From Fist Wishing Blade to Muscle King Ming

Chapter 299 I'm not a human anymore!
For cultivation, Leng Kong is a professional.

This is a good habit developed in the blade world, once you start, you will be deeply immersed in it immediately.

Ripple is similar to the internal force in martial arts novels, or it is the same as non-attribute chakra, but it is difficult to leave the body.

In the early stage of cultivation, it can only be emitted from the extremities of the limbs, but as the control power increases, it can also be emitted from various parts of the human body.

Different parts all depend on proficiency. If you think about it, you can also shoot ripples with that thing.

At the same time, the more concentrated the ripples, the greater the power.

As time goes by, the characteristics of the cold air to the ripples, as well as the control are soaring at super speed.

Without him, after merging with Fan Ma's blood, there is a ghost brain that can be learned immediately when he sees it, and can be quickly used in actual combat. He can't slow down even if he wants to, and his cultivation speed is comparable to that of a rocket.

As for intensity?

With Leng Kong's current monster physique, the strength is naturally inhuman.

In the blink of an eye, it was three months later.

After eating the remaining beast bones, another small hill was piled up on the top of the mountain.

And these are just the game that Leng Kong went to hunt bored after eating the food brought by the Ripple Warrior.

Quiet and thinking about moving, Leng Kong decided it was time to go down the mountain,

Because he had basically eaten all the beasts within a radius of ten miles, which meant that he had no snacks to eat.

When I returned to the place where the Ripple Warriors gathered, I realized that Stray had left XZ more than a month ago.

"Kong, have you finished your training?"

"Exactly, we are still thinking of sending someone to find you!"

While Leng Kong was sitting in the cafeteria holding a whole roasted whole lamb and gnawing fiercely, three old men who had to be supported while walking came in tremblingly on crutches.

"what's up?"

These three old men, Leng Kong met when he joined the Ripple Clan ceremony, they should be regarded as the elders of the Ripple Clan, but
However, according to Leng Kong's perception, although the three old men are a bit older, they have practiced ripples for many years, so they don't tremble when they walk, right?

"Something happened to Stray."

The oldest among them stroked the white beard hanging down to his waist, tremblingly said,

"There has been no news since Stray went to New York at the invitation of Spitwagen, the owner of the SPW consortium, a month and a half ago."

"Now the SPW consortium has brought news that their boss, Spitwagen, and his staff have died. We want you to go and see the situation."

Leng Kong raised his head, the corners of his mouth were glistening with oil, "I have only been Ripple Messenger for three short months, why are you looking for me?"

"Because you showed enough strength before you started,"

The elder paused on his crutches and said: "Now Spit and Stray may be killed, and you may be the only person in the clan who has the strength to rescue them."

"Okay, after eating, I'll go out in a herdsman's car."

Leng Kongyang nodded with the roasted whole lamb that most of its skeleton had disappeared in his hand, eating and drinking for nothing for so long, he should do something for others.

"There's no need to take a ride. The plane of the SPW consortium has arrived. It's now parked at the square behind the main hall. You can go there after eating."

After the elder finished speaking, he walked away tremblingly.

When he got out of the cafeteria and out of Leng Kong's sight, the third elder's feet were no longer sore, his hands were no longer shaking, and he even straightened his hunchback. His eyes met and his face was full of relief.

"It's great that the SPW consortium is here, and finally let us find an excuse to send this idiot away."

"That's right, if he eats it again, he will eat up the thousands of cattle and sheep in the pasture."

"The Ripple family only has such a little property, but they can't afford to be ruined like this."

"I can hear it!"

Leng Kong's hearing is so keen, not to mention that the three elders are separated by only one door, even if there are more than ten doors, he can still hear clearly.

"It's better to hear."

"Go to the SPW consortium, they can definitely support you."

The Great Elder poked a hole in the floor with his crutches, and his voice was much louder than that in front of Leng Kong just now.

"Stingy, I only eat more than a dozen of them a day, and I usually hunt wild game by myself to make up for it."

"Besides, I am also Ripple Messenger now, everyone is tired of logging!

"Show me your head, get on the plane and disappear for me!"

The elder left angrily.

More than ten a day, that is to say, three months of cold air, more than 1000 of them were gnawed by cattle and sheep alone.

I heard that the nearby beasts dare not come over now, and the appetite will only increase in the future.

Who can afford to support such a prodigal son?

What's more, their Ripple family is still a semi-recluse cultivator.

The hidden world is poor from the other side. After all, they are not Wakanda and can sell vibration gold.

No more, it seems that we have to find another place to eat.
After wiping the bones and meat, he wiped off the oil stains on his hands and mouth with a napkin and strode towards the square.

"So, where are we going?"

Carelessly boarded the helicopter, his eyes automatically skipped over the pilot in the driver's seat, and stopped on the man/woman sitting in the back row.

"New York, by the way, I am Mr. Spit's secretary general, Satilesa Tapea."

The humanoid reached out,
"Ripple Messenger, Leng Kong!"

While answering, Leng Kong inhaled slightly, and the scent of light perfume flooded into his nose, "So, are you a real woman?"

Can women tell the difference between true and false?
Satilesa's beautiful willow eyebrows slightly frowned, and her blue eyes looked at Leng Kong as if she was insane.

Why does she feel that this ripple messenger is unreliable?
Then the straight long legs turned into Erlang legs, tender white slender fingers caressed the bright red wavy curly hair, and the proud chest muscles were raised high, "Isn't it obvious?"

"obviously obvious"

"But the problem is, everyone is so obvious to me."

Leng Kong tapped the opponent's bulging chest muscles, "Well, it should be true, men are not so soft."

"you?"

The pectoral muscles were passive, and the woman's eyes were wide open, but she found that Leng Kong had already slumped on the seat and closed his eyes to rest his mind like a normal person.

"Breathe. Breathe"

I... I don't want to get angry with the crazy, the most important thing is to find Mr. Spit now.

"Mr. Leng Kong, do you know why we are looking for you?"

"Is it because of the disappearance of Spit and Stray?"

Leng Kong didn't even open his eyelids.
"That's right."

Satilesa: "Mr. Spit disappeared with the Ripple Messenger, so our SPW consortium will invite another Ripple Messenger as insurance."

"Don't ask me, I don't know anything."

Leng Kong lazily shook his head,

"Of course we know this. In terms of intelligence, the SPW consortium will collect it. They just want to have a Ripple messenger back up when they are looking for you."

Leng Kong: "I don't care about it, I will give it if I do it or not."

Satilesa: "For what?"

"money!"

Leng Kong spit out a word, without a place to eat, he has to support himself, don't talk about money, is it about relationship?

"Give!"

"As long as you can help us rescue Mr. Spit, we will give you more."

Satile Sabi's blue eyes were only narrowed.

Crazy, pervert, money addict!
Just a meeting, Satilesa added three labels to Leng Kong.

And Leng Kong was thinking about why Stray disappeared,

In the limited number of conversations with him, Leng Kong could feel that Stray desperately wanted to be a monster.

Because when he saw himself occasionally displaying an inhuman physique, his eyes showed deep longing from time to time.

This kind of desire is not aimed at the cold and empty body, but that the hunger and thirst surpass human beings!

In a word, he doesn't want to be a human anymore!
new york street,

One of the goals of Leng Kong's trip, Stray, whose appearance had returned to his youthful state, was standing under the street lamp.

Judging by the status, he has completed his goal and become an inhuman!
Opposite him stood a muscular young man with a smirk on his face.

"I, Stray, will show no mercy!"

"JOJO, I want your life!"

Stray's palm with sharp nails, protruding from the long sleeve,
"is it?"

Hearing this, the young man immediately pulled out a machine gun from behind and pulled the trigger directly.
blah blah blah.
The muzzle of the gun frantically swallowed flames, and the bullets formed a rain curtain, directly shooting Stray from the street into the shop,
"Although...Although I knew that JOJO likes to mess around, I didn't expect him to be so messy."

The battle is going on, and the little black ghost huddled in the corner is also explaining frantically in his heart,

"Suddenly on the street, I took out the Thompson submachine gun I got from somewhere, and fired at full power?"

"Ok?"

Leng Kong, who was walking a few streets away, also heard gunshots, "This is Free America, gunfights every day?"

The Ripple Messenger is just a temporary insurance added by the SPW consortium.
So after arriving in New York, Sati Lesa booked a hotel for Leng Kong, and went to the headquarters of the SPW consortium to work overtime to collect information.

Unless there is something wrong, I generally don't look for cold air.

Lengkong is also happy and relaxed, because prostitution for free is also very cool!
Every day is just walking around, looking for delicious food and physical characteristics.

"Well, no!"

Originally, the cold air was going to be ignored as a normal phenomenon, but the sound of the gunshot felt wrong, more precisely, the impact sound of the bullets was wrong.

The eyes are closed, the supernatural hearing is turned on, and the rest of the noise is blocked, and the sound is clearer now.

The impact sound of the bullet was indeed wrong, and it was stuck by the muscles just after penetrating the target's skin.

Is it a physical characteristic?
Or a supernatural being?

There is nothing wrong with New York, and the boring life begins to be interesting.

Haha
The cold air flashed towards the sound source at a high speed.
Boom boom boom.
As soon as they approached the block, they heard a huge explosion sound again. At least 7 and 8 grenades had to explode together to make this sound.

I don't know it's that lunatic blowing up the street
"Strange. Monster!"

At the explosion point, the black kid saw that Stray, whose body had been blasted into charred black pieces, could still gather into a human form again, and instantly looked at the young man beside him with fear on his face.

"JOJO, do you have any other countermeasures?"

"Um"

Er Qiao nodded confidently, "Of course!"

"real!"

The black person kid cried out in joy,

"That's right, there is one last strategy, this is my trump card!"

Er Qiao pointed to Stray's leg where nearly half of his flesh and blood were gone, "Look, his thigh was too shattered by the bomb just now, and he hasn't fully recovered yet, so we have to use our leg."

"What are you going to do with your legs?"

The black kid looks puzzled,

Didn't Er Qiao carry a weapon arsenal?

Why use your feet?

Can a monster that can't be killed by a gun be killed by kicking it?
"On your legs, of course, Smoky!"

Er Qiao turned around and was about to run away.

Ripple if you can beat it, and sprint if you can't beat it, this is his trump card!

"Mr. Stray, is it really you?"

"I said why the sound of breathing has changed. It turns out that I am not a human being."

At this time, Leng Kong also arrived.

"Call out Stray's name accurately, do they know each other?"

Er Qiao, who had already raised his legs, lowered his thighs gently after hearing Leng Kong's words, and at the same time, his sly eyes scanned Leng Kong's whole body quickly,
Hmm, this guy has big muscles, and he seems to be more handsome than him?

"It's you?"

"The old men actually sent you out?"

"Exactly. Exactly! Haha"

His clothes were blown off, and Stray stood upright, ignoring the fiery gazes of the onlookers,
"Do you know how envious I was of your body when I was teaching you?"

"But you are just my food now, because I have surpassed human beings and become an immortal existence, haha"

Stray looked at Leng Kong with extremely excited expression,

The body that was out of reach in the past can only be regarded as a cake to fill his stomach. This huge difference made him a little psychologically distorted.

Satisfy!

Before tasting the blood of Leng Kong, Stray felt a great sense of satisfaction.

"My Stray men never show mercy!"

"Before you show your talent, I will eat you now!"

"Ha ha."

Laughing wildly, Stray turned into a phantom and rushed toward the cold air at high speed.

Is there anything more satisfying than eating the object of longing in the past as food?
(End of this chapter)