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

Chapter 26 Covering the Door
Even if Lian Roujing has no merit, he can still become the backbone of the gang.

You don't have to do all that hard work anymore, you just need to collect your salary every month and wait for instructions from the gang.

Under normal circumstances, fighters at the physical realm will not be dispatched.

If they are dispatched, it must be a very serious situation.

As a result, those gang members who were in the physical realm had nothing to do for more than half a month.

Every day you just need to walk around the territory assigned by the gang and maintain order.

The most important thing is that the old gang members dare not embarrass these people anymore.

If you anger them and use this as an excuse to refuse to help when an emergency occurs, you will be held responsible.

Realizing that they could not easily embarrass Qin Zhiming in the future, the old gang members immediately put on a smiling face and began to speak for Qin Zhiming.

"Zhang Nan! This is a violation of the rules!" "Yes, you know you can't beat Qin, so just give in."

"Ah Qin, you really are worthy of being called the White-Faced Tiger. You have already reached the Flesh Realm at such a young age."

Qin Zhiming smiled. He still needed the old gang members to manage the branch for him.

So he clasped his fists to express his gratitude to the old gang members.

"Thank you, everyone. No thanks. I want him to be convinced."

Zhang Nan felt relieved when he heard this.

He jumped off the ring, pushed through the crowd, ignored the saliva and curses from the people around him, and walked to the shadow of the doorpost next to him.

At this time, everyone saw a man standing in the shadows.

The two chatted for a few words, and the man patted Zhang Nan on the shoulder.

With a leap, he crossed several meters and jumped onto the ring.

"Shen Yi from Poshan Martial Arts School, I am entrusted by someone and I am sorry for the offense."

"An outsider wants to intervene in our gang's affairs? Zhang Nan, you are really great. You are not afraid of being blamed by the Dragon King."

Chen Youhuang, who was standing under the ring, turned his head and looked at Zhang Nan who was not far behind him.

The many gang members around him also cast dissatisfied glances.

Originally, Zhang Nan was looked down upon by them for making substitutions at the last minute.

Now the replacement is not from our own gang, which makes everyone even more dissatisfied, even the old gang members.

No matter how the two fight, it is the Fanhai Gang's business.

Asking outsiders to fight in a life-and-death contest is like letting outsiders watch a joke.

"Zhang Nan, you said before that you would change someone and accept the result regardless of victory or defeat.

In that case, then you stand among the brothers.

Take a good look at this competition."

As Uncle Wei spoke, a group of his gang members, led by Sun Zhize, who were responsible for enforcing the gang rules, walked towards Zhang Nan with grim smiles on their faces.

Zhang Nan, fully aware that he had incurred the wrath of the crowd, did not resist any more and allowed them to drag him to the bottom of the ring.

Zhang Yuhuai and others took the opportunity to squeeze next to him, their eyes constantly scanning him and making strange laughs that made no sense.

Zhang Nan understood that it would be good if Shen Yi won.

If he couldn't win, he would be beaten to death by this group of people before Qin Zhiming could even make a move.

Shen Yi, who was watching the audience from the ring, also knew this.

He glanced at Zhang Nan, who had a pleading look in his eyes, and then looked at Qin Zhiming again.

"Zhang Nan is a good friend of my senior brother Feng Derun, and my senior brother asked me to ask you.

As long as you let Zhang Nan go, he will owe you a favor and give you the secret medicine of Poshan Martial Arts School.

This way, your master's internal injuries will heal, and you won't have to fight me."

Qin Zhiming assumed the posture of a roaring tiger with a golden bell and said with a smile.

"Don't ask me. After I kill you, I will go find Feng Derun myself and avenge my master's injury."

Shen Yi frowned.

"You don't know what's good for you! Half a year ago, my senior brother showed mercy and didn't kill you. Do you really think you are a big shot?

Today I will tell you that there is no hard Qigong that cannot be broken by the Mountain Breaking Fist!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Yi threw a straight punch at Qin Zhiming's face.

The wind arrives before the fist arrives.

The strong wind made Qin Zhiming's hair flutter.

Qin Zhiming did not dodge or evade. The muscles in his right arm moved, and the strength was gathered in his shoulders and arms and then transferred to his wrist.

Punch out!
Boom!
The two fists collided, making a sound of metal colliding.

Shen Yi was shocked. His invincible Mountain Breaking Fist was blocked. The internal energy that was shot out from the tip of his fist, which was strong enough to penetrate the iron plate, was instantly dissipated by Qin Zhiming's internal energy.

Not only that, the vibrating internal energy spread along the tip of the fist to the right arm.

The right arm was shaken, feeling numb and weak, and the bones ached slightly.

In a split second, Shen Yi twisted his waist and kicked Qin Zhiming in the abdomen with his left foot.

Qin Zhiming dodged sideways, then bent his knees and waist to make his body lower than Shen Yi.

Both fists suddenly blasted out! Like two cannonballs shooting into the sky!

Shen Yi crossed his hands with veins bulging as he tried to block the rocket.

Unexpectedly, the enormous force directly broke his hands.

"This boy! He has great strength!"

A distracting thought flashed through his mind, and Shen Yi used the force that his hands had not blocked to lean back and bend over to let the fist brush past his nose.

Another kick from the sole of the foot hit Qin Zhiming's crossed arms, creating distance between him and him.

Wiping the blood from his nose, Shen Yi's face looked gloomy.

"Aren't you practicing the Tiger Roaring Golden Bell?"

Qin Zhiming brushed off the dust on his arms.

"Of course, it's just that you haven't practiced the Mountain Breaking Fist well enough."

The gang members in the audience were so excited that they kept shouting Qin Zhiming's nickname.

"White-faced tiger! White-faced tiger!"

Zhang Nan was sweating profusely.

Qin Zhiming was unharmed, but Shen Yi was bleeding from his nose. How could he not be panicked?
He wanted to run, but as he took a step back, he bumped into Xu Huan and Di Yanfeng's chest.

"Don't leave? The competition isn't over yet, why are you in such a hurry?"

Zhang Yuhuai smiled and patted his shoulder, forcing him to continue facing the ring.

On the ring, Shen Yi took up his stance again.

"I was wrong. It turns out that the fight with my brother wasn't a fluke. You really have the strength."

Bang! The stone slab shattered, and Shen Yi attacked Qin Zhiming again.

His fists were very hard, and each one was packed with drilling power.

Armpits, Adam's apple, abdomen, and lower back.

He was like a nimble monkey, surrounding Qin Zhiming.

He threw out random punches, trying to find the weak point.

Suddenly, Qin Zhiming vomited blood.

At this moment, Shen Yi hit him right in the heart.

Bang! Qin Zhiming punched him back.

Shen Yi smiled, took a few steps back and steadied himself.

Looking at Qin Zhiming who was standing still with a gloomy face

He laughed: "So your weakness is in your heart."

"You're like an annoying monkey. You have the nerve to not dodge my punches."

Qin Zhiming wiped off the blood from the corners of his mouth.

Shen Yi took the opportunity to adjust his breathing.

“Practicing hard qigong will definitely have its weaknesses, unless you reach the perfect state, but that is out of reach.

What rules are there in a duel? I can't beat you head-on, so I can only use my footwork to find another way.

Fortunately, apart from the Mountain-Breaking Fist, what I am best at is the Mountain-Circling Step.

If not, there is really nothing we can do to you.

How is it? It feels bad to have the internal energy running wild in your body, right?"

Poof! Qin Zhiming spat out another mouthful of blood, as if indirectly proving Shen Yi's speculation.

In fact, the vomited blood was just a disguise to deceive others.

It looked like it was caused by internal injuries, but in fact it was the internal energy that injured the gums, causing the teeth to loosen and bleed.

Seeing this, Shen Yi, who mistakenly thought that it was his punch that caused Qin Zhiming's internal injuries, tried to persuade him again.

"My proposal is still valid, as long as you promise to let Zhang Nan go..."

"No need." Qin Zhiming interrupted him.

(End of this chapter)