extraordinary powers, he can register as a fighting player and challenge the gatekeeper to travel through the other world."

"Gatekeeper?"

Guo Haihuang was eager to try: "Is it strong?"

"Not strong, the gatekeeper is still the phantom of experience I left before I came to your world."

Leng Kong shook his head and felt that the gatekeeper's strength was a bit outdated.

Although the world will limits the upper limit of extraordinary power in order to prevent external forces from breaking the stability of the world, with the influx of more and more extraordinary powers, the quality of challengers is constantly updated, and it is time for the gatekeeper to update the version.

Otherwise, it seems that the quota for the Heavenly Gate shuttle is too precious.

Anyway, I don't like the power of faith, so I can transfer the power of faith of believers in all realms to the gatekeeper.

The power of faith is the extraordinary power manifested by the projection of the minds of all living beings. If you absorb it rashly, your mind may be affected by the beliefs of all living beings.

Moreover, your strength will also be affected by believers, which does not fit the path you want to take.

But the gatekeeper is the experience body left by yourself. It has no self-awareness and acts completely according to the established procedures, so there is no such problem.

Moreover, as a gatekeeper, you can also select suitable boundary breakers according to the prayers of believers to fulfill the wishes of believers and spread faith.

Issue tasks and gather faith, the best of both worlds!

At that time, the experience body will not only be a gatekeeper, but as time goes by and faith grows, it may become the way of heaven in this world!

As his thoughts raced, Leng Kong had already arranged the evolution of the experience body.

"Wandering through the heavens?"

"Of course I have to try it, haha"

Guo Haihuang looked up at the sky, his eyes full of longing as he looked at Tianmen.

"Well, I'll ask Ziyin to register you then."

"Let's go have a drink now?"

Leng Kong extended his hand to invite Guo Haihuang into the hotel. He had not forgotten that he had secretly drank Guo Haihuang's life-extending medicinal wine.

"What about Yujiro?"

Guo Haihuang pointed at Yujiro who was unconscious in the pit.

"This injury won't kill you."

Leng Kong waved his hand and didn't take it seriously at all: "Just drag it into the hotel and throw it into the room."

"You can have this."

Guo Haihuang grabbed Yujiro's ankle, used his skill to pull him out of the pit, and then dragged him directly into the hotel lobby with Leng Kong.

Let the waiter throw Yujiro casually into the suite, and the two of them spent the afternoon leisurely chatting.

By the time he returned to his room, Guo Haihuang had already roughly understood the magic of the Space-Time Gate and the risks behind it.

"Hey, where is this?"

A deep sigh sounded, and Yujiro, who had been sleeping for a long time, woke up.

"hotel!"

Hearing the sound, Guo Haihuang, who was flipping through the basic information of the Boxing Club, responded.

"hotel?"

"wrong!"

His eyes swept across the facilities in the room, and Yujiro's face with blood-red palm prints showed a look of confusion.

"Aren't I beating Leng Kong violently?"

"Why are you lying on the bed?"

"what happened?"

Recalling the last attack scene, Yujiro regarded his imagination as reality.

"just you?"

"You still want to beat up Leng Kong?"

"Yujiro, isn't there something wrong with you?"

Guo Haihuang jumped up from his chair in shock at Yujiro's nonsense.

"Is not it?"

Yujiro rolled out of bed. Ten years of obsession made him firmly believe in the illusion of beating Leng Kong violently.

"Does your face hurt?"

Guo Haihuang did not answer directly, but pointed to the palm prints on Yujiro's face with a mocking look on his face.

"It hurts!"

Yujiro touched his face. He felt hot for some reason, so he walked into the bathroom.

"What's this?"

"Why do I have such a big palm print on my face?"

The moment he saw the mirror, he shouted angrily: "What's going on?"

"who is it?"

"Who is it?"

"You actually attacked me while I was sleeping?"

"Isn't that too disdainful?"

"Yeah, my brain is really damaged."

After hearing this, Guo Haihuang shook his head speechlessly:

"No one sneaks up on you!"

"As soon as we met, you were killed by Leng Kong Palm."

"That palm print is his gift to you."

"You still want to beat up Leng Kong?"

"You really know how to dream!"

"Think about it for yourself and don't disturb me."

After saying that, Guo Haihuang stopped talking to Yujiro and focused on the information again, especially how to obtain the time travel quota.

To be honest, he now regrets sharing a private room with Yujiro.

I originally thought that when they first arrived, the two of them would team up and fight, but looking at Yujiro's current appearance, it seemed that he was really slapped in the head by Leng Kong.

"I was instantly killed by Leng Kong?"

The truth was ruthlessly exposed, the imaginary phantoms faded away, real memories emerged, and Yujiro showed a shameful expression for the first time.

What a shame!

It doesn't matter if someone kills you instantly, and it doesn't matter if someone knocks you out!

The biggest question is, does the cold air cast a shadow of fear on the body?

He was killed ruthlessly by Leng Kong, and was selectively forgotten by the brain's protective mechanism.

this.?

This is unacceptable!

"Asshole body, bastard brain, what's so scary about cold air?"

"I, Yujiro, still need you to protect and forget me?"

"Go to hell!"

After learning the truth, Yujiro exploded.

Bang bang!

Bang bang!

He slapped himself hard with both hands and hammered his body.

The principle is very simple!

If your brain is afraid, beat it until it is no longer afraid!

If the body is afraid, beat him until he is no longer afraid!

He, Yujiro, never gives up!

"Yeah, that's crazy!"

Guo Haihuang's eyelids jumped at the excitement of this scene, and he simply turned his back and kept his eyes out of sight.

"Sure enough, he is still the same familiar creature, and his temperament of conquering everything by "beating" has not changed at all!"

Leng Kong, who "saw" this scene with his super long-range perception, also shook his head speechlessly.

never mind

Mere trivial things are no longer in my eyes now, so let’s look at other changes in the world.

Leng Kong took a sip of the wine, leaned back on the pure steel reclining chair and slowly closed his eyes, and his mental perception penetrated the clouds again.

"Lord Ninja God!"

"Please save us Iga!"

"Please send down divine punishment for unfilial Jiahe!"

The desolate prayer reflected in the perception, and Leng Kong's consciousness traveled through time and space along with the power of faith, and possessed a 1:1 scale statue of the ninja god over three meters high.

"Foolish!"

"The God of Ninja is just a legend. Do you, Iga, really believe it?"

In the mental field of vision, a large number of "modern" troops armed with muskets and equipped with artillery surrounded the Iga Ninja Village. The general who was speaking was holding a musket in his left hand, a ninja sword in his right hand, and hot and cold weapons.

"That's because you, Koga, have betrayed your faith!"

Dozens of wounded Iga ninjas stood in front of them, and the women, children, old and young in the village gathered under the statue of the God of Ninja and prayed sincerely.

"Is this Iga Ninja Village?"

From the surrounding mountains, Leng Kong roughly judged the location where the consciousness descended.

"No!"

"Why does time pass so fast in this world?"

But seeing the army holding muskets, Leng Kong felt something was wrong.

Could it be that I stayed too short at the beginning, so time could not be anchored, so the flow of time was different?

Thinking that I seemed to have stayed here for only more than a month, Leng Kong probably guessed the reason.

I remember that before I left, I asked the ninja village to adhere to the principle of "one village is a country" and split the island country into hundreds of feudal states to cut off its national destiny.

Now the Western cannons are really bombarding?

Nice!

But this way, they can't be unified, otherwise it will stimulate the wolf ambitions of this beast tribe.

"Abandon your faith?"

"No, the times have changed, and ninjas must change too. We, Koga, are just following the trend of the times!"

Just when Leng Kong was happy that his plan had succeeded, the Koga general spoke again.

"Ninjas lurk in the dark and assassinate invisibly. How could the God of Ninjas be in this muscular form!"

"You can tell with your brain that the God of Ninjas we serve does not exist at all!"

When Gennosuke married Oboro, the ninjas under his command were still divided into Iga and Koga.

For hundreds of years, the two factions took their respective ninja villages as their foundations, took turns to go to Kyoto to take charge, and controlled hundreds of feudal states on the islands.

But as time passed, hundreds of years later, Leng Kong's existence became a legend.

After the first industrial revolution in the West, steam technology developed greatly.

And developed various steam equipment, including steam battleships, ready to plunder the world's wealth by force.

As the ports were blasted open by steam battleships with cannons, hundreds of feudal states fell one after another under firearms.

Iga and Koga sent out all their elite ninjas to carry out beheading assassination tactics, but they could only barely defend Kyoto.

After all, ninjas are only good at small-scale combat, and it is still too difficult to face the established legions.

And they were able to defend Kyoto because the firearms technology was not mature at that time.

But even this immature firearms made Koga jealous. In their opinion, a firearm could be equivalent to the years of hard training of ninjas, which was too convenient.

At the same time, the worldview brought by the fleet also made Koga more ambitious!

So after ceding land and paying compensation and the truce with the fleet, the Koga lineage tore down the statue of the God of Ninjas in Kyoto, abandoned the policy of one village and one country, and prepared to unify the island country and gather strength to attack the world.

But Iga was the place where Leng Kong originally lived, and the elders in the village believed in the real existence of Leng Kong, and the two factions broke up since then.

In the eyes of other feudal states, this was also a battle between the new faction (Koga) and the diehards (Iga)!

The result was not unexpected.

Koga holds a firearm in his left hand and a ninja sword in his right hand, and he also draws able-bodied men from various feudal states to form an army of ordinary people.

Iga follows the old system, with no firearms or army, only a ninja squad. After the war, it was defeated step by step, and now it has been beaten to the core of the ninja village by Koga.

Perhaps after today, the Iga lineage will be completely cut off, and Koga will gather the power of the whole country to attack the surrounding countries.

"Abandon the faith!"

"Violate the ancestral system!"

"The God of Ninja is watching in the sky!"

The slightly trembling Iga elder pointed at the leader of Koga and cursed: "You Koga will be punished by heaven!"

"The God of Ninja?"

"Call him out and let me see?"

The Koga general looked at the statue of the God of Ninja with a sneer on his face.

The statue of the God of Ninja in Kyoto was smashed by him, but the god did not come out.

So, as long as a person is fierce enough, ghosts will be afraid!

What's more, a vague legend?