From Fist Wishing Blade to Muscle King Ming

Chapter 104 Real men don't defend themselves!

Rows of headlights suddenly turned on, and the center of the venue was illuminated as brightly as day.

Two figures with huge differences in body shape and height came into everyone's eyes.

"It's him?"

Looking at the familiar figure in the field, Leng Kong frowned 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 fighters from the Naimu Group?"

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

Leng Kong nodded, "He recovered quite quickly, how long has it been since he jumped into the ring again."

"So, he has already been defeated by you?"

The tiger said the condensed question in an affirmative 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 mind, he wanted to destroy his body."

"Let's watch, if you can't beat him later, you will go berserk again."

"Runaway?"

The tiger groaned softly, knowing that the "Rampage" specially named by Leng Kong must be different from the berserk state during the battle, so prepare to take a good look.

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

Gina looked into the arena, surprised.

"What idol?"

Sha Cangxiang hugged his face with both hands, and leaned on the railing like a bird, his eyes were all on Xiaoyu, and he didn't pay 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 the astonished eyes of Xiao Universe looking at him, and immediately changed his words in embarrassment.

"No, no, people eat very little."

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

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

And Leng Kong's attention will also stay on the big man opposite Wang Ma.

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

Title: Prison Angel.

Martial arts: wrestling skills.

Physical traits: blood cow!
From the age of 15, he climbed ropes 40 times a day, pushed up 1000 times X6, squatted and stood up 20000 times, arched bridges for 2 hours, and spent the rest of the time sparring.

If the body's nutrition cannot keep up, rice, vegetables, and meat are made into juice and forced into it.

Day after day of hell training + superhuman will make Guan Lin temper his monster-like strength and endurance.

Martial Arts Belief: A real man never defends!

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

No matter how strong the opponent is, no matter how many times he gets knocked down, he can carry it down tenaciously, because performing and pleasing the audience is also a very important part of wrestling.

Another monster whose will transcends flesh.

Leng Kong discovered that super willpower seemed to be a standard requirement for top fighters.

Not to mention the one-hit tricks, among the fighters I have encountered, Inaba Liang, Yu Lei Ling, Wu Clan, including Ouma are all monsters whose will surpasses the body.

But also, after the rise of the boxing club, commercial competition turned into purely violent fighting, which led to the flourishing of Japanese martial arts.

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

On the field, the referee's arm has been raised high.

"start!"

Bang!
As soon as the referee's voice fell, Wang Ma's fist had already hit Guan Lin's jaw, and his huge figure fell back from the blow.

"The whole body is full of flaws!"

With a successful blow, Ouma's confidence soared, and he stepped forward and directly stuck to it, his arms danced irregularly, and his fists fell on Guan Lin's body like raindrops.

Erhuliu: Caoliu: Shuitian type: Shuiyan!
"Why does Guan Lin look so weak?"

"Have you been being ruthless by your opponent?"

Seeing that Xiaoyu was concentrating on the arena and completely ignoring his fiery electric eyes, Sakura Hibiki deliberately raised the topic.

"weak?"

"Guan Lin is not weak!"

"His fighting style is to eat all the opponent's attacks."

Sure enough, Little Universe struck up a conversation.

And as soon as he finished speaking, Wang Ma's arm was grabbed by Guan Lin, and he fell flying when he swung it.

Bang!
The concrete floor was smashed, and Guan Lin's big heel landed on the ground, and the ground exploded, but Wang Ma had already rolled over with his donkey in advance.

"The strength is good!"

Leng Kong saw that Guan Lin just kicked a big hole in the floor at random, and praised him aloud.

The fighting method is stupid, but this is their belief.

Without this belief, it would be impossible for Guan Lin to temper his body to an inhuman level.

He wants this fruit!
The battle was still going on, and Guan Lin kicked Wang Ma who had just been turned over, and his body hit the hood of the car on the sidelines heavily.

"Boy, is this the only power?"

The attack hit, Guan Lin did not go up to pursue, but stood still and waited for Ouma to get up.

"Use your full strength!"

"Excret to my body as much as you want!"

"Whether it's a fist, a weapon or even a bomb, as a professional wrestler you have an obligation to take the pain."

"So, start your show!"

Guan Lin spread out his big hands, indicating that he would use his body to receive any attack from Ouma.

"Performance?"

"Asshole, I'm fighting a duel!"

Feeling that he was underestimated, Wang Ma's eyes flashed coldly, his feet slipped and he rushed to Guan Lin again, and his fist quickly hit Guan Lin's face.

In fact, he didn't need to worry, because Guan Lin couldn't dodge.

boom!
boom!
boom!
The sound of punches to the face continued to sound, Guan Lin really didn't defend at all, he gritted his teeth and received all the attacks of Ouma with his face.

"Ah. It's obviously a self-harming style of play."

"But why is my blood getting hot!"

Gina watched the bloody beating on the field, and her excited body trembled. She was obviously just watching, but her adrenal hormones soared uncontrollably.

"Because this is Guan Lin's charm!"

The small universe was also excited.

Bang bang!

Bang bang!

Brows, cheeks, eyebrows, eye corners, nose, mouth, chin, flowers of blood exploded on Guan Lin's face, Wang Ma fought harder and harder.

He raised his thighs and wanted to squirm Guan Lin's mouth, but Guan Lin just leaned over and put one hand on his back and the other on his buttocks, and hugged him in his arms.

"what?"

The body was hugged tightly, and his chin was knocked on Guan Lin's strong shoulders. Only then did Wang Ma realize that his eyes were wide open.

"Hehe. Now it's time for me to perform."

As he spoke, Guan Lin raised Ouma above his head with both hands.

During the moment when the two eyes met, Guan Lin showed a strange expression, "Remember the boy, our wrestlers' acting skills are also very good."

What do you mean?
Ouma frowned. The big man wanted to say that he was just performing with his face in front of him?
But Guan Lin didn't give him time to think about it any longer, and smashed it down like a meatloaf with a flip of his big hand.

Inside shot back smashing technique!

bang bang bang...!

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

"vomit"

The hard concrete floor could not unload the force, and the huge recoil instantly made Ouma's eyes turn white, his mouth instinctively vomited blood, and his consciousness fell into shock.

"Ten Ghost Snake, are you alright?"

"Can you continue to fight?"

The referee immediately rushed forward to check, but it seemed that Ouma just fell into a severe trance, and retreated back in a coma that had not reached the end of the game.

"Yo yo. Everyone get bored."

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

It's also part of their wrestler's job to heat up the scene.

"Hoho. Guan Lin Guan Lin!"

"Guan Lin. Guan Lin!"

The audience's emotions were instantly aroused, and there were bursts of wild shouts on the court.

"Ha ha."

Seeing that the field was heated up by himself, Guan Lin burst into a satisfied smile, bent down, put his hands through Wang Ma's armpit and locked them on his chest, and then exerted force on his waist and abdomen, and Wang Ma was pulled up like a carrot.

boom!
Leaning back, Wang Ma landed on the back of his head, and a deep hole was smashed into the cement surface again.

Wrestling skills: Hugging the waist and throwing the back!

"Haha. Do it again!"

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

The same movement, the same strength, the same big hole, Ouma slept peacefully.

"Guan Lin. Guan Lin"

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

"Okay, let's do it again!"

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

Grabbing Ouma's hair with his left hand and lifting him up, he swung it twice with his right hand, and then struck out violently.

boom!
The fist hit Ouma's face, and his body vacated 720 degrees and then limply lay on the ground.

"Hiss. Good. Cruel."

"But why is it so enjoyable to watch?"

Gina looked terrified, her eyes glowing.

"Fizz."

Himuro looked at the field, and Ouma also felt the back of his neck feel cold due to the huge dent made by the back of his head and cervical spine.

Are they all monsters?
If you hit it like this, are you sure the cervical spine won't break?
terror!
"Kill him!"

"Guan Lin, kill him!"

Seeing that Guan Lin just got serious, Wang Ma was beaten so powerlessly that he couldn't resist, and the unsatisfied audience started booing crazily.

"Haha. Well, the battle should be over, so let me have a dramatic ending!"

Guan Lin put Wang Ma face-up across his shoulders with one hand, then locked his neck with one hand and pressed his thigh with the other. With both hands continuing to exert force, Wang Ma's body was pulled and rattled in an instant, as if the spine would be shaken in the next second. It will be completely broken!

"Tattoo."

Suddenly, the sound of violent heart beating exploded on the field, and Wang Ma's body held by Guan Lin turned blood red instantly, and then violently swayed on Guan Lin's shoulder.

In the next moment, Ouma's eyes opened, and his hands that were drooping helplessly raised up.

Click
Accompanied by two crisp bone cracking sounds, Ouma jumped off Guan Lin's body, whose body was chained.

"Ok?"

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

"what did I do?"

The flushed Ouma opened his mouth wide, his expression as arrogant as ever, "I just paid for something in advance."

"Hehe. I knew that was the case."

Leng Kong shook his head, Ouma's body was really far behind his experience body.

If you can't beat it, just rely on God, and it doesn't even matter what style the enemy is?

Without a tenth-level mental retardation, it is impossible to do this kind of operation.

It was the same when facing himself, and it was still the same when facing Guan Lin.

Knowing that the opponent is a perverted fighter with physique, but still using God, is it useful?

As far as his physique is concerned, no matter how explosive he is, it is impossible to surpass himself and Guan Lin in strength.

Sure enough, Leng Kong's prediction was correct.

After turning on Relying on God, Wang Ma, whose strength and speed have been greatly improved, still failed to put any pressure on Guan Lin.

And this was the case when Guan Lin didn't defend at all, and directly received his fist with his face.

Merely relying on God is completely useless in front of Guan Lin's monster physique tempered with superhuman will!

Facing Wang Ma, who looked like a wild beast in a state of mind, Guan Lin started a new round of performance with a frantic expression.

With his head raised high and his muscles tensed, he brought his face closer to receive Ouma's attack again.

It doesn't stop there!

While bearing the crazily hammered by Wang Ma, Guan Lin was still using his body to resist the attack, pressing Wang Ma back step by step.

The attacker and the attacked seem to be reversed.

"This momentum is bloody!"

"Ha ha."

Just watching, Leng Kong felt his blood was ignited by Guan Lin.

Ten Ghost Snake King Horse?
He who abandons technology is not worth mentioning!
In the face of Wang Ma, who opened up the gods, Guan Lin also directly used actions to tell him what a real man is!Use your muscles and will to tell him what real crushing is!
"If you can't bear all the attacks, you can't become a real professional wrestler!"

Guan Lin stiffened the whip legs that Wang Ma lashed at his face violently, stretched out his hands and grabbed Wang Ma's head fiercely, and then knocked on the forehead.

hum!
There was a loud collision sound, and Ouma, who was running wild, was directly hit by this blow and fell back more than ten meters.

From Leng Kong's point of view, Wang Ma lost with just one blow.

If Guan Lin didn't use grabbing but patting instead, with his incredible power to smash the concrete floor with a single kick, Wang Ma would be knocked out even if his head exploded.

But it seems that the battle situation did not proceed as Leng Kong expected.

In the continuous toughness, the two passed each other, but it was Guan Lin who fell down.

"Yeah! I knew I knew Ouma-san would win! Haha."

Guan Lin fell to the ground, and Yamashita who was standing outside the court immediately jumped up happily.

"He actually won?"

Seeing the unexpected result, Leng Kong frowned slightly.

At the last moment, Ouma actually picked up the technology again?
Unbelievable, didn't you say that you don't need Erhuliu?

However, this is also Guan Lin's carelessness, and a completely defenseless fighting style, which is easy to be targeted by opponents.

Wang Ma's win was too clever. In terms of pure strength, he is still far behind Guan Lin.

After Guan Lin fell to the ground, there was a deep fingerprint depression in his throat. This was obviously because the trachea was attacked, and his brain had no oxygen supply. Out of self-protection instinct, he automatically became dizzy.

The price Ouma paid was that the middle finger, ring finger, and little finger of his right hand were all broken.

This is still enabled by God, otherwise he wouldn't even be able to break Guan Lin's defense!

However, Ouma won, that is to say, Nogi won another vote. Does this mean that the desperate match is about to start?

"Ha ha."

Leng Kong frowned, and let out a wanton laugh, the fierce fighting spirit in his body instantly aroused the tiger's hairs on the side, and his muscles tensed instinctively.

"What a terrifying fighting spirit!"

The fierce tiger glanced at Leng Kong, feeling more apprehensive in his heart.

As the top fighter in Quan Yuan, he has reached the level of being able to perceive the invisible aura that ordinary people can't see, so he can better understand how terrifying the cold air's fighting spirit is.

His fighting spirit climbed crazily towards the sky like a volcanic eruption, as if he wanted to pierce through the shady scene and go straight into the sky.

Hiss, are all newcomers this perverted?

"It's you!"

Leng Kong's loud laughter also attracted the attention of Ouma on the court. He didn't even care that the referee was declaring him the winner. He rushed out of the field with his feet slipping, but finally stopped two meters away from Leng Kong forcibly, and didn't dare to start .

"Hehe. Did you learn well this time?"

Leng Kong smiled, "Although you are not strong enough, but you helped me lift the curtain of the carnival, I still want to thank you."

"What do you mean?"

Ouma didn't care about the bleeding fingers, his eyes were fixed on Leng Kong, and he wished he could pounce on him and have a life-and-death battle with him now.

But he was a little tired from beating Guan Lin just now, and his physical strength was a bit high, so he held back at the last moment.

Although he didn't want to admit it, Leng Kong was indeed the strongest enemy he had ever met, and it was impossible for him to defeat him in his current state.

"You'll find out soon."

Leng Kong glanced past Ouma and looked towards the center of the arena.

"Ok?"

Ouma returned following his line of sight, and then his pupils suddenly shrank into a small dot.

Guan Lin stood up again!
At the cost of three fingers, Guan Lin, who accurately hit the fatal position of Adam's apple, stood up again!
And it looked like there was no damage at all except for a little bit of skin on the face and some bruises.

Damn, is this man a monster?
"Not bad, brat!"

"Although I'm performing, if you can defeat me, your strength is pretty good."

Guan Lin easily straightened his twisted fingers, opened and closed his palms twice,

All right!

With this physique, Bingshi Leng felt a burst of envy. If he had this physique, why couldn't he teach Leng Kong?

"Guan Lin is right, Naimu, you have unearthed a good fighter!"

Suddenly an old voice sounded outside the arena, and Katahara Mietou, with white hair and beard, walked slowly into the arena under the protection of Sanha Bird, leaning on a stick.

"Katahara is the chairman?"

"."

Katahara Miitou just made an appearance, making the scene instantly silent.

"President Katahara!"

The initiator of the challenge, Nogi, came forward from behind the crowd with the secret technique Akiyama Kaede.

"You are very good, really good!"

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

Katahara Mietou met Nogi's eyes, his eyes were filled with approval, because Nogi's old man's blood was finally warming up.

Then his eyes shifted to the bald man behind, that is, Boss Guan Lin.

"Lu Ye, have you decided?"

"Ok!"

The bald head nodded, "President Nogi won, then I will also keep my promise. Steel Generation Company agrees to the 'Battle for the President of the Boxing Club' proposed by the Nogi Group!"

"Sure enough!"

Leng Kong clenched his fist suddenly, he couldn't wait to harvest it!Ha ha.
"Very good, with your vote, the Nogi Group has already met 50 votes of approval, meeting the conditions for starting the competition for the chairman of the boxing wish."

"Nanogi, you are now qualified to compete with the old man! Haha."

Katahara Mietou's eyes were fully opened, and an extremely vigorous terrifying aura suddenly exploded from his thin and old body.

Nogi and Akiyama Kaede who were standing in front of him with this momentum broke out in cold sweat.

If you look closely, you can see the beautiful secretary's two long legs, which are now covered with sweat and wet.
"It's an old monster to be able to bring such a terrifying sense of oppression in your 90s!"

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

Then he said decisively: "That's right, I've made up my mind, Chairman Katahara, I will pull you down!"

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

Katahara Mietou's eyes suddenly brightened, and he could finally feel the long-lost blood!
White beard and white hair fluttered without wind, and the invisible aura gushing out of his body became stronger and stronger with each wave.

Opening his big mouth, he roared with extreme excitement.

"Today, I am announcing in my capacity as the president of the Fist Club"

"Fist Wish Desperate Tournament begins!"

"Let's fight beyond death! Haha"

Katahara Mietou shook his hands violently, and the terrifying momentum danced wildly like a volcanic eruption.

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

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

"Come on, defeat Fang Mie Tang!"

"Beat me!"

"Ha ha."

"Hehe. This old man is so passionate, it makes my heart itch even more!"

Leng Kong grimace emerged.

　I will try to simplify the battles that are not pig feet, and I will simplify it later, and I will take the inconspicuous battles directly to avoid too much water.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)