From Fist Wishing Blade to Muscle King Ming

Chapter 233 Why do you want to be brave?
"Uncle Yong and the rest say you are strong, but why don't I believe it?"

Xiao Hei formed fists with his hands and swung them across his waist at high speed.
The feet dance lightly, the steps are quick as if they are dancing,
The front side of the body and the standing posture are slightly different from normal boxing.

"Do you believe it has anything to do with me?"

Facing Xiao Hei, who was already in an attacking posture, Leng Kong still stood straight on the spot, without even the desire to make a move.
After fighting with Yujiro, he was completely uninterested in a trash fish of Xiao Hei's level.

thump.
The sound of the drum representing the start of war sounded, and the muscles in Xiao Hei's legs tensed instantly, his body rose on tiptoes, and he volleyed towards the cold sky,

At the same time, the person was in the air, and the lightning jab had already swept towards the bridge of Leng Kong's nose at high speed.

"Volley?"

"Little Ali is going to die!"

Oliba and others stood at the entrance of the passage to watch the battle. After seeing Xiao Hei's gesture, they immediately made a conclusion.

"That's right, the movement range is too large, and the defensive space is too large!"

Blade Tooth also saw something was wrong.

Because of the range of movement, the two of them were beaten up by Leng Kong when they seized the opportunity. The memory is very deep!

"Unnecessary struggle, no matter how big or small the movement is, he will never be Kong's opponent!"

Yujiro knows the strength of Leng Kong best, because the other party is the one who brings him the most joy.

really,

On the field, Leng Kong's eyelids suddenly opened, and the corners of his mouth were pulled horizontally. His instinct was activated first, and he saw through Xiao Hei's movements instantly.

His body didn't seem to move, and Xiao Hei, who was in mid-air, seemed to be hit by an invisible attack.

puff.!

The blood gushes out from the mouth like a fountain, and the body bends into a bow and spins wildly and then shoots,
Boom!

After traveling more than ten meters, the body was printed heavily on the solid wall.

It wasn't until then that everyone saw a huge thread pattern appearing on Xiao Hei's abdomen. The terrifying twisting force tore his muscles apart, his tender flesh was turned outward, and blood was gushing out wildly.

"This this."

"What happened?"

"Why did the black man fly away just by staring at Leng Kong?"

"witchcraft!"

"This is sorcery!"

The swift counterattack beyond the recognition of the naked eye caused the audience to feel a cold air without even moving, just opened their eyes, and the little black man flew away.

One by one stood up in shock, screaming wildly, and shouting magic tricks in their mouths!

"Sure enough, he is still so strong!"

Seeing this scene, Blade Ya and Oliba groaned at the same time.

Simple, direct, brutal, cruel, these are the two people's deepest impressions of Leng Kong.

"I can't help it anymore!"

"Ho ho."

Yujiro's eyes followed Leng Kong's perfect muscle lines repeatedly, his tongue slipped between his lips, his expression of extreme hunger and thirst seemed to swallow Leng Kong alive.

"Fizz."

Fan Haiwang, who was standing at the entrance of the passage on the other side, looked at Xiao Hei whose body had turned into a mural and was still spraying out red paint, and suddenly felt cold.

Keep it up!
When Leng Kong hit himself, he definitely kept his hand!
otherwise tut tut
Sweeping his gaze over Xiao Hei's body and extending to the entire abdomen, distorted to exaggerated ferocious injuries, Fan Haiwang felt that he was just watching, and his intestines seemed to be twisted into a ball.

"Cough cough."

"You are really strong, but"

"But I am the legendary boxing champion, the son of Ali!"

The quality of the black man is good, his abdomen is twisted and cracked, he is still coughing blood and sliding down against the wall.

After landing, his legs shook violently, he clenched his teeth to suppress the pain, and forcibly stabilized his trembling body. Then he clenched his fists a little bit, and looked at the cold sky again with his war-like eyes.

"Well, resist it?"

Leng Kong raised his eyelids, his eyes slightly surprised.

According to his own strength, Xiao Hei could not bear it according to reason.

"This is the first public appearance of my father's self-created boxing style. How can I just fall down like this?"

"I can't!"

With a loud roar, Xiao Hei's body surged out of thin air, and he rushed towards Leng Kong again with his heavily injured and remnant body. His speed was even faster than when he was not injured, and he appeared in front of Leng Kong in the blink of an eye.

With the help of the momentum, the center of gravity of the body is still in the forward state, and the uppercut is charged up from the waist, directly hitting Leng Kong's jaw, the fist is sharp and gusts of wind!
"Is there a bonus (highlight) for the first appearance?
"Is there such a setting?"

Lengkong complained speechlessly,

But the gap in strength cannot be narrowed by roaring.

Muhammad Ali's boxing style is erratic, his attacks are disorderly, and he pays attention to phantoms, but he is also good at these cold spaces.

Erhuliu's "Huozou" and "Youbu" and Huyingliu's "Shun" follow the erratic route.

The basic water-sky type "Shuiyan" punches continuously and irregularly, and the trajectory of the movement is untraceable.

In addition, first of all, I feel like ordinary people, so I can see through it in advance.

phantom?

In the eyes of Leng Kong, it is no different from dancing.

The soles of his feet rubbed against the ground, his upper body didn't seem to move, but his body moved half a meter, and he punched out with a lightning jab with his right hand.

Bang!
Under the action of inertia, Xiao Hei sent his nose to Leng Kong's fist by himself, and the blood blossomed again.

But this was just the beginning, the figure was dislocated, Leng Kong threw out a jab with his left hand, before Xiao Hei could react, the side jaw was hit again,
A normal jab is generally not heavy, but a cold air is unusual.
The moment Xiao Hei was attacked, he felt that the brain tissue was bouncing like a ball in his skull at a high speed. In the repeated and violent shocks, a strong sense of dizziness quickly spread throughout his body.
He has been stunned!
But the combos aren't over yet!

The jab with his left hand had just hit, and Leng Kong made another uppercut with his right hand,

Bang!
The front of the fist hit the jaw, and under the terrifying force, the bones of Xiao Hei's jaw suddenly split, and the body that was about to fall was pulled straight again in an instant.

Just as his body was about to rise, Leng Kong struck again with a left straight punch.

Bang!
The fist hit, the chest collapsed, Xiao Hei's body was like a bomb being fired, and he flew tens of meters at top speed,

Boom
Then it was deeply embedded into the hard field wall again, the thick ribs were broken and pierced through the flesh and exposed to the air, the eyes rolled white and could not find the eyeballs.

"Pfft."

Consciousness has disappeared, but the severely injured body still makes him vomit blood crazily. Without looking, he knows that the internal organs have also been pierced by broken ribs.

"Boxing, it's boxing!"

Seeing Leng Kong's jumps and combos, Oliba was shocked instantly,
"He punches and the jab alone crushes King Ali II!"

"How is this possible?"

You must know that Ali II is the heir carefully cultivated by the legendary boxing champion.

Lost in boxing now?

The so-called tree needs bark, and people need face!

Now Leng Kong is picking on his face!

I don't know if little Ali can bear this kind of blow after being rescued.

On the field,

Leng Kong shook the blood on his hands, his eyes looked indifferently at Xiao Hei who was paralyzed in the wall pit, his eyes did not fluctuate at all,
Wouldn't it be better to admit defeat early?

Why do you have to be brave?
And compared to Yujiro tearing off Liu Haiwang's entire face, he is just blood for blood.

"You actually know how to box?"

Fan Haiwang, who was guarding the Hua Guo team's entrance, came up with a look of shock after he left the field in the cold air.

This is also because boxing can only use the hands, not to mention the feet, even the elbows cannot be used too much!

Therefore, ordinary martial arts masters seldom delve into boxing.

And looking at Leng Kong's familiarity, this is no longer dabbling, but proficiency.

"Well, in my previous training partner, there was a King of Fighters!"

Leng Kong nodded slightly, "So a little bit."

To kill a mere little blackie without even being able to warm up, what is there to show off?
(End of this chapter)