Zongman I fight weirdness in everyday world

But the man had a relaxed and calm expression, and didn't even put on a waist protector or knee pads, looking like he wasn't exerting himself at all.

“What’s the weight on that?”

“Four hundred kilograms.”

“Impressive.”

Ye Xing thought to himself that a four-hundred-kilogram max squat and doing sets of four-hundred-kilogram squats were completely different concepts.

He’s a bit short of where I am now, but he's really strong.

However…

Seeing that man's pure black eyes, without even any whites, with only the eerie white pupils in the very center, Ye Xing didn't find it surprising.

Wu Lei'an (from the anime world, Kengan Ashura).

A genius of the Wu clan, a family that has been assassins for generations, with the title of, the Forbidden Offspring.

Among the fighters with freakish physical abilities in Kengan Ashura, Wu Lei'an is one of the best; after all, he is a strongman who can participate in the Kengan matches.

Although Ye Xing had heard rumors about fighters before and could roughly guess that this world had merged with Kengan Ashura, this was the first time he had seen a genuine fighter in person.

Wu Lei'an, why is he here?

Could it be related to the exhibition of Onimaru Kunitsuna in Kyoto City?

“Alright.”

Ye Xing patted the strong man's shoulder and smiled.

“I’ll go to the locker room to change clothes first, and then come back later.”

“Okay.”

After Ye Xing walked into the locker room, Wu Lei'an, who had been squatting, had a flash of crazy excitement in his eyes and slammed the barbell on his shoulders directly onto the ground.

“Bang!”

Even though the ground was covered with thick sponge pads, the sudden fall caused the entire gym to shake.

… …

Inside the locker room.

Ye Xing, who had just changed into his sportswear, was about to walk out and start exercising when he saw the door being pulled open.

Wu Lei'an walked in slowly, with a crazy, twisted smile on his face.

“Clatter.”

He locked the locker room door, looked directly into Ye Xing's eyes, and in those black-bottomed, white-pupiled eyes, different from ordinary people, appeared an excitement close to madness.

“You, are you the guy they said has good physical abilities?”

Chapter 073 Ye Xing's Master-Level Fighting Skills, Another Ability User in Tokyo

Looking at Wu Lei'an, who looked eager to try, Ye Xing showed a kind smile.

“Yes, what’s the matter?”

Wu Lei'an didn't hesitate at all; his face, which could have been considered handsome, had become as twisted as an evil spirit.

“Let’s fight to the death!”

Ye Xing's first reaction.

Are you out of your mind?

On second thought.

Wu Lei'an’s brain is indeed not normal.

This genius of the Wu clan can be described with two words.

Madman.

Killer.

Judging from his performance in the original plot, it would be very in line with Wu Lei'an's twisted logic to start provoking people here because of the discussions and praise of himself by others in the gym.

He is not even considered a fighter; the identity of a fighter is just a title for Wu Lei'an to find strong people to fight and satisfy his desire to kill.

Nothing else matters.

“I’m not really in the mood today.”

Ye Xing yawned and said indifferently.

“So, step aside.”

His performance instantly aroused the anger and killing intent in Wu Lei'an's eyes.

“Interesting, so interesting.”

Wu Lei'an let out a frantic laugh, clenching his teeth, like a beast waiting for an opportunity, his eyes locked on Ye Xing's shoulder area.

“Still want to fight…”

Ye Xing knew that a well-trained professional killer like Wu Lei'an would judge the enemy's next move by locking on to the enemy's shoulders and hips when fighting.

This is enough to prove.

The other party is ready to start fighting with him.

“What a nuisance, then let’s do it.”

At the moment when Ye Xing's voice fell, Wu Lei'an, with a ferocious and twisted look on his face, had already flashed in front of him.

The opponent slightly bent over, accumulating the power in his body, and a simple but powerful straight punch, with the sound of tearing through the air, struck towards Ye Xing's chest.

“Pa.”

What Wu Lei'an didn't expect was.

Before his punch was completely swung out and his elbow was still bent, Ye Xing took a step forward and caught his fist with his palm.

“Is that all?”

Hearing Ye Xing's chuckling words, a calmness different from the crazy expression flashed in Wu Lei'an's eyes.

“You bastard…”

The killing intent on Wu Lei'an became heavier and heavier.

After this first round of fighting, he had realized one thing.

The other party is not just an ordinary person.

His straight punch was dissolved by catching it with his palm before it reached its maximum strength.

This is genuine fighting skill.

It sounds simple, but with Wu Lei'an's strength and explosive power, how could a straight punch be so easily dissolved?

To do this, eyesight, judgment, and strength are all indispensable.

His movements were predicted by Ye Xing.

“Jeet Kune Do?”

Wu Lei'an thought so in his heart, but his movements were not slow at all; his left hand became claw-shaped and grabbed directly towards Ye Xing's lower abdomen.

As mentioned earlier, Wu Lei'an is not considered a fighter.

The Wu clan is a family of professional assassins that has been passed down for hundreds of years.

What Wu Lei'an is good at is not fighting skills, but killing techniques that have no rules and are only aimed at killing, and every move is a killing move.

In the next second, something unacceptable to him happened.

Before Wu Lei'an's left claw could reach Ye Xing's lower abdomen, he felt his body inexplicably leave the ground.

Then, the snow-white wall in front of him became closer and closer in his vision.

“Bang!!!”

His head was slammed heavily on the wall; if it were a normal person, he would have fainted by now.

Even if it was Wu Lei'an, under the double force of Ye Xing's throwing force and his own force, his eyes were dizzy and a sense of dizziness came from his brain.

“Tai… Tai Chi Chuan?”

Wu Lei'an, a fighter who has practiced various fighting styles, has not never seen it.

Just looking at Ye Xing's appearance, he is at most seventeen or eighteen years old.

Can such a young person cultivate two martial arts styles to this level?

This guy…

Could he be a fighting genius?

Looking at Wu Lei'an who was thrown on the ground, Ye Xing still had a kind smile on his face and said softly.

“Still want to fight?”

Of course, Ye Xing has not practiced any fighting skills.

But.

He has a golden finger.

So far, the number of evil spirits Ye Xing has devoured is probably in the thousands.

And among these thousands of evil spirits, there are martial artists who practiced martial arts during their lifetime.

As martial artists, their greatest obsession in life is of course the improvement of their own martial arts and strength.

And after these evil spirits are devoured, these memories become Ye Xing's property.

Ye Xing can repeatedly watch the process of these people's cultivation during their lifetime from a third-person perspective, and even adjust the playback speed and zoom in on certain details.

It's like watching a 3D movie.

This is a technical enhancement.

And the enhancement of physical fitness brought about by his continuous devouring of evil spirits is the basis for perfectly displaying the skills of these fighting styles.

The knife skills and swordsmanship that Ye Xing uses when beheading evil spirits also come from this.

He didn't use fighting skills before because it wasn't necessary.

With his own strength, he doesn't need so many fancy skills; brute force is enough.

But when it needs to be used like this, he will not be soft-hearted.

“You bastard…”

Wu Lei'an clenched his teeth, quickly got up from the ground, and bent his waist lower, almost like a four-legged beast.

“I’ll kill you!”

The veins on Wu Lei'an's neck swelled up, and a faint black aura appeared around him.

“Release, power percentage…”

“Bang!”

Before Wu Lei'an could finish speaking, the locker room door was suddenly kicked open.

A girl with a姬 hair style, black long straight hair, the same black eyes and white pupils as Wu Lei'an, and wearing sportswear, walked in quickly.

She first glanced at the locker room, and when she saw Ye Xing standing there, a few surprise flashed in her eyes.

And when she saw Wu Lei'an with veins popping out on his neck and a faint black aura surrounding him, this surprise turned into shock.

“Stop it!”

The girl walked to Wu Lei'an, put her hands on her hips, and said in a firm tone.

“Grandpa knows you sneaked out and is very angry; everyone is looking for you; go back now!”

“Tch… that old geezer.”

Wu Lei'an wiped his mouth. Although he said that, he still stood up straight, and the faint black aura emanating from the surface of his body also disappeared.