From Fist Wishing Blade to Muscle King Ming

Chapter 142 The Victory Is Me
"Strange wrist style black wood Xuanzhai?"

"I thought he wouldn't go out in public!"

"Unexpectedly, he also participated in the Desperate Competition!"

Seeing the faces of passers-by reflected on the big screen, Yu Lei Ling, who was lying in Rino's arms, stopped straight for an instant.

Rino asked softly, "Is he strong?"

"Very strong, he should be at the same level as Leng Kong and Garner!"

Yu Lei nodded.

Although he has never been in contact with it, he knows how powerful Kuroki is, because the previous generation Yulei Ling, that is, his father died in Kuroki's hands.

"I see."

Rino nodded: "No wonder everyone avoided him on purpose when drawing lots to fight against the combination."

"Hehe. I didn't expect him to come too."

On the other side, Yaganaka, the Mietang, also had an extremely excited expression on his face when he saw Kuroki appearing.

Based on the intelligence of the guards, he knew that this old man was the Xeon of the previous generation.

He who wished to be invincible can finally fight happily, haha
On the field,

Seeing that his opponent was a passer-by, Li Ren also laughed, "Haha. Uncle, you are unlucky, you met me in the first match."

"Remember, don't blame me if you lose. After all, no matter you win or lose, you have to accept the result of the game."

The manager believed that he could easily deal with the other party with his own razor, so his words were inevitably a little arrogant.

"Hey!"

Seeing the arrogant and stupid Rito, Kuroki sighed helplessly.

He, a full-level boss, came down the mountain to find an opponent, not to play house?

Why is the opponent just a little kid who can't see the difference between the enemy and ourselves?

At the very least, there must be a cold space. An opponent of Ganaker's level should let his blood warm up?

Swish!
Hearing Heimu's sigh, Liren suddenly took a step forward, and slashed down with his right hand, and three knife marks were drawn on Heimu's lapel in an instant.

"Hey old man, don't you have time to sigh now?"

"Don't forget, your opponent is my cutter, Liren!"

"Stop pretending to be calm, be afraid!"

"Ha ha."

After showing your strength, put your hands on your hips and don't look too arrogant.

"Young man, arrogance, stupidity, and weakness, you have all three shortcomings."

Kuroki sighed.

"Clam?"

"Be careful I'll chop you up!"

The manager squeezed his fingers hard, and said harsh words.

Shea Xiang: "Okay! Superman VS Magic Gun, let's see which side will win?"

"preparation."

The referee raised his arms high,

"Ok?"

Liren squatted slightly to assume an offensive posture, but when he saw Heimu, he remained motionless, without even raising his hands, and his eyes instantly became cross-eyed.

"Start the fight!"

The referee's arm dropped,

The announcement started, but Kuroki didn't even bother to put on a posture, and still stood there motionless,
"Hey?"

"How dare you underestimate me?"

The manager let out a roar, and his body quickly attacked, but...
But as soon as he got close to Heimu, he felt the world spinning for a while, and then he squatted down in front of Heimu's feet.

"asshole!"

Unaware of the difference in strength between the enemy and us, Liren only felt that he had been teased, and instantly burst into anger, cursed, got up while twisting his waist, and slammed his fist at Hei Mu's face.

Swish!
Facing his attack, Heimu just raised his foot to sweep lightly, and Liren threw another mouthful of mud.

"The gap is too big!"

Off the court, he shook his head coldly, Uncle Heimu's martial arts realm has reached the state of returning to the basics, Liren's skills are similar to children's juggling in front of him.

"whee."

Zhu Mei, who was curled up in Leng Kong's arms, said nostalgicly: "This picture is so familiar!"

"familiar?"

"Well, Mr. Leng, when you fought with Uncle Heimu, weren't you just like him?"

"there is?"

"How could I be so weak back then?"

Leng Kong's face was confounded, and he didn't admit it at all.

I was much stronger than this yellow hair back then, okay?
On the field,

"It hurts, damn it!"

Li Ren, who was thrown down again, got up impotently and furiously.

"Admit defeat, kid, I've beaten you twice."

Kuroki's tone was flat, and he didn't even change his posture.

"Don't underestimate me, old man!"

Liren got up and waved his claws, Heimu sent his right hand lightly, the forearm was stuck at Liren's elbow, while blocking his attack, the palm of his empty hand stopped in front of Liren's nose.

"the third time!"

At the same time as the voice came out, the right hand that stopped in front of Liren's face stretched slightly and then grabbed his neck and pressed down. Liren was thrown to the ground again, and only then did he raise his eyes and the fist formed by the black wood magic gun stopped on the tip of his nose again.

"the fourth time!"

The flat and extreme tone is as normal as drinking water and eating.

"asshole!"

"Every time you stop at the last moment, what do you mean?"

Liren, who is dedicated to climbing the strongest, explodes when he sees Hei Mu keeping his hands on the ring.

"I, Kuroki, don't punch the weak, surrender, brat!"

Facing the manager's questioning, Hei Mu didn't lift his eyelids, "Admitting the power gap is not a shame."

"Stop looking down on me!"

The reasoner roared forward,

Bang!
But just as he jumped up, he was hit in the face by Hei Mu's palm, and the nosebleeds flowed chaotically.

"look down?"

"It's just a corresponding evaluation."

Kuroki's additional words made the manager more and more angry,
Since the start of the Desperate Match, he was first defeated by Wang Ma, then beaten by Wu Leiyi in the toilet, then kicked unconscious by Leng Kong, and met this weird old man just after playing.

How bad is his luck?

It was the first time I played and was beaten by 4 people.

"Oh ah.!"

In a fit of rage, Li Ren stretched out his left hand to grab the black wood skirt, and swung his right hand down violently.

bark.
Razor's Edge shaved four shallow bloodstains on the black wooden chest.

"Do you think I'll be thrown by you again?"

"Haha. Now I have seen through your actions."

With one hit, the man floated away again.

"Little ghost, I seem to be re-evaluating you?"

Heimu swept across the bloodstains on his chest, his eyes fluctuated slightly.

Of course, the volatility is not due to Liren's strength, but his talent and potential.

"Mr. Leng, what is Uncle Heimu doing?"

"You don't seem to be serious?"

Zhu Mei rubbed her eyes, the battle was too harmonious, it was too warm for her to curl up in Leng Kong's arms, she almost fell asleep.

"Are you training your disciple?"

Leng Kong shook his head, watching Hei Muyi's master guide the apprentice's battle, he knew that the uncle was thinking about accepting apprentices.

"Reassessment?"

"Oh! It's too late."

Li Ren used his fingertips to draw a few strokes on the back of the black wooden hand that gave him the move, and instantly swelled to the point that he thought that the victory was his own.

"Haha. Cut it!"

"The attack worked. No matter how strong this uncle is, he can't match my ten-finger razor!"

"As long as I can hit, I can beat any opponent!"

"After seeing Wang Ma, Wu Lei'an, and Leng Kong clearly, I will never lose to anyone again, and I will never let anyone underestimate me!"

Li Ren roared inwardly while attacking vigorously.

Just as his confidence grew more and more,
puff!

puff!

The black wood magic gun struck out, with his left hand piercing Liren's attacking right forearm, and his right hand piercing into Liren's chest.

"You don't really think you can beat me, do you?"

"I just move a little bit along with your tricks, and you will be drifting away?"

"You can't even see the difference in strength between the enemy and ourselves, you little brat, you still have something to learn."

Hei Mumian pulled out his hands, Li Ren's wound spurted out a lot of hot blood instantly, "Too weak, the so-called fighters only have this level? End it!"

"Give you the last blow, let you know what the power gap is."

At the same time as the words fell, Kuroki, who had been standing in place since the start of the battle, moved forward, with his left hand forward, his right hand clenched across his waist, and he moved forward at a high speed in a cat foot stand posture.

In his field of vision, time seemed to be at a standstill, and Kuroki's attack became a slow motion in his eyes.

"Remember, it was the same feeling when I was defeated by Ouma last time."

His eyes sparkle with hope,

"I'm hitting the limit again, so everything seems to be slowing down."

"I can see the action clearly, then? I still have a chance!"

Regardless of the blood gushing wound, Liren exerted all his strength on his legs, and rushed towards Heimu with his palms in the shape of grabbing.

"Victory is mine."

Bang!
The fists were imprinted on the eye sockets, and Liren's consciousness instantly fell into boundless darkness.

Being able to see clearly does not mean being able to avoid it.

However, the will to not give up fighting even if he was seriously injured was a little caught in Kuroki's eyes.

(End of this chapter)