From Fist Wisdom Blade To Muscle Daming King

At 6 o'clock in the morning the next day, the cold air was awakened by the biological clock on time.

Before I even opened my eyes, the strong smell of herbs filled my nostrils, and I also felt something pressing on my chest.

When he opened his eyes, it was Zhu Mei, a little girl, sleeping on top of him.

He lowered his body to sit on the edge of the bed, leaning on his uninjured right chest. His smooth black hair was spread out, and his pink face was pressed tightly against his pectoralis major. If he looked closely, his eyes were still a little red and swollen.

Leng Kong gently picked it up, placed it in the middle of the bed, and walked out of the hut quietly.

Outside the house, Heimu was shirtless against the cold air, his hands were tied with gauze, and he had already been practicing in the titan early.

"Uncle, are you okay with your injury?"

Leng Kong fetched a basin of cold water from the water tank, took some saliva into his mouth, slurped it a few times, and then casually touched his face.

"What can happen to me?"

Kuroki glanced at Leng Kong with his peripheral vision, still holding the metal altar and punching forward.

"But you, your playing style is so crazy, sooner or later you will die by kicking yourself on the iron plate."

"crazy?"

"iron plate?"

"hehe."

Leng Kong smiled bitterly, "That's why I want to become stronger, strong enough to defeat anyone!"

What can he do?

When other people practice martial arts, they have masters who teach them step by step.

What about him?

I just learned the basics from Ryo Himuro for three months.

What can you learn in three months?

Let’s not talk about martial arts, let’s talk about hip-hop dance. How many postures can you learn in three months?

His greatest teacher is the experiential body of pure white space.

He shows no mercy at all, uses all possible means, and only wants to kill the host's experience body!

After explaining the basic theory, we started playing directly.

The use of moves, exertion of force, movement, dodge, defense, attack, etc., everything about martial arts, all depends on Leng Kong's own insights through endless pain and death.

And so far, he has only obtained two useful experience bodies. The first experience body, Himuro Ryo, was wasted by himself before he could squeeze it out.

Yu Lei Ling's method of assassinating power was not suitable for him, so he learned a thunder flash and mental tempering method.

Kuroki said before that he was too wild, and he was right.

I am originally from a wild background, and I have very little exposure to different fighting skills from different schools.

In addition, most of the combat experience comes from pure white space, which leads to the cold air combat method getting closer to the experience body.

Playing hard with people every day, only if you don’t play wildly will there be ghosts!

"By the way, who are you, kid?"

"You know the ghost body of the Wu clan, and you know the Thunderbolt Flash, but your basic stance is Jeet Kune Do."

After one round of beating, Kuroki let out a white breath, put down the jar, and sat on the dew-filled turf. At the same time, he stretched out his hand to signal Leng Kong to sit opposite.

"Who else could it be?"

"Just an ordinary person who became a monk halfway."

He was not restrained by the cold air and sat down cross-legged. Even the slightest amount of dew could be evaporated by his body temperature.

"Haha. What a liar!"

As a master of martial arts, Kuroki is very familiar with the moves of other schools. In just one battle, he had a detailed look at Leng Kong's moves.

"I am not from the Wu clan. The ghost body was accidentally triggered in the ring after I became a fighter."

Leng Kong shrugged and said casually, "As for Thunder Flash, I fought with Yu Lei Ling and learned a little bit."

"Not from the Wu clan?"

"Haha not bad!"

Hei Mu's tone became much more relaxed after hearing this answer. No wonder he saw that Leng Kong's martial arts skills were not similar to those of the Wu clan.

It turns out that he is really not from the Wu clan, so there is no need to worry, otherwise he would not be able to rob someone.

As for the ghost body, anyway, the Wu clan has been inherited for more than a thousand years. It has been such a long time that it is not incomprehensible that one or two bloodlines have leaked out in the middle.

Then he asked: "Who is your master?"

"master?"

"Does Ryo Himuro count?"

"I learned the basics of Jeet Kune Do from him for three months."

"Three months basis?"

"No wonder I think your foundation is not very solid!"

Kuroki smiled: "This can't be counted. At most, it can be regarded as an enlightenment teacher!"

As for Ice Room Ryo?

He said he hadn't heard of it. Maybe the other party hadn't debuted when he went into seclusion, but that wasn't important. What was important was that Leng Kong didn't have a master now, hehe.

"Kid, are you interested in practicing with me?"

Kuroki suddenly stood up, put his hands behind his back, raised his head slightly at 45 degrees, and looked at the rising sun.

"Practice with you?"

Leng Kong looked at the suddenly concave shape of Heimu with doubts in his eyes, what the hell?

"That's right, how about becoming the direct disciple of my strange wrist style?"

The black wooden head was raised high, and the corners of his mouth raised a slight arc.

As long as Leng Kong is willing to worship him as his teacher, with his terrifying physique, talent and will, it is only a matter of time before he surpasses himself.

Maybe it can also take the kaiju style to a whole new level.

Haha, he made a lot of money this time!

Perhaps because he felt that what he said was too explicit, he added:

"Of course, I'm not saying Jeet Kune Do isn't good."

"To be honest, Jeet Kune Do's "idea" is much higher than my Kai Wan Fyu."

"But its core theory is too high. If it is too high, it will reveal the essence of martial arts."

"The highest realm of martial arts that a martial artist may not be able to pursue throughout his life is slapped by it and placed directly in front of a beginner."

"How do you learn this?"

"It is not a good thing to first come into contact with the supreme theory of martial arts without a sufficient foundation in martial arts."

"The primitive sect spread in China is not bad, because there are enough ancient martial arts in China for it to absorb the essence, and it can also accommodate dozens of martial arts schools around the world. The disciples can lay a solid foundation for them before they even start training. ."

"But the Conceptual School spread overseas only has theories and does not have the essence of martial arts from other schools. It relies entirely on fighting with warriors from different systems to inspire and improve its own martial arts."

"It sounds simple, but to actually do it is more difficult than climbing to the sky!"

"I just don't want to waste your talent."

At the end of the sentence, Kuroki was slightly arrogant.

"Can you teach me the magic spear, the first, and the insight?"

Leng Kong's eyes were shining. It didn't matter whether he was a disciple or not. He was mainly interested in the three great mysteries of Heimu.

"The magic gun is fine. With your physical strength, it doesn't take much to enter the door frame. After polishing and polishing your spirit, you will be successful after your body and mind are unified!"

Kuroki: "But to see through it first, you need to understand it through constant actual combat."

"Then let me ask a question first. Is your strange wrist style really a single lineage?"

"Well, it is a single lineage, because only one-on-one careful teaching can cultivate the strongest person!"

"Forget it then."

Kuroki was puzzled: "What do you mean?"

"It means I don't want to interrupt your inheritance."

Leng Kong shook his head. He would leave this world sooner or later. Not to mention wasting Heimu's hard work, he might also end his family's inheritance.

This kind of thing cannot be done.

"Can't you just restrain your style of play?"

Kuroki thought Leng Kong knew that his playing style was too crazy and he would die sooner or later, so he refused.

"It's not the reason, but"

Halfway through, Leng Kong was stuck for a moment, and then he made an excuse and said, "Just pretend you don't want to be trapped by the strange wrist flow!"

"Kid, have you thought clearly?"

"There are few people in this world who are better than me!"

Hearing that he was actually rejected, Kuroki's eyes widened instantly, "Having a master to teach you and not having a master to teach you are two different things. With my advice, you will definitely avoid a lot of detours."

"If you don't mind raising another heir after teaching me, then I don't care."

Leng Kong vaccinated Heimu in advance.

But when Hei Mu’s ears heard these words, they turned into rejection again.

"Forget it if you don't want to learn. I haven't confiscated it yet, so you can train the next one."

Even though he was rejected twice in a row as a powerful martial artist, he didn't insist anymore.

"Yeah, you don't want your hard work to go to waste."

Leng Kong nodded.

Among the three mysteries, what he wanted most was not the magic spear, but the first and the most insight!

But Kuroki said that to practice these two skills, you need to understand and polish your spirit yourself, and Pure White Space can also help you do this.

If I get the Blackwood Experience Body again, it really doesn’t matter whether I become Leng Kong’s disciple or not.

He was mainly concerned that after Kuromu spent so much time on him, he just patted his butt and left, which was a bit inhumane.

"By the way, if you really want to teach me, why not try to arm-wrestle first?"

Leng Kong was ready to move. He leaned down and poked his elbow on the grass to extend an invitation to Kuroki.

Physique extraction only requires defeating the opponent, and does not require fighting.

However, after experiments, the challenge was limited to the direction of physical contact and competition. It does not mean that you can obtain the opponent's physical characteristics by making a casual bet or playing games to be stronger than your opponent.

"Haha. Comparing my strength with you?"

"I haven't lost my mind yet."

Thinking of Leng Kong's strange power, Heimu's mouth twitched and he refused directly.

"Well"

Leng Kong lightly underestimated: "Failed for free!"