From Fist Wishing Blade to Muscle King Ming

Chapter 101 Emperor Yamashita's First Time!
"Suck"

The first time he opened his eyes, Leng Kong took a big breath.

There is no doubt that he was killed by the master Wang Ma again.

The master-level martial arts is matched with "relying on God" at the optimal level of power. Leng Kong feels that this Wangma experience body is stronger than Kuroki!
The kind that is so strong that it can completely ignore the huge physical gap between the two sides!

Turning on the peak-level King Kong type in the state of God, allows him to slightly catch his own terrifying power, and then control the twisting force, and the four large and various combinations take turns.

Leng Kong was really miserable during this period of time.

Of course he also enjoyed it.

Because Wang Ma is the first experience body he has obtained such a comprehensive technique, and his genre is forged by many martial arts masters combined with many martial arts essences.

There is so much to learn.

So during this period of time, Leng Kong basically stayed in the backyard and never went out, frantically absorbing the four essences of Erhuliu to enrich himself.

In addition to fighting against the Wangma experience body in the pure white space every day, feeling the power of the moves with heart, and spending a lot of time after coming out to get familiar with and calibrate the completion of the four major moves.

The so-called self-improvement by recruiting thousands of times to become a god, just actual combat can't let him turn the two tigers into his own martial arts nutrients.

Only by practicing continuously until the formation of muscular instincts can it be considered a true fusion.

In addition to Erhuliu, Leng Kong has to find time to let Yu Leiling beat himself to the brink of death, and continue to practice the indestructible body of King Kong (Thor's trial).

And the meditation time should not be short, otherwise the impression of death on the mind will not be eliminated.

At the same time, it is necessary to turn on the "ultimate ghost body" from time to time to allow the body to quickly adapt to the sudden surge in strength, and then enhance its control.

Leng Kong found out that after getting Ouma's experience body, he suddenly ran out of time.

Time passed quickly during his crazy cultivation.

After more than a month, Ouma, a small spiritual worker, was finally discharged from the hospital.

But this time the photo in his hand was replaced by Nioh Komata.

Although the severe beating didn't dampen his fighting spirit, it also made him change his tactics. He decided to try others first, and then turn over in the ring.

In order to qualify as a fighter, Ouma blocked a muscular man named Nio in the depths of the roadside alley.

At the same time, a thin and frail old man with four eyes sneaked in, driven by curiosity, with a casual glance.

"You are Nioh, the fighter of the Nogi Group, Komata?"

Just after his body recovered, Ouma went crazy again, staring sharply at the muscular man who was much bigger than himself,
"Come on, let's fight!"

"Ok?"

Nioh Komata clasped his hands together, looking at the black-haired young man who was a head shorter than himself and not half his size, with contempt in his eyes.

"Just looking at the difference in physique, you can tell that I am stronger than you. If you want to fight with me, are you crazy?"

"You are better than me? Haha"

Ouma laughed wildly, "Stop joking about the big guy, attack with all your strength!"

After being severely beaten by Leng Kong, he felt that he had nowhere to vent his anger, otherwise why would he come to block King Ren so impatiently?
"court death!"

Komata swung his big fist, and the eyes of the four-eyed old man who was hiding aside popped out.

How is it possible, how could this young man beat such an inhuman monster?

But the real battle situation was far beyond the four-eyed old man's expectations. Ouma avoided Nioh's hammer with only a slight side of his body, and at the same time his fist was printed on Nioh's face, spurting blood from his blow.

"Now you know who is the strong one?"

With one hit, Ouma's self-confidence of being beaten by Leng Kong returned.

"asshole!"

King Ren violently rises.

"what!"

Then he was kicked on the face by Ouma, his body was instantly twisted, and then he bullied himself and punched Nio in the face.

Blood blossoms!
"Bastard, you are dead!"

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

"Useless struggle"

Wang Ma's eyes were disdainful, and the palm landed on Nio's wrist accurately, and then twisted slightly,
Two tigers flow: Cao flow: Liu!

Nioh's strength was completely countered by it.

Click
Two crisp sounds erupted, and Nio's elbow and shoulder joints were instantly dislocated, and his whole arm was immediately unable to lift up.

"too weak!"

Wang Ma's backspin kick was imprinted on Nio's face again, and this muscle was lying in the blood seeping out of him in the next second, unable to breathe.

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

Painful and self-confident, Ouma felt that he was doing well again.

The last time he made a mistake, and then he was attacked by the muscular monster Leng Kong. He kicked his body and didn't have time to release his strength.

Otherwise, just using technique, that muscular monster will definitely be beaten to the ground as easily as this muscle monster!

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

After thinking about it, Ouma swept his clothes that were not stained with blood, and returned to the alley to leave. Halfway, he met a four-eyed old man hiding in a corner.

The old man stopped straight in an instant, and posed a standard upright posture with his violently trembling body.

Seeing that Ouma was about to walk out of the alley, the old man, who was facing violence at close range for the first time, didn't know where he mustered up the courage, and shouted tremblingly:
"that that"

"Please tell me your name!!!"

"Ten Ghost Snake King Horse!"

Ouma turned his head, his voice was cold.

"Ten Ten Ghost Snake King King Horse, just listen to the name!"

Just meditating, the old man also stuttered.

"What about you?"

"My name is Yamashita Fu!"

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

"Yamashita, right?"

"You want to fight me too?"

The Ten Ghost Snake King Ma looked behind his head, bursting out with murderous aura.

"Fizz."

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

This... This sense of oppression!

He. Is he serious?
oh no
i can't breathe
OK. I can't seem to speak anymore.
No way
Absolutely not like this, if you don't speak again, you may really be killed! ! !
"No no!"

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

"Is that so?"

"That's a pity!"

The Ten Ghost Snake King Ma turned his head back and left.

He's going to the Nogi Group to officially change jobs.

"call"

And Yamashita Fu seemed to have been drained of all his strength, and his body was extremely weak and leaned against the wall.

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

Because of fear, the good man Yamashita Fu, who lived until the age of 56 and was insulated from eating, drinking, whoring and gambling, paid for indulgence for the first time in his life.

The next day, Yamashita, whose body had been hollowed out, appeared in Nogi's office in fear.

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

No way?
I am just a branch of livestock, last night was the first time I went to Ding brothel, so I don't need to be called to the office of the president 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 the Ten Ghost Snake King Horse who has successfully changed his job!
"Roms!"

Yamashita bowed the standard 90 big bows, took away the confusion and followed Ouma out.

"Can you really trust them?"

"The ex-fighter Komata may have been wounded by the Ten Ghost Snake."

After the two left, a blond beauty with glasses and a perfect figure that couldn't be concealed by a tight uniform handed Nogi a cup of coffee.

"what is the relationship?"

"He's better than Komata, so I'll hire him."

"As for his intentional replacement of Komata Fighter, what is the purpose of entering Kengan? Is it important?"

"Whoever has the biggest fist is the strongest!"

"Isn't this the true meaning of the Fist Wish Club?"

Nogi put his mouth on the cigar, took a puff, the smoke spewed out, and his eyes sparkled.

He is ready to challenge that invincible old man Katahara!
Could it be that he was afraid that his fighters would be too strong?
(End of this chapter)