The Dominance of Martial Arts: Starting from the Tiger Roaring Golden Bell

Chapter 188: Cutting the marrow and thunder hitting the fierce cloud

Everyone was watching the life and death arena surrounded by rain.

Qin Zhiming, holding the broken blade, had just used his internal energy to cover the incomplete blade.

Ding, ding, ding! The blade and the handle shattered into pieces and fell to the ground from his hand.

Qin Zhiming took a glance and smiled awkwardly:
"Sorry, I didn't control the strength well.

Forget it, let's both use fists and feet, it will be fairer."

He patted the crumbs in his hand and stretched out his left hand, palm facing up, with five fingers bent in a wave.

Hong Jinlu stood on one leg with an expressionless face, motionless.

Qin Zhiming grinned: "If you don't come, I will."

Under the astonished gazes of the crowd, his body shook and twisted like a reflection in the water affected by ripples, and then disappeared.

When he appeared again, Qin Zhiming was already in front of Hong Jinlu.

His right elbow stretched back like a bowstring.

The legs, knees, waist, shoulders, arms, and wrists work together to form a fist.

The punches got faster!

Hong Jinlu raised his left fist to the sky and raised his arm to cover his left cheek.

boom! ! !
Blood splattered and flesh was torn.

The pain coming from the outside of his left arm made Hong Jinlu frown slightly.

Whoosh!
His right fist was blocked, so Qin Zhiming swung out with his left fist.

Hong Jinlu leaned his upper body back and slapped out with his right palm, trying to change the trajectory of his attack as before.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the right palm touched the left fist,

Whoosh! His palm was immediately covered in blood.

The trajectory of his left palm was changed, and Qin Zhiming suddenly kicked out with his right leg.

A shrill scream sounded, and Hong Jinlu's whole body was covered with blue light.

Seeing this, Qin Zhiming quickly retracted his feet and took a few steps back.

hum!
A crackling lightning net exploded from Hong Jinlu's body, forming a semicircle that covered him.

"There's something strange about your internal energy."

Hong Jinlu took back the lightning net and stared at Qin Zhiming not far away.

Qin Zhiming said nothing and waved again.

Hong Jinlu took a deep breath, and his enlarged belly shrank and flattened. At the same time, bones, flesh, and skin quickly grew on his right foot, and the injuries all over his body healed.

All the gray hair turned black, the wrinkles on his face disappeared, and he looked at least five or six years younger.

Swish! The torn clothes were torn by the enlarged muscles, revealing the well-defined body.

At this time, Hong Jinlu, who was only wearing shorts and looked drastically changed, breathed a sigh of relief.

Now he no longer looks like a wealthy man enjoying his retirement, but more like a young and strong warrior.

“Day after day, year after year, I spend a huge price to accumulate blood and energy with the Ten Thousand Blood Wine.

Just to become an immortal disciple, he used the energy and blood accumulated over the years to become a semi-immortal.

I didn't expect you could push me to this point."

Qin Zhiming, who heard the sound of internal energy, couldn't help but curse in his heart:
I have a second form, how about you too?
Then, the two rushed towards each other in their own ways.

Hong Jinlu kicked the ground, and his figure turned into a shadow and gradually disappeared.

Qin Zhiming, like before, his body shook and twisted, and disappeared without a trace.

The next breath, bang bang bang!!

Above the open space, countless disc-shaped shock waves visible to the naked eye exploded.

From time to time, a huge hole or a deep dent appeared on the ground, but the two people fighting could not be seen.

After fighting for dozens of moves, Hong Jinlu became more and more frightened.

In a short period of time, Qin Zhiming's strength increased to the same level as that of the marrow training realm, and for some reason his speed was actually slightly faster than his own.

What surprised him the most was Qin Zhiming's internal energy, which was no longer the shock and high temperature before, but as sharp as a sword. Not only that, the internal energy on his body was completely different from that of other warriors.

If other warriors' protective internal energy is iron armor, Qin Zhiming's protective internal energy is a huge meat grinder.

Every time he attacks, as long as he touches the internal energy, his fists and feet will be subjected to hundreds or thousands of sharp blows.

Moreover, these slashing attacks are specifically designed to destroy internal energy.

His own protective energy collided with it and was instantly shattered.

Only by breaking through these attacks can you touch Qin Zhiming's body surface.

The moment fists and feet hit his body, Qin Zhiming's surging internal energy will flow into his own body.

A large amount of internal energy must be expended to force out of the body the internal energy that possesses both the ability to break energy and the ability to be sharp.

During this process, the internal energy will indiscriminately cut everything it can touch, including the enemy's skin, flesh, and bones.

He completely relied on the physique of a marrow-trained warrior to endure the blows and launch attacks.

If it were a bone-training warrior, he would probably be chopped into minced meat after a dozen moves.

In fact, Qin Zhiming's internal energy is still inferior to that of the marrow-training warriors.

Although breaking the Qi can break the internal Qi in the spirit, it can cause the spirit to collapse and disintegrate.

However, you only need to use internal energy, without using any spirit, and use half the amount of internal energy Qin Zhiming released to resist.

Not to mention its sharpness, it is only five points stronger than the internal energy of an ordinary bone-training warrior.

However, Qin Zhiming had too much internal energy, enough to make up for all the gaps between him and the marrow-training warriors.

With a flash of thought, Hong Jinlu decided to test how much internal energy Qin Zhiming had.

His figure appeared on the ground, his arms drew circles up and down, and he put his palms together in front of his chest and pushed out.

A blue-scaled dragon head, made of internal energy and seemingly real, slammed into Qin Zhiming who had just landed.

Killer move [Dragon Head]!
"Well done!"

Qin Zhiming pulled his right elbow back, and white clouds rolled up from his fist to his elbow, making a deafening scream.

Killer move [Fierce Cloud Fist]!
The cloud pillar collided with the dragon head, and the two were in a stalemate, neither giving in.

Just when Hong Jinlu thought that Qin Zhiming's internal energy was still inferior to his.

Crack, and a thin crack appeared on the dragon horn of the dragon head.

Hong Jinlu widened his eyes in disbelief as he watched the dragon head gradually shatter.

boom! ! !
The cloud pillar submerged the shattered dragon head and rushed towards Hong Jinlu.

Hong Jinlu crossed his arms, trying to block the attack.

boom! ! !
He stepped back, his legs plowing a deep dent in the ground.

After taking a glance at Qin Zhiming’s arms which were covered with countless bloody wounds, Hong Jinlu looked at him as he retracted his fists.

"Amazing, I didn't expect that the internal energy of a bone-training warrior could surpass that of a marrow-training warrior."

In an instant, looking at Qin Zhiming, who was approaching him rapidly with a grin, and white clouds rising from his arms, Hong Jinlu's face changed drastically.

This kid! How dare he use his killing moves as ordinary punches and kicks! Does he have so much internal energy? !
Knowing that he could not use killing moves as freely as Qin Zhiming, Hong Jinlu could only expend his divine power and use magic again.

The dragon head overlapped and appeared on its face, with lightning flashing from its mouth.

Boom! ! !

Clear, azure blue thunder gushed out along with light that shone across the heavens and the earth.

Magic [Xiao Xiao Lei]!
Qin Zhiming did not dodge or evade. He clenched his fists and punched forward.

Two streams of white clouds rolled together, forming a surging cloud column the same size as thunder.

Two consecutive killing moves [Rolling Clouds]!
boom! ! !
Thunder pierced through the cloud pillar, and wisps of cloud dispersed in all directions.

The thunder was not stopped by the cloud pillar until it was three steps away from Qin Zhiming.

Staring at the dazzling thunder, Qin Zhiming opened his mouth and another white cloud poured out.

This time, it was Cloud Pillar's turn to move forward against the thunder.

(End of this chapter)