From Fist Wisdom Blade To Muscle Daming King

It would have been a joy to have a disciple with extremely perverted talents.

But the disciple is too perverted, which is not good either.

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Because it had only been a day, Bump felt like he was being hollowed out.

As long as he plays any move in front of Leng Kong once, he can learn it perfectly.

This made Bump feel very bad about teaching.

That's it?

He had previously prepared a comprehensive training plan for the monster Leng Kong.

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In less than a day, my martial arts reserves were exhausted first.

Leng Kong's martial arts foundation is very solid, and even his own "martial arts" has been solidified, so he doesn't need to teach him at all.

The rest of the energy becomes substantial, all relying on Leng Kong himself to extract energy from the cells of the body, and then polish it into energy.

This requires a lot of time to accumulate, and others can't help.

Therefore, he only taught Leng Kong for three days. After Leng Kong explored the practice based on his own body, Bump felt that he was a bit redundant.

But due to physical reasons, he could only let Leng Kong practice alone.

Fortunately, Bangpu's dojo is large enough and there are many training grounds. Even if one is occupied by Leng Kong, there are still other trainings for other disciples to practice, so the impact will not be big!

It’s just that Leng Kong ate too much when he was practicing!

Several disciples, led by Guangsuke, are now calling for a strike every day, and his wallet is becoming increasingly depleted.

This disciple is good at everything, but it’s too expensive!

The third training ground,

That is the training ground where Leng Kong is.

At this time, Leng Kong was sitting cross-legged on the ground with a sad look on his face.

Because when he started to formally practice the power of Whirlwind Cutting Iron, he suddenly discovered a very serious problem.

That is, my own stand-in: Muscular King Ming!

Muscle Daming King uses the body as the foundation, swallows other energy in the body to strengthen the body, and takes the path of becoming a god in the flesh.

When he first awakened, he swallowed up all the ripple energy in the cold sky.

In order to materialize strength, energy must be extracted from muscle cells and polished.

This is completely competing with the body (muscle king) for food, and the body will stop working.

Leng Kong has just extracted a trace of energy from the cells, but it hasn't had time to polish it yet!

Every tissue in the body discovered this delicious energy, swallowed it up directly driven by instinct, and then turned it into nutrients that strengthened the body.

Later I discovered that this energy is very effective in strengthening the body, and I became addicted to it.

As long as the cold air enters the extraction state, every cell in the body is sending hungry and thirsty eating messages to the brain.

As soon as it was refined, it was swallowed by the body and completely trapped in an endless cycle!

As long as the physical characteristics are integrated into the body, one's body will receive an immediate bonus.

But the cultivation of strength is just like the previous fighting skills. It needs to be familiar with, polished, and finally fully integrated with one's own martial arts.

It takes time to accumulate, and it is not as immediate as copying physical characteristics. Leng Kong had already anticipated it.

Over time, the cold air can be tolerated, but the cycle of lifting and sucking, lifting and sucking again continues.

What else is going on?

Although in the long run, as you continue to refine, your physique will continue to grow over time, which is equivalent to any skill that you have become a growth skill.

But the strong sense of oppression he felt on Tatsumaki made Leng Kong eager to turn his heritage into strength.

So, we have to think of another way!

Time passed day by day, and Leng Kong also continued to perform the basic posture of whirlwind and iron flow on the training ground day and night, and then extracted energy from the cells during the pulling of the posture.

But even though he had mastered the Whirlwind Zhante Fist technique to the point where simple movements had the illusion of cutting through the air, he still couldn't figure out a way to solve the problem of the body's instinct to swallow energy.

"Little madman, take it easy."

"Don't try too hard!"

"Be careful if your body can't bear it!"

When others teach disciples, they are afraid that the disciples will be lazy, but Bump is afraid that the disciples will train him to death.

Because in the month since he brought Leng Kong back to the dojo, Leng Kong has not come out of the training ground.

The crazy training intensity made Bump and other disciples in the dojo call them monsters.

Every day before dawn, they were awakened by the sound of roaring dragons and tigers waving their fists in the cold sky.

When I go to bed at night, the roar of dragons and tigers still rings in my ears.

Some of the disciples even doubted whether the monster Leng Kong didn't even need to sleep?

Of course you have to sleep, otherwise your body will definitely be unable to bear it after a long time.

Leng Kong is just meditating instead of sleeping.

Bump was originally worried that Leng Kong's fighting spirit was too violent and crazy, and that he would create a disaster.

But after seeing Leng Kong using meditation to cleanse his mind every day, he no longer had this worry at all, and instead liked it even more.

Even though Leng Kong's physique was too weird, he could never gather his energy. Bang Pu also saw this and was anxious in his heart.

"It's okay. As long as you eat enough and have enough energy in your body, there will be no problem."

Hearing Bump's voice, after Leng Kong completed a complete set of movements, his muscles vibrated and all the wet sweat was blown away, and then he walked shirtless in front of the teacher.

"Teacher, have you thought of a way to solve my physical problem?"

"No!"

Bang Gu glanced at Leng Kong's body with exploding muscles and shook his head slightly.

"This may be a gain and a loss, your body is too pure!"

Yes, it’s purity!

I heard the word "purity" from Leng Kong before, but Bump didn't understand the meaning of the word.

But now he realized that this word was the most suitable word to describe Leng Kong's body.

"High-purity body tissue has a strong hunger instinct for energy intake."

"So it's very difficult to solve!"

"But there is no way. We can trace the origin."

"Since it is the physical cause, then look for a solution from the body itself."

Bump touched his bald head and said thoughtfully,

"But I can't help you with this, because you know your own body best, and you still need to study the specific solutions on your own."

"Body?"

"let me see!"

Leng Kong rolled his eyes and began to speculate on the possibilities.

Because the murderer of devouring energy is the body itself, Leng Kong really didn't think in this direction before.

The cultivation method that has been used is to use the spirit to forcibly suppress the body's instincts, and then take the opportunity to extract energy and polish it.

But the problem is that the human spirit cannot always maintain high-intensity suppression, even if Leng Kong has tempered his spirit to the realm of martial arts golden elixir.

Therefore, once the spirit is relaxed, the extracted ability will be absorbed by the body tissue.

Only then has it been stuck on the threshold with no progress.

"Practice is not in a hurry, eat first."

Seeing that Leng Kong was about to enter the cultivation state again, Bangpu immediately asked Guangjie and others to carry food over.

This disciple is good at everything, but he is so obsessed with cultivation that it makes people frightened, fearing that he will suddenly die accidentally.

"That's it. That's it!"

"Little junior brother, don't try too hard."

"You try too hard, it makes us look like we're being stupid!"

Koosuke, who was carrying the food, also took the opportunity to make a conversation.

Without him!

Even after Leng Kong came to the dojo, all the disciples were swept up by him.

The leisurely days of the past are gone forever.

Miss you!

Even when Guangjie called him Junior Brother Leng Kong, he was very unconfident and naturally had no deterrent effect at all.

But he didn't dare to threaten Leng Kong with cooking, because

Because except for the cook, all the other disciples had been beaten several times by this junior brother.

My junior brother is too energetic and his thirst for battle is too strong.

I also want to find solutions from other people, so I always ask my senior brother for help, regardless of whether my senior brother can hold on!

It had only been a month, and Guangsuke saw with his own eyes that the gauze on his brothers' bodies had been changed several times.

"Well eat first!"

Leng Kong nodded, dissipating the oppression of the spirit on the body, and completely relaxing his mind.

After practicing martial arts for so long, he naturally knows that one should not be impetuous in practice, and two, one should not rush for success.

Although he seems to be practicing day and night, after entering into deep meditation, his mind and body will be completely relaxed.

"Well, that's right."

Seeing Leng Kong's performance, Bump's eyes narrowed with laughter.

Apart from the abnormal intensity of his training, as a boxer, Leng Kong was perfect in every aspect.

Uh. No!

There is another disadvantage, that is, eating too much.

Another month later,

dong dong

dong dong

Thunderous war drums exploded from Lengkong's chest, and the sound spread far to other training grounds.

"Hiss."

"That monster is here again!"

Hearing Leng Kong's heartbeat, which was louder than war drums, the disciples who were practicing in other training grounds suddenly froze.

"I said, if he stimulates the heartbeat in this way, isn't he afraid that his heart will jump and explode, or that he will spray too much blood and kill himself?"

Kuroda, as the top disciple of Bump on Tuesday, feels cold in his heart and numb in his limbs every time he hears Leng Kong's violent heartbeat!

"Junior brother is a monster, how can he die so easily?"

The four cooks, Kojie and Xitang, who took a break from their busy schedule, lay lazily in the shadow of the big tree beside the training ground, watching the brothers sweating under the scorching sun.

What's even more outrageous is that he took the iced watermelon and ate it.

This scene is like a new student's military training. The old student goes over there holding a popsicle to show off. No one can bear it.

As the dojo's kitchen team, Guangsuke and his colleagues originally had the heaviest workload.

Even Bump felt that they might be too busy and specially approved five people not to train.

But people can adapt, so the five people from Guangjie directly handed over the starting work to their own hotel.

Every day, I just wait for the hotel to deliver the processed ingredients and fry them on the spot. The workload is reduced by 9 levels.

Therefore, Guangjie and the others have time to show off in front of all the brothers.

"I said that the cooking place for the five of you has been changed to the training ground of my junior brother."

"Why do you still come to us every day?"

He and the others were sweating profusely from practicing, while Kosuke and the other five were lying under the shade of a tree, sipping iced watermelon, and Kuroda was filled with resentment.

"Where is my junior brother?"

"No, no, we don't dare to go during his training time, it's too scary!"

Speaking of Leng Kong, Guangjie's head shook rapidly.

"That's true!"

The first disciple Kuroda did not refute, but echoed.

"It's coming!"

Listening to Leng Kong's increasingly intense heartbeat, one of the disciples' face instantly lost all color.

"Well, are you coming?"

After hearing this, Guangsuke and the other five people didn't even eat the iced watermelon, and immediately sat cross-legged on the ground with panicked expressions.

The other disciples standing at the training ground also made this move almost at the same time, and even the panic on their faces seemed to be carved out of the same mold.

"Hoho.!"

"Ho ho ho."

Sure enough, just as they sat down cross-legged, their mental vision turned into blood. As the blood dyed the sky red, the screams of ghosts sounded intensively.

The hungry fighting spirit, endless murderous intent, and extremely violent aura contained in the ghost's howling crazily impacted the brains of all the disciples.

In an instant, all the disciples felt like they were falling into the blood sea of ​​hell. Every minute and every second was so long and so difficult.

Time seemed to stop, and the strong aura of death made their consciousness wander to the edge of life and death.

Pain, depression, terror, and many other negative emotions surged up like crazy.

The extremely terrifying mental pressure made all the disciples feel worse than death.

During this period, they were not beaten, but this terrifying mental pressure was more heart-stopping than the physical pain.

Kuroda and the others have only one thought in their minds right now, and that is to escape.

Escape from the dojo and escape from the terrifying blood pressure of Leng Kong.

But the problem is that the teacher won’t let me.

When this situation just happened, the first reaction of all the disciples was to run away, but they were kicked back by the teacher one by one, and they dispersed in the sea of ​​blood with their injuries.

After that, he lectured them, saying that if he couldn't even hold back his junior brother's momentum, what qualifications did he have to practice martial arts?

"Teacher seems to be more cruel since he shaved his head!"

The top disciple Kuroda looked at his teacher Bump who was guarding the gate of the dojo and complained crazily in his heart.

"As expected. As expected, he is my dearest disciple!"

"Ha ha."

"Just the aura that escapes during practice can actually temper the minds of other disciples."

"I didn't let you eat for free!"

"Ha ha."

Bump's mind was not on his eldest disciple Kuroda now, but on Leng Kong at the third training ground with his head raised high.

The third training ground,

Leng Kong sat cross-legged on the ground, thunderous war drums continued to blast from his chest, and his body was completely wrapped in a ball of blazing flames. The flames were in the shape of a grimace, and it was not one, but formed by countless grimaces.

"Breathe. Breathe. Breathe."

Along with the long breathing and pulsating muscles, the flame ghost face also writhed crazily on Leng Kong's body, jumping for joy, causing a shrill ghostly howl that resounded throughout the dojo.

But the fire is not fire, but blood!

The cold air burning on the body's surface is not a flame, but a hot blood mist steaming from the pores.

The blood mist took shape, turned into a grimace, and roared crazily toward the sky.

At the same time, endless death energy, murderous energy, evil spirit, and violent energy are also accompanied by blood and raging throughout the space.

This is the real reason why many of the disciples feel extremely fearful.

It was also Guangjie's 5-man back-up team who did not dare to step into the third training ground while practicing in the cold sky.

Just because the cold sky in cultivation is too terrifying!

"Breathe. Breathe."

Living in the cold air at the center of the sea of ​​blood, this person is concentrating on extracting energy from cells and then integrating it into the blood.

Teacher Bump's reminder finally allowed Leng Kong to find a way to condense his energy.

That is to integrate the energy into the blood before the body swallows it up.

Blood is an important part of the body, so it will naturally not conflict with the devouring instinct of the muscles.

Plus, blood vessels are found in every corner of the body, so it won’t be too difficult to blend in.

The final form is a ghost face and flame energy composed entirely of blood mist.

Leng Kong calls the mutated energy: a long river of blood!

This is also his ultimate goal!

Continuously refining and merging, one's own blood will eventually be raised to a river of blood that can run through heaven and earth!