From Fist Wisdom Blade To Muscle Daming King

Kuroki Gensai: The contemporary leader of the kaiju style, a martial arts idiot with the ultimate in martial arts.

Title: Magic Spear, Ultimate Martial Arts!

The ultimate martial artist: A practitioner who has achieved self-transcendence, both physically and mentally, and embarks on the pursuit of the ultimate martial arts!

Occupation: Martial Arts Master.

Martial arts: Kaishou style, karate, Erhu style, Ryukyu traditional martial arts, pre-reading.

Wei Wan Ryu: Originated from the Chinese martial arts "Shen Crane Fist", it was later integrated with Okinawa Karate and evolved into "Tianchi Ryu", and then added Ryukyuan martial arts and conducted in-depth research on the meridians, meridian points and Qigong to form a new school.

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

Mystery: Magic Spear!

In the horrifying ordeal of self-mutilation, such as poking straw rolls, sandbags, iron sand palms, etc., he transcended pain and turned his limbs into indestructible magic spears.

Combined with the powerful penetrating attacks of the Monster Wrist Style and the Erhu Style, the power can penetrate steel plates!

Mystery: First come first!

Before the opponent takes action, detect the opponent's intention and launch the counterattack first.

Secret: Insight!

See through your opponent's martial arts style and accurately determine their weaknesses.

After reading the attributes panel of Kuroki Xuanzhai, Leng Kong was shocked by his title of "Extreme Martial Arts Master" and his many mysteries of martial arts.

I have definitely met a big boss!

Zhumei thank you!

I have the experience, haha

"So, you have defeated the Wu clan kid, Lei Xinliu, and the current successor of Inaba flow."

"Then your little girlfriend wanted to travel, so she randomly poked a point on the map with a pen, and you guys showed up at my door?"

"The Assassination Style who was not defeated by you in the end, the Strange Wrist Style is at the door of the master's house?"

Kuroki Genzai was wearing an apron, cooking vegetables, and asked in a questioning tone: "Little devil, do you want to recall what you are talking about?"

"This story is made up, even ghosts will not believe it!"

Leng Kong, who was sitting on the kang, spread his hands and said, "You have to ask Zhu Mei about this."

"Uncle, I really just wanted to be casual. I wanted to make my sister angry."

Zhu Mei looked innocent.

"hehe."

Heimu Mu didn't even reply, only responded with "hehe".

Time moves forward,

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

Kuroki admitted that he was tense at the time, and the magic gun was ready to go.

But when I saw that it was full of packaged ingredients and not hot weapons as I thought, I was stunned again.

What kind of trick is this?

Zhu Mei then invited Kuroki to have a meal together, and the martial arts master picked up the spatula.

Since he is not seeking revenge, how can he be free and easy without his sister-in-law?

Then he made a table full of food using the ingredients Leng Kong brought.

Living in seclusion in the mountains without any skills can really not replenish the energy needed by the body.

"Okay. These should be enough."

"I have benefited from you and had a rich meal. I originally wanted to go out to collect supplements tomorrow, but now I can push it back a day."

Take off your coat in the cold air and get ready to take some nourishing food.

"Huh!"

"It tastes pretty good?"

Zhu Mei took a bite and immediately said in surprise: "Uncle, have you ever learned to cook?"

"It's not bad. All things in the world have the same goal. I have practiced martial arts to the extreme. My vision, heat, and control are better than ordinary people, so the food I cook will taste better."

"In addition, you are tired from hiking and are hungry, so it feels good to eat."

Although Kuroki was talking to Zhu Mei, the corner of his eye lingered on the perfect figure exposed by Leng Kong.

A body with golden proportions, muscles and lines without a trace of blemishes. Is this the result of taking protein powder in the gym?

Can the muscles developed through plastic training defeat the three major assassination schools of the Wu clan, Lei Xinliu, and Inaba flow?

Blow, right?

After just one glance, Heimu dared to use his master experience to conclude that Leng Kong was by no means a martial artist, that is, he was just a young man who loved to brag.

Because the muscles and body are somewhat different from those of a warrior.

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

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

Instead, he urged Zhu Mei to eat carefully because he couldn't wait to see what kind of strength it would take to be called the "Extreme Martial Arts Master"!

"us?"

"Business?"

"What's the matter?"

"not?"

Hearing Leng Kong's words, Zhu Mei's cheeks instantly blushed, and her ten fingers were tangled together like twists.

He stammered and gasped, "Hey, what? Uncle Kuroki is still here. Mr. Leng, you are so bad."

"What's wrong with me?"

Leng Kong, who was eating, raised his head and looked confused.

When she saw Zhu Mei's blushing cheeks, she stuffed a big chicken leg into it.

"What are you thinking about, Xiao Nizi?"

"The real thing I'm talking about is to help uncle."

"Hand in hand?"

"It turns out, no, it's not which one."

Realizing that she had misunderstood, Zhu Mei's eyes trembled, and she didn't want the chicken legs anymore. Her little head instantly buried her head, and her feet scraped on the ground, wanting to crawl in through the cracks in the ground.

Ah, it's so, so embarrassing!

"Kid, let me tell you, do you really want to practice with me?"

This kind of childish play was not worth mentioning to Kuroki, and he looked at Leng Kong without any fluctuation in his eyes.

"Well, it seems that uncle is also a warrior. It would be a pity to miss him."

The cold air swept over a plate of steak.

"Haha. Am I also a warrior?"

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

If he, the ultimate martial artist, is just a moderate warrior, then are there any real warriors in the world?

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

"Well, that's right, I just got some basic training in the gym."

"It's no use just looking good. Muscles built by eating protein powder in the gym are not suitable for fighting."

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

Leng Kong kept his hands on his hands, a slight smile appeared on his face, and fighting spirit surged in his eyes.

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

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

The "steel body" created by Jie Xiongming is a perfect body that can carry many supernatural powers. How can it be equal to an ordinary bodybuilding body?

"Haha. Young people just don't hit the wall and never look back."

"Okay, I've got your ingredients. I'll practice with you for a while."

After living in seclusion for a long time, Kuroki also wanted to stretch his muscles.

In the original work, after hearing Katahara Mitou say that the Fist Wan Jue Ming Tournament was about to start, he, a max-level boss, also ran away to abuse the food.

Without him, it's just that it's cold at high places and I've been lonely for a long time.

Rest for half an hour after meals,

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

"Come on, let me see what you're doing."

Kuroki looked at Leng Kong with the mentality of training his juniors.

"Haha. Uncle, concentrate, my fists are very heavy."

Leng Kong jumped in small steps, making fists with both hands and swinging them rapidly on both sides of his waist, assuming a standard Jeet Kune Do fighting posture.

"You can come on!"

Kuroki's body sank slightly, his hands stretched out.

"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, where are the mushrooms for you to pick?

Leng Kong complained speechlessly.

suck.

Take a deep breath, throw away distracting thoughts, and lower your eyelids to concentrate.

"Be careful, uncle!"

When he opened his eyes again, the fighting spirit in Leng Kong's body rose endlessly, and his blood surged up, turning into a terrifying force outside his body. The force was invisible but flattened the grass under his feet.

Bang!

The ground was kicked up, and the cold air was like a fast-moving cart running towards the black wood.

Um?

This "momentum"?

Isn't this guy bragging?

Did he really defeat the other three assassins?

Kuroki concentrated instantly, moved his right foot forward, and changed his speed from the ordinary pile stance to Neko Adachi.

But it's too late!

Because Leng Kong, who had activated "Thunder Flash", was already crushing in front of him, and his fists grew infinitely larger in his pupils.

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Last week, the editor said that I could have picked up the omissions and recommended them, but I was just one place short.

Give me some this week and try to promote it on the shelves, right?

Beg on your knees!