From Fist Wishing Blade to Muscle King Ming

Chapter 34 "Ghost" has been released!
The next moment, the eyes of the two people looking at each other burst out with fiery fighting intent at the same time, and their fists slammed into each other's head.

No one faltered in the face of the attack.

The attack crazily bombarded every position of the opponent's body.

But after all, this is not a ring, nor is it a fight to the death!

At best, this battle can only be regarded as a sparring between friends. Both sides have a tacit understanding to avoid the throat, eyes, ears, and genitals, which can cause people to be disabled.

But that doesn't mean they didn't try their best.

When a real man meets, either you conquer me, or I conquer you!
batter!

Crazy combos!

Replacement!

Punch each other!

Soaring blood!

The two muscle monsters started a second round of frenzied hand-to-hand combat.

"Hohohoho!"

"That's it."

"This kind of battle is the kind of strenuous exercise I want to pursue!"

"Ahaha cool!"

The blood is boiling, various hormones in the body are secreted crazily, the pain is reduced to the minimum, and the rest is endless fun and joy. Leng Kong has been so excited that he is almost crazy.

In the previous life, due to frostbite, the blood was close to freezing point, and all he could feel was the endless biting cold, paralyzed on the hospital bed, it was difficult to move his fingers, and he was surviving on a ventilator.

He dreamed of moving to warm up his body.

Now, the blood is burning!
This feeling is really too beautiful!
An opponent like Julius would not change if he added another ice room.

It's the same as cuteness is vulnerable to sexiness.

Skill has no charm in front of strength!

Fist to the flesh, the passion of blood spatter is something that those who play tricks will never experience!

If you can fight with your physique, you can use your physique to crush it, and if you can't use your physique, you can use your skills.

Only in this way can we enjoy more pleasure in the battle, isn't it?

And there is a pure white space, skills will not be your own shortcoming.

Although I have only gained an experience body of Ryo Himuro until now, I have been practicing martial arts for less than a year.

Leng Kong believes that after stepping into the boxing arena, more and more experience will be pulled into the pure white space and turned into nutrients.

Suddenly Julius kicked Leng Kong's chest, although Leng Kong crossed his arms in time to block it, but the next moment Julius clasped his hands together and hit Leng Kong's skull like a big axe.

"Dangerous!"

The terrifying crisis made Leng Kong's hair fall to the ground in an instant, and the hands covering his chest were lifted up instantly.

Bang!
The forearm blocked the hand axe, but one was to use the momentum to slash, and the other was to block hastily. Even though the strength was quite cold, Kong's body was smashed and sank, and a large area of ​​​​cracks burst out instantly on the ground he was standing on.

But this moment was what Leng Kong was waiting for, because Julius, who was kicking in front of him, was now standing on one leg, sinking down not only to relieve the force, but also to fight back.

Taking advantage of Julius's unsteady center of gravity, he took a sudden step forward, threw Julius to the ground, and smashed it with a fist bigger than a casserole while riding on his waist.

But Julius, who was lying on the ground, did not panic in the slightest, wishing that his combat experience in the ring was not fake, he raised his arms in a standard defensive posture to protect his head tightly.

As a result, although the cold air has the advantage of riding, it cannot cause an effective blow.

boom!
The fist hit the edge of Julius' forearm and suddenly slid to the ground, and then a big crater burst out on the side of his head.

As the stone fragments shot out, Leng Kong secretly called himself "not good".

Sure enough, at the moment when his strength shifted, a fist continued to enlarge in the field of vision, and the next moment it hit the tip of the nose, and blood spurted out!
Julius took the opportunity to twist his waist vigorously, flipping over and pressing the cold air under his body again.

Bang bang bang!
This time it was Julius who punched Leng Kong violently, his thighs clamped tightly around Leng Kong's waist, and his fists kept falling on his head and under his ribs.

This is the charm of melee combat, where fighter planes change in an instant.

One second, the cold air still had the upper hand, and the next second, he was attacked by fists and punched his face, crushing him!

This also proves from the side that Julius is not a reckless man who fights only by muscles.

"Ah Lord Leng!"

Seeing this scene, Zhu Mei, who was standing on the sidelines, screamed fiercely, her face full of heartache.

"Hiss. Are fighters so cruel?"

Seeing the extremely brutal battle scene, Sakang Xiang gasped and said in horror: "Then I'd better not be a pawn."

"Well, do you want salted fish again?"

Seeing that her best friend with world-class talent retreated so quickly, Cai Yexiang encouraged her:

"Learn first, let's talk about it later if you don't get into the ring. It's another kind of exercise. It's also very effective for weight loss. Didn't I also practice boxing?"

"right?"

Sha Cangxiang's eyes lit up, "Or should I admit defeat as soon as I play? Anyway, there is an appearance fee."

"Hehe. You are so clever."

Cai Yexiang stroked her head speechlessly, she didn't expect the lower limit of her best friend to be so low.

The cold air that was pressed on the ground here was naturally unwilling to be controlled by others, his waist twisted crazily, his thick thighs kicked the ground crazily, and he kicked deep marks on the concrete ground.

He analyzed Julius' movements with all his strength through the gap between the armguards.

At the moment when he punched, he grabbed Julius's arm and twisted his waist to push Julius down again.

Bang bang! ! !

Boom! ! !

The battle has now turned to ground warfare!
The two flipped from one end of the training ground to the other, and from the other end to this end, either you crushed me, or I crushed you!
Amidst the sound of terrifying beatings, the entire training ground was pitted by them, and blood was spilled all over the ground.

In the end, Leng Kong grabbed the neutral position, hugged Julius and threw him out.

"Whew, wheeze, wheeze, wheeze."

Then he stood there sluggishly, bending over with his hands on his knees, panting heavily.

No, not a single drop!

His physical strength was completely drained by Julius!

Just now when the battle was stalemate, he could still hold his breath, but now he couldn't hold on anymore once they parted.

His chest was heaving up and down like a broken bellows, the ground was soaked with sweat mixed with blood, and the only pair of eyes were frighteningly bright.

Julius' muscles were really abnormal.

The violently piled burst muscles not only brought Julius a terrifying power beyond the limits of human beings, but the super strong muscle strength also made his defense power abnormal to the extreme.

The attack hit him, and the muscles instinctively flexed to relieve the force, and the strength immediately decreased by three or four layers.

This should be the hidden effect brought about by the physical characteristic 3 "Super Muscle Control".

Before Leng Kong fought with Ryo Himuro's experience body, because the opponent's strength was too weak, he couldn't break his muscle defense at all, and he didn't develop towards the aspect of "reducing power".

So much so that he swallowed all of Julius's strength, one after another, his body couldn't hold it anymore.

"Huhu. Huchichi."

On the other side, Julius, who was thrown out, was also breathing heavily. Although he had lost his strength, his physical energy consumption was not low.

With this level of discussion, if it is someone else, it should be stopped.

But neither Leng Kong nor Julius had that intention.

As a fighter, the battle will not end until one is down!
Sparks radiated from the collision of eyes, this is the fighting spirit burning!
Boom boom boom!

Suddenly there was an intense heartbeat on the field.

"Oh, ah, power. The power is coming up! Haha."

Feeling the depths of his almost exhausted body, a violent force gushed out from the genetic level. Leng Kong's face was ecstatic, and he immediately let out a groan of extreme joy.

I saw that his whole body was congested and red at a rapid speed, the roots of blood vessels and veins protruded from the surface of the skin, and there were purple awns flashing on closer inspection.

The eyes, including the eye sockets, were pitch black and deep, and a little white light flashed out from the endless darkness, and finally turned into pearls.

Black eyes and white pupils!

The ghost eyes of the Wu clan appeared!
In an instant, Leng Kong transformed from a human into a ferocious dark purple ghost!
"What the hell?"

"Lengkong will transform?"

Seeing Leng Kong's "liberation", Sha Cangxiang jumped up violently.

Why does she feel that the profession of fighter is getting more and more terrifying?

(End of this chapter)