From Fist Wisdom Blade To Muscle Daming King

Entering the construction site, a large group of enthusiastic spectators had already gathered beside the square cement pillars that were only half poured.

A muscular man with a muscular face and green arms was standing in the middle of the field, lazily relaxing his body.

When he saw Ziyin and others coming in, his eyes instantly stopped on Leng Kong, scanning his perfect and smooth muscle lines, and he immediately smiled.

It looks like these muscles were built by taking protein powder in the gym. What kind of fighting power can they have?

He knows about the Huangying Group.

There are a large number of bodybuilders below, but there are no fighters of their own.

The strong man thought that the other party would invite a master from outside.

As a result, looking at it now, it turns out that he is just a bodybuilder.

Stable!

Definitely win!

"Chairman, this person looks like my ex-husband Ichiro!"

Secretary Koizumi-chan exclaimed when she saw the strong man with green arms.

"You know him?"

Ziyin flicked the cigarette ashes and said softly.

Koizumi-chan nodded: "Well, my ex-husband Ichiro is known as the king of street fights and has been very popular on the Internet recently."

"Internet celebrity?"

"Just the right time to try your hand at cold air."

After learning about the strong man's identity, Ziyin relaxed a lot.

Leng Kong played for the first time, and she was afraid that her opponent would be too strong and lose miserably.

But if it’s an internet celebrity, it’ll be fine.

A true fighter will not show off online.

Because the reward for one fight is enough for them to live happily for several years.

"Chairman Ziyin, nice to meet you, nice to meet you."

This was an old man with glasses and a greasy face who came over after seeing Ziyin.

"It's the boss of Ibanya, President Tanikawa."

Koizumi-chan promptly reminded Kusanaruin Shione.

"Um"

"Sora, you go in first, be careful."

Ziyin nodded and let Leng Kong enter the fighting arena first, and then walked towards the boss of Ibanya.

"come on!"

Zhu Mei clenched her fists to encourage Leng Kong.

"Ann!"

Leng Kong looked a little disappointed because he didn't see the attribute panel on the strong man's head.

He is not even a plot character, and his plan to add experience bodies to the pure white world has been a failure.

"You kid, why don't you use your body to please your chairman in the academy and go to the ring to seek death?"

Giggle

The strong man rubbed his fists with his hands, making crisp sounds from his knuckles.

"Because I also want to please myself."

Leng Kong twisted his neck, "I just don't know if you can make me happy!"

"Haha. Don't worry, I will beat you to death and let you know that the flowers in the greenhouse should hide in the boudoir and not come out."

Seeing that Leng Kong was so disrespectful to him, the strong man's face trembled and he forced out an extremely ugly smile.

"The players are in position, ready!"

The bald man wearing referee sleeves on the sidelines jumped on the cement pile and raised his right arm and shouted.

"Don't worry, kid, I won't let you die in pain."

The strong man danced in small steps, swinging his fists quickly at his waist, with a playful look in his eyes.

"Yeah?"

Leng Kong slid his left foot forward, moved his right foot backward, raised his arms, and lowered his body slightly. At the same time, he tightened his mind and put his vigilance to the maximum.

After all, this is also the first time he has really fought with someone in the real world, so he should not be careless.

"start!"

As soon as the bald referee's arm fell, the strong man rushed over with small steps. His right arm was already leaning back to gather strength, and when he got closer, his fist hit Leng Kong's cheek.

"Um?"

The fist became larger and larger in the field of vision, Leng Kong's combat awareness was activated, and he entered the state instantly.

It feels like I'm back to the time when I was fighting against Ryo Himuro's experience body in a pure white space.

The left arm flicked away the fist thrown by the strong man, the left foot remained still, and the right foot stepped forward to bully the opponent's middle door. The right arm was bent with the elbow as the tip. As the center of gravity moved forward, the whole body's strength was condensed into a point on his chest. explode.

Baji: Top of mind!

"boom!"

"puff"

The terrifying force caused the strong man's chest to collapse instantly. After spurting out a large stream of blood, his body shot back at a faster speed.

Bang!

There was another loud noise, and the strong man's body was deeply embedded in the square cement pillar.

After the chest collapsed, the shattered white bones were exposed through the flesh and blood.

The seven holes in his head that were shocked and bleeding were completely covered with plasma.

A large amount of blood leaked from the corpse flowed down the wall, forming an extremely bloody mural.

The battle took less than a second from start to finish.

To be precise, the battle ended the moment Leng Kong entered combat mode and completed his defensive counterattack.

"So strong!

“So enjoyable!”

"So exciting!"

"President Ziyin, where did you find the dark horse?"

"too strong!"

"Ha ha."

After a brief silence, the audience immediately shouted wildly.

"Um?"

"Won?

"So fast?"

Ziyin looked at Leng Kong standing in the field and his eyes suddenly lit up.

The muscles that swelled to the point of bursting seemed to glow in the dark environment of the building, and sweat beads mixed with the enemy's blood flowed freely along the skin, showing a bloody and strange beauty.

"Yeah, why so fast?"

Leng Kong was also asking this question.

Didn't Ryo Himuro say that those who fight with fists are strong?

What's going on now?

You just exerted your strength, and your opponent fell?

Where have the so-called strong men gone?

Looking at the body smashed out of the human-shaped pit from the wall, Leng Kong frowned slightly, with a look of disappointment on his face.

I didn't want to kill anyone, but I just instinctively counterattacked and my opponent was gone?

Is this too weak?

Not having fun at all!

There is no experience body, the combat power has not been tested, and neither goal has been completed.

fail!

Suddenly, a white shadow floated over. Leng Kong stretched out his hand to grab it. It felt cotton-like, and it was a towel.

"Crap. It's over."

Ziyin raised an eyebrow, and Leng Kong felt flustered as he looked at her with hot eyes.

"Dead?"

"Really dead?"

Seeing the strong man's lifeless body, Zhu Mei looked at her sister Ziyin in fear.

"Sister, Leng Jun killed someone"

"what to do?"

"What should we do now?"

"Should we arrange for Leng Jun to run away immediately?"

"Run away?" Ziyin took a breath of smoke happily.

"Why are you running away?"

"Fighting fighters have signed a life or death certificate, and it doesn't matter whether they live or die when they get into the ring."

"Now you know why I didn't let you invite your classmates?

"It's because the boxing competition is too bloody."

"And you are a member of the Zoryuin family. Sooner or later you will be exposed to this kind of scene, so it's better to get used to it in advance."

After speaking to Zhu Mei, Ziyin puffed out another puff of smoke on the face of the boss of Yibanya,

"President Tanigawa, it seems that your school cannot be built, and the land belongs to me."

"It should be."

The boss of Ibanya took out his handkerchief and wiped the cold sweat from the top of his head frantically.

He was really frightened by the terrifying death of the strong man.

He had thought before that boxing competitions would be cruel, but he never expected that people would die at every turn.

The scale of Yifanwu has only reached the level of a boxing member not long ago, and it was not easy to find connections to join the boxing club.

I also found the most popular fighting V on the Internet recently and prepared to have a big fight.

As a result, the first game

This is because I heard that Huangying Group has raised a large group of bodybuilders, but they don’t have their own exclusive fighter.

Since Quan Yuan members were on the weakest level, he wanted to pick on the weak.

Why did the persimmon suddenly turn into stone when it happened to him? Can bodybuilders kill street thugs in seconds?

The boss of Yifanwu was sweating more and more, and finally he met the strong man's eyes with eyes that were not looking back, and his legs were shaking in fear.