From Fist Wishing Blade to Muscle King Ming

Chapter 311 Er Qiao: Let me die!
Don't get me wrong, Leng Kong is not stroking Er Qiao, he is not pretty enough.
Leng Kong was just helping him unload his bones,
Ka. Kaka
Wherever the palm passed, all the bones and joints were removed, and a series of dislocations sounded like popping beans.

"Bastard, what the hell are you trying to do?"

Er Qiao wanted to cry, his body shook crazily, the naked eyes glowed from his body surface, and the ripple energy was passively activated.

But it's useless, all the bones of his body have been removed, and the ripple energy can't make him move.

"What do you want to do?"

Leng Kong's loving smile reappeared, "Didn't I say earlier that I want you to feel the true meaning of pain in advance?"

Palm rubbing, ready to start real training,
"Little ghost, remember, if you want to gain strength, you must first endure pain. This is the truth I said!"

At the same time as speaking, point, flick, push, or sweep with ten fingers, caressing Er Qiao's body at high speed.

In less than a moment, Er Qiao's tendons, flesh, and bones were all torn apart!

Disjointed hands!
It's a punishment, and it's also a practice method, its full name is "dividing the tendons and contracting the muscles, returning the bones to the original"!
This exercise can effectively improve the shape of bones and joints, as well as activate blood and strengthen muscles!
Of course, beginners are best not to try.

Generally, warriors complete the steps step by step through stance, exercise, breathing, opening joints, etc., in order to achieve the effect of strengthening muscles and strengthening body control.

The one used by Leng Kong sounds like a quick version, but to be honest, it is a punishment, a horrible punishment that can kill people alive and painful!
"What the hell is this?"

"Ah."

"It's itchy!"

"It hurts so much!"

"Ah. I can't take it anymore!"

"It itches and hurts!"

At first, Er Qiao just felt an unbearable extreme itching rapidly spreading all over his body.
But after the muscles and veins of the whole body twitched violently, and every muscle bundle swelled at an extremely fast speed, indescribable extreme pain gushed out from every cell in the body,
The itching and pain, which were more terrible than death, flooded into the brain frantically, and Er Qiao's consciousness almost soared from the spot.

"Ah."

"Itchy. Aah, I can't stand it!"

"Lengkong, you bastard, perverted, lunatic!"

"I do.!"

"I'm going to fuck you to death!"

The dislocation of the tendons, the separation of the flesh and blood, and the rapid twitching of the muscles made Er Qiao, who was lying on the ground, not only maintained his human shape, but looked completely inhuman from the outside.

The violently twitching tendons stretched the skin high, as if there were countless black earthworms crazily burrowing inside,
The dense veins made his face deformed, and his hideous appearance was even scarier than Leng Kong's grimace.

Each muscle bundle seems to have become an independent life, wanting to jump out of the skin and bounce wildly around the body.

The whole body was flushed like blood, the surface of the body was hot, and the light representing ripple energy flickered and went out like a human-shaped signal light.

The indescribable itching flooded into the brain one after another with the torrent of pain, and Er Qiao's tears, snot, and saliva were all mixed together.

This will be his grandma, and she will definitely not recognize him.

The swearing in the mouth also turned into begging for mercy,
"Ahh. No. No way."

"I really can't do it."

"Leave me alone!

"I'm calling you daddy, just let me go!"

"Ah."

"It hurts to death...!

"Kill me!"

"Kill me, bastard!"

In the end, it turned into begging for death.

"Oh, by the way, I almost forgot that ripple energy can suppress pain and heal the physical body."

Leng Kong directly skipped Er Qiao's screams, and demonstrated the ripple breathing method to Er Qiao, "Look, I'll only demonstrate it twice, it's up to you whether you can remember it or not."

"Fuck!"

Er Qiao was so angry that he almost popped his bloodshot eyes out of their sockets.

Just to keep a little bit of sobriety in the waves of endless pain, he has exhausted all his strength.

How can he learn with this attitude?

In less than two seconds, Er Qiao had beaten Leng Kong countless times in his heart.

devil!

This crazy pervert is the devil!
But seeing that Leng Kong didn't care whether he could remember or not, and was still performing on his own, Er Qiao could only resist the torrent of pain, with his eyes bulging out of his sockets, staring at his mouth shape.

In other words, the "golden spirit" is the strongest ability of the Joestar family.

The more desperate you are, the more this indomitable spirit can inspire the terrifying potential of the Joestar family!
Er Qiao Mingming had already experienced hallucinations and auditory hallucinations in the torrent of extreme pain, and dozens of Leng Kong's bowed figures also appeared, but when he fully concentrated, all the phantoms of Leng Kong disappeared.
Only dozens of huge red lips are left in the field of vision, floating in the air and breathing in and out of oxygen regularly.
The corners of Er Qiao's mouth crooked by the muscles, instinctively moved with the rhythm, and the bright light representing the ripple energy lit up on the body surface, and the pain was really reduced a lot.

Now Er Qiao stammered even more vigorously, and stopped screaming for a while.

With just one mouth, you can't maintain the breathing method even if you scream, and if you can't maintain the breathing method, you will experience the extreme pain again.

Everyone knows how to choose.

All her mind was devoted to the breathing method, and Er Qiao even stopped the thought of beating the cold air in her mind.
After the cold air drill, seeing that Er Qiao had entered the rhythm of rippled breathing, he nodded appreciatively.

To be honest, Er Qiao's talent is beyond words.

Leng Kong knew how painful it would be if he did it himself, and the degree of pain might be worse than when he merged with the Wu clan.

I remember that at that time, I felt the extreme pain for the first time, and finally passed out from the pain.

And Er Qiao not only held on, but also concentrated on learning the breathing method, or driven by the extreme pain, the breathing method has been deeply imprinted in his brain by his subconscious mind to form an instinct.

Leng Kong concluded that after such an experience, Er Qiao would still be able to maintain a stable breathing method even if his throat and lungs were punctured.

Because even this kind of pain has survived, so what if a single throat and lung are exploded?
"Um"

"Sure enough!"

"It seems that the time of Thor's trial will be extended!"

Leng Kong commented, closed his eyes, and entered a state of meditation.

"No, no!"

"Empty. The body is hollowed out."

"Squeezed dry."

"It's really squeezed until there is not a drop left."

"Ahhh. Pain. Pain is back and I fuck"

"Made, it hurts so much!"

After all, the ripple energy is not infinite, and not long after, Er Qiao began to moan and howl in pain again.

However, Leng Kong had already blocked his voice after sinking into meditation, so he could only call out to Feng.

The wind is gone, the screams are also blown away, only the pain will last forever!
"Hiss. That. What the hell is that?"

At noon, Spit brought his servants over to deliver food, and was immediately taken aback by the monster on the ground.

The monster shrank into a ball, its whole body was red and dripping with blood, and there were countless black blood lines as thick as earthworms twitching crazily under its skin. It looked extremely terrifying.

"help me"

Hearing Spit's voice, Er Qiao, who was already numb from the pain, seemed to see a life-saving straw, and hurriedly raised his face, which was also covered with black blood lines, and asked for help from Spit's weakness.

"what"

"Looking at the face is even scarier!"

In the end, not only did Spit fail to recognize Er Qiao, but he even jumped on the spot in fright, and his movements were so agile that he didn't look like an old man at all.

(End of this chapter)