From Fist Wisdom Blade To Muscle Daming King

The Wu clan is in ghosts.

When Huiliyang saw that it was Ziyin calling, a trace of depression flashed in her eyes.

He wanted Wu Leian to be fully prepared before taking on the challenge.

As a result, Leng Kong went to the mountains to practice, thus giving the Wu clan no chance to regain their position.

It has been delayed until now and there is still no challenge. Now some colleagues are spreading rumors that the Wu clan is "incompetent".

Erina is not afraid of rumors, because real gold is not afraid of fire.

As long as you are strong enough, rumors and the like can't hurt the Wu clan in the slightest.

What he was worried about was that it took too long. What if the Zong family knew about Leng Kong's existence and came to rob him?

Leng Kong is the only member of the Wu clan with a superhuman physique.

It can be said that it is the best stallion to inherit the bloodline. What if such a big treasure is snatched away by the clan?

Doesn't that make him heartbroken to death?

This is absolutely not okay!

Huiliyang quickly pressed the answer button, and her tone was not very good: "Girl Ziyin, don't tell me that you are trying to delay the call this time!"

"No, Leng Kong is back!"

Ziyin turned on the speakerphone and gave Leng Kong an expression like "Look, this old man is in a hurry."

"came back?"

Huiliyang's voice suddenly rose.

Maybe he was afraid that Leng Kong would run away again, so he quickly added, "Then determine the time for the ring. We, the Wu clan, can do it at any time!"

Ziyin held down the phone and pursed her lips towards Lengkong: "Ask how long!"

"Just tomorrow!"

Leng Kong didn’t want to wait any longer.

Ziyin: "You just came back, don't you need to adjust?"

"Need not!"

Leng Kong shook his head: "I'm in the best condition now!"

"OK!"

Ziyin made an OK gesture and let go of the microphone.

"Old Ghost Wu, look at how anxious you are, it will be tomorrow."

"Okay, let's wait for notification from the association!"

After hanging up the phone, Huiliang raised her eyebrows and immediately made another call.

Didi

"Old ghost, why are you calling me?"

The phone was connected, and a vigorous and energetic old voice came from the receiver.

"Katahara, help me draft a battle agreement immediately. The time will be tomorrow."

Facing the old friend, Huiliang didn't talk nonsense and directly stated his purpose.

"Haha. Are you following Soru-in?"

Katahara Midō, the president of the Kenyuan Association, joked: "I thought how long you could endure it!"

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up, and then inform me of the time and place for Zuo Liuyuan."

Katahara Midou: "No problem, young people are so energetic, it makes me miss the time when I competed for the president of the Boxing Club! Haha."

After decades of reigning, Quan Yuanhui was suppressed by him like a pool of stagnant water, with no one even daring to challenge him.

Standing at the highest point, without a goal to strive for, without a competitor that can match you, life is too boring.

The old-hearted Katahara Mitō feels a vague desire to tear down everything and start over, to feel the excitement again and experience the long-lost passionate desire!

"What other evil thoughts have you got?"

Eri Yang knew this old guy very well. Although Katahara Metō was a businessman, his fighting spirit was stronger than that of himself, the head of the Wu clan.

The other centenarians were already picking out coffins for themselves, but he was still thinking about how to warm his blood again.

"Haha. Just wait and see!"

Katahara Mitō smiled and hung up the phone.

He was waiting for an opportunity, or an excuse to step down and let Quan Yuan return to the Warring States Period from dominating the world.

In this way, he can compete with boxing companies and the new generation of elites.

Feel the passion of youth again! Ha ha

"Oh, this old ghost is still cheating on me."

Putting down the phone, Huiliang complained silently and looked at Wu Holis standing aside.

"How is your skill training going at Lei An?"

"I always feel like I'm still close to being successful. Lei An's temper is too fiery, and we suppressed it. Now I'm holding back a fierce anger. In addition, I didn't succeed last time, and my training efficiency is too low."

Wuhoris shook his head.

"He has never been beaten severely before, and his temper cannot be calmed down."

Huiliang's eyes narrowed, "Actually, I hope Leng Kong can beat him up this time."

Wu Huolis: "Haha. Old man, if Lei An hears what you said, I'm afraid he will go berserk on the spot."

Eriya: "How are the preparations in the medical room going?"

"Well, as you said, in the name of physical examination, the extraction of Lei'an's flesh and blood tissue to grow organs has almost been completed."

"But old man, is Leng Kong really that strong?"

Wu Huolis asked in confusion: "If it is so strong that we need to cultivate Lei An's internal organs in advance before entering the ring?"

Because the body will not reject organs grown with its own cells after transplantation, the Wu clan will only give back organs to others when they are performing extremely dangerous missions.

But it hasn’t been fought yet?

Are you going to prepare internal organs for Lei An, who has a liberation level of 100?

Is the old man a little too cautious?

"Haha. Do you know who that brat Leng Kong went to the mountains to practice with?"

"who?"

"Kuroki Gensai!"

"It's him.?"

Wu Huolis frowned instantly when he heard the name.

As a member of the Mesozoic Assassination Group, he was beaten more than once or twice by Kuroki Gensai.

"Yes, Yasha found this out from his little girlfriend."

Huiliang's mouth split open: "This kid is from the Wu clan with a superhuman physique. He may be physically stronger than Lei An. If he can practice his skills at Kuroki's place again."

"As for Lei An, who can't control his temper when a fight starts, I really don't think highly of him!"

"This is also a backup plan. Now go and notify Lei An."

"OK!"

Wu Huolis nodded and walked out the door.

Bang bang bang!

Bang bang bang!

As soon as Wu Huolis approached the training ground, he heard the sound of fierce fighting inside.

The next moment, a Wu clan member who was beaten with blood all over his head dragged out long scratches on the ground and fell at his feet.

"Asshole, do you only have this much power?"

"Too weak. Too weak!"

"Come on and fight me with someone stronger!"

"Jie Jie"

Then I heard Wu Lei'an's extremely arrogant roar.

Training is definitely not a one-on-one exercise. Usually there will be someone unlucky enough to help Wu Leian.

Then he was knocked to the ground.

Fortunately, everyone in the Wu clan is thick-skinned and can endure hardships, so they will not be beaten to death.

"Okay, Lei An, don't go crazy."

Wu Horis kicked the Wu clan who was still lying on the ground and told him to go to the infirmary. Then he turned to Wu Leian and shouted.

"Okay, you're ready to play tomorrow."

"Oh, are you sure?"

Wu Lei'an snorted coldly and frowned, "You said the same thing last time, but what happened? When I was about to tear him apart, you said you couldn't find anyone?"

"According to me, no matter what the rules of boxing are, just block the door and kill him!"

"There are so many things!"

Wu Holis: "It's different this time. The old man has already received approval from Soryuin and asked President Katahara to confirm the location and time of the arena."

"So I can let it out tomorrow?"

Wu Lei'an's mouth opened wide and his eyes glowed with scarlet blood.

"Asshole, use your blood to vent for me tomorrow! Haha."

Because of this bastard, he was imprisoned by the old man for three full months, and he had long been holding back his anger and had nowhere to vent it.