From fist wishes to blade teeth, JOJO

It is because Himuro Ryo is also a wild way based on a Jeet Kune Do theory, without formal training, at most it can be regarded as street experience.

As for the orthodox school, its martial arts have been tempered and improved continuously for hundreds of thousands of years, and then formed the essence of martial arts, which Ye Luzi can't match.

After all, the "genre" has assembled the wisdom crystallization of countless generations of senior warriors.

His eyes flicked to Jiemen, and Ouma's experience body reappeared.

If you think about it yourself and practice it, it will be faster than actual combat?

Although it will be very painful to be beaten, you can use your body and muscles to feel the force flow when you make a move.

Isn't this better than burying your head in pain?

This time, Leng Kong didn't say much. After the experience body appeared, he squatted down slightly, put his palms together, and pushed the tip of his right elbow forward.

Octopus hugging is complete!

Bang!

The next moment, the soles of the feet landed, and the thunder flashed, and the body swooped towards the experience body at a high speed.

"hiss"

The experience body squeezed out a breath from the throat, and the body was extremely blood red. Facing the infinitely approaching thunderstorm, the eyes of the elbow did not fluctuate at all. The body sank instantly when the tip of the elbow was about to hit the face. Elbow.

"drink!"

The body was forced back half by Leng Kong's huge force, his face remained calm, his horse stepped firmly on the ground, and his waist instantly reversed Leng Kong's force.

In the next moment, he swung Leng Kong over his head and hit his back hard on the ground.

Erhu style: Fucking style: Tiandiliu!

It wasn't over yet, Leng Kong's body was still under the shock and hadn't had time to turn over. The experienced body's right foot had already lifted above his head, drawing an arc and slamming down.

Erhu style: Fucking style: Huotian type: Shiranui!

Bang!

Leng Kong's head was smashed into the ground in an instant.

The right foot stopped, and the left foot rose again, slamming on Leng Kong's raised waist.

Erhuliu: King Kong Fire Sky Type: Instant Iron Break!

Bang!

Leng Kong spun around and flew over ten meters.

The combat power of the master-level experience body is indeed terrifying, the whole set of movements is not redundant, and the combo is even more silky smooth.

It took a long time to say it, but it took less than two seconds from launching the lightning flash in the cold air to being knocked into the air.

"This is the power of the combination of moves after fusion?"

Leng Kong turned over and stood up, and his pupils instantly shrank into a small dot.

Because a fist with a killing aura is expanding infinitely in his field of vision!

fast!

quickly!

And the timing is perfect!

There was no time to resist the super-limit reaction nerves, and there was already a sharp pain from the tip of the nose.

Blood was flying, and the body was smashed away again.

"If you fall to the ground, you still want to pursue?"

"Do you have Wude?"

"At the master level, the experience body still can't change its killing nature?"

Leng Kong complained while trying to stabilize his figure, this time he will not give the experience body another chance.

But in the blink of an eye, the figure of the experience body disappeared from the field of vision, and in the next moment, his protruding middle knuckle made a deep depression in the left temple, and the brain matter mixed with blood leaked out desperately.

"Is it Youbu with Agni?"

This thought flashed in his mind, and Leng Kong's consciousness was forcibly pulled back to his physical body.

"Hoohoo."

Taking a big breath from his mouth, death flashed again in an instant.

Ouma used the quiet step to get out of his sight the moment he blinked, and then used the fire step to approach him very quickly, and then delivered a fatal blow at the blind spot of his sight.

Hehe, actual combat is indeed the best teacher!

The next time will not be boring.

Leng Kong is not afraid of strong experience body, but he is afraid that the experience body is not enough to fight, or the skills are too monotonous.

Yulei Zero: Just click on my name.

Chapter 101 Emperor Yamashita's First Time!

"Suck"

The first time he opened his eyes, Leng Kong took a big breath.

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

The master-level martial arts is matched with "relying on God" at the optimal level of power. Leng Kong feels that this Wangma experience body is stronger than Kuroki!

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

Turning on the peak-level King Kong type in the state of God, allows him to slightly catch his own terrifying power, and then control the twisting force, and the four large and various combinations take turns.

Leng Kong was really miserable during this period of time.

Of course he also enjoyed it.

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

There is so much to learn.

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

In addition to fighting against the Wangma experience body in the pure white space every day, feeling the power of the moves with heart, and spending a lot of time after coming out to get familiar with and calibrate the completion of the four major moves.

The so-called self-improvement by recruiting thousands of times to become a god, just actual combat can't let him turn the two tigers into his own martial arts nutrients.

Only by practicing continuously until the formation of muscular instincts can it be considered a true fusion.

In addition to Erhuliu, Leng Kong has to find time to let Yu Leiling beat himself to the brink of death, and continue to practice the indestructible body of King Kong (Thor's trial).

And the meditation time should not be short, otherwise the impression of death on the mind will not be eliminated.

At the same time, it is necessary to turn on the "ultimate ghost body" from time to time to allow the body to quickly adapt to the sudden surge in strength, and then enhance its control.

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

Time passed quickly during his crazy cultivation.

After more than a month, Ouma, a small spiritual worker, was finally discharged from the hospital.

But this time the photo in his hand was replaced by Nioh Komata.

Although the severe beating didn't dampen his fighting spirit, it also made him change his tactics. He decided to try others first, and then turn over in the ring.

In order to qualify as a fighter, Ouma blocked a muscular man named Nio in the depths of the roadside alley.

At the same time, a thin and frail old man with four eyes sneaked in, driven by curiosity, with a casual glance.

"You are Nioh, the fighter of the Nogi Group, Komata?"

Just after his body recovered, Ouma went crazy again, staring sharply at the muscular man who was much bigger than himself,

"Come on, let's fight!"

"Ok?"

Nioh Komata clasped his hands together, looking at the black-haired young man who was a head shorter than himself and not half his size, with contempt in his eyes.

"Just looking at the difference in physique, you can tell that I am stronger than you. If you want to fight with me, are you crazy?"

"You are better than me? Haha"

Ouma laughed wildly, "Stop joking about the big guy, attack with all your strength!"

After being severely beaten by Leng Kong, he felt that he had nowhere to vent his anger, otherwise why would he come to block King Ren so impatiently?

"court death!"

Komata swung his big fist, and the eyes of the four-eyed old man who was hiding aside popped out.

How is it possible, how could this young man beat such an inhuman monster?

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

"Now you know who is the strong one?"

With one hit, Ouma's self-confidence of being beaten by Leng Kong returned.

"asshole!"

King Ren violently rises.

"what!"

Then he was kicked on the face by Ouma, his body was instantly twisted, and then he bullied himself and punched Nio in the face.

Blood blossoms!

"Bastard, you are dead!"

Nioh's muscles exploded, his right arm leaned back to accumulate strength, and the next moment he aimed at Ouma's head and slammed it down.

"Useless struggle"

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

Two tigers flow: Cao flow: Liu!

Nioh's strength was completely countered by it.

Click

Two crisp sounds erupted, and Nio's elbow and shoulder joints were instantly dislocated, and his whole arm was immediately unable to lift up.

"too weak!"

Wang Ma's backspin kick was imprinted on Nio's face again, and this muscle was lying in the blood seeping out of him in the next second, unable to breathe.

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

Painful and self-confident, Ouma felt that he was doing well again.

The last time he made a mistake, and then he was attacked by the muscular monster Leng Kong. He kicked his body and didn't have time to release his strength.

Otherwise, just using technique, that muscular monster will definitely be beaten to the ground as easily as this muscle monster!

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

After thinking about it, Ouma swept his clothes that were not stained with blood, and returned to the alley to leave. Halfway, he met a four-eyed old man hiding in a corner.

The old man stopped straight in an instant, and posed a standard upright posture with his violently trembling body.

Seeing that Ouma was about to walk out of the alley, the old man, who was facing violence at close range for the first time, didn't know where he mustered up the courage, and shouted tremblingly:

"that that"

"Please tell me your name!!!"

"Ten Ghost Snake King Horse!"

Ouma turned his head, his voice was cold.

"Ten Ten Ghost Snake King King Horse, just listen to the name!"

Just meditating, the old man also stuttered.