The new fighting skills of the Jie Xiongming family are not the mandarin ducks on the stone, nor is it because the funny characters are invincible.

It's simply a request made by Jie Xiongming as a person. In fact, this guy's strength is far from being as simple as he appears on the surface, and the master of Jie Xiong Mingzao is the current owner of Aramco's largest security company, and the spokesperson is the international superstar, the muscular tough guy Harold Dogenger.

It can be said that he is the head of Ami's underground world, and this old man likes to make movies, so he has turned himself into an international superstar.

And Tsunaru is the only apprentice and heir of the man who is like a muscle terminator.

When the two of them went to visit the patient that day, Akio looked at Toshio Ozu, who was still unconscious with a plaster cast on his neck, and asked Ishigami a question.

"Youjun, can you tell me what a fist wish is?"

Without waiting for him to answer, Jie Xiong Mingzao continued to speak in a lifeless tone

"What is the magic of this game called Fist Wish that makes the little man willing to fight for his life."

In fact, as a good buddy who often works out together, Naruzo Street knows that this is not the first time that Toshio Ozu has suffered such a serious fatal injury.

There have been several times when his life has hung by a thread, but he still returns to that stage.

Finally, there was a time when the street male couldn't help but ask him if it was worth it?

But Toshio Ozu, who was wrapped in bandages all over his body, replied with a rather shy smile even though he was hurt

"Mr. Naruzo, you'll know when you're actually standing in that place."

When he answered, Toshio Ozu's eyes flashed with a raging fire that could not be extinguished.

It was the desire to win and the pride of being a martial artist, the spirit of martial arts.

But is that really the case?

Akizo Kai has also seen Toshio Ozu's game, but it is just a form of cathartic violence.

"Fists collide with fists, muscles fight against muscles, and after fully venting your hormones, you end up looking at the emptiness of your injuries."

"Nothing has changed."

The stone saw Brother Mingzao's confusion, but the fist wish thing is really a thousand people.

Nor could he give a proper answer

Some people believe that this is the main culprit that led to the destruction of the family. Some people think that this is pie in the sky, and it is used as a tool to make money.

But no matter what people think of the fist wish, this thing has been around here for thousands of years. It is a tool for countless careerists to realize their ambitions. It has achieved the point that it does not use a knife to kill, and it all depends on the wish of the fist.

The fist wish has bred countless new chains of hatred. The current president of the Boxing Association is old, and he has allowed the unhealthy trend of freedom to grow for too long.

I lost the courage I had in the past and didn't make corrections.

High EQ: It's a bit boring to be in the seat for too long, and it's fun to have fun.

Low EQ: I don't want to care when I'm old.

There is a problem in terms of the frequency of the boxing wish meeting, how can there be such a thing. Even in the face of the small problem of dissatisfaction with the company's internal equity distribution written in the will, you can apply for a fist wish, and several heirs of the good guy are all fighting with the strongest fighters to fight to re-decide the distribution rights.

Anyway, the members of the boxing wish club, if you feel that something is not going well, you will start boxing. I don't think about how to make my own business bigger and stronger, I think about what other people are good all day long, and I want to use my fist to snatch good things from others.

In the long run, there will be big problems. You must know that finance has always been the hematopoietic machine of the whole country, and the hematopoietic function has problems, so a new financial crisis is not far away.

When the victory came, everyone couldn't hold back their excitement. Started to do all kinds of things, and there were champagne openers in the half. If Ishigami had bagged the fist wish, the first thing to cut off would be this meaningless, endless strife. Otherwise, the mechanism of this fist will eventually be destroyed in his own hands because of his infinitely expanding ambition.

Ishigami shook his head, what a bunch of uneasy adults. If you want high school students to come forward to save the world, neon can do this kind of lack of morality.

Without Ishigami's grand wishes, Akizo just wanted to expose himself to a whole new world.

"So, I wanted to see if I would change my mind when I actually got on that stage."

Just as at that time, Jie Xiong decided to enter the world of fitness, and he wanted to see the magic of the fist wish.

This time, the return of the Saryuin family to the Ishigami family is a good opportunity in the eyes of the street Xiong Mingzao.

His opportunity to enter the inner world from the surface world.

I signed up from Ishigami.,I hope to succeed Toshio Ozu as a fighter of the Odoruin family.。

Ishigami was very happy to hear that Brother Naruzo wanted to take the initiative to step into the world they were in.

But the fights in the Fist Club are not the kind of TV shows that can be ordered to the end, and there are basically no rules and restrictions.

Whether it's a poke in the eye, or even if it's a chicken, a flying egg, or something, it's allowed.

In this kind of situation without the protection of rules, Brother Ming Zao, a layman, will suffer a big loss if he rashly enters this field. Even Ishigami can't guarantee that he can be injury-free on the field.

After all, those who are fighters are more or less villains, and there are not a few bad and powerful guys.

The Toshio Ozu who was lying on the hospital bed and hadn't woken up was a good precedent, and if Ishigami hadn't been treated in time, the vegetative guy would have been decided.

"But Brother Mingzao.."

Ishigami wanted to speak and stopped, and his eyes glanced at Toshio Ozu before looking at Akira Street

"I know your concerns, it's okay, Yujun."

With a bold smile on his face, Jie Xiong Mingzao gave a thumbs up to Ishigami.

"I used to train you, but now the two of us have to change positions."

"Youjun, turn me into a qualified fighter!"

"Alas, there's really nothing I can do about you, Brother Mingzao."

Ishigami really didn't expect that one day he would become the teacher who guided Jie Xiong Mingzao.

He smiled

"I'm going to be as strict as you were when you instructed me."

"Be mentally prepared, Brother Mingzao."

"Well, I know, so it's okay."

Jie Xiong Mingzao patted his chest with his hand, and then said meaningfully

"Youjun, speaking of which, it seems that the two of us haven't had a serious fight."

Shi Yi was stunned, as if he and Brother Ming Zao had indeed never done it with a real knife or a real gun. But the duel of breath and wrist strength, Ishigami has already tried with him.

It seems that if you rely on your wrist strength alone, Brother Ming Zao is estimated to be in the top four among the active fighters.

After all, Ishigami won Brother Ming at that time, and he did it only when he was arrogant.

But the battle is not just a matter of wrist strength that can end the battle. There is no difference between unskilled coordination and swinging a stick.

Combat skills, combat awareness, control of rhythm, physical strength, combat experience, etc. are all decisive factors in battle.

Although they had known each other for many years, Ishigami realized that he knew nothing about the strength of this smiling man.

Jie Xiong opened his eyes as if provocatively, exuding a strong fighting spirit.

"Do you want to fight me now, Mr. You."

"Let me, a layman, see what kind of strength the top combat power of the Fist Wish Club is."

There was no fear in Jie Xiong's tone, as if he was also quite confident in his own strength. Because this muscle, which has been tempered for thousands of years, will not deceive him.

Besides, Jie Xiong Mingzao also wants Ishigami to judge which echelon his strength is in.

"Okay, Brother Mingzao."

Ishigami nodded

"In that case, I won't keep my hands out."

Both of them came to the basement of the Wandai Building and the minus eight floors of the Wandai Building.

This large arena was once the place where the stone fought the "Menghu" Wakatsuki samurai, and the soft soil floor and the walls made of military-grade titanium alloy steel can still be seen in the fierceness of the last battle and the destructive power far beyond imagination.

Although it is not clear what kind of strength Jie Xiong Mingzao is, Ishigami still regards him as his fierce rival.

With its ultra-high tensile strength, toughness and fatigue strength, this place is undoubtedly the best place for the two to let go of their hands and feet.

Who would have thought that in such a corner where no one knows, the aftermath of the collision between the two would be detected by the instruments of the Tokyo Institute of Geological Hazard Survey as a shock wave caused by a small earthquake.

According to the staff of Wandai that day, it felt like the building was shaking all the time that afternoon, and it felt as if it was going to collapse.

As for Ishigami, who is the center of the eye of the storm, he can be said to have treated Jie Xiong Mingzao as a powerful enemy, but it is still not enough.

Over and over again, he refreshed Ishigami's own perception of the muscular big brother.

After Ishigami and Brother Naruzo fought for the first time, they had a feeling that most of the boxing competitions held by the current boxing club were to the level of playing at home.

"He's so powerful, it's special."

When the purple sound of the Soryuin Temple asked Ishigami, what is the strength of the fighting skills he gave to the Soryuin family?

"I can't describe it."

Ishigami stirred the cup of hot cocoa in front of him with a spoon and watched the steaming whirlpool

"I can only say that it reminds me that the gods of mercy also have times of rage."

The flesh pressure released by the street male is full of compassion at first, and people can't help but want to worship.

But when the second mode is opened, there is no doubt that it is the divine punishment of an angry, merciless God.

"Huh?"

Seeing the puzzled eyes of Wu Yasha and Sonyuin Ziyin, Ishigami smiled and didn't explain too much.

There are some things, no, that you can't believe if you really look at them with your own eyes once.

Have you ever seen that even every flat A is the level of a storm core? Have you ever seen a chain punch made up of dozens of burst cores?

That air was torn apart by the powerful fist wind, and the fist was marked with a fiery red mark like a peacock's feather.

Hit critically, slash with slash.

The first time I saw an attack with special effects, the visual impact on the stone at that time can be imagined, and the entire ground was as if it had been bombed.

In the end, the two fought to a draw, but Ishigami still kept his hand and did not continue. If it continues, it doesn't make sense.

Because the opponent has no killing intent at all, a fist without killing intent cannot kill people.

The fist on the stone is fast and ruthless.

It is to know that to keep hands on the enemy is cruelty to oneself. However, although Brother Mingzao's fist is powerful, it can't hurt Shi Shang too much.

Ishigami was sure that when he made the thirtieth move against Brother Naruto, he would kill him in an instant.

But this is the time of life and death, not the technique that should be used when fighting.

"Alas, Youjun."

"What kind of god, it's rude to say that to a great priest."

Dressed in a blue and white tracksuit, he pushed open the door and walked in.

"Obviously, I am just a person who serves God, and I can't bear the name of God."

Naruzo Kai has a priesthood, he is the orthodox heir of a shrine, and every spring festival is held, and by the way, Toshio Ozu goes every year. It is also for this reason that the guests who have been visiting the shrine are called "Damyojin".

"Brother Mingzao, you're here!"

Seeing that the street was coming, Ishigami stood up and pointed to the seat next to him for him to sit down.

Ishigami introduced to Saryuin Ziyin and Wu Yasha

"Let me introduce you, this is the fighter I prepared for the Naryu Academy."

"Mr. Akira Street."

"Are you my employer, I'm Jie Xiongming, oops, I'm also a first-time fighter, please bear with me."

Jie Xiong Mingzao touched his head embarrassedly and said to the two ladies in front of him.

"Another little white face?"

When Ziyin saw the first sight of the street male Mingzao, he had the idea of being rude.

If it weren't for the wrong venue, she would have thought that she would have taken her old sister out to open meat.

It's all a young and handsome cowherd shop.

But the combat power of the little white face in front of her, she and Wu Yasha can see it.

When it comes to fighting, it's called a ruthless.

Humanoid Tyrannosaurus rex is not an exaggeration.

And I haven't seen that little ghost for a few days, and I feel that my skin has gotten better again.

"I hope this street male can be as good as this little ghost."

"Hello."

The purple sound of the Sonyuin was very clear until he stretched out his hand to the street Xiong Mingzao. But when her hand really touched the big white face.

Inexplicably, it was like an electric shock.

What's going on, this muscular feeling

It's like holding a mountain, unable to move.

And Jie Xiong Mingzao held that hand, and only heard a clang. Then his clothes were scattered and shattered like a goddess.

The effect of "bursting clothes" is quite terrifying

The results are outstanding

The two ladies in front of him were completely frightened

Who would have thought that a handsome baby-faced brother in front of him would become an exaggerated muscle like an inflatable explosion in the next second. With that face, I feel a sense of disobedience.

"Oops, nosebleeds are coming out."

The purple sound of the Song Ryu Yuan faced the muscles of the street male Ming, and when it was stimulated, he felt his qi and blood surging up.

"What a pompous pectoralis major muscle...."