"Suction"

The first time the eyes opened, the cold sky was to inhale heavily.

There is no doubt that he was killed by the Grandmaster Wang Ma again.

The grandmaster-level martial arts are paired with the "Divine Spirit" that is maintained at the optimal power level, and the cold sky feels that this king horse's experience is stronger than that of Kuroki!

The kind that is so strong that it can completely ignore the huge physical difference between the two sides!

Turning on the pinnacle-level Vajra type in the state of Divine Consciousness allows him to catch his terrifying strange power slightly, and then manipulate the twisting force, and the four large various combinations take turns.

The cold sky was really miserable during this time.

Of course, he also enjoyed it.

Because Wang Ma is also the first experience body he has obtained with such a comprehensive technique, his school is forged by many martial arts masters combined with many martial arts essences.

There's so much to learn.

So during this time, Leng Kong basically stayed in the backyard and never went out, frantically absorbing the four major essences of the two tigers to enrich himself.

Every day, in addition to fighting against Wang Ma's experience body in the pure white space, and feeling the power of the moves with his heart, he also spends a lot of time to familiarize himself with and calibrate the completion of the four major moves.

The so-called tricks and training thousands of times to become a god by himself, just the actual combat can't let him flow the two tigers into his own martial arts nutrients.

Only by constantly practicing and practicing until the formation of muscle instinct can it be regarded as a real integration.

In addition to the two tiger streams, Leng Kong also has to squeeze out time to let Yu Lei Zero beat himself to the brink of death, and continue to cultivate the incorruptible body of King Kong (Thunder God Trial).

And the time for meditation should not be less, otherwise it will not be possible to get rid of the impression of death on the sanity.

At the same time, it is also necessary to turn on the "Ultimate Ghost Body" from time to time to allow the body to quickly adapt to the sudden surge in power, and then increase your control.

Leng Kong found that after getting Wang Ma's experience body, he suddenly ran out of time.

Time passed extremely fast in his frenzied cultivation.

More than a month later, the spirit of the little living Wang Ma was finally discharged from the hospital.

However, this time the photo in his hand was changed to Nioh Komata.

Although the beating did not extinguish his fighting spirit, it also made him change his tactics and decided to try his hand at others first, and then turn the cold air in the ring.

In order to qualify as a fighter, Wang Ma blocked a muscular hunk named Nioh in the depths of a roadside alley.

At the same time, a thin and weak four-eyed old man, with a casual glance, also sneaked in driven by curiosity.

"You're Nioh, the fighter of the Nogi Group, Komata?"

The body has just recovered, and Wang Ma is crazy again, looking at the muscular man whose body is far bigger than himself.

"Come on, let's have a fight!"

"Huh?"

Nioh Komata clasped his hands around and looked at the black-haired young man who was a head shorter than himself and no more than half his size, with contempt in his eyes.

"Just by looking at the difference in physique, you know that I am stronger than you, are you crazy to fight with me?"

"You're better than Uncle Ben? Haha"

Wang Ma laughed wildly, "Don't laugh at the big guy, attack with all your strength!" ”

was beaten violently by the cold air, and he was feeling that he had nowhere to vent, otherwise how could he be so impatient to block Nioh?

"Look for death!"

Komada swung his big fist, and the eyes of the four-eyed old man hiding on the side burst out.

How could it be, how could this young man have beaten such an inhuman monster?

But the real battle situation was far beyond the four-eyed old man's expectations, Wang Ma only avoided Nioh's hammer blow with only a slight side of his body, and at the same time, his fist was imprinted on Nioh's face, and the blood of the blow sprayed wildly.

"Now you know who's the strongest?"

With a successful blow, Wang Ma's self-confidence in being beaten by the cold air returned.

"Bastard!"

Nioh revolted.

"Ahh

Then he was kicked in the face by Wang Ma, and his body was instantly crooked, and then he bullied himself and punched Nioh in the face.

Blood Blossoms!

"Bastard, you're dead!"

Nioh's muscles flare, his right arm leaned back, and the next moment he slammed down on the king's head.

"Useless struggle"

Wang Ma's eyes were disdainful, and his palm landed accurately on Nioh's wrist, and then twisted slightly,

Two Tiger Flow: Drill Flow: Willow!

Nioh's strength was completely reversed.

Click

Two crisp sounds erupted, and Nioh's elbow and shoulder joints were instantly dislocated, and the whole arm was immediately weak.

"It's too weak!"

Wangma's backspin kick was once again imprinted on Nioh's face, and the muscle lay on its stomach in the blood oozing from itself and breathed weakly in the next second.

"Leng Kong, wait for me, I will be in the ring and let you see my true strength!"

Painfully flattened the dragon trap, and the confidence was regained, Wang Ma felt that he could do it again.

Last time, I made a mistake in playing, and then I was attacked by the muscle monster in the cold sky, and I kicked on the body before I had time to unload the force, and the explosion was not strong enough for the opponent, so I lost.

Otherwise, just with technology, that muscle monster will definitely be easily beaten down by himself like this muscle monster!

After all, muscle monsters are synonymous with slow movements and extremely slow reactions.

After conjecturing, Wang Ma swept away his clothes without a trace of blood, returned to the alley and prepared to leave, halfway through his eyes on a four-eyed old man hidden in the corner.

The old man instantly straightened his waist and took a standard upright posture with his violently trembling body.

Seeing that Wang Ma was about to walk out of the alley, the old man, who was facing violence at close range for the first time, did not know the courage to summon from there, and shouted in a trembling voice:

"That and that"

"Please tell me, your name !!"

"Ten ghosts, snakes, kings, horses!"

Wang Ma turned his head, his voice cold.

"Ten ghost snake king kings, horses, it's so strong when you hear the name!"

Just meditating, the old man was stammering.

"What about you?"

"My name is Yamashita Fu!"

The old man yelled in the loudest voice of his life.

"Yamashita Fu, huh?"

"You want to fight me too?"

The head of the ten ghost snake king horses looked back, and the murderous aura burst out.

"Hiss."

For the first time in his life, he was shrouded in horror and murderous aura, and the husband of the mountain trembled, cold sweat broke out, and he looked at Wang Ma in extreme horror, his eyes trembling.

This. This sense of oppression!

He. Is he serious?

Oh. No way

I can't breathe anymore

Good. I can't seem to speak

No way

It must not be like this, if you don't speak again, you may really be killed!!

"No, no!"

Yamashita used all his strength to squeeze out two words in Wang Ma's murderous oppression.

"So?"

"That's a pity!"

The head of the Ten Ghost Snake King Horse turned back and left.

He's going to the Nogi Group to officially change jobs.

"Whew"

And Yamashita seemed to have been drained of his whole strength, and his body was leaning against the wall with extreme prostration.

But the next moment, as if chased by a great terror, he frantically rushed out of the alley, and then turned to the brothel.

Because of fear, Yamashita Husband, a good man who lived to be 56 years old and insulated from eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling, paid for indulgence for the first time in his life.

The next day, Yamashita Fu, whose body was hollowed out, appeared in Nogi's office trembling.

Standing upright, looking at Nogi, who was sitting behind the desk, Kazuo said he was confused.

No way?

I have a branch of livestock, and last night was the first time I went to a brothel, so I didn't have to be called to the president's office of the head office, right?

Luckily, it wasn't what he thought.

Nogi just put him in charge of taking care of the new fighters.

And this fighting skill is none other than the Ten Ghost Snake King Horse, who has successfully transferred to a job!

"Hayi!"

The Yamashita husband bowed the standard 90 bow, took away the confusion and followed Wang Ma out.

"Can you really trust them?"

"The former fighting skill Komata may have been injured by the Ten Ghost Snakes."

After the two left, a beautiful blonde woman with glasses and a perfect body that couldn't even hide her tight uniform handed Nogi a cup of coffee.

"What's the matter?"

"He's better than Komada, so I'll hire him."

"As for his deliberate replacement of Komada's position as a fighter, what is the purpose of entering the boxing wish, does it matter?"

"Whoever has the biggest fist is the strongest!"

"Isn't that what the Fist Wish Club is all about?"

Nogi took a sharp puff of his cigar and the smoke came out, his eyes sparkling.

He's ready to challenge that invincible old man in Katahara!

Are you afraid that your fighting skills are too strong?

(End of chapter)