I, Yu Ishigami, the King of Fist Wish

"I once said that your temper, Liang, is definitely a big problem. You will lose your mind if the enemy provokes you."

"How can this work?"

Ishigami Yu looked at Ryo Himuro, who was roaring like a wild beast on the screen, and turned to look at Ryo Himuro, whose face was full of shame for listening to his words. It was almost impossible for the two of them to tell who was who.

"It seems that you haven't had enough fun with "cow-making-cow" anymore. I'll be a "sheep-making-cow" later to temper your temper."

"Brother Xingming, please don't."

Ishigami Yu's words immediately reminded Himuro Ryo of his fear of being dominated by "a cow", and the look on his face became extremely frightened.

"I've had enough of that damn game!"

Himuro Ryo just recalled the past where he was addicted to it, making him spend almost every minute and every second in anger, coupled with the "brainwashing" background music like a curse , even more frightened Himuro Ryo, who was not afraid of the sky or the earth.

"Don't say that, Ryo."

Okubo Naoya, who was worried that the world would be in chaos, smiled and hugged the frightened Himuro Ryo. The fire did not burn him anyway, so "Naoya" did not panic at all and was very happy.

Naoya Okubo, who can be regarded as a model of "funny friends", said to Ryo Himuro cheerfully

"I'm not saying that your temper needs to be tempered because you are so easily angered."

"Listen to Lao Niu, he is doing it all for your own good."

"How are you? Why don't you go play."

Himuro Ryo, whose eyes were bursting with tears, almost wanted to be thrown over his shoulder by Okubo Naoya, who was holding him around the neck. It was really a pain in the back to sit still.

He was also said to have a bad temper. Naoya Okubo, who was smiling and looking optimistic all day long, just broke his phone in half after playing that damn game.

Don't dislike either of them, they are all the same.

"Why are you shouting so loudly?"

Okubo Naoya, who was yelled at by Ryo Himuro for doing it himself, acted like a "little daughter-in-law" and was extremely coy.

"Okay, please stop saying a few words."

"And Naoya, if you keep doing this, I won't mind giving you a kick on the ass."

Or in other words, it has already been kicked up.

Seeing that Ishigami Yu was angry, he kicked Okubo Naoya in the butt angrily.

"Lao Niu, Lao Niu, don't."

The huge strength of the old cow made Okubo Naoya feel the pain and he covered it fiercely, and then stumbled forward a few times.

"Hahaha, bastard Naoya, you have today too."

Seeing Okubo Naoya being taught a lesson by Gyoumei, Himuro Ryo felt so good, and he wished he could have Gyoumei kick him a few more times.

Looking at his smug look of "a villain succeeds", he should be punched and kicked.

"You care about me so much, Ryo."

If Naoya Okubo knew what Ryo Himuro was thinking, he would definitely say

"You are such a good friend of mine!"

Maybe Ryo Himuro's complacency made Okubo Naoya sense something, or maybe his sneer was heard by Okubo Naoya.

Anyway, Okubo Naoya immediately jumped up like a dog whose tail was stepped on, and glared at Ryo Himuro with a look like "It's obviously all your fault, you bastard, how dare you laugh at me?"

"What are you looking at?"

Himuro Ryo was provoked by Okubo Naoya, and he glared back not to be outdone.

"What are you doing?"

"Hehehe, you two"

Ishigami Yu sighed and shook his head helplessly, with an unknown anger burning in his heart.

The big hands like iron pliers directly lifted Okubo Naoya and Himuro Ryo one by one in front of their horrified eyes, and then slammed their heads together.

"Isn't this the time for internal strife?"

"jump"

Two hard iron-headed boys collided together, making a sonorous sound of "iron block" hitting "iron block".

He looked at Ryo Himuro and Naoya Okubo leaning on their heads, slumped on the ground as if they had no body bones to support them, still pretending to be dead.

Really angry and funny

Why do I feel like I have two "naughty children"? As a parent, what else can Yu Ishigami do? Just give them a beating.

"You two, be normal. If this happens again, haha, you know."

Ishigami Yuya said to Ryo Himuro and Nao Okubo regardless of whether they heard whether they were "real dead" or "fake death".

"What happened this time was that I was caught off guard before the match, and I didn't lose my fight on the field at the Boxing Club."

"Xingming Lord, what happened?"

Ishigami Yu was reflecting on the two bastards who were "playing dead" on the ground. He turned around and was almost startled when he heard the sound.

"Brother Mingzao, why have you become like this?"

Because he saw Jie Xiongming wearing a blue and white sportswear with the same kind smile on his face as always. The finishing touch was that his face was covered with blood stains.

Yu Ishigami asked

"injured?"

To Yu Ishigami, this kind of Jie Xiong Mingzao had an inexplicable sense of déjà vu with a "Smiling Tiger" filter, which made him look extremely scary. Not only on his face, there were also blood stains on Jie Xiongming's blue and white sportswear.

"No, how could it be?"

Jie Xiongmingzao's smile gives people the feeling of being like a spring breeze, quite harmonious.

"I'm fine."

A trace of embarrassment appeared on his face, and he raised the bag in his hand to show Ishigami Yu

"It's just that I seemed to have accidentally struck too hard."

I don’t know if the injured caused by Jie Xiongming can be saved, but they slept very peacefully anyway.

Only then did Ishigami Yu notice that Kaixiong Mingzao was holding a huge bag in his hand, and he could clearly see that the bag was bleeding. Judging from the outline, the thing inside is probably about the size of a human.

Ishigami Yu is sensitive to the smell of blood and can smell human blood more clearly.

He thought for a moment and came up with the answer, so he asked

"Brother Mingzao, you were also attacked because of your qualifications as a fighter?"

"Emm, I guess so."

Jie Xiong Mingzao scratched his chin and recalled the situation at that time. It seemed that this person refused the protein powder he brewed for him and knocked it to the ground. For a moment, Jie Xiongming was so angry that he couldn't care about anything. He just wanted to send this blasphemous person directly to see the "God of Fitness".

Before he died, he seemed to have said something like, "I've won your qualification as a fighter."

But this thing is not

The two "bastards" on the ground who were pretending to be dead opened their eyes at some point while Lao Niu and Jie Xiongming were talking.

They looked at each other and nodded, then quietly and quietly got up from the ground. Their movements were relatively small at first, but once they were far away, they immediately "hooked arms" and ran far away.

"Forget it, out of sight is out of mind."

Ishigami Yu shook his head. He naturally noticed the two bastards sneaking away and just chose to turn a blind eye.

It doesn't matter if you leave.

So he continued to say to Street Xiongming Zaolu

"Brother Mingzao, are you here to ask how to deal with this thing?"

"Um."

Street Xiong Mingzao nodded sheepishly. He used to live in a free America, where people liked to play real-person C. In order to protect himself, he had to take action, so it was normal for people to disappear there and no one would care (except if it involved the IRS), but when he returned to the neon backstreets, Xiong Ming had not done anything extraordinary until today.

Jie Xiong Mingzao said embarrassedly

"Sorry to trouble you, Yuu-kun."

"fine."

Ishigami Yu waved his hand and took the bag from Kai Xiong Mingzo. The good guy was quite heavy, which showed that he was a healthy young man.

"No trouble at all."

He opened the bag, glanced at it, and moved away. He couldn't help but sigh: This young man's sleep quality is really good, so he just fell asleep.

After making the bag into a convenient shape again, Ishigami Yu took the bag, opened the door of the next room, and went straight to the balcony.

Because it was already late at night, the vast sea outside was all pitch black, like a beast that chose people to devour.

Then, in the darkness of the night and with Jie Xiongming's shocked eyes, Ishigami Yu threw the contents of the bag down with a "1, 2, 3".

From then on, the young man who was "sleeping very hard" started a new journey with a slight splash of water.

After he was done, Ishigami Yu didn't forget to clap his hands and said with a smile to Street Xiong Mingzao.

"See, I said so."

“It was easy and no hassle at all.”

"Jaw, okay."

Jie Xiongming was speechless for a moment and didn't know what to say, so he could only nodded.

He really didn't expect that there was such a simple way to deal with such a troublesome problem, and it really solved a lot of troubles.

"Don't worry, there's no problem at all."

Ishigami Yu patted Ji Xiongmingzao's shoulder with his hand and said as if he had experienced it.

"Compared to the sea, human beings are like throwing a grain of rice into the desert, and they can't be seen at all."

The place where the cruise ship is traveling is already quite far away from the continental shelf. If you drop something casually, you won't be able to find it. You really can't find it.

"Carving a boat to find a sword" people at least drained the water from a small pond and found it wherever they wanted, but this was the ocean and was floating all the time.

The sea can even digest the huge blue whale, not to mention that such a small gadget can only make a little waves.

As someone who has already tried this simple method, Ishigami feels that it is quite easy once and for all.

It’s really perfect to use it to feed fish.

With this simple and crude solution to the difficulty, Jie Xiong Mingzao, who had no worries, laughed a few times without replying and said

"Haha, then I'm fine for now."

"Wait, Brother Mingzao."

Ishigami Yu said to Ji Xiongmingzao

"I have something else to do."

Street Xiong Naruzou stopped and looked at Yu Ishigami with doubtful eyes.

"Brother Mingzao, how are you adjusting to your condition?"

Yu Ishigami asked

Although Kaixiong Mingzo is definitely an expert in fitness, he is still a layman in the field of martial arts.

Fighters will do whatever it takes to win. No matter life or death, fighting to the death to win is the qualifying quality of a fighter.

However, Naruzao only participated in the boxing competition to replace his friend "The Brave and Intelligent General" Juno Ozu.

Although his strength as a fighting artist, as long as he doesn't meet some strong ones such as "Magic Spear" and "Meeting Fang" that Ishigami Yu has to take seriously, even Achun can do it if he takes it seriously. He escaped wholeheartedly.

The strength can be recognized

Whether it is as a friend or a former coach and student, Ishigami Yu has to be more responsible for Naruzo.

"It's okay, it's okay, don't worry about me."

This time it was Kai Xiong Mingzo's turn to tell Ishigami Yu that it was okay, he replied

"I think there is actually only one step between fitness and fighting, and that is fighting skills."

"I am confident that top bodybuilders have strong bodies that are not inferior to top fighters."

"Because I am made by Jiexiong Ming."

When he said this, Jie Xiongmingzao, who became serious, unconsciously stretched his clothes with his bulging muscles.

Under the fragments of blue and white clothes flying in the sky, muscles as fine as white marble are spread all over the body, and the light shines dazzlingly under the light.

The muscles are actually glowing!

Anyone who loves fitness will burst into tears when they see these muscles that are as sacred as "gods".

Under the double halo of "Muscle Surrender" and "Muscle Powerhouse", Jiexiong Mingzao truly deserves the title of "Muscle Great God".

It may be difficult to find another person in the world who can cultivate his muscles to this level and has such terrifying "muscle control" ability to precisely control every muscle.

Take the "liberation" of the Wu clan as an example. Its essence is to lift the brain's restriction on the amount of muscle power output used by the whole body.

This limitation should not exist with Kai Xiong Mingzo. He can perfectly control every muscle, and he can surely mobilize this power within the muscle's endurance range and even overload.

Although the "Wu Clan" is crazy, they may still stay away from dissolution caused by excessive muscle exertion. After all, the "liberation" time is determined by the host's own muscle condition.

But Jie Xiongming's existence itself is a miracle of the "God of Muscles", and he may not only be able to dissolve.

Ishigami Yu estimates that Naruso-nii, whose muscles are completely overloaded, can even exert strength that may cause "muscle explosion".

You don't need to think about it to know that this is quite risky. Exertion of force until the muscles explode and excessive blood loss may be the easiest way to die. The whole body will explode like a balloon.

He definitely masters such a move

When used, it is definitely a move more terrifying than "Blow Core", and it is a forbidden move.

It is an absolute force that changes the game pattern.

It seems my worries are unnecessary

Ishigami Yu shook his head

"By the way, Brother Nazuo, you can take a look at this freshly released battle video."

When my finger accidentally touched the screen, the voice of Ryo Himuro appeared.

"Accidental?"

On the screen, Ryo Himuro wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and originally thought that he should be a sure winner, but Kinda Sueyoshi actually found a flaw in his intensive attacks like a storm, and hit him hard on the chin from the gap. One punch.

This is the voice of the brother who is rescuing people in the operating room next door.

"I say it again, give me the position of representing the fighting artist."

"This is?"

Jie Xiongming looked at the two people fighting on the screen angrily and asked

Ishigami Yu quickly gave the answer before Kai Xiongming asked the complete question.

"This is a video of an ordinary person who almost succeeded in killing the emperor. It records the textbook-level operation in case all his moves are seen through by the opponent."

This unlucky boy, Ryo Himuro, was really unlucky. He was deliberately targeted. His usual moves and subconscious actions corresponding to his subconscious breathing were all seen through.

"Very valuable reference."

It’s still a few minutes away from the venue where we will land on the "Wishriu Island" - the game of Fist Wan's Death.

Fifteen hours, thirty-eight minutes and forty-seven seconds