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

Chapter 239: Physical strength and mind are strong everywhere, surprise and anger determine the outc

Chapter 239: Physical strength and mind are strong everywhere, surprise and anger determine the outcome
Longhu Ridge, Shitang.

The sudden voice interrupted Qin Zhiming's thoughts.

With his eyes closed, he looked in the direction of the voice and saw that the person speaking was Guo Mingrui who happened to be there.

When Guo Mingrui saw Qin Zhiming closing his eyes, he instantly thought that something went wrong in his practice.

He immediately made up his mind that he would force Qin Zhiming and his sister to go onto the fighting stage today no matter what.

Unexpectedly, before he could open his mouth, Qin Zhiming spoke first.

"Call your sister here. I will fight her on the fighting stage today."

Guo Mingrui was stunned.

Then, he reacted and immediately turned and left.

When the surrounding disciples saw this scene, they immediately thought of the recent dispute between the Guo siblings and a Tiandeng disciple.

It turned out that the Tiandeng disciple was Qin Zhiming in front of them.

Not long after, Guo Lan, dressed in white, came after hearing the news.

The two men came to the edge of the arena, one in front and one behind.

Due to the special mission, a large number of disciples gathered in the hall.

Guo Lan is a powerful A-class disciple.

Qin Zhiming is a high-ranking disciple of Tiandeng.

Now, the two are ready to fight.

The confrontation between the strong is always exciting.

So, the disciples who learned about this followed the two to the edge of the arena to watch the fight.

At this time, Sikong Wan next to Qin Zhiming frowned.

"What is Guo Lan doing? Why is she talking to Chu Ge?"

"Chu Ge?"

"A Tiandeng disciple from an aristocratic family, famous in Longhu Ridge for his strong mind."

A few dozen steps away, Chu Ge, with a smile on his face, took off the jade pendant hanging around his waist and handed it to Guo Lan.

Guo Lan held the jade pendant tightly and seemed to be saying something.

Sikong Wan, who witnessed this, thought of something.

“Rumor has it that Chu Ge has been proficient in immortal methods since he was young and can make magic tools by himself.

Presumably, the jade pendant he just gave to Guo Lan is a magic weapon, what should I do? "

“It doesn’t matter, the stronger Guo Lan is, the better.

Otherwise, how would I know how much my strength has increased?"

After Qin Zhiming finished speaking, he jumped onto the arena.

"Guo Lan, are you ready?"

Guo Lan carefully hung the jade pendant around her waist.

After doing all this, she sneered and walked onto the arena.

Then, the Youshan Orders in the hands of the two men floated into the air.

The competition officially begins.

"You can't see. Do you need me to give you three moves?"

"No, on the contrary I will let you three moves."

Hearing this, Guo Lan shouted.

"Insanity!"

Whoosh!
A figure in white fluttered in front of him.

The strong wind carried Guo Lan's right claw and it suddenly tore towards Qin Zhiming's neck.

Bang!
Qin Zhiming did not move at all, which shocked the disciples who were watching.

"What a strong physique."

"Although Guo Lan was only testing, he used at least 50% of his strength in this claw.

Five points of strength have no effect on this Tiandeng disciple.

Based on this alone, his physique is stronger than most of the disciples."

Looking at the situation on the stage, Chu Ge opened the folding fan in his hand and fanned it gently.

"Brother Chu, he is really strong."

"What does it matter how strong his physique is? What I want to see is his mental strength."

On the fighting arena, Guo Lan grabbed Qin Zhiming's neck, trying to tear off a piece of his flesh.

However, no matter how hard she tried, it was of no avail.

In that case, attack his abdomen!
As the thought flashed through his mind, Guo Lan let go, jumped up with both feet, and kicked out heavily with a surge of internal energy.

Boom! ! !
After the deafening sound, there were some light words.

"You have one last trick left."

With the help of force, Guo Lan returned to Qin Zhiming's opposite side and frowned.

The people outside the stage had different expressions.

They didn't expect that Qin Zhiming's physique was so strong.

"Guo Lan should be practicing the Grade A Yin-Yang Qi technique, which focuses on internal energy attacks.

That Tiandeng disciple seems fine now, I wonder what will happen next?"

A disciple who knew the truth explained it to the people around him.

Lest they misunderstand the situation of the duel. At this time, Guo Lan summoned his spirit.

A huge female face formed by countless white needles appeared behind it.

The female face that was over ten meters long was Guo Lan's face.

To judge the strength of one's spirit, just look at the size of his spirit.

The greater the spirit, the stronger it is.

This is the simplest and most intuitive way.

The spirit of a martial artist who practices marrow training is usually five meters high.

However, the many disciples watching were not surprised at all when they saw Guo Lan's courage.

Because their spirits are also like this, each one is over ten meters long.

Rather than the size of the momentum, they wanted to see how Guo Lan used it.

"You're ready for this move!"

The huge female face opened its mouth and swallowed Guo Lan in one gulp.

The female face is smaller and the spirit and spirit are integrated.

Guo Lan's black hair turned white, and her skin also turned white.

Her whole body was pale, and she suddenly jumped up like a monster and rushed towards Qin Zhiming.

Killer move [White Ghost]!
Qin Zhiming closed his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth, and tensed all the muscles in his body to prepare for the attack.

In an instant, Guo Lan's palms enveloped it like a storm.

Her attack became more and more fierce, and her hands were like threading a needle, hitting Qin Zhiming's vital points one by one.

Guo Lan hit faster and faster, forcing Qin Zhiming to retreat several steps.

At that moment, she suddenly stopped attacking and smiled at Qin Zhiming.

The next moment, she waved her sleeves lightly.

Swish!
Blood splattered.

Countless white needles drilled out of Qin Zhiming's body, leaving many bloody holes on his body.

"The winner has been decided. That Tiandeng disciple was too arrogant and dared to take Guo Lan's killing move head-on."

"Yeah, do you really think Guo Lan can't hurt him?"

"Disciples who are not from aristocratic families really have bad character."

"What do you mean?"

While everyone was arguing, Qin Zhiming spoke slowly.

"Three moves are over, it's my turn."

As soon as these words were spoken, they immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Qin Zhiming flashed and came in front of Guo Lan.

Before Guo Lan could react, she was punched in the abdomen.

This punch made Guo Lan spit blood, the clothes on his back were torn instantly, and the spine on his back was deformed, almost protruding from the skin.

The beautiful face became distorted and ugly because of the pain.

Then, there was another punch.

The punch to the chest caused his chest to cave in, and his body fell backwards with an exaggerated amplitude.

Everyone who thought Qin Zhiming liked to brag was dumbfounded by these two punches.

“Two punches?!”

"Did he use his internal energy? I didn't see it?!"

"Even if he used his internal energy, two punches! Can he defeat Guo Lan with two punches without summoning his inner energy?!"

"The Tiandeng disciple is worthy of his reputation."

"Who said we have to be disciples from aristocratic families? If you say that, go up and compete with that guy if you have the guts."

"Sister! Are you okay? Sister!"

Guo Mingrui, who was outside the arena, was horrified and wanted to break in.

As soon as I got close, I saw a white jade fence.