From Fist Wishing Blade to Muscle King Ming

Chapter 212: Beaten until he can’t remember his name

Author: Nai He Nai He Tian

Chapter 212: Beaten until he can’t remember his name

Bang bang!

Bang bang!

Two inhuman muscle monsters, fearless of pain, stood there tirelessly and fought madly,

You punch me, I'll kick you back!

The passionate fight with punches to the flesh and bloody blows really made Leng Kong feel like his whole body was burning like crazy!

The blood boils endlessly, the body temperature rises sharply, a large amount of heat seeps out from the pores, and the perfect muscles are still full of power and beauty even if they are twisted into twists. It is like a god who cannot be looked directly at, but its twisted and deformed face makes it look like a hell drill.

The devil came out!

Bang bang!

The solid muscle layer was blasted in a large area. Oliba finally punched Leng Kong on the side of the jaw, and was slashed on the thigh by Leng Kong with a powerful blow. His body suddenly tilted.

"A little more. Give me a little more passion!"

Leng Kong Ghost's eyes burst out with red light, he roared and at the same time, his fist hit Oliba's upper jaw, directly straightening his tilted figure.

"war!"

Oliba's whole body was sweating, but under the terrifying pressure of the cold sky, his fighting spirit was crazy. He clenched his teeth and opened his eyes wide. Coupled with his desperate fighting style that ignored defense, his body withstood the attack while his big hands did not forget to obey.

Leng Kong glanced sideways,

laugh!

Powerful fingertips opened the corners of Leng Kong's mouth, bringing out a large string of blood beads.

"Almost. Almost, I can reach a pleasant climax!"

Blood enters the mouth, and the mouth is full of fishy smell. The ferocity of the irritating cold air increases sharply. The white pupils of the black eyes glow red. The palm of his hand turned into a knife and he stabbed a bloody hole in Oliba's body.

Shinkanshou: Magic Spear! (Hand Sword)

Boiling blood, surging fighting spirit, burning passion, violent rage, adrenaline hormones are soaring, and the brain is also secreting a variety of exciting hormones crazily.

All this makes the cold air so refreshing!

The long-lost "sense of life" made him feel as if he had returned to the desperate arena!

No. That’s not all!

Because Oliba's rock-hard muscles and unparalleled strength far surpass those of boxing fighters, Leng Kong's fight was more enjoyable and high-spirited than before!

The ultimate mental pleasure is superimposed with the extreme pleasure of the physical eruption, which is simply the climax!

"This won't defeat me!"

Oliba's teeth were already bleeding from his bite, but his fists were still strong and punched into the cold sky.

Zheng!

The fist hit the Ultimate Vajra Body, and there was a metallic sound,

laugh!

Then another bloody hole was dug out of the waist by the Leng Kong True Demonic Gun,

"Push harder!"

"Let my blood burn longer, let me enjoy it longer!

Leng Kong roared excitedly, pulled out the magic gun, and thrust his elbow forward to create a dark red deep dent in his upper ribs.

"Ahhh."

Oliba roared angrily,

I don't know whether it was due to the surge of adrenaline hormones or because he was too resistant to pain. He was hit hard continuously, as if he couldn't feel the pain at all. He withstood the cold air attack, and raised his thick black arms high to hit the cold air.

Tian Ling Gai,

"If your skills were better, I would definitely be more happy! Ahaha"

Leng Kong's big mouth stretched to the extreme limit on both sides, and the corners of the already scratched mouth were torn open several inches again, and his ferocious smile became even more terrifying.

Oliba's techniques are too simple, and they are all brute force pressing moves. There are just a few attack routines, so don't be too easy to see through them.

After three years of hard training, Leng Kong has mastered the four majors of the Erhu style, the pre-reading skills, the extreme control of distance with the floating cloud immortal technique, and the fist fighting skills that have become the instinct of the body.

Even against Oriba, who only relied on pure muscles to fight, he was at a disadvantage.

Oliba himself knows this very well, but there is no way. Leng Kong's physique is also at a monster level, and his skills are not as good as others. He can't beat him with other playing methods, so he can only fight hard!

"You're not as fast as me, but you still dare to make such a big move?"

His eyes glanced at Oliba's huge arm raised high, Leng Kong smiled ferociously, and stabbed with a knife in his left hand at high speed,

laugh!

Blood flowers bloomed, and half of his palm was inserted into the muscle layer of Oliba's forearm,

"drink!"

Oliba roared loudly, his eyes widened, and his left hand, which was also raised high, dropped rapidly with a loud sound of wind, directly calling Leng Kong's ear,

"I told you, you are too slow!"

Leng Kong's black hair danced wildly, the magic gun came out again, and half of his forearm was penetrated again. A large amount of blood dripped down the length of Leng Kong's forearm and along the edge of his elbow.

"Hoho. Poof!"

With both hands held by Leng Kong, Oliba was not surprised but overjoyed. He opened his mouth and spit out a large stream of blood towards Leng Kong's face.

Combat Skill: Cover your eyes with blood!

At the same time, the head is tilted back to accumulate strength, preparing to use a powerful headbutt.

This was his tactic, using self-mutilation to restrain Leng Kong's hands. Although it was only for a moment, it was enough for him to unleash his headbutt for a real head-on confrontation.

Otherwise, he really has no hope of victory.

Because his skills are not as good as others, when he is hit, he often resists several times before returning a blow. In the end, he is blocked by Leng Kong Fusion's four large exploding muscles.

If you continue like this, you will definitely die, so you might as well just fight it off!

Headbutt?

His face was sprayed from the front by a large amount of blood, and his vision was instantly red. However, Leng Kong didn't even blink his eyelids. The terrifying ghost eyes even revealed a frightening light under the scarlet blood. He laughed ferociously, and his head was in the same state.

Extremely backward.

Headbutt yourself?

Don’t you know that the hardest part of your body is your skull? Jie Jie

Boom!

A huge explosion sounded like thunder from the sky, and a large amount of white air waves exploded from the point of collision of the head.

The greater the combined strength of Leng Kong and Oliba, the more powerful the impact will be.

At the moment of the collision, the brain tissue shook violently under the terrifying force of the shock. Leng Kong felt a faint sound and fell into a trance. At the same time, blood overflowed from the seven orifices at an extremely fast speed.

But Oliba was even worse than him, because Leng Kong heard the sound of his skull cracking before he fell into a trance, and the blood did not spill out, but shot out from the seven orifices. He looked really miserable.

Although his brain was still in a trance, Leng Kongqi's fighting instinct of dying hundreds of times made him continue to attack continuously.

His hands quickly pulled out Oliba's forearms and stabbed straight into his chest and abdomen.

laugh!

laugh!

Two flesh-piercing sounds exploded in succession, blood and water splashed,

At the same time, because Oliba was in a dizzy state and could not tighten her muscles, the penetration was particularly deep this time.

Leng Kong's right hand penetrated from the center of his chest, his fingertips broke through the flesh and blood and almost reached his cervical vertebrae. His left hand went deep into his abdomen, cutting his intestines into several sections.

If it weren't for the resistance exerted by his thumbs, Leng Kong believed that these two magic spears could penetrate Oliba's body.

"vomit poof poof"

However, the terrifying crisis of imminent death also instantly pulled Oliba out of consciousness, but Leng Kong did not give him a chance to react.

The magic gun was drawn out, and the left hand was held up to hit his chin. The right hand was raised like lightning and hit his forehead, middle, and chin three times in a row.

Cong Yun three consecutive times!

"who I am?"

"Where is this?"

"What am I doing?"

Oliba, who had just recovered from dizziness, suddenly fell into a trance again after his head suffered another violent shock, and three consecutive philosophical questions flashed through his mind.

(End of chapter)