From Fist Wishing Blade to Muscle King Ming

Chapter 20 Are You Underestimating Me?
Entering the construction site, a large group of fanatical spectators had gathered beside the square concrete pillars that had only been poured one by one.

A burly man with a full face and blue arms is standing in the center of the field lazily stretching his body.

When Ziyin and the others came in, his eyes stopped on Leng Kong for an instant, his eyes swept over his perfect and smooth muscle lines, and he smiled immediately.

This muscle looks like it was trained by eating protein powder in the gym. What kind of combat power can it have?
He knows about Huangying Group.

There are a large number of bodybuilders below, but they don't have their own fighters.

The strong man thought that the other party would invite a master from outside.

As a result, looking at it now, the person who came was simply a bodybuilder.

Steady!

Won!
"Director, the other party seems to be my ex-husband Ichiro!"

Mystic Koizumi-chan exclaimed when he saw the strong man with blue arms.

"You know him?"

Ziyin flicked the soot and said softly.

Koizumi nodded: "Well, ex-husband Ichiro is known as the king of street fights, and he has been very popular on the Internet recently."

"Internet celebrity?"

"It's just right for cold air testing."

After knowing the identity of the strong man, Ziyin relaxed a lot.

Leng Kong played for the first time, and she was afraid that her opponent would be too strong and lose too badly.

But if it's an internet celebrity, it's fine.

A real fighter will not go online to show off.

Because the reward for a fight is enough for them to be cool for a few years.

"Chairman Ziyin, nice to meet you, nice to meet you."

This is an old man with glasses and a greasy face walking towards this side after seeing Ziyin.

"It's the boss of Ibanya, President Tanigawa."

Koizumi-chan prompts Ziyin to play Ruin at the right time.

"Um"

"Kong, you go first, be careful."

Ziyin nodded to let Leng Kong enter the fighting arena first, while she greeted the boss of the Ibanya.

"come on!"

Zhu Mei squeezed her small fists to cheer up Leng Kong.

"Ann!"

Leng Kong looked a little disappointed, because he didn't see the attribute panel on the strong man's head.

Not even the characters in the plot, the plan to supplement the pure white world with experience bodies has failed.

"Little ghost, don't you use your body to please your chairman in the academy, and come to the ring to seek death?"

giggle
The strong man clasped his fists together and rubbed his knuckles, and there were crisp sounds from his knuckles.

"Because I want to please myself too."

Leng Kong twisted his neck, "I just don't know if you can make me happy!"

"Hehe. Don't worry, I will kill you and let you know the flowers in the greenhouse, so you should hide in the boudoir and not come out."

Seeing that Leng Kong didn't give him face so much, the strong man's face trembled, and he squeezed out an extremely ugly grin.

"The players are in position, ready!"

The bald man with the referee sleeve on the sidelines jumped onto the cement pile and raised his right arm and shouted.

"Little devil, don't worry, I won't let you die in pain."

The brawny man hopped in small steps, his fists were swinging quickly at his waist, and his eyes were teasing.

"is it?"

Leng Kong slid forward with his left foot, moved his right foot back, his arms were empty, and his body was slightly lowered. At the same time, his mind was tense and his vigilance was maximized.

In any case, this is also the first time he has really fought with people in the real world, so don't be careless.

"start!"

As soon as the bald referee's arm fell, the strong man rushed over with small steps. On the way, his right arm was already tilted back to accumulate strength, and when he got close to him, his fist hit Leng Kong's cheek.

"Ok?"

The fist gets bigger and bigger in the field of vision, the cold air fighting consciousness is activated, and it enters the state instantly.

It feels like it's back to the time when Pure White Space was fighting against Himuro Ryo's experience body.

The left arm bounces off the fist of the strong man, the left foot does not move, the right foot steps forward to bully the opponent's middle door, the right arm is bent with the elbow as the tip, and as the center of gravity moves forward, the whole body's strength is condensed into one point on his chest exploded.

Baji: Reaching out to the elbow!

"boom!"

"puff"

The terrifying force caused the strong man's chest to collapse instantly, and after spurting out a large stream of blood, his body shot back at a faster speed.

Bang!
There was another loud bang, and the strong man's body was deeply embedded in the square concrete pillar.

After the chest collapsed, the shattered white bones pierced through the flesh and blood were exposed.

The bloodied head with seven holes was completely covered with blood plasma.

A large amount of blood seeped from the corpse flowed down the wall, forming an extremely bloody mural.

And the battle was less than a second from start to finish.

To be precise, after the battle entered the combat state in the cold air, the moment the defensive counterattack was completed, it was over.

"Good and strong!

"Good fun!"

"So exciting!"

"President Ziyin, where did you find the dark horse?"

"too strong!"

"Ha ha."

After a brief silence, the audience on the field immediately let out wild shouts.

"Ok?"

"Won?
"Still so fast?"

Ziyin looked at Leng Kong who was standing in the field, his eyes suddenly lit up.

The muscles that swelled to the point of bursting seemed to be glowing in the dark environment of the building. Beads of sweat mixed with the blood of the enemy flowed wantonly along the skin, showing a bloody and strange beauty.

"Yeah, why so fast?"

Leng Kong is also asking this question.

Didn't Himuro Ryo say that all boxer fighters are strong?

What's going on now?

Only when you exert your strength, your opponent will fall?
Where did the so-called strong man go?

Looking at the corpse that smashed the wall out of the human-shaped pit, Leng Kong frowned slightly, with disappointment on his face.

I didn't want to kill, but I instinctively fought back, and the opponent was gone?
Isn't this too weak?

Not having fun at all!

There is no experience body, the combat power has not been tested, and neither of the two goals has been completed.

failure!

Suddenly, a white shadow floated over, and Leng Kong reached out to grab it. It was soft to the touch, and it was a towel.

"Wipe. It's over."

Ziyin picked her eyes, and Leng Kong was flustered for a while when she looked at them with hot eyes.

"Dead?"

"Really dead?"

Seeing the lifeless corpse of the strong man, Zhu Mei looked at her sister Ziyin with a terrified expression.

"Sister, Lord Leng killed someone"

"How to do?"

"What should we do now?"

"Do you want to arrange for Mr. Leng to run away immediately?"

"Run away?" Ziyin took a puff of smoke comfortably.

"Why run away?"

"All boxing and willing fighters have signed the certificate of life and death, and it doesn't matter whether they live or die in the ring."

"Now you know why I didn't let you invite your classmates?
"It's because the boxing competition is too bloody."

"And you are a member of the Zuoliuyuan family. Sooner or later you will be exposed to this kind of scene. It's better to get used to it in advance."

After speaking to Zhu Mei, Ziyin sprayed another puff of smoke on the face of the owner of the Xibanya,

"President Gu Chuan, it seems that your school can't be built, and the land belongs to me."

"It should be."

The boss of Ibanya took out his handkerchief and wiped the cold sweat frantically protruding from the top of his head in a panic.

He was really frightened by the terrifying death of the strong man.

He also thought that boxing and wish competitions would be cruel before, but he didn't expect that people would die every now and then.

The scale of Ibanya has only reached the level of Quanyuan members not long ago, and it is not easy to join the Quanyuan Club through running relationships.

I also found the most popular fighting V on the Internet recently, and I am going to fight hard.

As a result, the first
This is still heard that the Huangying Group has raised a large group of bodybuilders, but they don't have their own exclusive fighters.

Since the boxing wish members belong to the weakest level of existence, he thought of picking the weakest persimmons.

How come to him, the persimmon suddenly turned into a stone?Can bodybuilders kill street thugs in seconds?
The boss of Ibanya was sweating more and more, and finally met the strong man's dead fish eyes, and his legs kicked in fear.

(End of this chapter)