From Fist Wisdom Blade To Muscle Daming King

Cultivation, Leng Kong is professional.

This is a good habit developed in the Saberya world. Once you start, you will be deeply immersed in it.

Ripple is similar to the internal force in martial arts novels, or it is the same as non-attribute chakra, but it is difficult to leave the body.

In the early stage of practice, it can only be emitted from the ends of the limbs, but as the control increases, it can also be emitted from various parts of the human body.

Different parts all depend on proficiency. If you think about it, you can also shoot ripples with that thing.

At the same time, the more concentrated the ripples are, the greater the power.

As time goes by, the cold air's characteristics and control over ripples are soaring at super speed.

Without him, after merging with Fanma's bloodline, You Guinao can learn the plug-in immediately upon seeing it and quickly apply it in actual combat. He can't slow down even if he wants to, and his training speed is comparable to a rocket.

As for intensity?

With Leng Kong's current monster physique, his strength is naturally inhuman.

In the blink of an eye, it was already three months later.

The remaining bones of the beasts were piled into a small hill on the top of the mountain.

And these were just the wild game that Leng Kong went to hunt out of boredom after eating the food sent by the ripple warriors.

Silent and restless, the cold sky decided it was time to go down the mountain.

Because he had basically eaten all the wild beasts within a ten-mile radius, which meant he had no snacks to eat.

When I returned to the ripple warrior gathering place, I realized that Stray had left XZ more than a month ago.

"Song, are you finished training?"

"Just in time, we were thinking of sending someone to find you!"

While Leng Kong was sitting in the cafeteria, holding a whole roasted lamb and gnawing fiercely, three old men who needed help when walking came in tremblingly on crutches.

"What's up?"

Leng Kong had met these three old men during the ceremony to join the Ripple clan. They should be considered the elders of the Ripple clan, but

However, according to Leng Kong's perception, although the three old men are a bit older, they have practiced ripples for many years, so they don't tremble when they walk, right?

"Something happened to Street."

The oldest one among them stroked his white beard that hung down to his waist and said tremblingly,

"There has been no news since Street went to New York a month and a half ago at the invitation of SPW syndicate boss Spitwagen."

"Now the SPW consortium has brought news that their boss Spitwagen's personnel have died, and we want you to go and see the situation."

Leng Kong raised his head, the corners of his mouth were shiny, "I have only been a ripple messenger for three months, why are you looking for me?"

"Because you showed enough strength before you started,"

The elder paused with his crutch and said: "Now that Spit and Stray may be in trouble, you may be the only person in the clan who has the strength to rescue them."

"Okay, after I finish eating, I'll take the herdsman's car out."

Leng Kong Yangyang nodded to the roasted whole lamb with most of its skeleton missing in his hand. He had been eating and drinking for free for so long, so he should do something for others.

"No need to take a ride. The SPW Consortium's plane has arrived and is parked in the square behind the main hall. You can just go over after eating."

After the elder finished speaking, he walked away tremblingly.

After leaving the cafeteria and out of Leng Kong's sight, San Lao's feet no longer ached, his hands stopped shaking, and even his hunchback straightened up. When their eyes met, their faces were full of relief.

"The SPW consortium is so good. We finally found an excuse to send this loser away."

"That's right, if he eats it again, he will finish all the thousands of cattle and sheep in the pasture."

"The Ripple Clan only has such a small amount of property, and they can't afford to be wasted like this."

"I can hear it!"

Leng Kong's hearing was so sharp, not to mention that the three elders were only separated by a door, but even if there were more than ten doors, he could still hear clearly.

"It's better to hear."

"Go to the SPW Consortium, they can definitely afford to support you."

The great elder poked a hole in the floor with his cane, and his voice was much louder and louder than the one he had just made in front of Leng Kong.

"I'm stingy. I only eat a dozen or so a day. I usually hunt game to make up for it."

"Besides, I am also a ripple messenger now, so everyone is tired of cutting wood!

"Here you go, get on the plane and disappear!"

The great elder walked away angrily.

More than ten of them a day, that is to say, during the three months of cold weather, the cattle and sheep alone gnawed more than a thousand of them.

I heard that no wild beasts in the area dare to come over now, and their appetite will only be greater in the future.

Who can afford to raise such a prodigal boy?

What's more, the Wave Clan is still a semi-reclusive cultivator.

On the other hand, Hidden World is poor. After all, they are not Wakanda and can sell vibranium.

No more, it seems I have to find another place to eat.

After gnawing the meat and bones, he wiped off the grease on his hands and mouth with a napkin and strode toward the square.

"So, where are we going?"

He carelessly boarded the helicopter, his eyes automatically skipped the pilot in the driver's seat and stopped at the man/woman sitting in the back.

"New York, by the way, I am Mr. Spit's secretary-general, Satilesa Tapea."

The humanoid reaches out its hand,

"Ripple Messenger, Leng Kong!"

While answering, Leng Kong sniffed slightly, and a faint scent of perfume poured into his nose, "So, you are a real woman?"

Can women tell the difference between true and false?

Satilesa's good-looking eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and her blue eyes looked at the cold sky as if she was insane.

Why does she feel that this ripple messenger is so unreliable?

Then he straightened his long legs and crossed his legs. His white and slender fingers stroked his wavy red hair, and his proud chest muscles stood up high. "Isn't it obvious?"

"Obviously obvious"

"But the thing is, everyone is so obvious to me."

Leng Kong tapped the other person's bulging chest muscles, "Well, it should be true, men are not that soft."

"you?"

Her chest muscles were passive, and the woman's eyes were widened, but she found that Leng Kong had already slumped back on the seat and closed his eyes to rest as if nothing happened.

"Breathe. Breathe."

I don't want to be angry with the lunatic. The most important thing now is to find Mr. Spit.

"Mr. Lengkong, you know why we are looking for you, right?"

"Is it because of the disappearance of Spit and Street?"

Leng Kong didn't even open his eyelids.

"That's right."

Satileza: "Mr. Spit disappeared with the Ripple Messenger, so our SPW Foundation will invite a Ripple Messenger again as insurance."

"Don't ask me, I don't know anything."

Leng Kong lazily shook his head,

"Of course we know this. In terms of intelligence, the SPW Consortium will collect information. We are just looking for you to have a Ripple Messenger backup."

Leng Kong: "I don't care, I will give it to you whether you do it or not."

Satileza: "Give me what?"

"money!"

Leng Kong uttered one word, without a place to earn a living, he would have to support himself. If he didn't talk about money, how could he talk about feelings?

"Give!"

"As long as you can help us rescue Mr. Spit, we will give you any more."

Satilesa's blue eyes were narrowed to a slit.

Psycho, pervert, money obsessed!

In just one meeting, Satilesa added three labels to Leng Kong.

Leng Kong, on the other hand, was thinking about why Stray disappeared.

In the limited number of conversations with him, Leng Kong could feel that Stray desperately wanted to become a monster.

Because when he saw his occasional inhuman physique, his eyes would show deep longing from time to time.

This desire is not for the cold and empty body, but the hunger and thirst exceeds that of humans!

In a word, he doesn't want to be a human being anymore!

New York streets,

One of Leng Kong's goals for this trip, Strai, who had returned to his youthful appearance, was standing under the street lamp.

Judging by his status, he has accomplished his goal and become an inhuman!

Opposite him stood a young man with a strong build and a wicked smile on his face.

"I, Stray, will show no mercy!"

"JOJO, I want your life!"

Stray's palms with sharp nails stretched out from his long sleeves,

"Yeah?"

Upon hearing this, the young man instantly took out a machine gun from his back and pulled the trigger directly.

Ta-ta-ta.

The muzzle of the gun was wildly spitting fire, and the bullets formed a rain curtain and directly shot Stray from the street into the store.

"Although... I have known for a long time that JOJO likes to be messy, but I didn't expect that he would be so messy."

The battle is going on, and the little black guy huddled in the corner is also crazy explaining in his heart,

"Suddenly on the street, you pulled out a Thompson submachine gun you got from nowhere and started firing?"

"Um?"

Leng Kong, who was walking a few streets away, also heard gunshots, "Is this a free America, with gunfights every day?"

Ripple Messenger is just a temporary insurance added by the SPW consortium.

So after arriving in New York, Satileza booked a hotel for Leng Kong and then went to the headquarters of the SPW consortium to work overtime to collect intelligence.

Unless something happens, I generally won’t look for Leng Kong.

Leng Kong is also happy and relaxed, because having sex for free is also very satisfying!

Every day I just walk around, looking for delicious food and physical characteristics.

"Well, no!"

Originally, Leng Kong planned to ignore it as a normal phenomenon, but the sound of gunshots felt wrong. To be more precise, the impact of bullets was wrong.

The eyes are closed, the paranormal hearing is turned on, and other noises are blocked, making the sound clearer now.

The impact sound of the bullet was indeed wrong, as it was stuck in the muscle just after it penetrated the target's skin.

Is it a physical characteristic?

Or an extraordinary creature?

You’re right in New York, boring life is starting to become interesting.

Ha ha

Lengkong quickly moved toward the source of the sound,

Boom boom boom.

Just as we approached the block, we heard another huge explosion. The sound was as powerful as at least 7 or 8 grenades exploding at the same time.

I don’t know if it’s that lunatic who’s blowing up the streets.

"Weird. Monster!"

At the explosion point, the black kid saw that Stray, whose body had been blown into blackened pieces, could actually gather into a human form again, and instantly looked at the young man next to him with fear on his face.

"JOJO, do you have any other countermeasures?"

"Um"

Er Qiao nodded confidently, "Of course!"

"real!"

The little black devil cried out in joy,

"Yes, there is one last strategy, this is my trump card!"

Er Qiao pointed to Stret's leg, where nearly half of the flesh had been removed. "Look, his thigh was so shattered by the bomb just now that it hasn't fully recovered yet, so we have to use our legs as well."

"What are you going to do with your legs?"

The black kid looked puzzled,

Didn’t Er Qiao carry an arsenal of weapons with him?

Why use feet?

Can a monster that cannot be killed with a gun be killed by kicking it with feet?

"Of course you're running on your legs, Smokey!"

Er Qiao turned around and ran away.

If he can't be hit, he'll ripple, if he can't, he'll run away. This is his trump card!

"Teacher Stray, is it really you?"

"I asked why the sound of breathing had changed. It turned out that he was no longer a human being."

At this time Leng Kong also arrived.

"Call Strai's name accurately. Do they know each other?"

Er Qiao, who had already raised his legs, gently lowered his thighs after hearing Leng Kong's words. At the same time, his sly eyes quickly scanned Leng Kong's body.

Well, this man has so many muscles, and he seems to be more handsome than him?

"It's you?"

"The old men actually sent you out?"

"Just right. Just right! Haha"

His clothes were blown away, and Street stood up straight, ignoring the blazing gazes of the crowd.

"Do you know how much I envied your body when I was teaching you?"

"But you are just my food now, because I have surpassed humans and become an immortal existence, haha"

Strei looked at Leng Kong's face and was extremely excited.

The body that used to be out of reach can now only be regarded as the cake that fills his stomach. This huge change has made him a little psychologically distorted.

satisfy!

Before even tasting Leng Kong's blood, Stray felt a huge sense of satisfaction.

"My men, Stre, never show mercy!"

"I'll eat you now before your talent is revealed!"

"Ha ha."

Laughing wildly, Stray turned into a phantom and rushed towards the cold sky at high speed.

Is there anything more satisfying than eating the objects of past admiration as food?