From Fist Wishing Blade to Muscle King Ming

Chapter 104 Real men don’t defend themselves!

Author: Nai He Nai He Tian

Chapter 104 Real men don’t defend themselves!

Rows of headlights suddenly turned on, illuminating the center of the field as bright as day.

Two figures with huge differences in body shape and height came into view.

"Is it him?"

Looking at the familiar figure in the field, Leng Kong raised his eyebrows slightly. During this period of time, he had been abused by his experience body in the pure white space.

"how?"

Tiger: "Do you know the new fighter of Nogi Group?"

"Well, a month ago, he blocked my way."

Leng Kong nodded, "I recovered very quickly. It wasn't long before I jumped into the ring again."

"So, he has been defeated by you?"

The tiger said the condensing question in a positive tone.

"Not a defeat!"

Thinking of the inhuman strength of Ouma's experience body, Leng Kong's eyes were uncertain.

"It can only be said that after destroying his brain, he wanted to destroy his body."

"Just watch. If you can't beat him later, he'll go berserk."

"Rampage?"

The tiger groaned softly, knowing that the "rage" that Leng Kong specifically named must be different from the violent state during the battle, so he was ready to take a closer look.

"Hey, Hibiki, isn't that your idol?"

Gina looked into the field and cried out in surprise.

"What idol?"

Saakura Hibiki put his face in his hands, leaning on the railing like a bird, with his eyes focused on Cosmos, not paying attention to the ring at all.

"Guan Lin!"

Gina: "Didn't you become so strong after learning his diet?"

"What, people are born with it."

As soon as he finished speaking, he happened to see Xiaoyushu looking at him in astonishment, and he immediately changed his words shyly,

"No, no, I don't eat much."

"Uh, it's over. Hibiki has fallen. There's no way to save it."

Gina and Sayaka looked at each other and rolled their eyes at the same time.

At this moment, Leng Kong's attention also stayed on the big man opposite Ouma.

Guan Linchun: a top wrestler who is not afraid of death.

Title: Hell Angel.

Martial Arts: Wrestling Skills.

Physical traits: Blood Cow!

Since the age of 15, I have been climbing ropes 40 times a day, doing 1,000 push-ups x 6 groups, squatting and standing up 20,000 times, doing arch bridge exercises for 2 hours, and the rest of the time is used for sparring practice.

When the body's nutrients cannot keep up, rice, vegetables, and meat are beaten into juice and poured into it by force.

Day after day of hell training + superhuman willpower allowed Guan Lin to develop monster-like strength and endurance.

Martial arts belief: A real man never defends himself!

Out of his love for and belief in wrestling, Guan Lin never defends himself in battle, but instead uses his body to withstand all his opponent's moves and attacks.

No matter how strong his opponent is, no matter how many times he is knocked down, he can endure it tenaciously, because performing and pleasing the audience are also very important parts of wrestling.

Another monster whose will transcends the body.

Leng Kong discovered that super willpower seemed to be almost becoming a standard feature for top fighters.

Not to mention those traps that can reach you with one punch, among the combatants I have encountered, Inaba Ryo, Yurai Rei, the Wu clan, including Ouma are all monsters whose will transcends the body.

However, after the rise of the Boxing Club, commercial competition turned into purely violent battles, leading to the rise of Japanese martial arts.

Countless strong men compete in the ring to be "the strongest", but there is no extraordinary power in this world, so warriors can only constantly surpass their own limits and transcend the shackles of the body in order to be the strongest!

"Fighters prepare."

On the court, the referee's arm has risen high.

"start!"

Alas!

The sound of the referee had just fallen, and Wang Ma's fist had hit Guan Lin's jaw, and the huge figure was beaten back.

"The whole body is flawed!"

At one blow, Wang Ma's confidence rose, and he stuck directly on his footsteps. His arms dancelessly danced, his fist fell crazy on Guan Lin like a rain.

Erhu Liu: Fuck: Water Sky: Water Swallow!

"Why does Guan Lin look so weak?"

"I've been being fierce by my opponent?"

Seeing the small universe's attention concentrated in the field, I completely ignored my fiery electric eyes, and Saocuang Lang deliberately provoked the topic.

"weak?"

"Guan Lin is not weak!"

"His way of fighting is to eat all the opponents' attacks."

Sure enough, the small universe talked.

And as soon as he finished speaking, Wang Ma's arm was caught by Guan Lin, and a flying drop.

Alas!

The cement floor was cracked, Guan Lin's heel, and the ground burst, but Wang Ma had rolled over in advance with a donkey.

"Good power!"

Seeing that Guanlin was cold, just a big pit burst into the floor, praising the sound.

The fighting method is stupid, but this is the belief of others.

Without this belief, Guan Lin cannot refine his body to a non -human level.

He wants this fruit!

The battle continued, and Wang Ma, who was just turned over, was kicked by Guan Lin again, and his body heavy hit the field of car.

"Boy, is there only this power?"

At the attack, Guan Lin did not go up to pursue, but instead stood in place and waited for Wang Ma to get up.

"Use your full strength!"

"Volume to my body!"

"Whether it is fist, weapons, or even bombs, it is obliged to take over this pain as a professional wrestler."

"So, start your performance!"

Guan Lin spread out, saying that he would use his body to pick up any attack from Wangma.

"Performance?"

"Bastard, I'm following the duel!"

Feeling that he was underestimated, Wang Ma's eyes flashed in cold light, and his footsteps rushed to Guan Lin again, and his fist quickly smashed into Guan Lin's face.

In fact, he doesn't have to worry, because Guan Lin can't flash.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

The sound of the pain of boxing to the face continued to sound, and Guan Lin really did not defense at all.

"Ah. Obviously it is a good way of self -harm."

"But why my blood is hot!"

Gina watched the bloody beating on the field, and her excited body trembled, obviously just watching, but her renal hormone was soaring from control.

"Because this is Guan Lin's charm!"

The small universe is also excited.

Alas!

Alas!

His forehead, cheeks, eyebrows, corners of the eyes, noses, mouths, jaws, blood flowers exploded on Guanlin's face.

Raising his thighs and wanting to pump Guan Lin's mouth crooked. As a result, Guan Lin just leaned over and pressed on his back with one hand, pressed his buttocks with one hand, and put his whole person in his arms.

"What?"

The body was held tightly, and his chin was on his shoulders, and Wang Ma responded to his eyes stubborn.

"Hehe. I went to me to perform."

Speaking, Guan Lin raised Wang Ma over his head with both hands.

During the moment the two of the two looked at each other, Guan Lin showed a strange expression, "Remember the kid, our wrestler's acting skills are also very good."

What's the meaning?

Wang Ma frowned, this big piece wanted to say, just playing with his fist with his face before?

But Guan Lin didn't give him time to think about it any longer. He flipped his big hand and smashed it down like a meat pie.

The inside-throwing back-crushing technique!

BANG KAKA...!

The sound of violent impact of flesh was heard, and a network-shaped crack with a diameter of 3 meters was instantly exposed on the concrete floor.

"vomit"

The hard concrete ground could not unload the force, and the huge counter-shock force instantly made Ouma's eyes turn white. His big mouth instinctively vomited blood, and his consciousness fell directly into shock.

"Ten Ghost Snake, are you okay?"

"Can I still continue to fight?"

The referee immediately rushed forward to check, but it turned out that Ouma just fell into a severe trance and fell back into a coma before the end of the game.

"Hey, everyone, get excited."

Guan Lin grabbed Wang Ma's hair with one hand, leaned his limp body on his calf, then opened his hands and shouted to the surrounding audience.

It is also one of their wrestlers' jobs to heat up the place.

"Hoo ho. Guan Lin Guan Lin!"

"Guan Lin. Guan Lin!"

The audience's emotions were instantly stirred up, and bursts of wild cheers erupted from the venue.

"hehe."

Seeing that he had heated up the situation, Guan Lin smiled with satisfaction. He leaned down, put his hands under Wang Ma's armpits and locked them in front of his chest. Then he exerted force on his waist and abdomen, and Wang Ma was pulled up like a carrot.

boom!

The body leaned back, and the back of Wang Ma's head hit the ground, and a deep hole was made in the cement surface again.

Wrestling skills: Hug the waist and throw!

"Haha. Do it again!"

Guan Lin did not let go of the king's horse, but pulled it up again.

The same movements, the same strength, the same big pit, Ouma slept peacefully.

"Guan Lin. Guan Lin"

The audience outside the venue obviously liked Guan Lin's performance and cheered enthusiastically.

"Okay, let's do it again!"

The louder the audience's voice, the more excited Guan Lin's expression becomes, because this means that his performance has been recognized by the audience.

He grabbed Ouma's hair with his left hand and lifted it up. He swung it twice with his right hand and then struck out violently.

boom!

The fist hit Ouma's face, and his body soared 720 degrees before falling limply to the ground.

"Hiss. Good. So cruel."

"But why is it so enjoyable to watch?"

Gina looked scared and her eyes glowed.

"Hiss."

Himuro Ryo looked at the huge pit on the field where Ouma had hit his neck with the back of his head, and felt a chill on the back of his neck.

Are they all monsters?

Are you sure your cervical spine won't be broken if you hit it like this?

fear!

"Kill him!"

"Guan Lin, kill him!"

Only when Guan Lin became serious about it, Wang Ma was beaten until he was unable to resist, and the unsatisfied audience began to cheer crazily.

"Haha. Okay, the battle should be over, let me end it with a drama!"

Guan Lin put Wang Ma face up on his shoulder with one hand, then locked his neck with one hand, pressed his thigh with the other hand, and continued to exert force with both hands. Wang Ma's body was instantly pulled and rattled, as if his spine was shaking in the next second.

Will be completely broken!

"Ta-ta."

Suddenly, the sound of violent heartbeats exploded on the field, and Wang Ma's body, which was held down by Guan Lin, instantly became blood red, and then he violently slapped Guan Lin on his shoulders.

The next moment, Ouma's eyes opened, and his hands that were hanging down weakly were raised fiercely.

Kaka

Accompanied by two crisp sounds of bone cracking, Wang Ma, whose body was locked, jumped off Guan Lin.

"Um?"

Guan Lin raised his little finger, his ring finger was twisted into twisted hands, "What did you do?"

"What did I do?"

The red-skinned Ouma opened his mouth, his expression as arrogant as ever, "I just paid something in advance."

"Hehe. I know this is like this."

Shaking his head coldly, Wang Ma's body is really far worse than his experience.

If you can't fight, you can drive it. What style is the enemy?

Without the tenth level of mental retardation, this operation can not be performed at all.

In the face of yourself, this is still the case when facing Guan Lin.

Knowing that the opponent is a constitutional perverted skill, is it useful to use God, is it useful?

As far as his physique, no matter how erupting, it is impossible to strengthen himself than to follow Guan Lin.

Sure enough, the cold air prediction is right.

After turning on God, the power, Wang Ma, who has greatly improved the speed, still failed to put any pressure on Guan Lin.

And this is still the case that Guan Lin is completely defensive, and he directly pits his fist with his face.

In the face of the monster constitution of Guanlin with the will of Guan Lin with the will of Guan Lin, it is completely out of use!

Facing Wang Ma, who looks like a wild beast in the state of God, Guan Lin has opened a new round of performance again.

The skull is high, the muscles are tight, and once again, get the face over and hard to get the king horse attack.

This is more than!

While bearing Wang Ma's crazy hammer, Guan Lin was still fighting with his body to attack Wang Ma step by step.

The attacker seems to be reversed with the attacker.

"This momentum is bloody!"

"hehe."

Just watching, cold air felt that his blood was ignited by Guan Lin.

Ten Ghost Snake King Horse?

He is not worth mentioning!

In the face of Wang Ma, who turned on God, Guan Lin also directly told him what real men were! Tell him with muscles and will, what is true crushing!

"Unable to endure all attacks, you can't be a real professional wrestler!"

Guan Lin stood up with the whip legs that Wang Ma slammed against his face, and stretched out his hands to grab Wang Ma's head, and then pushed his head.

Oh!

The sound of a huge collision sounded, and Wang Ma during the runaway was directly hit by more than ten meters.

In the cold sky, Wang Ma was defeated by this hit.

If Guan Lin does not need to catch it, he uses a shot, and he is stunned if he takes a shot of the cement land at will. Wang Ma's head will be fainted.

But it seems that the battle is not done as the cold air expectations.

In the continuous hardness, the two passed by, but it was Guan Lin who fell.

"Yeah! I just know that I know that Mr. Wang Ma will win! Haha."

Guan Lin fell to the ground and stood at the mountain outside the scene and jumped happily for the first time.

"Actually won by him?"

Looking at the unexpected results, frowned coldly.

At the last moment, Wang Ma actually picked up the technology again?

There is no faith, isn't it that you don't need the two tigers?

However, this is also the way Guan Lin is too careless, and it is not defensive at all. It is easy to be attacked by the opponent against the key.

Wang Maying is too clever. On pure strength, he is a lot worse than Guan Lin now.

After falling to the ground, there is a deep finger printing depression in the throat position. This is obviously attacked by the trachea, and the brain has no oxygen supply. It is automatically dizzy because of self -protection instinct.

The price of Wang Ma paid was the right hand of the right hand, the ring finger, and the tail finger was broken.

This is still on God, otherwise he can't even open the defense of Guanlin!

However, Wang Ma wins, that is to say, Na Mu got another vote, which means that the desperate competition is about to begin?

"Ha ha."

The cold empty brows opened, and there was a crazy laugh in the mouth. The hot war in the body was instantly stimulated by the tiger's hair.

"So horrible war!"

The tiger looked cold and cold, and he was more afraid of it.

As the top fighting skill in Boxing, he has reached the invisible momentum that ordinary people can't see, so he can better appreciate how terrible the war will erupt.

Its wishes rose crazy like volcanic eruption towards high altitude, as if going through the dark screen to insert the clouds.

Are the newcomers so perverted now?

"It's you!"

The cold laughter also attracted the attention of Wangma on the court. Even the referee was announced that he had no control, and his feet rushed out of the field as soon as he slipped.

Then, then

"Hehe. Is it good to learn this time?"

Cold -empty mouth laughed, "Although you can't do it, but helped me to open the carnival's curtain, I still want to thank you."

"What's the meaning?"

Wang Ma didn't care about the bloody fingers, his eyes stared at the cold air, and he couldn't wait to rush up to fight with the opponent's decisive battle.

But just now I was tiring to care about Lin Dan, and the energy consumption was a bit big. In the end, he held back.

Although he didn't want to admit it, the cold air was indeed the strongest enemy he met. In his current state, it was impossible to defeat the opponent at all.

"Then you know."

Cold empty sight is omitted by Wang Ma Wang to the center of the field.

"Um?"

Wang Ma returned along his sight, and then his pupils shrink into a small dot.

Guan Lin stood up again!

Guan Lin, who was accurately hit by three fingers at the cost, stood up again!

And it seems that except for the somewhat bruising of the face, it seems that it has not been hurt at all.

Damn, is this man a monster?

"Yes, little ghost!"

"Although I am performing, I can defeat me, your strength is also good."

Guan Lin easily pulled his fingers that he was twisted into twist, and his palms were closed twice.

alright!

The ice chamber that this constitution is looking at is a while of envy. If he has this constitution, why can't you teach cold empty?

"Guan Lin said good, Nai Mu, you dig out a good fighting skill!"

Suddenly, an old voice sounded outside, and the white -haired and white beard was originally killed in the battle, and slowly walked into the field under the guardian of the three feathers.

"Is the film chairman?"

"."

The Yuanyuan Destroyer was just a debut, so the scene was quiet and silent.

"President Shi Yuan!"

Challenge the initiator Nai Mu and the secret technique Akiyama maple, stepped forward from behind the crowd.

"You are very good, it's really good!"

"Because the old man waited for this day, it has been a long time! Haha."

Shirahara Destroyer's eyes touched Nai Mu, and his eyes were full of praise, because the blood of his old man's old man finally became hot.

Later, his eyes shifted to the back of the bald head, that is, the boss Guan Lin.

"Luye, have you decided?"

"Um!"

Bald head nodded, "President Nai Mu wins, then I will also keep the promise.

"Sure enough!"

The cold empty fist suddenly clenched, he couldn't wait to harvest! Haha.

"Very good, plus your ticket, Namu Group has met 50 praise votes to meet the condition of opening the battle to start the battle."

"Nai Mu, you are now qualified to be up with the old man! Haha."

Shibahara Kaitang's eyes were completely opened, and a thin and old body suddenly exploded a very vigorous horror.

This momentum was so overwhelming that Nogi and Akiyama Kaede, who were standing in front of him, broke into cold sweat.

If you look carefully, you can see the beautiful secretary's two long legs, which are now covered with sweat and wet.

"A man in his 90s can still feel such a terrifying sense of oppression. What an old monster!"

Sweat dripped down his chin, and Nogi complained secretly in his heart.

Then he said decisively: "Yes, I have already made up my mind. President Katahara, I will pull you down!"

"Haha. Well said, I'm getting excited!"

Katahara Mitou's eyes suddenly brightened, and he could finally feel the long-lost passion!

His white beard and white hair were dancing wildly in the windless air, and the invisible momentum coming out of his body was getting stronger and stronger.

He opened his mouth wide and roared loudly with great excitement.

"Today, as the president of the Boxing Association, I announce"

"The boxing match begins!"

"Let's fight beyond death! Haha"

Katahara Mitou's veteran hand clenched violently, and the terrifying momentum danced wildly like a volcano erupting.

"I, Katahara Mitou, welcome anyone to challenge me!"

"Send out your strongest fighter, whether he is a martial artist, a gangster, a crazy killer, or a criminal!"

"Come on, defeat the Fang of Mie Tang!"

"Beat me!"

"Ha ha."

"Haha. This old man is so passionate. It makes my heart itch even more!"

Leng Kong's grimace appeared.

I will try my best to simplify the battles that are not pig's feet, and will be more streamlined later. The inconspicuous battles will be passed directly to avoid being too watery.

(End of chapter)