From Fist Wishing Blade to Muscle King Ming

Chapter 21 Am I so strong?
"died?"

"Well, dead!"

In the backyard of the Bingshiliang bar, Leng Kong and Bingshiliang are sitting on wicker chairs and eating a small barbecue.

"Didn't you say the strong?"

"Why so weak?"

"I just exerted strength, and he fell down."

"Obviously I've only defeated you before, so I'm that strong?"

Leng Kong is talking about the experience of Himuro Ryo in the pure white world.

"Huh beat me?"

But Bingshi Liang thought that Leng Kong was mocking him for accidentally cutting off his hand, and suddenly became unhappy:
"If I hadn't been too careless at the time, would you have defeated me? With just one hand from you, I could have tortured you a few times."

"Then come again?"

"You don't have to let me this time."

Leng Kong had a playful look on his face, with his left hand behind his back and his right hand stretched out, inviting him to join hands.

"Uh forget it, I said it before."

Seeing Leng Kong coming, Bingshi Liang withered immediately.

He's not stupid, Leng Kong was already unparalleled in strength, and now he has realized his strength, so he went up to seek abuse?
"You underestimate yourself. Julius can sweep the boxing arena with his brute strength. Your physique is only worse than him. Now that you have learned skills, apart from combat experience, your real combat power is no worse than that of a first-class fighter."

"A guy who can only show off on the Internet, not even a real fighter, how can he be your opponent?"

"And you underestimate me too.

"I, Ice Emperor, Himuro Ryo, how can I say that I am also ranked in the top 20 of boxing fighters, can a mere Internet celebrity compare to me?"

Fist wishes too much perversion, Himuro Ryo didn't dare to blow too much.

"That is to say, there are at least 20 people who are better than you in Quanyuan? Haha"

Leng Kong regained his spirit in an instant.

"Where is your focus?"

"I mean I'm strong too!"

The ice room was cold and speechless.

All fighters stand out in the brutal battle of blood and fire, and being a fighter means standing on the ceiling of human combat power.

In some respects, it has approached or even surpassed the limits of human beings.

I can rank in the top 20, already very strong, okay?

"This is the best way. If the opponents are only of the previous level, it will be too boring."

Leng Kong twisted his neck and stood up.

"Where?"

Seeing that Leng Kong finished eating and was about to leave, the ice room was getting cold.

Treat him as a restaurant?
Uh... Although the tavern also manages the meals, isn't that too much ignoring him?

"Go back to Chairman Ziyin and arrange the next session as soon as possible."

Fighting against the strong man is not enjoyable at all, the battle is over before the blood is hot, and Leng Kong can't wait to start the next one.

"Young people are motivated, so take it easy. If you get hurt, remember to come and let me see how miserable you are. Haha."

Ryo Himuro joked.

In fact, he is not very old, only 25 years old and in his prime.

But he grew up in the extremely chaotic place of "Zhong", and he enjoys the peaceful life now after he came out.

The hard work has also been smoothed out by the slow and leisurely life.

"It takes half a year to raise a broken bone."

"You can retire."

Leng Kong glanced at Bingshi Ryo's right arm that was still hanging on his chest and refused to let go, and he missed his experience a little bit.

The least experienced body kills decisively, and the battle is also extremely fierce and brutal.

Taught Leng Kong what real fighting is.

Fighting is about ignoring all factors and trying your best to be the last one standing on the ring!

Although it killed itself hundreds of times and brought endless pain to itself, it was also it that made Leng Kong feel the extreme pleasure brought by blood boiling and the incomparable joy of spiritual satisfaction.

"Mere. You are so small."

Ryo Himuro wanted to refute, but found that Leng Kong had already walked out of the yard.

"Hehe. I was underestimated."

"Looks like I'm going to have some blood."

After tearing off the arm strap, Himuro punched continuously, his movements were sharp and there was no trace of injury at all.

Here, Leng Kong went back and told Ziyin that he wanted to play a few more games to gain experience, and the other party readily accepted.

The potential shown by Leng Kong is already enough to become the exclusive fighter of Huangying Group.

Ziyin is also preparing to focus on cultivating cold air.

Now the two are unified.

It is not easy to want to fight if you have a boxing wish?
GF challenge letter is.

This is like a certain goose or a certain treasure sending a lawyer's letter to a company that touches its copyright and interests.

The Huangying Group has a big family and a big business, and there will always be people who are not good at it.

Don't say anything, just start the fight.

Leng Kong's second opponent is a certain raw fish and seafood company. The skills of fighters are as good as the goods they sell, and the level of miscellaneous fish.

With just one punch, the opponent lay down in the fish tank.

boring!

The third opponent was a fresh meat wholesale company, and the fighters looked like they had been flooded with water. They looked like their muscles had burst and their bodies were huge.

As a result, as soon as the fist hit, the opponent became discouraged.

Disappointing!

The fourth opponent was a pastry company, and the strength of the fighters was also fragmented, and they were crushed to slag by Leng Kong's terrifying force at the very beginning of the battle.

No fun!

The opponents are all at this level, Leng Kong quit.

"I said, are you obsessed with food and beverages? Can you change to a better place?"

Looking at Zi Yin who was sitting across from him admiring his handsome face (muscles), Leng Kong had breakfast stuffed in his mouth, his eyes were very dissatisfied.

"I'm not looking at you. You just entered the boxing arena not long ago, and you deliberately found some weak opponents to cultivate your confidence."

Zi Yinchao put on a look of ignorance, then pursed her red lips and blew a puff of green smoke into the cold air, like breathing smoke or blowing kisses.

"Chuckles."

Seeing this scene, Zhu Mei gritted her teeth "clucking".

"is it?"

Leng Kong didn't believe it.

Other newcomers may feel nervous, worried, and fearful when facing a battle, but Leng Kong will automatically enter the fighting state as soon as he stands on the ring.

Without him, he has fought a lot with Himuro Ryo's experience body, which has almost become his instinct.

Don't think about this kind of problem at all.

Ziyin is an old member of Quanyuan, and he has not seen too many fighters, and Leng Kong doesn't believe that she can't see her own state.

"Okay, a little selfish"

Being stared at by the handsome muscular little wolf dog, Ziyin felt a little trembling in her heart, raised her fingertips and made a little gesture.

"I checked the accounts recently and found that the supplier who delivers to the college restaurant has secretly raised prices."

"It just so happens that you need a sparring partner, so I'll take the opportunity to beat them up."

"Oh capitalist!"

Leng Kong didn't believe Ziyin's nonsense, even a small merchant dared not raise the price for a big group like Huangying even if he had the guts to do so. I'm afraid it's the truth because he lowered the price by himself?

But Leng Kong didn't say anything, after all, he also earned billions in every game, which was about one-tenth of the bet.

Although he still hasn't spent any money yet, at least the man has enough confidence.

To exaggerate, you can call yourself a master.

Of course, compared to the real consortium, it's just Xiaohao, or Xiao Xiaohao.

"I don't care, find me a strong man next time, at least he must be a real fighter!"

Picking up a big stick bone, he gnawed off the bone and the flesh in a few mouthfuls, and the food delivery staff next to him who was eating fiercely looked at him with a chill.

(End of this chapter)