From Fist Wishing Blade to Muscle King Ming

Chapter 198 It’s not your turn yet, get in line first!

Author: Nai He Nai He Tian

Chapter 198 It’s not your turn yet, get in line first!

The next day, at 9 o'clock in the morning,

"Master Kong, we're here."

The hotel parking boy parked the VIP car on the road in front of the Shenxinhui headquarters building, then looked back at Leng Kong.

"Well, that's troublesome."

Leng Kong nodded slightly, wore a pure black suit, pushed the door open and got out of the car.

"ah!"

Just as the soles of his feet touched the ground, a cry of surprise sounded from inside the building.

Although he couldn't see it, Leng Kong could tell from the voice that the other party seemed to be shocked?

"Master, what's wrong?"

Seeing that Shibukawa was so angry, he suddenly screamed, and then knelt down on one knee. Yuchi Doppo, who was standing with him, was stunned.

"Really. A monster is really coming!"

Seeing the illusion of blood and energy that suddenly appeared, Shikawa put his hands on the ground angrily, trying to stabilize his body. His eyes were looking straight in the direction of the door. As the cold air approached step by step, the endless blood and energy moved towards him like a huge wave.

The Shenxinhui building rushed towards me.

Its terrifying power made Shibukawa Goji feel like the monster Yujiro had appeared.

"If it wasn't a monster, why would I inform you specifically?"

Because Yuchi Katsuki blew the cold sky into a complex of Shibukawa and Hanashan, Yuchi Doppo specially invited Shibukawa Goki, who had defeated him, to come and have a look.

squeak

The door opened, and the terrifying torrent of blood energy that only Shibukawa Gangqi could see instantly flooded the entire building. He forced himself to sit down tremblingly, his palms already covered in cold sweat.

"Oh, there are quite a lot of people!"

Walking into the hall, Leng Kong glanced at it. There were at least a hundred people inside, but

But there were only a few people who made his eyes pause slightly. The others, including Katsuki Yuchi who came to watch the battle even in a wheelchair, were ignored.

Needless to say, the first one is the young uncle Hanayama Kaoru. With his mountain-like figure, he stands out among the crowd.

Seeing him, Leng Kong remembered that he used to recognize people by their appearance and call him "brother", and the corner of his mouth twitched.

This is fate!

The second one is bald, one-eyed, muscular, and full of fighting spirit.

Foolishly alone, a master of practical karate.

Title: God of War!

Martial Arts: Yuchi-ryu Karate.

Secret meaning: Bodhisattva Boxing.

Physical characteristics: None.

The third one is short and thin, with black hair that is still black except for the top, and the sides are completely white, but his eyes are particularly bright.

Shichuan Gangqi is the highest peak of modern martial arts and a master of Aikido.

Title: Martial Saint!

Martial Arts: Shibukawa-ryu Aiki Jujutsu!

Mystery: Handshake Magic, the Ultimate Body Protection Technique!

Physical characteristics: None.

The latter two both exude a master temperament that is much stronger than Uncle Kuroki, but

But the two shining "nothings" instantly dampened Leng Kongyan's interest.

"It's really you!"

Bang!

While Leng Kong was still checking the attribute panel, he recognized that he was really the exhibitionist who beat him three years ago. Huashan's muscles instantly bulged, and the new clothes he had just changed into exploded into rags again.

"Oh it's you!"

Leng Kong nodded in an extremely perfunctory manner. He was really not interested in people who had harvested them before.

"asshole!"

Seeing Leng Kong ignoring him like this, the veins on Huashan's head suddenly popped out, and he rushed over with his fist raised high.

"Still no clue?"

Leng Kong raised his eyelids and discovered that Huashan's current fighting style is still exactly the same as three years ago. It is true that he has no skills at all like the rumors!

But like this, it’s hard not to see through it!

With his feet still and his upper body slightly sideways, he dodged Huashan's boxing at the extreme distance. At the same time, he put his right hand on his wrist and loosened it, changing the direction of the force. Huashan instantly flew back against Leng Kong's body at a high speed.

Bang bang!

"Ahh.ah."

"Ahh.ah."

Chaotic noises were heard, and more than a dozen Shenxinhui disciples were knocked to the ground by Huashan, with cries of pain rising one after another.

"Ancient jutsu?"

Seeing Leng Kong's body motionless, he threw the flower mountain away. Shikawa Goshu's eyes instantly lit up when he was watching from the side. This technique was very similar to his Aikido!

"Asshole, I'll kill you!"

The disciples of Shenxinhui were hit and their heads were bruised and bleeding, but Huashan himself was fine. He got up and started to act recklessly with his fists in hand.

"Huashan, don't be offside, I am his opponent now!"

The one-eyed man flashed in front of Huashan, blocking his path with his body, and stared straight into the cold sky.

"I heard from Katsuki yesterday that he met a monster."

"Haha. I was so excited that I didn't sleep all night!"

"Yeah?"

Leng Kong ignored Huashan, who was blocked behind him by Dubupo but was still staring at him fiercely. His eyes swept over Dubu and Shichuan.

"But I feel that being famous is not as good as meeting me!"

Damn, these two people have different titles than the other. They are either gods or saints. But in the end, they don’t even have any characteristics. What’s going on?

"Young people, don't be too crazy!"

Yudi Dobu raised his arms and said, "Back off!"

"Yes, curator!"

All the disciples immediately retreated and cleared a large area of ​​the field.

Tsk, is it Tengdi?

Leng Kong rolled his eyes. Just now, he almost thought that he was stupid enough to say: Back off, you are pretending to be a master!

"Come on, let me see if you are really as perverted as Katsumi says."

Yu Di Dubu raises his right hand high above his head, presses his left hand down across the span, and assumes the Heaven and Earth pose!

"OK!"

Leng Kong opened his lips slightly, and as soon as the word "good" came out, only a spiral pattern was left on the spot. When the word "ah" was spoken, the person had already appeared in front of Yuchi Dupo.

"So fast!"

Yu Di Duibu's raised right hand moved down instantly, and his lowered left hand also lifted up at the same time.

"It's still too slow!"

Leng Kong's right palm was clearly still some distance away from Yuchi Dupo's body, but at the moment when his attack landed, his wrist suddenly stretched out and hit his chest first.

No, this strength?

As soon as the force reaches his body, Yuchi Dubu feels his chest muscles twisting crazily. He relaxes his body instantly and spins along with the flow of force, flying out like a windmill.

"Only one came face to face."

"Director, were you beaten away?"

When the disciples of the Shenxinhui saw this scene, they expressed that they could not accept it.

"God of War, that's it?"

Leng Kong looked at the Shenxinhui disciple who was hit to pieces again, and complained speechlessly.

Although he is a bit faster and his attack method is a bit weird, but being blown away by him with just one blow, isn't the title of God of War too empty?

"Ahem."

Yudi Dobu coughed up two mouthfuls of blood, got up from the crowd of fallen people, and looked at Leng Kong, "Don't get too complacent, kid, the battle has just begun!"

At the same time, I secretly yelled, what kind of monster is this kid?

Even if the speed is faster than the naked eye can detect, the limbs can actually suddenly extend?

Is this still a human being?

In the first battle, who can defend against such an attack?

"so."

The huge spiral pattern blooming on the upper body of Lengkong Doandian foolishly asked: "God of War, are you okay?"

"A martial artist's battle is life or death, how can you say no?"

Afraid that Leng Kong would ignore him like he ignored Ji Ji, he foolishly yelled out loud.

I specially called Master Shichuan to watch. If he suffered such insult, he might as well die.

(End of chapter)