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Because it was attacking from the front, the body of the experience body was also hit by the cold air for more than ten meters, and after falling to the ground, it rolled several times before stopping.

"Cough cough. You. You."

The Adam's apple was shattered, blood bubbles were vomited wildly in the mouth, and the cold air was shrouded in a sense of suffocation, and he wanted to curse but couldn't.

"Assassination skills don't kill people, can they still be called assassination skills?"

Covering the broken ribs, the experience body flashed and cut off the main artery on the other side of the cold air again.

Leng Kong wished he had three hands now, because the aorta on both sides and the throat and trachea were bleeding wildly, and he couldn't cover it with two hands.

At the same time, his eyes were fixed on the experience body, and he roared secretly: "Nimma, come here again if you have the guts!"

"Don't look at me, with such an injury, you are already dead!"

"So I won't take the risk of attacking again, and I won't give you a chance to fight back!"

"Let's feel death slowly!"

Seeing that Leng Kong suffered such injuries and was still preparing to fight back, the experience body stood quietly in the distance, neither approaching nor returning to the gate.

If you get close, you may be counterattacked by the cold air, but he won't do it!

Return to the boundary gate, the battle is over, he doesn't want to!

He's not a fighter, he's after victory and glory

The assassin only wants to reap life!

"Nimma's bastard!"

With a large amount of blood pouring out, his physical strength drained rapidly, and he couldn't catch up with him. Leng Kong's huge body fell to the ground weakly, but his eyes were still staring at the experience body.

The feeling of waiting to die is really uncomfortable.

Leng Kong has never realized that time passes so slowly!

Death can be so hard!

So slow that he could feel every drop of blood flowing out of his body.

It was so difficult that Leng Kong would rather face death directly than get so close to death, but he couldn't die.

In the midst of endless despair and dead silence, Leng Kong suddenly felt a little regretful for bringing in Yu Lei's zero-experience body.

Seriously injured, but didn't want to risk killing himself right away.

Then as long as he is defeated in the future, won't he have to feel this feeling of not being able to survive and not being able to die?

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Chapter 56 Didn't Learn the Basics, First Experience the Profound Truth?

"What the hell, die so fast?"

"Hoohoo."

Leng Kong collapsed on the ground, his eyes bulged, his mouth opened wide, his chest rose and fell sharply, and he took a deep breath.

The sequelae of death reappeared.

The housekeeper, Sang Lao, heard the familiar cursing sound again in the backyard, and instantly felt that the hands of the back kitchen were trembling as they were about to lift the pot.

Because the big food bucket that the chef regards as a devil is coming back again!

"Nimma, whitewashing is more than weak three points."

"It's just two people, okay?"

After fully waking up, Leng Kong was still paralyzed on the ground, his brain was empty, and he didn't even want to move.

No one else, just because the feeling of waiting to die is not good.

Even with the pure white space protection mechanism, Leng Kong still feels cold all over his body.

Two hours passed, and the body was still lying motionless on the grass, as if dead.

Just when the butler, Mr. Sang, was about to poke him with a stick to see if he was alive or dead, Leng Kong sat up again.

"I can handle the main body. If you don't believe me, I can't kill you, a mere experience body!"

Eyes closed, the spirit reappeared in the pure white space.

"Come on, bastard!"

"Look at how I crush you to death this time!"

The experience body has not yet walked out of the gate, and the arrogant roar of the cold air has already sounded.

call out!

call out!

call out!

Lightning flashed, and Leng Kong's eyes turned into two blood holes, and he fell to the ground again waiting to die.

"I don't believe it anymore!"

"Come again!"

The paralyzed pendulum ended, and the cold air rushed into the pure white space again.

call out!

call out!

call out!

Lightning flashes and thunder rumbles, Leng Kong lifts his anus and clamps his legs, his body curls up into a ball, and a large amount of blood emerges from his lower body.

"Ninima!"

"This trick again?"

Originally, the experience body focused on attacking his eyes, nose, ears and the main arteries in his neck, and did not waste any energy on hitting other parts of his body. Leng Kong focused all his attention on his head.

As a result, by mistake, the younger brother was stolen again.

I grass!

Come again!

Repeated battles and repeated defeats, repeated defeats and repeated battles!

When the sun went down and the sky was dark, Leng Kong was half leaning on the pillar of the gazebo with a desperate expression.

With Yulei Zero's super speed and his one-hit-kill attack style, there is basically no solution!

Unless you can learn to predict, and it must be a highly accomplished prediction!

Ordinary-level predictions can only infer the opponent's attack route and moves based on the opponent's actions.

But this is of no use to Yulei Zero.

Because his speed is too fast to be caught by the field of vision.

Only master-level predictions, after a general understanding of the opponent's fighting style, are useful if they can be made in time based on aura.

But the master-level prediction, does this world really exist?

"Desperate" dark clouds enveloped the whole body, and Leng Kong felt chills in his body.

Too much defense is not a good thing either.

Just like now, Yu Lei's zero-experience body made himself half-dead every time, and didn't dare to come up to make up the knife. Leng Kong could only taste the pain of waiting for death over and over again!

But it is impossible for him to give up the counterattack after being seriously injured!

The will is immortal, and the battle will not stop!

This is the most precious wealth that Leng Kong obtained from Yu Lei Zero's body.

Martial arts journey, how can we give up?

And without pre-judgment, Leng Kong dared not attack indiscriminately like the outside world.

What if Yulei Ling was too fast to turn around, and accidentally bumped into a fist by himself, and died!

Isn't that a big loss?

The experience body will disappear when it dies, and Leng Kong doesn't want to kill it before completely draining the other party's value.

Himuro Ryo's time was just an accident!

Because it was the first time, Leng Kong himself didn't know it would happen.

He was killed hundreds of times by him, and he was so angry that he finally vented his anger by crushing him to death with his body.

Thinking about it now feels wrong.

But I don't know how to predict, do I really want to use countless deaths to pile it up?

Let the body achieve muscle memory and automatically awaken the "instinct sense of martial arts" through countless attacks?

"Nimma, this is too embarrassing for this baby!"

The bitterness on Leng Kong's face deepened when he thought that he would probably live in a desperate environment where he could not survive or die for a long time to come.

As time passed day by day, Leng Kong's spirit became more and more sluggish.

It feels like accepting Thor's trial before learning the basics of Lei Xinliu.

The spiritual will is beaten every day in endless silence and despair.

On this day, in the afterglow of the sunset, Zhu Mei led three figures with their heads down, like walking corpses, into the gazebo.

Seeing this, Leng Kong regained his energy in an instant, grabbed the edge of the guard, turned over and threw his body on the row of chairs, looking at the dejected three people.

"What's the matter, your complexion looks worse than mine?"

"Say it so I can relax?"

Pain can be offset by pain, such as now!

"Hey"

The walking corpse girls sighed together, and leaned on the stool crookedly.

"There are activities in the gym today."

Zhu Mei handed Leng Kong a bottle of pure milk, and then leaned on Leng Kong's burst chest muscles.

"Cuckoo."

Leng Kong took a sip to replenish the water, wiped off the white color on his lips, and asked, "Is it not fun, or what?"

"No, it's just that the handsome guys at the party are all muscle enthusiasts."

Zhu Mei clicked some questions, indicating that the three girls were targeting the handsome guy.

"Isn't this normal?"

Leng Kong saw the three of Sha Cangxiang, "Didn't you just know the painting style of Baiyin Gym now?"

"The issue is"

Cai Yexiang raised her head: "We were all rejected!"

"Whoa. Who would have thought that those muscular monsters would have girlfriends?"

Sha Cangxiang's eyes were full of disappointment: "And we three beautiful girls still can't recruit a boyfriend?"

"The worst thing is Mr. Satomi. He obviously won the lottery, but when he went on stage to take a group photo, he was directly buried by rags."

Gina also added.

"Uh?"

"Buried by rags?"

"what happened?"