From Fist Wisdom Blade To Muscle Daming King

"Here. Food. Lengkong, here!"

As soon as Leng Kong walked into the cafeteria, he saw Dasqi standing on tiptoes and waving to him. He seemed a little excited and almost shouted out the disgraceful title he had been circulated within the navy.

Before reaching the position, Dasqi pouted and complained again:

"I didn't mean that if I came to the cafeteria to find you, I would definitely be there. Why did you show up so late today?"

"I've been waiting all afternoon for you to come?"

"No, when did we become so familiar?"

Leng Kong pulled up the chair and sat down, a little confused about the woman's speed of getting acquainted with her.

"do not mind the details."

Dasqi pressed forward with her upper body in excitement, her glasses seemed to be shining.

"Dang Dang Dang"

"Take a look, what is this?"

Then he raised a pamphlet towards Leng Kong like a treasure.

"Did you find the iron rod information?"

Leng Kong glanced at it and saw that the book was yellowed and the pages inside were somewhat damaged. It looked like it had been there for some time.

Looking at Dasqi's excited expression and thinking of the big iron rod still inserted in Smoker's room, Leng Kong felt that the other party had found the corresponding information.

Because apart from the big iron rod, I had no other interactions with this woman.

"What iron rod?"

Dasqi roared: "The name of the sword is Ghost Slayer, and it is the strongest demon weapon created by the master craftsman Sasaki 300 years ago who spent his entire life!"

Of course she was not like this usually, nor would she rush to the cafeteria to wait for someone she had just met once.

But it's different now. I found out the origin information of the lost famous sword, and I was so excited that I urgently wanted to share it with others.

It's like a mathematician solving a world problem and a musician composing a classic score!

As a sword fanatic, the sense of accomplishment of being able to find information about famous swords that have not been revealed to the world is something that others cannot understand.

Ghost bite?

Hearing this name, Leng Kong's eyebrows twitched slightly. Why did he feel that all the worlds he traveled through had a kind of fanatical worship of "ghosts"?

I like to name slightly more powerful things with "ghost".

Ghost brain, ghost eyes, ghost back, ghost body, ghost attack, and ghost bite, you have a complete set of ghosts and gods, okay?

"Sasaki?"

Shaking away the random thoughts, Leng Kong looked at Dasqi, "Is he famous?"

“It’s only meaningful if you’re not famous!”

Dasqi adjusted his glasses and said excitedly: "It feels like a great achievement to discover a master craftsman who disappeared from history before his name was revealed!"

"oh"

Leng Kong's expression was calm, "You get excited first, and I'll get some food."

"Huh?"

"This is your knife!"

Leng Kong's lack of cooperation made my sister-in-law Lengqi's cheeks bulge: "Can't you give a little reaction when you hear such big news?"

"The headquarters is so atmospheric!"

But Leng Kong looked at the mountains of sumptuous food piled up at the food pick-up area, and could no longer hear what Dasqi was saying.

I saw the chef piling up the food on a super large plate that was half the size of a basketball court, and several giant employees were delivering the food outside one by one.

If the ceilings of headquarters buildings were not generally high, if it were replaced by an ordinary standard house, the food would have reached the roof.

Looking at the navy who kept coming to pick up the dishes, Leng Kong aimed at a plate of super-beautiful mountains that had just been sent out and was still steaming, and directly picked up the whole plate.

The plate was too big to fit on the table, so he simply ran to the open space aside for the giants to eat and started enjoying the food.

"I said, after moving so much, have you finished eating?"

Dasqi, who was chasing after him with small steps, widened his eyes when he saw the super mountain of meat in front of him, which was enough to feed two to three hundred people.

"It's not bad, I'm five points full!"

Leng Kong swallowed a huge piece of fish weighing five kilograms in one gulp, and his mouth bulged horizontally as big as two heads.

"Fifty-fifty full?"

"Gu Gu."

Seeing Leng Kong's ferocious eating look, Dasqi swallowed in shock.

Although she also knew from rumors that Leng Kong had a big appetite, she never expected that it would be so terrifying!

But can living things really eat food that is dozens of times its own volume?

impossible?

"Gulu.!"

But the next second, Leng Kong used actual actions to prove that her imagination was still too low. Her Adam's apple slid up and down, and the huge fish piece disappeared directly.

"Well, keep talking and don't worry about me!"

Then he opened his bow from left to right, picked up a cow thigh and started to chew it fiercely.

"All right!"

Come here, I can’t help but share my excitement. Dasqi suppressed the shock and continued,

"The ultimate goal of every knife maker is to create a superb knife!"

"The same is true for Master Sasaki. After mastering his knife-making skills, he traveled around the world looking for suitable materials."

"Finally, a huge meteorite the size of a house was finally found in a remote town."

"In order to create a peerless weapon that could be passed down to the world, Master Sasaki settled in the town."

Dasqi carefully flipped through the booklet and relayed the deeds in it.

"It then took another three years to break through the hard shell of the meteorite and dig out the super meteorite hidden deep in the center."

"But the meteorite iron is extremely dense and hard. It took him ten years just to remove impurities and refine the material, and it took him another ten years to beat the sword!"

"Meteorite is too hard!"

"After 20 years of brilliance, he could only roughly hammer out the shape of the sword. Master Sasaki finally realized that it was impossible to successfully cast it using ordinary methods."

"But it's impossible for him to give up because he has invested too much time and energy."

"How many 20 years of life can be wasted?"

"So, he became possessed!"

"Massacre an entire town just for a blood sacrifice!"

"He will use blood, people, and the life essence of all living things to smelt this meteorite, and then use its soul to imbue it with spirituality."

"As long as he can succeed, he will not hesitate to forge a demon weapon that is more demonic than the demon sword!"

"belch"

Just when Dasqi was immersed in the novel-like historical story, Leng Kong suddenly let out a long burp.

"No, what are you doing again?"

Sister-in-law Liang suddenly felt that the emotions she had finally brewed up were interrupted.

"The sauce is so fragrant that I couldn't help but burp."

Leng Kong shrugged, his expression showing no shame.

"Speaking of which, isn't this big iron rod a bit harder?"

"You're almost turning this into a fairy tale."

"Don't believe it, the blood sacrifice is real!"

Seeing Leng Kong questioning herself, Dasqi became anxious and angrily raised her little finger covered with a band-aid and said excitedly,

"After reading the information, I tested it immediately, and it really absorbed my blood!"

Leng Kong: "Yes. I'll feed it some blood when I get back."

"J."

"This knife is so ominous."

"According to records, Master Sasaki suddenly died suddenly after performing a blood sacrifice in the town. There were also several strong men who used him as a weapon, but without exception they all died violently."

"It's okay, I'm very lucky!"

"It doesn't matter whether it's a sword or not. The key is that only this big iron rod can withstand my strength."

"Just this, that's enough!"

His body had recovered, and Leng Kong had no intention of wearing a sword at first, but hearing what Dasqi said was so mysterious, his curiosity was aroused again.

Because only by being mysterious and beyond common sense can it be possible to break through the defense of the bald devil.

"Then wait and I'll go with you."

Dasqi waved her fist vigorously.

"Let's eat something together?"

"No, I'm full just watching you eat."

"Dry!"

Leng Kong also wanted to see how magical the iron rod was, and the spirit of dry rice possessed him, and his eating speed accelerated again.

Then, at a speed beyond Dasqi's imagination, Roshan was quickly eliminated.

"Let's go!"

After drinking the last sip of soup, Leng Kong wiped the oil stains from the corners of his mouth and stood up with satisfaction.