From Fist Wishing Blade to Muscle King Ming

Chapter 101 The first time the Emperor of the Shanxia Emperor!

Author: Nai He Heaven

Chapter 101 The first time the Emperor of the Shanxia Emperor!

"suck"

The first time the eyes are opened, cold empty is inhaling in large mouths.

Needless to doubt, he was killed by the master Wang Ma again.

The master -level martial arts match the "God" that maintains the optimal power level. The cold empty feels that this king and horse experience is stronger than black wood!

It is so strong that it can completely ignore the huge physical gap between the two sides!

Opening the peak King Kong type in the state of God can allow him to catch his horror and strange power slightly, and then control the reversal force. The four major combinations take turns.

During the cold empty time, it was really miserable.

Of course he is also happy.

Because Wang Ma is still such a comprehensive experience in his first technology he obtained, his genre is a number of martial arts masters combined with many martial arts essences forging.

There are too many things that can be learned.

Therefore, during this time, the cold empty is basically in the backyard and never went out.

In addition to fighting Wangma's experience in pure white space every day, you can use your heart to experience the movement of the move. After coming out, you need to spend a lot of time to get familiar with the four major types of follow -up.

The so -called recruitment is self -contained, and the actual combat can not allow him to fluct in the two tigers into his own martial arts nutrients.

Only by continuous practice and the formation of muscle instincts, can it be considered a real integration.

In addition to the two tiger flow, the cold empty time also squeezed out the time to let Yu Lei zog to dying himself, and continue to cultivate King Kong's body (Thunder Trial).

And the meditation time must not be less, otherwise the death of death cannot be removed.

At the same time, start "Ultimate Ghosts" from time to time to quickly adapt to the body that suddenly increases, and then enhance your control.

After the cold air found that Wang Ma's experience, his time was not enough.

Time passed quickly in his crazy cultivation.

After more than a month, the spirit of the spirit of the spirit was finally discharged.

But this time the photo in his hand was replaced by Kings Komada.

Although the beatings did not extinguish his war, it also made him convert the tactics. He decided to try other people first, and then turned cold air on the ring.

In order to qualify for the technician, Wang Ma was in the depths of the roadside and alleys to block the muscles named Ren Wang.

At the same time, a thin and weak four -eyed old -eyed, inadvertently glanced in, and drilled in secretly under curiosity drive.

"You are the king of the fighting artist of Namu Group, Komata?"

The body has just recovered, Wang Ma is boundless, and his eyes are sharply looking at the huge muscular man in his body.

"Come, do one!"

"Um?"

Ren Wangjutian hugged his hands and looked at the young man with a shorter head than himself and his shape, and his body was not half of his big black hair, his eyes contempt.

"Just look at the physical gap, you know that I am better than you, find me to do the frame, are you crazy?"

"Uncle Kamoto? Haha"

Wang Ma smiled madly, "Don't talk about laughing a big piece, attack it with your full strength!"

He was beaten by cold air, and he felt that he had nowhere to get angry, otherwise how could he not wait to stop the king of Ren Ren?

"court death!"

Komata waved his fists, and the four old eyes hiding on the side stunned.

How is it possible, how could this young man play such a strong monster?

But the real war is far more than the old man who predicts that Wang Ma just avoided the king hammer just on the side of his body. At the same time, his fist was printed on the face of the king, and the blood that hit him was sprayed wildly.

"Now you know who is the strong one?"

With one successful blow, Ouma's confidence returned after being beaten violently by Leng Kong.

"asshole!"

The benevolent king rises violently.

"ah!"

Then he was kicked in the face by Ouma, and his body was instantly knocked sideways. Then he bullied himself and punched Nioh in the face again.

Blood flowers bloom!

"Asshole, you're dead!"

Nioh's muscles bulged, his right arm was thrown back to accumulate strength, and in the next moment he aimed at Ouma's head and slammed it down.

"Useless struggle"

Ouma's eyes were disdainful, his palm accurately landed on Niou's wrist, and then he twisted it gently.

Erhu style: Cao style: Liu!

Nioh's strength was completely knocked back by it.

Kaka

There were two crisp sounds, and Nioh's elbow and shoulder joints were instantly dislocated, and his entire arm was immediately unable to lift.

"Too weak!"

Ouma's backspin kick hit Niou's face again, and the next second this muscle was lying in the blood oozing from itself, unable to breathe.

"Leng Kong, wait for me, I will show you my true strength in the ring!"

After losing his role, Ouma regained his confidence and felt that he was capable again.

Last time, I made a mistake and was attacked by Leng Kong's muscle monster. I didn't have time to release my strength after being kicked by Leng Kong. My explosive force was not strong enough, so I lost.

Otherwise, just by using technology, that muscle monster would definitely be beaten down by me just like this muscle monster!

After all, muscle monsters are synonymous with slow movements and extremely slow reactions.

After thinking about it, Ouma swept his clothes without a trace of blood and returned to the alley to leave. On the way, he saw an old man with four eyes hiding in the corner.

The old man instantly stopped straightening his waist and assumed a standard standing posture with his violently trembling body.

Seeing that Ouma was about to walk out of the alley, the old man, who had faced violence at close range for the first time, didn't know where he could muster the courage, and shouted in a trembling voice:

"That one"

"Please tell me your name!!!"

"Ten Ghost Snake King Horse!"

Wang Ma turned around, his voice cold.

"Ten Ten Ghost Snake King and King Ma, the name sounds so strong!"

Just thinking about it, the old man was also stammering.

"And you?"

"My name is Mr. Yamashita!"

The old man shouted with the loudest voice in his life.

"Yamashita, right?"

"Do you also want to fight with me?"

The head of the Ten Ghost Snake King's horse looked back, murderous intent bursting out.

"Hiss."

For the first time in his life, he was shrouded in terror and murderous intent. Yamashita's legs trembled and he broke into a cold sweat. He looked at Ouma in extreme horror, his eyes trembling.

This. This sense of oppression!

He. Is he serious?

Oh, no.

I can't breathe

Okay. I seem to be speechless.

no

You absolutely can't do this. If you don't speak up, you may really be killed!!!

"No no!"

Yamashita used all his strength to squeeze out two words under Ouma's murderous pressure.

"Is that so?"

"That's a shame!"

The Ten Ghost Snake King turned his head back and walked away.

He is going to Nogi Group to officially change his job.

"call"

Yamashita's body seemed to have been drained of all his strength, and his body was extremely exhausted and he was leaning against the wall.

But the next moment, as if being chased by a huge terror, he rushed out of the alley crazily, and then turned to the brothel.

Because of fear, Mr. Yamashita, a good man who had been isolated from eating, drinking, prostitution and gambling until he was 56 years old, spent money to indulge for the first time in his life.

The next day, Mr. Yamashita, whose body was hollowed out, appeared in Nogi's office tremblingly.

Standing upright and looking at Nogi sitting behind the desk, Kazuo expressed his confusion.

No way?

I am just a member of a branch company, and it was my first time to go to a brothel last night. I didn’t need to be called to the office of the head office, right?

Fortunately, it wasn't what he thought.

Nogi just asked him to take care of the new fighters.

And this fighter is none other than the Ten Ghost Snake King Ma who successfully changed his profession!

"Hayi!"

Yamashita made a standard 90-degree bow, took away his confusion and followed Ouma out.

"Can you really trust them?"

"Former fighter Komada may have been injured by the Ten Ghost Snakes."

After the two left, a blond beauty wearing glasses and with a perfect figure that even the strict uniform could not hide handed Nogi a cup of coffee.

"What does it matter?"

"He is better than Komada, so I will hire him."

"As for him deliberately replacing Komada's position as a fighter, what is the purpose of entering the boxing? Is it important?"

"Whoever has a bigger fist is the strongest!"

"Isn't this the true meaning of the Boxing Club?"

He put Nogi's cigar in his mouth, took a long puff, and thick smoke spurted out, his eyes twinkling.

He is ready to challenge that invincible old man Katahara!

Are you still afraid that your combatants are too strong?

(End of chapter)