From Fist Wisdom Blade To Muscle Daming King

Rows of headlights suddenly turned on, illuminating the center of the field as bright as day.

Two figures with huge differences in body shape and height came into view.

"It's him?"

Looking at the familiar figure in the field, Leng Kong raised his eyebrows slightly. During this period of time, he had been abused by his experience body in the pure white space.

"how?"

Tiger: "Do you know the new fighter of Nogi Group?"

"Well, it blocked my way a month ago."

Leng Kong nodded, "I recovered pretty quickly. It wasn't long before I jumped into the ring again."

"So, he has been defeated by you?"

The tiger said Ning's question in an affirmative tone.

"Not a defeat!"

Thinking of the inhuman strength of Ouma's experience body, Leng Kong's eyes were uncertain.

"It can only be said that after destroying his brain, he wanted to destroy his body."

"Just watch. If you can't beat him later, he'll go on a rampage."

"Rampage?"

The tiger groaned softly, knowing that the "rage" that Leng Kong specifically named must be different from the violent state during the battle, so he was ready to take a closer look.

"Hey, Hibiki, isn't that your idol?"

Gina looked into the field and expressed surprise.

"What idol?"

Sasakura Hibiki put his face in his hands, leaning on the railing like a bird, with his eyes focused on Cosmos, not paying attention to the ring at all.

"Guan Lin!"

Gina: "Didn't you become so strong after learning his diet?"

"What, people are born with it."

As soon as he finished speaking, he happened to see Xiao Yuxian looking at him with astonishment, and immediately changed his words shyly,

"No, no, I don't have much to eat."

"Uh, it's over. Hibiki has fallen. There's no way to save it."

Gina and Sayaka looked at each other and rolled their eyes at the same time.

At this moment, Leng Kong's attention also stayed on the big man opposite Ouma.

Guan Linchun: A top wrestler who is not afraid of death.

Title: Hell Angel.

Martial Arts: Wrestling Skills.

Physical traits: Blood cow!

Since the age of 15, I have been climbing ropes 40 times a day, doing 1,000 push-ups x 6 groups, squatting and standing up 20,000 times, doing arch bridge exercises for 2 hours, and spending the rest of the time practicing sparring.

When the body couldn't keep up with the nutrients, rice, vegetables, and meat were beaten into a slurry and force-fed.

Day after day of hell training + superhuman willpower allowed Guan Lin to develop monster-like strength and endurance.

Martial arts belief: A real man never defends himself!

Out of his love and belief in wrestling, Guan Lin never defends himself in battle. Instead, he uses his body to withstand all the moves and attacks of his opponent.

No matter how strong his opponent is, no matter how many times he is knocked down, he can endure it tenaciously, because performing and pleasing the audience are also very important parts of wrestling.

Another monster whose will transcends the body.

Leng Kong discovered that super willpower seemed to be almost becoming a standard feature for top fighters.

Not to mention those tricksters who can be knocked down with one punch, among the combatants I have encountered, Inaba Ryo, Yurai Rei, the Wu clan, including Ouma, are all monsters whose will transcends the body.

However, after the rise of the Boxing Club, commercial competition turned into purely violent battles, leading to the rise of Japanese martial arts.

Countless strong men compete in the ring to be "the strongest", but there is no extraordinary power in this world, so warriors can only constantly surpass their own limits and transcend the shackles of the body in order to be the strongest!

"Fighters prepare."

On the field, the referee's arms were raised high.

"start!"

Bang!

As soon as the referee's voice fell, Wang Ma's fist hit Guan Lin's jaw, causing his huge figure to fall backwards.

"There are flaws all over the body!"

After a successful blow, Wang Ma's confidence soared. He stepped forward and pressed directly against Guan Lin, his arms danced irregularly, and his fists fell on Guan Lin like raindrops.

Erhu style: Cao style: Water and sky type: Water swallow!

"Why does Guan Lin look so weak?"

"Have you been being attacked by your opponents?"

Seeing that Xiao Cosmos was focused on the field and completely ignoring his fiery electric eyes, Sasakura Hibiki deliberately raised the topic.

"weak?"

"Guan Lin is not weak!"

"The way he fights is to eat up all the attacks from his opponent."

Sure enough, Xiaocosmos struck up a conversation.

And as soon as he finished speaking, Wang Ma's arm was grabbed by Guan Lin, and he was thrown away when he swung it.

Bang!

The concrete floor was smashed and the ground exploded with Guan Lin's big heel, but Ouma had already rolled past it with his donkey.

"Not bad power!"

Leng Kong praised Guan Lin when he saw that Guan Lin made a big hole in the floor with just a casual kick.

It's a bit stupid to fight in a stupid way, but this is people's belief.

Without this belief, Guan Lin would not have been able to temper his body to an inhuman level.

He wants this fruit!

The fight continued. Wang Ma, who had just been knocked over, was kicked away by Guan Lin, and his body hit the hood of the car on the sidelines.

"Boy, is this all you have power?"

The attack hit, Guan Lin did not go up to pursue, but stood there waiting for Ouma to get up.

"Use your best!"

"Vent to my body as much as you want!"

"Whether it's fists, weapons or even bombs, as a professional wrestler you have an obligation to accept this pain."

"So, start your show!"

Guan Lin spread his big hands, indicating that he would use his body to receive any attack from Ouma.

"Performance?"

"Asshole, I'm dueling you!"

Feeling that he had been underestimated, Wang Ma's eyes flashed coldly, his steps slipped and he rushed in front of Guan Lin again, and his fist quickly hit Guan Lin's face.

In fact, he doesn't have to worry, because Guan Lin can't dodge.

boom!

boom!

boom!

The sound of punches to the face kept ringing out. Guan Lin really didn't defend himself at all. He clenched his teeth and took all Ouma's attacks with his face.

"Ah. It's obviously a self-inflicted attack."

"But why does my blood heat up!"

Gina looked at the one-sided bloody beating in the field, her body trembling with excitement. She was obviously just watching, but her adrenaline hormones surged uncontrollably.

"Because this is the charm of Guan Lin!"

Little Universe also spoke excitedly.

Bang bang!

Bang bang!

On the forehead, cheeks, between the eyebrows, at the corners of the eyes, on the nose, on the mouth, on the chin, flowers of blood exploded on Guan Lin's face, and Wang Ma fought harder and harder.

He raised his thighs and tried to slap Guan Lin's mouth, but Guan Lin just leaned over and pressed his back with one hand, pressed his buttocks with the other, and held him in his arms.

"What?"

His body was hugged tightly, his chin knocked on Guan Lin's strong shoulder, and Ouma realized what he was doing and his eyes widened.

"Haha. It's my turn to perform next."

With that said, Guan Lin raised Ouma above his head with both hands.

The moment the two people's eyes met during this period, Guan Lin showed a strange expression, "Remember boy, our wrestlers' acting skills are also very good."

What's the meaning?

Ouma frowned. Does this big guy want to say that using his face to catch his fist in front of him was just a show?

But Guan Lin didn't give him time to continue thinking. He turned his big hand and smashed it down like a meat pie.

The inside-throwing back crushing technique!

Bang kaka...!

The sound of violent collision of flesh was heard, and a network-shaped crack with a diameter of 3 meters was instantly exploded on the cement floor.

"vomit"

The hard concrete ground could not unload the force, and the huge counter-shock force instantly made Ouma's eyes turn white. His big mouth instinctively vomited blood, and his consciousness fell directly into shock.

"Ten Ghost Snake, are you okay?"

"Can I still continue to fight?"

The referee immediately rushed forward to check, but it turned out that Ouma just fell into a severe trance and fell back into a coma before the end of the game.

"Hey, everyone, get excited."

Guan Lin grabbed Wang Ma's hair with one hand, leaned his limp body on his calf, then opened his hands and shouted to the surrounding audience.

It is also one of the jobs of their wrestlers to heat up the place.

"Hoo ho. Guan Lin Guan Lin!"

"Guan Lin. Guan Lin!"

The audience's emotions were instantly stirred up, and bursts of wild cheers erupted from the field.

"hehe."

Seeing that he had heated up the situation, Guan Lin smiled with satisfaction. He leaned down, put his hands under Wang Ma's armpits and locked them in front of his chest. Then he exerted force on his waist and abdomen, and Wang Ma was pulled up like a carrot.

boom!

The body leaned back, and the back of Ouma's head hit the ground, and a deep hole was made in the cement surface again.

Wrestling skills: Hug the waist and throw down!

"Haha. Do it again!"

Guan Lin did not let go of Wang Ma, but pulled it up again.

The same movement, the same strength, the same big hole, Ouma slept peacefully.

"Guan Lin. Guan Lin"

The audience outside the venue obviously liked Guan Lin's performance very much, cheering enthusiastically.

"Okay, do it again!"

The louder the audience's voice, the more excited Guan Lin's expression became, because this meant that his performance was recognized by the audience.

He grabbed Ouma's hair with his left hand and lifted it up. He swung it twice with his right hand and then struck out violently.

boom!

The fist hit Ouma's face, and his body soared 720 degrees before falling limply to the ground.

"Hiss. Good. So cruel."

"But why is it so enjoyable to watch?"

Gina looked terrified and her eyes glowed.

"Hiss."

Ryo Himuro looked at the huge pit on the field where Ouma had hit his neck with the back of his head, and felt a chill on the back of his neck.

Are they all monsters?

Are you sure your cervical spine won't be broken if you hit it like this?

fear!

"Kill him!"

"Guan Lin, kill him!"

Only when Guan Lin became serious about it, Wang Ma was beaten until he was unable to resist, and the unsatisfied audience began to cheer crazily.

"Haha. Okay, the battle should be over, let me end it with a drama!"

Guan Lin put Wang Ma face up on his shoulder with one hand, then locked his neck with one hand, and pressed his thigh with the other hand. He continued to exert force with both hands. Wang Ma's body was shaken and rattled in an instant, as if his spine was shaking in the next second. Will be completely broken!

"Ta-ta."

Suddenly, the sound of violent heartbeats exploded on the field, and Wang Ma's body, which was held down by Guan Lin, instantly became blood red, and then he violently slapped Guan Lin on his shoulders.

The next moment, Ouma's eyes opened, and his hands that were hanging down weakly were raised violently.

Kaka

Accompanied by two crisp sounds of bone cracking, Wang Ma jumped off Guan Lin, whose body was locked.

"Um?"

Guan Lin raised his hands with twisted little and ring fingers, "What did you do?"

"what did I do?"

The red-skinned Ouma opened his mouth, his expression as arrogant as ever, "I just paid for something in advance."

"Haha. I knew that was the case."

Leng Kong shook his head, Ouma's body was really far behind his experience body.

If you can't beat them, just rely on your gods, and don't even care about the enemy's style?

Without a level 10 mental retardation, it would be impossible to perform such an operation.

This is the case when facing myself, and it is still the same when facing Guan Lin.

Is it useful to use Ping Shen even though we know that our opponent is a perverted fighter with a physical constitution?

With his physique, no matter how powerful he was, he could never be stronger than himself and Guan Lin.

Sure enough, Leng Kong's prediction was correct.

After turning on Pingshen, Ouma's strength and speed were greatly improved, but he still failed to put any pressure on Guan Lin.

And this was when Guan Lin didn't defend himself at all and directly caught his fist with his face.

Mere Pingshen is completely useless in front of Guan Lin's monster physique tempered by superhuman will!

Facing Wang Ma, who looked like a wild beast in Pingshen state, Guan Lin started a new round of performance with a feverish expression.

With his head raised high and his muscles tensed, he once again put his face forward to receive Ouma's attack.

That’s not all!

While enduring Wang Ma's crazy hammer blows, Guan Lin was still using his body to withstand the attack, pressing Wang Ma back step by step.

The attacker and the attacked seem to be the other way around.

"This momentum, this bloody nature!"

"hehe."

Just watching, Leng Kong felt that his blood was ignited by Guan Lin.

Ten Ghost Snake King Horse?

He who abandons technology is not worth mentioning!

Faced with Wang Ma who had turned on Pingshen, Guan Lin also directly told him through actions what it means to be a real man! Use your muscles and will to tell him what true crushing means!

"You can't become a true professional wrestler if you can't stand all the attacks!"

Guan Lin forced Wang Ma's whip to hit his face hard, stretched out his hands and grabbed Wang Ma's head, and then knocked him on the forehead.

Buzz!

A huge collision sounded, and the rampaging Ouma was directly hit by the blow and fell back more than ten meters.

In Leng Kong's opinion, Ouma was defeated with just this one blow.

If Guan Lin didn't have to catch him, but instead used a slap, with his extraordinary strength that could destroy the concrete floor with just one kick, Wang Ma would be knocked unconscious even if his head didn't explode.

But it seems that the battle did not go as Leng Kong expected.

During the continuous hard fight, the two passed each other, but it was Guan Lin who fell.

"Yeah! I knew I knew Mr. Ouma would win! Haha."

Guan Lin fell to the ground, and Mr. Yamashita, who was standing outside the court, immediately jumped up with joy.

"He actually won?"

Seeing the unexpected result, Leng Kong frowned slightly.

At the last moment, Ouma actually picked up the technology again?

You don't keep your word, didn't you say you don't need Erhuliu?

However, this is Guan Lin's too careless and completely non-defensive fighting style, which makes it easy for his opponent to attack his vital points.

Wang Ma's victory was too tricky. In terms of pure strength, he is still far behind Guan Lin.

After Guan Lin fell to the ground, there was a deep fingerprint dent in his throat. This was obviously because his trachea was attacked and his brain was deprived of oxygen. Out of self-protection instinct, he automatically fainted.

The price Wang Ma paid was that the middle finger, ring finger, and little finger of his right hand were all broken off.

This still activates Pingshen, otherwise he wouldn't even be able to break through Guan Lin's defense!

However, Ouma won, which means Nogi got another vote. Does this mean that the fatal match is about to begin?

"Ha ha."

Leng Kong's brows spread, and he burst into wild laughter. The hot fighting spirit boiling in his body instantly made the hairs of the tiger next to him stand on end, and his muscles tensed instinctively.

"What a terrifying fighting spirit!"

The fierce tiger glanced at Leng Kong, and his fear became even stronger.

As the top fighter in Quan Yuan, he has reached the point where he can sense the invisible momentum that ordinary people can't see, so he can better understand how terrifying Leng Kong's fighting spirit is.

Its fighting spirit is like a volcano erupting, climbing crazily into the sky, as if it is going to break through the dark curtain and reach into the sky.

Hiss, are all the newcomers this perverted?

"It's you!"

Leng Kong's loud laughter also attracted the attention of the king of the field. He didn't even care that the referee was announcing that he had won. He rushed out of the field with his feet slipping, but in the end he forced himself to stop two meters away from Leng Kong and did not dare to take action. .

"Haha. Did you learn well this time?"

Leng Kong pursed his lips and smiled, "Although you are not strong enough, you helped me lift the curtain of the carnival. I still want to thank you."

"What's the meaning?"

Ouma ignored his bleeding fingers and stared at Leng Kong, wishing he could pounce on him and have a life-or-death battle with him.

But the fight against Guan Lin just now was a little tiring and the physical exertion was a bit too much, so he held back at the last moment.

Although he didn't want to admit it, Leng Kong was indeed the strongest enemy he had ever encountered. In his current state, it was impossible to defeat him.

"Next thing you know."

Leng Kong looked past Ouma and towards the center of the field.

"Um?"

Ouma followed his gaze back, and then his pupils suddenly shrank into a small point.

Guan Lin stood up again!

At the cost of using three fingers, Guan Lin accurately hit the fatal location of his Adam's apple and stood up again!

And it seemed that apart from some broken skin and some bruises on his face, he seemed to be completely unharmed.

Damn it, is this man a monster?

"Not bad, kid!"

"Although I'm just putting on a show, if you can defeat me, you're pretty good at it."

Guan Lin easily straightened his twisted fingers, opened and closed his palms twice,

alright!

Himuro Ryo felt envious when he saw this physique. If he had such a physique, why would he not be able to teach Leng Kong?

"Guan Lin is right, Nogi, you have discovered a good fighter!"

Suddenly an old voice sounded outside the court, and Katahara Mitō, who had white hair and white beard, walked slowly into the court, leaning on a cane and guarded by San Yutori.

"Is Katahara the president?"

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Katahara Mitou's mere appearance caused the scene to become silent for an instant.

"Chairman Katahara!"

The challenge initiator Nogi stepped forward from behind the crowd with his secret technique Akiyama Kaede.

"You are very good, really very good!"

"Because I have been waiting for this day for a long time! Haha."

Katahara Mitou's eyes met with Nogi's, his eyes full of approval, because Nogi and his old man's blood finally warmed up.

Then his eyes shifted to the bald man behind him, that is, Boss Guan Lin.

"Luye, have you decided?"

"Um!"

The bald head nodded, "President Nogi wins, then I will keep my promise. Gangdai Company agrees to the 'battle for the throne of Boxing Club president' proposed by Nogi Group!"

"Sure enough, it's here!"

Leng Kong clenched his fist suddenly, he couldn't wait to harvest it! Ha ha.

"Very good. With your vote, Nogi Group has met 50 affirmative votes, meeting the conditions to start the battle for the president of Quan Yuan."

"Nogi, you are now qualified to compete with me! Haha."

Katahara Mitou's eyes were fully opened, and an extremely powerful terrifying aura suddenly exploded from his thin and old body.

This momentum was so overwhelming that Nogi and Akiyama Kaede, who were standing in front of him, broke into cold sweat.

If you look carefully, you can see the beautiful secretary's two long legs, which are now covered with sweat and wet.

"A man in his 90s can still feel such a terrifying sense of oppression. What an old monster!"

Sweat dripped down his chin, and Nogi complained secretly.

Then he said decisively: "Yes, I have already made up my mind, President Katahara, I will pull you down!"

"Haha. Well said, I'm getting excited!"

Katahara Mitou's eyes suddenly brightened, and he could finally feel the long-lost passion!

His white beard and white hair were dancing wildly in the windless way, and the invisible momentum coming out of his body was getting stronger and stronger.

The big mouth opened and he roared loudly and extremely excitedly.

"Today, as the president of the Boxing Association, I announce"

"The boxing match begins!"

"Let's fight beyond death! Haha"

Katahara Mitou's veteran hand clenched violently, and the terrifying momentum danced wildly like a volcano erupting.

"I, Katahara Mitou, welcome anyone to challenge me!"

"Send out your strongest fighter, whether he is a martial artist, a gangster, a crazy killer or a criminal!"

"Come on, defeat Mietang Fang!"

"Beat me!"

"Ha ha."

"Haha. This old man is so passionate. It makes my heart itch even more!"

Leng Kong's grimace appeared.

I will try my best to simplify the battles that are not pig's feet, and will be more streamlined later. The inconspicuous battles will be passed directly to avoid being too watery.