From Fist Wishing Blade to Muscle King Ming

Chapter 98 What is true power!
"Let me tell you, what is a real Tie Shan Kao!"

Leng Kong's muscles tensed, his body tilted sideways, and he also bumped into it with his shoulder.

Zheng!
As if iron blocks collided, the moment the shoulders touched, a sound similar to metal collision exploded in the air above the road.

Needless to say, with the same move, Ten Ghost Snake King Horse was inferior to Leng Kong in terms of completion and physical strength, and his body instantly flew backwards for more than 20 meters as if being hit by a fast-moving cart.

Bang!
"Pfft."

After landing, he immediately spit out big mouthfuls of black blood lying on the ground.

He didn't get hit by the cold air hummer when he stopped the car just now, but now he made up for it.

"impossible!"

"Absolutely impossible!"

"Er Hu, you were killed because you were too weak!"

"How could I not be able to beat Erhuliu!"

Frustrated by Leng Kong with Erhuliu's Vajra, Ouma in a state of mind is even more violent, his eyes overflow with endless hostility, his body instantly bounces off the ground, his legs bend, and he rushes towards Leng Kong at top speed again.

And during the dash, his fist was already aimed at the cold air.

Erhuliu: King Kong: Fire and Sky Type: Instant Iron Break!

"Hey, your movements have changed!"

"I said, how long has it been since you haven't seriously practiced Erhu Liu's moves?"

The speed of Shun Tiesha is very fast, but it is a pity that it moves in a straight line, which makes it difficult for Tiantian to face the cold sky of Yu Lei's zero-speed lightning flash.

At the same time, the ultra-extreme reflex nerves brought by Aguya made him buckle on Wang Ma's incoming wrist, and then violently twisted, Wang Ma's arm joints suddenly made a cracking sound.

"Technology!"

"What I want to see is the Erhu technique that you are proficient in!"

"What's the use of running wildly by God all the time?"

"Even if you explode your potential again, can you still be stronger than my body?"

Leng Kong is really angry, does this person have a bag on his head?
Obviously he has mastered all the four majors of Erhuliu, and even comprehended the profound meaning, but he just doesn't need it!

He also clearly knows that his body is at an absolute disadvantage compared to himself, but he still has to forcibly squeeze his heart and his own hard steel!
Don't you just look down on Erhuliu technology so much?
But the key, what you are using now is the Erhu technique!

His fingers pinched the artery in Oma's wrist, and he kicked him more than ten meters away with a fierce kick.

"Cough cough."

"Impossible, Erhuliu is so weak, how could I lose to you!"

The blood was coughed up desperately, but the Ten Ghost Snake King Horse was still improving its magical power.

Boom!

Boom!

A violent beating sound that was more intense than before exploded from his chest, and when he raised his head again, the whites of his eyes were already scarlet.

"I will defeat you and prove that the two tigers are no better than this!"

The heart rate increased further, and the cardiovascular load further increased, which made Wang Ma even more insane.

At this time, there is only one desire in his heart, and that is to defeat, to defeat the muscular man in front of him who uses the Erhuliu King Kong type, so as to prove that his obsession all along is not wrong!
He is not wrong!

Because the Erhu who used the Erhu style died in front of him so weakly back then.

The two tigers are nothing but this!

"Roar!"

The corners of his mouth were pulled back to the limit, exposing his white teeth stained red with blood, Ouma roared unconsciously, and his body rushed towards the cold air again.

"Go to hell, Erhu!"

The body turned into a bloody light and appeared in front of Leng Kong, squatting slightly to gather strength, and the next moment he jumped up and hit Leng Kong's face hard with the tip of his elbow.

"So you're an idiot!"

"He's obviously a slender guy, but he insists on giving up his skills to match his muscular body?"

Leng Kong stretched out his big hand, and the jumping Ouma seemed to have sent his neck to his palm, and when he closed his palms, he lifted Ouma in the air.

"And why does defeating me prove that the two tigers are weak?"

"Obviously you are the heir of Erhuliu, okay?"

Leng Kong feels that this person has gone completely crazy, not only has he forgotten all the techniques, but his brain is also broken, because people with normal brain circuits can't figure it out at all!
"Hehe."

But how could Ouma, whose eyes were already filled with scarlet, be able to listen to people's words at this moment?
His throat roared unconsciously, his heart beat more violently, his body was hung by Leng Kong's hands, his waist twisted, and in the next second, his toes kicked Leng Kong's chin fiercely.

Leng Kong's head was raised by the terrifying force brought by the crushing life, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

It's not over yet, Ouma stretched his hands around the back of his neck while stepping out, grabbed Leng Kong's fingers and folded them violently.

Click
Leng Kong's index finger and little finger were instantly folded to the back of his hand.

It's a pity that the front of his right hand was twisted into a twist, and now he couldn't use much strength to move Leng Kong's thumb, so Leng Kong stuck in the air with his thumb, middle finger, and ring finger.

"Is it so cruel?"

Seeing that Ouma squeezed his heart hard, raised his strength to the same level as his own, and after breaking his index finger and little finger, he grabbed his remaining three fingers.

Leng Kong's eyes were instantly covered in pure black, he was about to release the ghost!

dong dong dong.
Compared with Ooma's beating heart like a bell, Leng Kong is the iconic beating of war drums.

The heart is like an engine. The difference in physical fitness between the two is too great. Even if Wang Ma loads up wildly, the essential gap cannot be overcome by just loading up.

With the sound of war drums, Leng Kong's body instantly turned dark purple, his muscles tensed, and his folded index finger and little finger bounced back to their original positions in an instant driven by the muscles.

"Since you desire power, then I will show you what real power is!"

The palm of the hand was strong, and the three times the force under normal conditions instantly pinched Oma's neck thinner. The moment the force was applied, Ouma's eyeballs popped out by one centimeter, as if they were about to explode at any time.

It also releases the potential of the body, but the power it brings is completely different.

Now no matter how hard Ouma tried, he couldn't move Leng Kong's fingers. At the same time, because the trachea and blood vessels in the neck were completely crushed, Ouma's face instantly turned purple and black.

At the same time, the eyeballs that were about to burst looked at the muscle monster in front of them as if they were seeing a ghost!
This power!
Does this terrifying force that is irresistible even if he unleashes his full body potential really exist?

Is this muscular monster really a human?
"Ho ho ho!"

There was an unconscious low whine from the throat, bloodshot eyes drooped from the corners of the mouth, and Leng Kongzi's arm was crazily pulled with both hands, but he couldn't shake it at all. In the end, because of the lack of oxygen in the brain, Ouma's consciousness fell into darkness in endless despair.

"So you didn't let me see Erhuliu's technology in the end!"

Leng Kong let go of his palm, and Ouma's body fell.

call out!
Bang!
But before landing, he was violently volleyed by Leng Kong, and was framed into the roadside mountain base.

"This kick is the price you pay for denting my car."

After seeing Ouma whose body had withdrawn from the state of relying on God, but whose mouth and nose were still crazily bleeding, he wiped the blood on his hands coldly, reopened the car door and sat in the driver's seat.

He knew how the genius warrior on the attribute panel was abolished.

What else but abuse of God?
Judging by the amount of bleeding, you can tell that the blood vessels did not burst this time.

This time the brain was further damaged, and it was basically hopeless.

But fortunately, the pure white space will keep the experience body in the strongest state, and it should surprise myself by then!
Put the ignition in gear and go home.

As for whether Ouma can hold on, whether he will die from a collapsed trachea or excessive blood loss, it depends on his own fate.

The frame was found by himself, and the consequences should be borne by himself.

(End of this chapter)