From Fist Wisdom Blade To Muscle Daming King

"The strength and martial arts are terrifyingly strong!"

When the disciples of the Shenxinhui rushed out of the hole to look for their curator, Shibukawa stood up slowly.

"It seems that Katsumi kid didn't exaggerate. You are really strong!"

Step by step, he slowly walked to Leng Kong and raised his head,

"In other words, you are a monster like Yujiro!"

"Yujiro?"

Hearing this name, endless murderous aura surged out of Leng Kong's body, and at the same time, the muscles all over his body were tightening and expanding crazily.

"Do you know where that pervert is?"

"I don't know! Shikawa just shook his head angrily,

"Yujiro is usually picked up and dropped off by U.S. military planes during his movements. His whereabouts are unpredictable, making it difficult for others to find him!"

"But as long as a strong person appears, you don't have to look for him, he will appear automatically."

"Ahaha I will wait for him."

Leng Kong's eyes surged with murderous intent: "Then kill him!"

He came to challenge the Martial God and the Martial Saint.

Checking your physical fitness is only one of the reasons. The other reason is to make your reputation known so as to attract Nagayongjiro to appear.

He was so angry that he (almost) went back without revenge after being raped!

Then he looked down at the little old man who had already walked in front of him, "It seems that you are also going to try your hand at me? Just in time, with the God of War and the Saint of War as stepping stones, I'm not afraid that I won't be able to attract Yujiro!"

"Haha... When a new powerful person appears, which martial artist wouldn't want to join him?"

Shikawa just chuckled angrily and stretched out his right hand towards Leng Kong.

"Wrestling?"

Looking at the short old man with his small arms and legs, Leng Kong made a confused sound.

He would not think that the other party wanted to shake hands with him. Everyone was a warrior and was accustomed to shaking hands instead of shaking hands.

"Well, for fun?"

Shikawa raised his hand a little higher.

"It's not my fault if you got crushed!"

Leng Kong stretched his arm forward, and his palm almost completely covered his little hand.

"Well, no!"

When he closed his palms, Leng Kong not only did not hear the expected sound of bone cracking, but instead felt like he was squeezing a ball of water, and his strength seemed to be diverted away.

"Haha. Then let's get started!"

Shikawa twirled his arm, and Leng Kong's body flew up.

Kick!

Leng Kong quickly adjusted his posture in the air, landed behind Shichuan, tiptoed to his side, and slashed straight down with his palm like a knife.

"Um?"

Shikawa was also a little surprised to see that Leng Kong could still hold his own under his aikido. But the rapid attack left him no time to think.

The moment Leng Kong's knife touched his shoulder, his body sank. At the same time, he put his right hand on Leng Kong's wrist and twisted it with force. Leng Kong was thrown forward again.

Bah!

The person was twisting hard in the air, and Leng Kong landed firmly on the ground again, looking straight at the little old man.

"Leveraging strength to fight, is this your martial art?"

After two consecutive throws, Leng Kong also roughly deduced Shikawa's style. The old man used similar techniques to those of the Erhu style, but his control accuracy was much better than the style.

"Haha. He is indeed a monster. He can see through the core of my martial arts so quickly."

Shikawa was smiling, but in his heart, his evaluation of Leng Kong rose again.

Because he couldn't shake Leng Kong, and the opponent seemed to have the ability to change the flow of force.

"Because I can too!"

The cold air shakes the body, and the bursting muscles surge like waves in an instant.

"Come again!"

This time Leng Kong did not attack at high speed, but slowly extended his right palm towards Shechuan.

"monster!"

Seeing that Leng Kong's muscles were surging regularly as if they were coming to life, Shibukawa complained again in his heart, and also extended his right hand.

Two arms of different sizes slowly approached with a strange and harmonious shaking frequency.

Inch after inch,

Wave!

The palms of the hands touched together, and the shaking frequency of the arms increased at the same time, and then they swung back and forth like water whips connected together, up and down, left and right. At the same time, the legs are planted on the ground and the upper body is swaying along with it.

When I saw Leng Kong and Shechuan, they were moving slowly, pushing and pushing each other like an old man doing Tai Chi.

Katsuki Yuchi, who was sitting in the wheelchair, and Kato, who was pushing him, looked extremely surprised.

Is this still the terrifying thug who punched the curator away?

Why are you moving so slowly?

But the real battle situation is that Leng Kong and Shichuan are fighting for control of the flow of power.

In terms of technique, Leng Kong's martial arts can't be compared with Shibukawa's Aikido magic.

Shikawa just used a single technique of using force to practice, and he reached the ultimate state of the integration of the two tiger styles and the four majors.

In other words, his flat A can achieve the effect of Erhu Ryu's secret "Ghost Kill".

but.

But Leng Kong finally had the absolute advantage in strength, and with the help of his maneuvers, he was on par with Shibukawa for a while.

"The old man is pretty good!"

His body swayed with his arms, Leng Kong looked at Shikawa with a smile: "You are stronger than the bald man just now, and your skills have a tendency to surpass your strength." (Inferred from Shikawa shaking hands and kneeling Oliba)

"But it's not enough, is it?"

Seeing that he could not escape Leng Kong no matter what, Shikawa's eyes suddenly opened, his body trembled violently, and sweat oozed from his pores like rain, but his lifelong martial arts will also turned into substance and exploded out of his body. The control instantly rises to a new level.

disease!

Faced with Shichuan's sudden burst of control, Leng Kong stumbled and almost fell.

But if he falls, it means he has lost this invisible battle.

Boom, boom, boom.

The sound of intensive war drums suddenly exploded in the room,

Hearing this voice, Huashan, who was wearing only his crotch cloth, suddenly became solemn and shouted: "Here he comes!"

"What's coming?"

Foolishly Katsumi and Kato expressed confusion,

But there was no need for Huashan to explain, because Leng Kong's ghost body had already been revealed in front of them.

The skin is dark red, veins protrude from the body surface, purple light flashes inside, plus the black eyes and white pupils on the face, a living devil is in the world!

"Sorry, old man!"

The purple-red giant arm rotated powerfully, and Leng Kong's swaying upper body stabilized instantly. On the contrary, Shikawa's entire body was shaking violently under the huge force, and he might be thrown away by Leng Kong in the next second.

"What?"

Feeling the increased strength of the cold air in his palm, Shibukawa suddenly broke out in sweat. He put his left hand on the wrist of his right hand as fast as he could. He controlled his hands but still couldn't steady his body that was shaking at such a rapid speed.

"Two hands are useless. You can use four taels to lift a thousand catties, but I can only use a thousand taels to lift ten thousand catties."

"Since pure technology can't suppress you, we can only rely on strength!"

In fact, Leng Kong was still a little ashamed when he said this.

Because his skills are not superior to Shibukawa's, but they are incomparable to them.

There is still a long way to go before the dacheng techniques of the world of fist wish are compared with the magic of aikido.

Under normal circumstances, Leng Kong also relies on his far superior strength to release his movements in order to maintain the confrontation.

"Let's go!"

The muscles exploded, and indescribable terrifying force exploded from the palm of his hand. The Saint of Martial Arts was directly thrown away. At the same time, with the strength of the two people, he flew higher than Yuchi Dobubu.

Boom!

The body hit the hole heavily, the wall was blasted through again, and the person fell outside the building.

"Strong and soft at the same time?"

"Monsters really can't use common sense to judge!"

"Haha. I was not defeated unjustly!

His body was lying on the gravel, spitting out blood, but Shibukawa was still laughing excitedly.

Leng Kong said that his skills were not comparable to his, but Shikawa didn't care at all, because defeat was defeat and there was no other excuse at all.

What excited him was that someone actually had a monster physique and was strong and soft at the same time.

What does this mean?

This shows that monsters also need to practice martial arts!

This is a victory of martial arts!