My Simulated Son's Life

Chapter 57 The Winner, Li Changkong! (Please follow up and ask for a recommendation ticket~)

Shaking his head in disdain, Li Changkong spread out his left hand, palm facing the sky, and hooked his four fingers contemptuously.

Facing Li Changkong's humiliation, Han Kening's face was calm.

He had completely ruled out all distracting thoughts, and the only thought left in his mind was to smash Li Changkong's annoying face into pieces.

Huh, with the howling wind, Han Kening's figure moved at high speed on the loess field.

"Could it be?"

Seeing Han Kening's performance, Li Fanjiang, Song Yan and others had a vague guess in their hearts.

A look of worry appeared on the faces of Cheng Yuting and others, and a look of joy appeared in Song Yan's eyes.

If their guess is correct, then Li Changkong is in danger!

'This guy, the first one to temper was not the arm bone, but the leg bone! '

No one thought that Han Kening, a knife practitioner, would temper the leg bones first.

At this stage, Li Changkong's most troublesome enemies were those who moved nimbly.

High sensitivity means high dodge, Li Changkong is full of strength, facing such an enemy is probably like an anti-aircraft gun hitting a mosquito, of course, as long as he catches him, Han Kening will surely die.

But if Li Changkong failed to seize the opportunity, he would be in danger of being killed by Han Kening flying a kite.

The situation on the loess field was just as they expected. Li Changkong was gradually forced to retreat in front of Han Kening's iron legs that could faintly crack stones.

'The second type of square knife, across the southeast! '

Han Kening's right leg swept across like a big axe. Because of his height and long legs, this heavy leg directly slashed across a huge semicircle, enveloping Li Changkong in it.

That's right!Han Kening not only tempered his own leg bones, but also integrated the saber technique into his leg technique.

Li Changkong suddenly bent his arms, blocking him like a shield.

Seeing this, Han Kening showed a cruel smile on his face.

The heavy legs he came across turned directly in the middle, and with the howling wind hammered at Li Changkong's head, which was open for defense.

Then, under the eyes of Cheng Yuting and others who couldn't bear to look directly at him, Li Changkong was kicked by this leg, and fell straight to the ground like a tree that was sawed down!

Li Changkong only felt numbness on his face, and then he felt a stream of liquid flowing from his nostrils.

There was no time, because the muscles in the waist and abdomen were exerted instantly, and Li Changkong bounced off the ground.

"tui!"

Li Changkong spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva.

strong enough!

As soon as he took a few steps back, Han Kening's figure appeared next to Li Changkong again, his heavy legs were raised high again, and he slashed at Li Changkong's head like a scimitar with howling wind.

It is the first form of the square knife, fighting in the northwest!

Before he had time to hesitate, Li Changkong folded his arms and blocked them above his head.

The moment his legs and arms intersected, Li Changkong felt an incomparable force of staring from Han Kening's legs.

If the power of qi and blood is water, then the strength of bones is ice. Now the strength of Han Kening's legs is close to ice.

Therefore, after borrowing this blow, Li Changkong was directly repelled by dozens of steps.

"It's over!"

Cheng Yuting's face was pale. There was no doubt that Li Changkong was about to lose. Now he could only hope that Han Kening's men would show mercy and not kill Li Changkong.

"Let me just say it. How could Li Changkong be Captain Han's opponent?"

The boy next to Ma Qingqing smiled triumphantly, and looked at Chu Lin with mocking eyes.

But finding that Ma Qingqing still hadn't come to his senses and came back to him, he snorted coldly, looked towards the center of the field again, and vented all his anger on Li Changkong.

'If it weren't for you, how could Qingqing be attracted by that guy Chu Lin's big words? '

He secretly cheered for Han Kening in his heart, hoping that Han Kening would beat Li Changkong to death on stage.

Han Kening once again whipped up the howling wind of death, sweeping towards Li Changkong.

At such a critical moment, feeling the unfavorable eyes around him, and looking at the expression on Han Kening's face that he is sure of victory.

Li Changkong laughed instead.

That's it!

He just likes this feeling, this feeling of walking on the edge of life and death makes him feel extremely carefree and exciting!

Straightforward crushing is certainly fun, but the feeling of fighting against a powerful enemy and winning it makes him even more intoxicated!

In such a situation where everyone is not optimistic about him, only by trampling to death a powerful enemy who is sure that he has won can make Li Changkong feel his blood boil, and only then can he feel that he has firmly grasped his destiny in his own hands!
A look of fanaticism appeared on Li Changkong's face, and he felt that all the muscles in his body were excited.

His spirit was concentrated like never before, and under the excitement, his energy surged like a surging river.

He seemed to have smelled the moist moisture on the river in his nostrils.

"Did you hear that?"

"Where is the sound of the tide coming from?"

"I heard it too, what's going on? How can I hear the sound of the tide here?"

There was a hint of doubt on the faces of the gang members in the audience. You must know that the Dajiang Gang's station is nearly ten miles away from Dajiang in a straight line. It is reasonable to say that the sound of the waves should not be heard at such a distance.

There was a look of shock on Chu Lin's face. He was the only one present who knew where the sound of the tide came from. He had heard the sound of the tide when he was in the reserve team!
His friend Ji Kang was beaten to death by Li Changkong on the spot amidst the sound of the tide.

How could this not impress him deeply, how could he not remember it in his heart?

It's just that the sound of the tide that day is compared to today, just like the difference between a stream and a big river!

Under everyone's suspicious eyes, Li Changkong moved, and he suddenly swung his right fist.

Wave stacking fist, the overlord's one-word throwing gun style + turmoil!
Han Kening's determined expression changed.

As if he was on a windy river, the tip of his nose seemed to smell the tide brought by the wind.

The howling wind held Han Kening tightly in his invisible big hands, trying to pull him towards Li Changkong.

"Don't think about it!"

The blue veins on Han Kening's forehead were bulging, and he tried his best to resist the force from his body.

Li Changkong's face showed fanaticism, and the blood all over his body spurted out again with his fist.

Wave stacking fist, the overlord's one-word throwing gun style + waves turning clouds!
Han Kening felt his eyes darken, as if a monstrous wave appeared in front of him in a trance, engulfing his body in it.

Han Kening is worthy of being a master who is about to reach the eighth rank. In this overwhelming force, his legs were like two wooden stakes, deeply nailed to the ground, and he did not lose his balance completely.

Just when this wave of curling energy is about to pass.

Li Changkong took a deep breath, the breath was so long that one couldn't help wondering whether his chest would be burst by the huge amount of air.

"Death to me!"

If there was a thunderbolt in the clear sky, in a daze, everyone seemed to see a roaring river rushing towards Han Kening with an incomparable momentum.

The expression on Han Kening's face froze.

Li Changkong's right fist was like a sharp spear, piercing through his chest, and then piercing out from his back.

Slowly pulling out his right hand, looking at the heart that had shattered into a puddle of mud in his hand, Li Changkong sneered at Han Kening's unbelievable face:
"Don't worry, I'll send him down to accompany you soon."

At this time, Han Kening's burly body fell to the ground unwillingly.

The winner, Li Changkong!
(End of this chapter)