From fist wishes to blade teeth, JOJO

I yearn for blood, but I just release it in the ring,

And these big men yearn for blood, but they are all paved with the blood of their subordinates.

No wonder there is an old saying that when the emperor is angry, millions of corpses will be laid down, and when everyone is angry, only blood will be spattered three feet.

This is the destructive power of rights!

Because Katahara Mietou had been prepared for a long time, the rebellion caused by Hayami quickly subsided.

The next day, when Leng Kong and Zhu Mei came to the hotel restaurant for breakfast, the blood on the floor and walls had been cleaned up, and the damaged tables, chairs and benches were also completely new. It was impossible to tell that what happened here last night war.

"Hee hee. You are indeed here!"

After eating and drinking for nearly half an hour, Sha Cangxiang's three little ones suddenly appeared from the side.

"How did you guys come here?"

Leng Kong looked up, and the three little ones were too frightened last night, so they spent the night directly in the arena lounge.

"Over the arena, it hasn't fully recovered, and the food is no match for the hotel."

Yasakura Hibiki licked his tongue, his eyes automatically fell on the food,

Fried octopus balls, fried chicken legs, roast suckling pig, lamb chops, steaks, super large multi-layered delicious burgers, hee hee are all her favorites.

"After dinner, shall we go swimming?"

Taking a mouthful of octopus balls in satisfaction, the girl said happily.

"Okay...okay, yesterday was really scary."

Zhu Mei readily agreed.

"That's it. That's it!"

Shacang slammed Xiao. Big Chest said with lingering fear: "Those people are so hateful, I'm still afraid."

"Are you afraid?"

Thinking of Xianggui's weapon "Big Steel Pillar", Leng Kong's eyes twitched, "Is he afraid?"

"I didn't see your little brother and Himuro Ryo, and now I don't dare to touch you."

"Where is it?"

Sha Cangxiang wrinkled his nose: "Little brother and Mr. Himuro Ryo have to remove the gauze today, so they couldn't come."

Chatting and eating, the food on the big table was wiped out by the two of them.

After that, I went to the beach with a few little ones to swim and relax. In the evening, I was squeezed by Zhu Mei 7 times. After a day of rest, the boxing wished the audience to land on the cruise ship again.

Boom!

Bang bang!

The crackling sound effect exploded, and the Desperate Match resumed normally after the rebellion.

"Sir, ma'am!"

"Exciting boxing competition, a new round of challenges has officially begun!"

Sheath Xiang changed into an extremely sexy long dress and stood in the middle of the venue to warm up the atmosphere.

"Both sides in the battle, an invincible girl who dominates the arena with terror and violence, Hibiki, Hibiki Sakura!"

"One is the strongest demon of the Wu clan, the lunatic Wu Lei'an!"

The surging curtain fell, and Leng Kong walked out of the entrance channel first.

"Hey, no, Leng Kong, why are you coming out?"

"It's not you yet, is it?"

Seeing Leng Kong walking towards the field with him, and still walking in front of him, the girl Sha Cangxiang was puzzled, and at the same time glanced suspiciously at Leng Kong's whole body.

"Also, it's only been one night, how come your muscles have shrunk by several dimensions?"

"Did Jumi do it?"

"Is she that fierce?"

"Child, don't think so dirty!"

Leng Kong raised his hand and gave the girl a loud bang, "This is muscle compression, so I look smaller."

After two days of making up, he took the time last night to fuse Sabine's "steel and steel bones" with the tiger's "superhuman muscles".

The steel and iron bones are okay, but the overall hardness of the cold air's bones has been strengthened, and there is no change in appearance.

However, when the tiger's "superman muscles" were fused, the muscle groups were crazily compressed, which directly caused his body to shrink by several dimensions.

It feels like a different person except for the head.

From a muscular monster like Julius to a tiger-like body,

The muscles are still bursting, and the sense of strength contained in the body is even more visible to the naked eye, but the body has indeed shrunk a lot.

The inside became more monster, but the appearance was closer to human beings, and the movements were more flexible without the hindrance of large muscles.

"what?"

Because it was the first match, Shea Xiang, who ran to the arena, also found Leng Kong getting closer and closer, and asked, "Mr. Leng Kong, it's not you yet, is it?"

"Jie Jie Lengkong, are you going to play for that brat?"

"Just right, I don't want to fight with a brat either."

"Come on, fight with me!"

Wu Lei'an, who was paralyzed by Julius the day before yesterday, and whose body was still wrapped in gauze like rice dumplings, lit up again after seeing the cold air.

"Fight with you?"

"That's okay, but not just you."

Leng Kong glanced over, and at the same time stretched out his hand to motion for Shen Xiang to give him the microphone.

"What do you mean?"

Shea Xiang was stunned for a moment, but faced with the big hands on the Leng Kong booth, she still passed the microphone over.

"It means that I'm not interested in playing with you one by one."

"Fighters who have not yet been eliminated, let's go together, I will beat you all alone!"

Leng Kong's arrogant declaration exploded over the venue through the microphone.

"what?"

"What is the madman saying?"

"Did I hear wrong?"

"He wants to challenge all undefeated fighters alone?"

"Ah. Isn't this too crazy?"

"One-to-one, and one-to-many are completely two difficult challenges, not to mention that the fighters who can advance to the third round are all monster-like existences."

"Is he courting death?"

"That's right!"

"The mad ghost is looking for death!"

The declaration of madness instantly set off a huge wave of noise in the auditorium.

"Mr. Leng Kong, don't make trouble, okay?"

"If you do this, I can't host it."

Shea Xiang looked at Leng Kong with a bitter face, she now regretted giving up the microphone to this lunatic.

Chapter 174 Solo!

"make trouble?"

"No, it's just because of one-on-one, it doesn't interest me anymore!"

Leng Kong raised his thigh,

At this moment, Shen Xiang felt as if she was dazzled, because Leng Kong's thigh muscles suddenly more than doubled, and then suddenly returned to their original shape.

With the thigh stomping down,

Rumble!

The sky-shattering loud noise suddenly exploded, and the entire venue vibrated crazily under Leng Kong's feet. Under the indescribable force, the ground flipped and rolled at extreme speed like waves.

The sound stopped, the dust dispersed, and half of the arena was turned over by the cold air.

Wu Lei'an who was close in front of him, the sound of the yarn warehouse, and the sheath incense were all knocked to the ground by the shock wave without exception, their eyes were wide open, their mouths were wide open, and they fell into a daze.

"Uh?"

"Fizz."

A scene comparable to a fantasy, also immediately made the entire venue quiet for more than ten seconds.

"Ah!!"

"What happened?"

"Did he plant a bomb under his feet?"

"Hiss. Horror!"

"Crazy ghost, is he really still a human?"

"How could a person unleash such terrifying power?"

"Ah. I'm going crazy!"

Afterwards, the monstrous shouts exploded on the field.

The [-] spectators stood up and swayed wildly as if seeing a miracle.

"come!"

"Come and challenge me!"

Leng Kong roared fiercely into the microphone, almost suppressing the voices of 10 people with each microphone.

Head held high, eyes looking directly at the central screen,

"Gana, aren't you known as the strongest fighter?"

"Come out!"

"Uncle Heimu, aren't you the ultimate martial artist?"

"Come down and try my inhuman power!"

"Chujianquan, don't you have immortal skills?"

"Come down and let me see!"

The Crazy Challenge Declaration sounded through the radio at every location in the venue, and the few people who were named looked at the TV with fighting spirit in their eyes.

Leng Kong has already told them with absolute power that "he" is no longer a terrifying existence that a fighter can fight alone.

But if they don't even dare to roll their names, then their martial arts hearts will always be shrouded in its shadow.

How can a top fighter who wants to become the "strongest" endure this?

"Ahaha no no no no."

"My blood is so hot."

"No one is on, I will be on first, ah ha ha"

The day before yesterday, he was kicked into the wall by Leng Kong, with his head still wrapped like an Arab's bloody fighting spirit, Sabine, jumped directly from the stands.

"The gap between the enemy and us is so big, are you looking for death?"