Kuroki Xuanzhai: The strange wrist is the current master, and the martial arts idiot who is extremely poor.

Title: Magic Spear, Martial Extreme!

Martial Extreme: A practitioner who has completed self-detachment both physically and mentally, and embarked on the pursuit of the ultimate martial arts!

Profession: Martial artist.

Martial arts: Strange wrist flow, karate, two tiger flow, Ryukyu traditional martial arts, pre-reading.

Strange Wrist Flow: Originated from the Chinese martial art "Shenhequan", and later merged with Okinawa karate to evolve into "Heaven and Earth Flow", and then added to the Ryukyu martial arts, and in-depth study of the meridians, meridians and qigong in it, thus forming a new genre.

Pre-reading: By inferring the opponent's movements, you can quickly defend or counterattack before the opponent attacks.

Mystery: Magic Gun!

In poking straw rolls, to poking sandbags, iron sand palms... In the terrifying tempering of self-harm, he transcended the pain and turned his limbs into an indestructible magic spear.

Combined with the powerful penetrating attacks of the Monster Wrist Flow and the Second Tiger Flow, the power can pierce the steel plate!

Meaning: First first!

Before the opponent makes a move, detect the opponent's intentions and release the counterattack first.

Upanishn: Insight!

See through the opponent's martial arts style and accurately judge the weaknesses.

After reading the attribute panel of Kuroki Xuanzhai, Leng Kong was shocked by his title of "Martial Artist" and many martial arts mysteries.

I've definitely met a big guy!

Jumi, thank you!

The experience is there, haha...

......

"So, you have successively defeated the Wu clan imp, Lei Xinliu, and the current heirs of Inbanliu."

"And then your little girlfriend wants to travel, so she poked a dot on the map with a pen, and you showed up at my door?"

"The assassination stream that was not defeated by you in the end, the strange wrist stream is the door of the master's house?"

Kuroki Xuan wrapped his apron around, stir-fried vegetables, and questioned in a questioning tone: "Little ghost, do you want to recall, what are you talking about?" ”

"This story is made up, and the ghosts don't believe it!"

Leng Kong, who was sitting on the kang, spread his hands, "This guy is going to ask Zhu Mei." ”

"Uncle, I'm really just casual, I wanted to be angry with my sister."

Zhu Mei looked innocent.

"Hehe..."

The black wood didn't reply, only responded with a "hehe".

time forward,

Just when Kuroki was stopped by Zhu Mei's words, Leng Kong suddenly untied the huge bag on his back.

Kuroki admits that his mind was tense at the time, and the magic spear was ready to be launched.

But when I saw that it was full of packaged ingredients, instead of the hot weapons I thought, I was stunned again.

What kind of routine is this?

Then Zhu Mei invited Kuroki to eat together, and the martial arts master picked up the spatula.

Since he is not seeking revenge, can he still have a sister-in-law who is free and easy?

Then I made a full table with ingredients from the cold air.

Living in seclusion in the mountains, without any craftsmanship, it really can't replenish the energy needed by the body.

"Alright... These should be enough to eat. ”

"I can be regarded as having a good meal with your light, and I was thinking of going out to make up for it tomorrow, but now I can push it back for another day."

Fade your coat in the cold air and get ready for a good tonic.

"Huh!"

"It tastes pretty good?"

Zhu Mei tasted it and was immediately surprised: "Uncle, have you ever learned to cook?" ”

"It's okay, everything in the world has the same path, martial arts practice to the extreme, and the sight, heat, and control are a little stronger than ordinary people, so it's delicious to cook."

"Plus you're tired of climbing the mountain and you're hungry, so you feel good to eat."

Although Kuroki was talking to Zhu Mei, the corner of his eye lingered on the perfect body exposed by the cold sky.

The golden ratio of the body, without a trace of flaws in the muscle groups and lines, this is in the gym to fill protein powder, exercise, right?

Can the muscles exercised by this plastic force defeat the three major assassination schools of the Wu family, Lei Xinliu, and Inbanliu?

Blown, right?

With only one glance, Kuroki dared to use his grandmaster experience to conclude that Leng Kong was by no means a martial artist, that is, a young man who loved to brag.

Because this muscle and body are a little bit unrelated to the martial artist.

"Hurry up and eat, we still have business!"

Leng Kong picked up the plate and poured it into his mouth, eating quite boldly, but he didn't notice that Kuroki had already assessed himself unconsciously.

On the contrary, he was urging Zhu Mei to eat with his heart, because he couldn't wait to see what kind of strength he could be called "Martial Extreme"!

"We?"

"Business?"

"What's the matter?"

"It can't be...?"

Hearing Leng Kong's words, Zhu Mei's cheeks instantly flushed, and her ten fingers were also mixed together like twisted flowers.

The stammering coquettish, "Huh... Miscellaneous... What... Uncle Kuroki is still here, Leng Jun, you... Hello... Good or bad..."

"What's wrong with me?"

The cold air in the eating, raised his head and looked confused.

When I saw Zhu Mei's crimson cheeks that were about to drip water, I stuffed a big chicken leg over.

"What does Nizi want?"

"I'm talking about getting down to my uncle."

"Ride... Hand in hand? ”

"It turns out... No... Not no... Which one..."

Knowing that she had misunderstood, Zhu Mei's eyes fluttered, and she didn't want the chicken legs, her little head was buried in an instant, and her feet were rubbing on the ground, and she wanted to get into the cracks in the ground.

Ahhh Too... It's so embarrassing!

"Little ghost, I said, do you really want to practice with me?"

This kind of childlike frolic is not worth mentioning to Kuroki, and his eyes look at the cold sky without any fluctuations.

"Well, Uncle is also a martial artist, it's a pity to miss it."

A plate of steaks was swept over the cold air.

"Hehe... I'm also a martial artist? ”

Hearing this, the corners of Kuroki's mouth twitched.

If he is a martial artist and is only a martial artist, is there a real martial artist in the world?

"But if I'm not mistaken, you built your muscles in the gym, right?"

"Well, that's right, it's the basics of working out in the gym."

"It's useless to have good muscles, and the muscles you build by eating protein powder in the gym are not suitable for fighting."

"Whether it's useful or not, you'll know if you try it."

Leng Kong's hands kept coming, a light smile appeared on his face, and the battle intent in his eyes surged.

His muscles have been questioned by many people, but in the end they were all slapped in the face.

Kuroki is not the first, nor will it be the last.

The "steel body" created by Jie Xiongming is a perfect body that can carry many magical powers, how can it be equal to an ordinary bodybuilder?

"Hehe... Young people just don't hit the south wall and don't look back. ”

"Okay, it's also a rubbing of your ingredients, and I'll accompany you to practice a little later."

After living in seclusion for a long time, Kuroki also wants to move his muscles.

In the original book, after hearing Katahara say that the boxing wish desperate match was opened, he was a full-level boss and ran away to abuse vegetables.

Without him, it's just that the high place is unbearable, and he has been lonely for a long time.

Rest for half an hour after eating,

The two stood facing each other on the grass in front of the hut.

"Come on, let me see your style."

Kuroki looked at the cold sky with the mentality of training juniors.

"Hehe... Uncle, concentrate, my fists are heavy. ”

Leng Kong jumped in small steps, his hands clenched into fists on both sides of his waist and swinged at great speed, assuming a standard Jeet Kune Do fighting position.

"You just go up!"

Kuroki's body sank slightly, and his hands were empty.

"Leng Jun, come on!"

"After the fight, let's go pick mushrooms."

Zhu Mei moved a small stool and sat outside the venue, shouting enthusiastically.

It's winter, so how can you pick mushrooms?

Leng Kong was speechless and complained.

Suck...

Take a deep breath, let go of distractions, and pull your eyelids down to concentrate.

"Be careful, uncle!"

When he opened his eyes again, the battle intent in the cold air body rose endlessly, and the blood and qi surged, turning into a terrifying momentum outside the body, and the momentum was invisible but flattened the grass under his feet.

Boom!

The ground was kicked and exploded, and the cold sky was like a speeding cart running over the black wood.

Well?

This "momentum"?

Isn't this kid bragging?

Could it be that he really defeated the other three major assassination streams?

Kuroki's spirit instantly focused, his right foot moved forward, and the speed changed from ordinary pile type to cat Adachi.

But it's late!

Because the cold space that turned on the "Thunder Lightning" had been crushed in front of him, and his fists were infinitely larger in his pupils.