From Fist Wishing Blade to Muscle King Ming

Chapter 43 Ghost Boy!

Author: Nai He Nai He Tian

Chapter 43 Ghost Boy!

"Where is this going?"

Seeing the driver driving the car further and further into the distance, Saakura Hibiki leaned on the car window and looked left and right. Next to her, Gina and Ayaka were sitting.

After the three little ones decided to accept Himuro Ryo as their disciple, they heard that Ryo Himuro was going to fight an assassin and ran over to them, saying that they wanted to experience the life of a fighter in advance.

"Suburban bomb shelter."

Koizumi-chan, who was sitting in the passenger seat, replied.

"Although the Boxing Club is an open secret among the middle and high-level people, it is still an underground boxing match after all, so the ring is usually located in an abandoned and remote location."

"Leng Jun, are your injuries really okay?"

Zhu Mei leaned against Leng Kong and rubbed the bridge of his nose with her little hand: "Your nose bone was broken by Yuri not long ago. How can it be cured so soon?"

"Well, it's been fine for a long time."

Leng Kong's big hand covered Zhu Mei's palm and pinched it in his own.

He also felt that his healing speed was abnormal. For a fracture like this, it would have taken Ryo Himuro at least two to three months, but it took him less than a week for his bones to completely heal.

Not to mention the previous one, when the ghost body of the Wu clan was fused, the cells and genes were reshaped, and the injury was cured by the way.

After the last battle with Julius, I really felt it. The more I ate and the more energy I absorbed, the faster my body recovered, and there was no hidden injury at all.

This is not something that Sagura Hibiki's physical characteristics of "eating and drinking like crazy" can achieve.

The real source should still be the "Man of Steel" created by Jie Xiongming.

The body created by Jie Xiongming is known as a perfect physique!

Since it is perfect, there is no such thing as hidden injury.

Coupled with the crazy energy intake of "eating and drinking", it is understandable that such a recovery speed can be achieved.

Leng Kong felt that he had really earned a fortune by being the first to copy the "Man of Steel" created by Jian Xiongming.

Because except for this steel body that can carry many magical powers and allow him to perfectly copy and integrate many other physical characteristics, there may not be another one in the world.

After getting off the car and walking through the dark tunnel, a brightly lit underground space the size of a football field appeared in everyone's sight.

"coming."

"Here we come, the man who can put an end to the ghosts of the Wu clan has appeared!"

As soon as Leng Kong's huge figure appeared, the place instantly became lively.

"Last time, he made me a lot of money."

A fitness man whose upper body muscles were bursting but whose calves were as numb as a stick, and who was not in good shape, waved his betting cards and made an excited sound.

Leng Kong plays against Wu Lianyi. Because the Wu clan is so famous, Leng Kong's odds are very high.

While everyone else was frightened by the name of the Wu clan and started betting on Wu Lian, the fitness man fell in love with Leng Kong at first sight.

Because he can never build those muscles.

It doesn’t matter whether it can be beaten or not, the key is beauty!

"Then how much did you press this time?"

Others said with some excitement.

"Last time I suppressed too little, this time of course I risked my fortune, and my wife was suppressed by me in Kabukicho Ichiban Street!"

The fitness man looked at Leng Jun's perfect muscle groups with feverish eyes and trembling calves.

What are women compared to muscles?

If he wins this time, he will have enough money to buy protein powder and steroids. His pecs will definitely expand to another dimension. By then, he will be the most beautiful kid in the gym!

"Uh, there's something wrong with my skull!"

Others slowly moved away.

"Isn't anyone here yet?"

Leng Kong walked to the middle of the field and didn't see the fighter, so he looked up at the referee.

"I am here!"

An undead suddenly emerged from the shadows. No, it was a child? A teenager? A young man?

Leng Kong found that he could not see the age of the visitor at all.

He has a skinny build and a cold temperament. He is only a little over 1.5 meters tall. He lies on all fours on the ground. His long, messy black hair extends to the ground, completely covering his body.

Although the exposed limbs are all lean meat, it shows that he is thin but also has muscles.

Is this Inabata, who is known as the "Dark Undead" in the dark world?

Inabata: Dark Undead!

Boxing Wish Record: None.

Physical characteristics: Black hair!

Martial Arts: Inaba Ryu!

The attributes are too simple and the stature is too short, right?

Isn't the size difference a bit big when fighting against yourself?

Inabata, who was already short and thin, was half-crouched on the ground, which made him look even smaller compared to the huge figure of Sora Retsu.

With such a small body, if he punches the opponent, he will probably fall apart, right?

"Are you serious?"

Leng Kong looked at Inabata who was squatting on the ground and was no higher than his knees. What the hell is the physical attribute "black hair"?

Just in this attribute panel, the interest in cold air has dropped a lot.

Let’s take a look at the merits of Inaba-ryu martial arts.

You have to choose one between experience body and physical characteristics, and you still have to compare them.

"certainly!"

Inabata lifted the hair covering her face like Sadako, revealing the pale face underneath.

"Wu Lian is just a kid from the Wu clan."

"If we don't fight you now, we will have no chance when the big ghosts of the Wu clan find you."

Although the boss Sukizo Kuada says that assassins are no longer needed in today's world, he treats him as a friend.

But Inaba Ryo also wants to prove his school before the end of the era, and Mikai Rei must have thought the same way.

"Then start!"

"Let me see what the dark undead can do!"

"Don't let me down!

Leng Kong opened his mouth and grinned ferociously: "Otherwise, you will die!"

Although the excitement is not high, as soon as you step onto the ring, your blood will automatically heat up! Oh, haha.

"preparation!"

The referee's arm dropped: "Start!"

call out!

As soon as the referee's voice fell, Inabata quickly slid his toes and appeared behind Leng Kong, and then punched Leng Kong in the waist.

"That's it?"

Leng Kong frowned as he looked at Inabata, who had already retreated several meters away from him after a single strike.

The speed is very fast, but the strength is not even qualified to cause Leng Kong to feel pain.

"If you only have this strength, I can say that you are dead!"

"strength?"

"Haha. You will see it."

As Inabata spoke, his body moved very quickly like a ghost, and he swung his fists from all corners to hit various parts of Leng Kong's body.

"The footwork is very flexible, the movement is very sensitive, and the skills are very proficient, but the problem is that your strength is too small."

Leng Kong ignored Inabata's attack and raised his thigh to strike his figure like a giant axe.

At the moment when his body was about to be hit, Inaba's figure turned sideways at a very high speed, assuming a shape that was completely contrary to the human body's structure.

boom!

A large crater was opened in the ground.

A strand of black hair got wrapped around Leng Kong's ankle at some unknown time.

"Don't underestimate me, bastard!"

Inabata shook his head and used Leng Kong's own strength to pull Leng Kong forward.

How many lives do you think his dark undead harvested?

When had you ever been underestimated like this?

"Start the death harvest now!"

Inabata moved back on his hands and knees, with scattered black hair completely covering his body. His half-crouched body looked like a spider hunting prey. The deadly murderous intent contained in his career as a killer overflowed from the center of the spider web.

"Oh haha, is there any surprise?"

"I just said, how can the assassination style not have one or two trump cards?

"Come on, fuck me!"

"Don't let the battle end before my blood gets warmed up, haha."

Leng Kong squatted slightly on his horse and became more interested.

There is one more chapter, probably at two o'clock, I'll read it tomorrow

(End of chapter)