From Fist Wishing Blade to Muscle King Ming

Chapter 396
"court death!"

Seeing that Leng Kong was holding a branch and was about to apologize, his stomach exploded.
The body leaned forward in an instant, and the palm of the sword hilt exerted force suddenly. While the long sword was unsheathed, it slanted towards Leng Kong's chest and abdomen with extreme speed.
Slash!
But compared to him still needing to draw his sword, Leng Kong only had a thought, and the phantom of the human figure came out instantly, and the ten-meter sword came in an instant,
Mind cut!
The big sword pierced through the void, leaving a straight bloodstain in the middle of the ventral cut face,
"Ah hiss"

The real pain of the body being cut clearly made the belly cut uncontrollably let out a muffled groan, and the swung knife froze.

"District..."

The belly-cut face roared ferociously: "Spiritual slash, small trick!"

Of course, this roar is not a simple howl of pain, but a shout of a martial artist who concentrates his spirit, which is similar to the fierce roar of a warrior when he is fighting!
In just a moment, Fukiri pulled his will out of the pain of being cut, and the Caton katana was charged up again,

呵啦啦.
The samurai sword is drawn across the cold empty stomach, and the belly cut smiles triumphantly,

"Junior, you are defeated!"

"is it?"

Leng Kong's giant palm that had been raised in mid-air fell down at a high speed. When he released the mind slash, his palm aimed at the Tianling Gai, but the samurai sword had a long attack range and hit himself first!
"Quick and flash!"

The authorities are obsessed, and the bystanders are clear. The digital swordsmen watching the battle can see it more clearly than the belly cut on the field.

His esoteric sword and slash swept across Leng Kong's waist first, but
But the opponent didn't even break the skin, only a faint red mark appeared.

Based on this inference, Leng Kong's physique is abnormally terrifying!
And the other party is also a disciple of Bangpu, the master of boxing, who is good at boxing, close combat!
Now that Fukiri has exposed his body to Leng Kong's palm, with his terrifying physique, is it possible that he will be slapped to death with a single palm?
"what?"

The belly-cut eyeballs glance up, the shadows cover them,
Bang!
The palm is in the middle of the sky,
"Pfft."

Scarlet blood spewed out from the seven orifices crazily,

Click
The strength spread from the head to the whole body, bursting into pieces with a crisp sound, and the abdomen immediately collapsed like a boneless chicken tenderloin.

"Habakiri, careless!"

Rilun, Tianqing, Canmei, and Atomic Samurai, the four great swordsmen, looked at each other and shook their heads.

In their eyes, they felt that they had won after drawing a knife and slashing, and their defenses were relaxed, and then they were knocked over by Leng Kong's palm.

In the final analysis, he still insists on his own identity, thinks highly of himself, and underestimates the younger generation.

"So strong!"

Juhe'an, the drill warrior and Qiu Wu Taidao, whose eyesight is not as good as that of the great swordsman, all cried out in surprise when they saw this scene.

Because it sounds long, but in fact, the confrontation between Fuqie and Leng Kong took less than one or two seconds from the beginning to the end.

In their field of vision, the Fubukiri swordsman drew his sword first, but he suddenly groaned in pain for some reason, the samurai sword paused for a moment and cut across Leng Kong's waist, and then he was slapped by the opponent's seven orifices to spurt blood.

"but."

Seeing limp and paralyzed on the ground, countless exploding wounds were plowed out of his whole body by terrifying force, and blood was still gushing out from the seven orifices in his head and the cracks in his body.

The three people frightened: "Could it be dead?"

"Let me see"

The bald-headed Canmei went to Fuqie and squatted down, and gently stroked his whole body with both hands: "The skull burst, and the bones of the whole body were fractured in a large area. Compared with this, the burst wound with flesh and blood can only be regarded as a skin trauma."

Then he added: "It takes at least half a year to lie down before getting out of bed."

"Little devil, you are too ruthless!"

The younger brother was beaten at the headquarters of the Juggernaut Association, and Rilun, as the leader, had to stand up and express it.
His face with his eyes closed was facing the cold sky, and the hidden and terrifying sword intent enveloped his whole body,

It is said that the sword is the most threatening when it is in the sheath, and this is the case with the sword intent of the sun wheel now.

The sword intent is hidden but not released, but the dangerous atmosphere permeates the entire space.

Leng Kong was stimulated by this breath, his hairs stood up, and goosebumps emerged.

"Too ruthless?"

"I don't even use Whirlwind Fist, otherwise he would have been a pile of minced meat."

Sensing the dangerous aura filling the entire space, Leng Kong opened his big mouth, looked at the sun wheel with a grinning expression,
"Old man, if you want to stimulate me like this again, even if I'm not full and my body has no strength, I still want to enjoy the pleasure. Then I don't know if you can bear it?"

"Uh, no!"

"Old man, I don't want to fight meaningless fights."

Although Rilun usually closes his eyes, his spiritual perception is the most sensitive among the five great swordsmen.

In the perception of his mind, Leng Kong seemed to be standing in the endless mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, like a blood demon from hell coming to the world.

In the face of such a terrifying monster, his old bones don't want to be beaten like a belly cut.

"Alright!"

Leng Kong: "You should be glad that I haven't eaten enough recently, my body is weak, and my interest is not high. Otherwise, if you stimulate me like this, I can bear it, but my body can't bear it."

"That's not working hard?"

In Ihean, the three drill warriors and Qiuwu Taidao looked at the boneless chicken fillet on the ground, with their mouths opened in an O shape.

If this is not working hard?
That's really hard, wouldn't it be able to beat people into meat sauce?
"Master Rilun, I will leave it to you."

"I will leave first with this hero association liaison officer!"

Atomic Warrior glanced at Fuchi, and walked out the door with a calm expression.

If Leng Kong had fought the other three swordsmen, he would have drawn his sword long ago.

But only the belly cut, the Atomic Warrior was indifferent, even a little dark!
Atomic Samurai is arrogant, and generally looks down on those who are less powerful than him.

The strength of the abdomen is not at the same level as other swordsmen, and it is only by operation that it can barely reach the threshold of the Juggernaut Association.

And his xinxing is not good either. (Among the five great swordsmen, only Fukiri abandons his human identity and devours monster cells for the sake of strength.)
The Atomic Warrior had long since disliked him.

If it wasn't for the Juggernaut, it wouldn't be easy to start, and before Leng Kong, he would have wanted to teach Fukuki a lesson.

"Ok?"

Leng Kong: "Are you really not going to wait for dinner?"

"I can only mix a few cups of tea at Master Rilun's place. I haven't eaten. Do you think you can do it?"

Atomic Samurai walked out of the gate without looking back, holding the mustard in his mouth.

"If you want to eat, go to my dojo, it will definitely fill you up."

"no problem!"

Hearing this, Leng Kong immediately followed. It doesn't matter where to eat, the most important thing is to have something to eat.

Moreover, the Atomic Samurai is so proud that if he doesn't eat more, he will be sorry for the other party's enthusiasm.

Half a day later, Atomic Samurai Dojo,

"So, how long will he have to eat?"

The four atomic warriors, master and apprentice, lay dead in the setting sun.

"who knows?"

"The bastard has been eating since noon."

Drill Warrior: "It's late at night, he ate up all our ingredients for a month, and he actually said that we are only [-]% full!

"Teacher, you are careless!"

Qiu Wutai saw that he was still eating crazily, and Leng Kong, who had no intention of stopping, was speechless.

"How did I know that this kid actually eats so much?"

Atomic Warrior bit the mustard, feeling bitter in his mouth.

Now he regrets bringing Leng Kong back to the dojo, and regrets even more that he wants to feed the other party.

But he can't be blamed for this. After all, whoever invites someone to dinner doesn't mean they want to eat?

The problem is, this bastard seems to have no limit to his appetite!
The stomach is a bottomless black hole, no matter how much food is swallowed, there is no ups and downs in the stomach, and the atomic warrior doubts whether there is a dimensional space in Leng Kong's stomach.

"What now?"

Ihean looked at the bottomed out freezer and rubbed his head painfully.

"How to do?"

Atomic Warrior glanced at Leng Kong secretly, and said softly, "Of course I ran!"

After speaking, he picked up his samurai sword and ran out of the door.

"Leng Kong, eat slowly, I'll take them to the Hero Association to register first."

Before leaving, I didn't forget to remind Leng Kong loudly.

He also needs face, and he made a bold statement in front of him that he would make Leng Kong full. Wouldn't it be embarrassing for the other party to say that he was not full?
Well, it's better not to meet each other!

"Well, no problem!"

Leng Kong didn't know that the Atomic Warrior wanted to run away, and he also knew that it took a lot of time to eat, so he responded quickly.

Normally, his supernormal physical sense is shielded, otherwise all the sounds within a few miles will be poured into his ears all the time, and his brain will not be able to bear it.

So... I didn't hear the conversation between the atomic warrior and his apprentice.

"But isn't it late at night?"

"Is it too hasty?"

"It's just right at night, there are few people, and the registration is fast!"

Atomic Samurai jumped into the car and kicked the accelerator, and disappeared into the sunset with his disciples.

"So positive?"

Leng Kong shook his head indifferently,
Then after frantically emptying out the existing ingredients, I belatedly realized that there seemed to be no one else in the entire dojo except myself.

"Oh"

"So it's not positive, but hiding from me?"

"But am I eating for nothing?"

"Just eat your meal and give you an S rank, it's not a loss!"

"And everyone will be heroes in the future, and will take care of you and your disciples on the battlefield!"

"There are very few examiners with such low requirements as myself, okay?"

"Come on."

Leng Kong licked off the grease stains on his lips, feeling a little unsatisfied, but looking at the dojo where there was no one but himself, he could only lift his legs and step out of the dojo.

"Fine!"

"Although the body couldn't fully recover, but I had a big meal to fill up a little bit of energy!"

"Don't worry, I will watch you on the battlefield in the future."

Leng Kong knew that he ate a lot, and knew that the Atomic Warrior couldn't hear him now, but he still accepted the other party's favor in his heart.

Then hopped on his own cross-country run and headed for the apartment.

It has been half an hour since the Atomic Warrior left, and there is no need to go when I rush over and complete the registration.

It's just a pity, it seems that the strength of the atomic warrior has not been weighed yet.

But forget it, he is also a great swordsman, his strength may be similar to that of Fukiri who was killed by his own palm, and the joy is limited.

The body has not been repaired, the fighting spirit is in the exhaustion period, and there is no interest in fighting.

Even if he took the test after eating, it would be worthwhile to give him an S-level rating later.

Because of another free meal, Leng Kong returned to the apartment and woke up until dawn.

Then after waking up, I found that today's rations had not yet arrived, and I was suddenly depressed again. ,
Sure enough, there is no financial supporter to embrace, which will delay the practice too much.

"Hey, Xiqi, introduce me to some jobs."

After washing up, Leng Kong called Xiqi again.

"Hey, it's rare to see you take the initiative!"

Xiqi laughed. In his impression, after Leng Kong joined the Heroes Association, except for killing a few mobs in the city at first, he didn't carry out a few heroic activities.

Later, he went back to the mountains with Bangpu to practice, and when he came out, he presided over the promotion of a hero, and usually stayed at the residence to practice martial arts.

"Well, there's no way."

"Chuuxue is not a good rich woman, she must be self-reliant."

"The Juggernaut Society is also poor, and the Atomic Samurai ran away after only three full meals."

Leng Kong: "I have no money to eat now."

"I heard about this"

"When I registered the Atomic Warrior yesterday, he complained that you dried up all the ingredients in his dojo in one go."

"right?"

Leng Kong: "So, as an S-level examiner, I rated this assessment as an S-level!"

"The committee decided it was S-class, right?"

Xiqi on the other side of the phone looked extremely speechless.

The Heroes Association recruited the Atomic Samurai just to use him as a link to attract the entire Juggernaut Association, and the low rating was unjustifiable.

"That's okay, I'll return this favor to him on the battlefield, it will definitely make him feel that it's worth it!"

"Now, send me some disaster information first, preferably something non-human can eat."

Leng Kong has not forgotten that the mutated animals and plants have enough energy and delicious meat.

As long as he eats a few high-level monsters, he can completely restore his body.

The undead characteristic of the zombie man requires the activation of every cell to the extreme, which consumes too much energy.

But compared to its performance, it is worth it!

Haha
"No problem, I'll ask the Intelligence Agency to sort out the disaster information and send it to you!"

Xi Qi, who felt that the high-end combat power was not enough, responded with all his heart.

Anyway, Leng Kong is a combat lunatic, and he can't die.

What are you waiting for?
Sending directly in batches, the association has been established for more than half a year, and has collected a lot of strange information.

"By the way, the disaster level should be higher, otherwise it wouldn't be enough for me to stuff my teeth."

Leng Kong added another sentence.

"it is good!"

Cici hung up the phone,

Drip
About ten minutes later, the phone rang a message, and I clicked on the cold air,

Inside there is a giant centipede thousands of meters long,

There are ancient dinosaur behemoths.

There is a big bird that looks like a phoenix.

A large black dog with six eyes and an oversized body.

A big cat with someone standing.

Big teeth that look like meatballs.

There is a big pig's head covered with patches.

There are weirdos whose bodies are covered with kelp.

There are gorillas in special suits.

There are huge flowers in full bloom.

There is a huge octopus with eyes all over its body,
There are giant muscular crows, and humanoid rhinos,
The information is very detailed, and the information is also very sufficient, including flora and fauna, land and sea.

And under each disaster monster information, there is a general picture introduction.

But I just don't know how much I can eat in it.

Because of the cold flip to the back, I also saw a big cockroach.

By the way, you can also eat this stuff?
No matter what, first choose a few edible ones, so that you can eat and kill monsters.

Leng Kong's eyes instantly locked on the giant centipede on the first page.

This thing, as long as one is marked, it is enough to eat for several months.

I've heard that centipedes are great for mending, and this one has grown to several thousand meters, so why not mend to death?

That's right, it's you!

Haha
(End of this chapter)