From Fist Wishing Blade to Muscle King Ming

Chapter 58 Wu Lei'an: Is it because I don't want to go out?
"Mr. Leng, why do I feel that your state of meditation is not right?"

Taking advantage of the cold air, Zhu Mei lay side by side on the grass and basked in the sun together.

Although the two have established a relationship, getting along is no different from usual.

Because of Ziyin's harsh words, Zhu Mei will never be punished for certain things before she graduates!
"Encountered a magic barrier!"

Leng Kong narrowed his eyes, letting the sun shine on his body, making him feel warm.

His demon is the God of Thunder with extreme speed and the heart of killing: Yu Lei Zero!
It seems that since the battle, he has been crushing his opponent with his superhuman body.

From breaking Ryo Himuro's arm, to slamming Wu Renichi with a physique comparable to Julius, beating Inaba Ryo violently, and killing Julius with a ghost body.

It's all because of the superiority in physique.

There is no way, as long as the physical characteristics are copied, they can be absorbed by the body immediately, but the technology can't be rushed, and you need to learn step by step.

Some people will say, why is technology still so rubbish after dying so many times?
Without even thinking about it, Leng Kong learned the basics of March seriously, and then broke Bingshi Liang, and was kicked out of the teacher by him.

And because the experience body killed too hard, he was directly crushed to death by Leng Kong, whose anger could not be suppressed.

This led to a sudden encounter with Yu Lei Ling, who was really stuck at such an extreme speed that he couldn't even catch his movements.

Not to mention that the experience body is always in the strongest state, just "don't kill", the strength of Yulei Zero who stood on the ring has been weakened.

It was useless to think too much, and the big hand was gently stroking the scrub on the top of Zhu Mei's head.

"Why do you stay in the backyard every day and don't need to go to the academy?"

"Hey, Mr. Leng, you really don't have a sense of time. It's almost New Year's Eve, so of course we have a holiday."

Feeling the warmth from Leng Kong's palm, Zhu Mei rolled her eyes and smiled, then turned over and lay on Leng Kong's body, her fingertips unconsciously moved along the muscle lines.

"Lunar New Year's eve?"

"How fast?"

"I remember that I lived in when you were on summer vacation. It's been more than half a year?"

"if not?"

"Didn't you notice that the weather is getting colder and getting darker and earlier?"

The two chatted with each other.

When the time came, Leng Kong entered meditation, died within a few minutes, and continued to lie down after eating.

The expected Wu Lei'an never appeared, and Wu Fengshui didn't come back after his harsh words. The rest of the miscellaneous fish, who were not even fighters, punched one by one, and couldn't even make Leng Kong warm up.

What Leng Kong didn't know was that it wasn't that Wu Lei'an didn't want to come, but that he couldn't.

The ghost of the Wu family, the training ground.

"Let me out!"

"Just that kid, what kind of technology do you want?"

"I can crush him with my bare hands!"

Wu Lei'an grew impatient with the practice, and roared at the clansmen standing outside the court.

"Xiao'an, I'm sorry, the old man ordered that you can't get out of this door until your skills are not passed!"

Wu Juexiong leaned against the door frame, and behind him and around the training ground stood a large group of big men of the Wu family holding pure steel baseball bats.

"Crazy, aren't you awesome?"

"Break in by yourself?"

"Break out and kill that brat to death, we support you!"

"That's right, why don't you dare to go crazy now?"

Some big men in the crowd who were about the same age as Wu Lei'an made provocative voices.

They were often beaten by Wu Lei'an since they were young, and now they wish that Madman'an would force his way in and beat him up so that his whole body would fail.

Anyway, Wu Lei'an's vitality is as strong as a cockroach, and he can go to the infirmary to lie down for a week at most.

"You bastards, wait for me!"

"I'll kill you now!"

Wu Lei'an's air was boundless, but he stood firmly on the spot with both feet, without any sign of forcible entry.

He is crazy not stupid.

In addition to the highly liberated Wu family guarding the field, there are Wu family snipers crouching around.

Even if he rushed out of the training ground, he would have to be paralyzed by an anesthesia gun and thrown into a vertical underground cell nearly [-] meters deep.

The Wu family has been passed down for 1300 years, and there are many lunatics, and the family has a lot of experience in dealing with it.

Leng Kong didn't wait for Wu Lei'an, but another person.

"You want to challenge me by name?"

"What's the matter?"

Feeling the cold air that Yu Huo has nowhere to vent, lying in the backyard as usual that day, Koizumi came to tell him the good news.

Because Ziyin had too many affairs, Koizumi-chan temporarily left her work in secret arts and became Leng Kong's manager.

"I heard that he is a violent villain from a free country. He is known as a street fighter!"

Sitting in the gazebo enjoying the scenery, Ziyin stretched lazily, with a variety of amorous feelings.

"It may be that you have been too popular in ending the three major assassinations recently, and you want to beat you to become famous."

"Street Fighter?"

"Then go and see."

Leng Kong stood up and touched his dark circles, and there was a flash of violence in his eyes.

Being tortured and killed by Yu Lei Zero every day, he is now fighting the experience body in his sleep and dreams at night.

It's just time to abuse the dishes and vent your sulking.

"I am coming too!"

Zhu Mei skillfully climbed Leng Kong's arm up to her shoulder.

"The chairman, let's go first."

Koizumi-chan bowed towards Ziyin, and ran towards Leng Kong with two short legs upside down.

PS: I came back late, and I will make up two more chapters in the early morning.

Don't give up on me, a little bit every day, the grades are very poor.

(End of this chapter)