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

Chapter 27 Reputation
Qin Zhiming glanced at Zhang Nan, who was standing below the stage with a mocking look on his face.

"I will make him die today."

Shen Yi sighed and said, "Then let's decide life or death."

In an instant, one person's internal energy slowly gathered in his fists, and the other person's internal energy rapidly circulated throughout his body.

Qin Zhiming's body suddenly expanded, bursting through the clothes on his upper body that had been torn by the punch, revealing muscles that looked like they were carved from white jade.

Shen Yi's sleeves exploded, veins bulged on his arms, and the middle finger joint of his right fist was slightly protruding, pointing at Qin Zhiming's heart.

"Everyone, scatter! They are going to fight to the death!!!"

Following the roars of some martial artists, the crowd under the ring immediately retreated.

The next second, Shen Yi rushed forward suddenly, and the stone slabs under his feet would shatter with every step he took.

The splashing gravel directly shattered the stone fence surrounding the arena.

He was like a cavalryman charging with spear held high, his fist acting as the tip of the spear, making a hissing sound as it rubbed against the air.

Killer move [Mountain-piercing arm]!
Qin Zhiming stood in place with his arms crossed, like a heavy iron barrier, waiting for the cavalry to charge at him.

Killer move [Tiger Roaring Golden Bell]!
The moment the two collided, a violent gust of wind suddenly spread out from the center of the ring.

The strong wind blew up the dust on the floor of the ring, making the people around dare not look directly at it.

People who were a little closer were even scratched by the flying stones, leaving several bloody marks on their bodies.

Before the strong wind dissipated, there was another loud bang.

The loud noise was accompanied by rising dust and a strong shock.

The shock was like the collapse of a mountain, causing the earth to tremble.

The brown and yellow dust rising from the branch compound and the deafening noise and vibration attracted the attention of many people.

Upon hearing the news, nearby common people, yamen runners, and warriors all came to find out what was going on.

Since the gang members in charge of guarding the gate were also watching the life and death competition, these people entered the branch smoothly.

At this time, the dust and fog around the arena slowly dissipated.

Everyone saw that the entire stone platform was falling apart, and Qin Zhiming stood proudly in the middle of the platform with his fists stained with blood.

The bluestone under his feet turned into countless pieces of gravel and, together with the upturned yellow soil, formed a big pit.

Shen Yi's right fist was twisted, and the depression in his chest was very deep, causing his upper body to become deformed.

He lay on his back with his eyes wide open, silent, as if he had seen something incredible before he died.

Just as everyone was immersed in shock, Qin Zhiming covered his heart and spat out a mouthful of blood.

He turned his head and looked at Uncle Wei who was stunned on the podium.

Uncle Wei came back to his senses and noticed Qin Zhiming's gaze.

Only then did he realize that many strangers had poured into the rudder.

This is a good opportunity to do a favor.

The thought flashed through his mind and he immediately shouted.

"Life and death competition! Life and death have been decided!
The winner is Qin Zhiming from the Fanhai Gang! The loser is Shen Yi from the Poshan Martial Arts School!"

Looking at Qin Zhiming on the ring, his fists stained with blood, blood at the corners of his mouth, and his muscular upper body naked.

Many people had the same thought in their minds.

The man on the ring looked like a tiger that had just finished a meal.

Someone was the first to shout out the word "ferocious tiger".

Gradually, under the shouting of the gang members watching the fight, those who had just rushed in realized that the person standing in the pit was the winner of the life-and-death competition.

Daqian has always valued martial arts and admired strength since ancient times.

People are never stingy with praising the strong, so people began to shout along with the gang.

“Fierce tiger!” “Fierce tiger!” “Fierce tiger!”

Amid the loud shouts, Zhang Nan in the crowd wanted to sneak away.

How could Zhang Yuhuai and others around him let him go?

Puff! There was a sharp pain in both waists. Just when I wanted to scream, someone covered my mouth tightly.

The rope around his neck made it hard for him to breathe. He tried to struggle, but his hands were grabbed and his feet were stepped on.

He could only watch Qin Zhiming on the ring, gradually falling into death with regret and anger.

At this point, Qin Zhiming became famous in one battle, and the title of fierce tiger spread throughout Chaolan County for a while. The popularity of the battle almost overshadowed the dispute between Jingtao and the three families.

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The destruction of old cognition leads to the birth of new cognition.

Many people know the reputation of Chaolan Three Museums.

Now, Shen Yi, who came from Poshan Martial Arts School, was defeated by the members of Fanhai Gang. This was something that had not happened in many years.

The world's perception that the Chaolan Three Halls were a powerful group began to waver and collapse when Shen Yi was beaten to death.

The concept of collapse gradually shifted to the Fanhai Gang.

Glancing at the letter in his hand, the man stroked his gray beard.

"See for yourself."

The young man standing next to him, who looked somewhat similar to the man, quickly took the letter with both hands.

"Dad, how dare the Fanhai Gang talk to us like this?!"

Feng Hongbo sneered.

"Why wouldn't they dare? Someone from the martial arts school got involved in gang affairs and was beaten to death.

We have no regard for emotion or reason, and we deserve to be stepped on by others to get to the top."

Feng Derun didn't know what to say for a moment.

“It’s a good thing to like making friends, and it’s also a good thing to want to stand up for your friends, because it shows your loyalty.

But causing Shen Yi to be beaten to death is not a good thing, and the most important thing is that this incident affects the reputation of the martial arts school."

Feng Derun gritted his teeth and said, "I'm going to challenge him to a life and death duel!"

Feng Hongbo frowned after hearing this:
"Who are you angry with? Am I still the same Qin Zhiming? What reason do you have to fight him in the life and death arena?
Today he beats Shen Yi to death, and you fight him in the life and death arena. Tomorrow he dies, and the Fanhai Gang finds someone else to fight you in the life and death arena?

Will I have to fight Hong Jinlu in a life-and-death duel in the end?

When encountering things, I become so impatient.

How can I convince everyone? How can I hand over the martial arts school to you with peace of mind?"

Feng Hongbo's scolding made Feng Derun's face turn pale.

Feng Hongbo seemed to see what Feng Derun was thinking.

He sighed and took a sip of his tea.

“You know you’re eager to prove yourself, to prove your talent has nothing to do with me.

You hate it when people say that you are my, Feng Hongbo's only son, and you want to make a name for yourself.

Do you know how many people desire what you have now?
You want to be my only son? Do you think you can get to know so many people just because you are loyal? "

Feng Derun wanted to open his mouth to refute, but as soon as he raised his head, Feng Hongbo saw that there was still dissatisfaction in his eyes.

"It turns out that until now, you still thought that the people around you were here because of you."

Feng Hongbo stood up and walked to his son.

"Want to prove yourself? I'll give you this chance.

Members of the martial arts school cannot interfere in gang affairs, but Qin Zhiming is both a gang member and a martial arts school member.

Recently, I heard that several people wanted to open a museum in Chaolan County.

If you want to open a museum, you must first kick it out.

The martial arts school of that sick tiger will definitely become the target of public criticism.

At that time, Qin Zhiming must take action. This is a matter of martial arts.

From today on, you are no longer a member of Poshan Martial Arts School.

Whenever you kill Qin Zhiming, I will let you join the martial arts school again.

What do you think? "

Feng Derun understood what his father meant. If Qin Zhiming could make a name for himself by relying on the Chaolan Three Halls, then he could also gain some self-respect by relying on him.

As long as he used the right method, he could get rid of the title of Feng Hongbo's only son and gain a reputation that truly belonged to him.

He took a deep breath and stared into Feng Hongbo's eyes.

"I will kill him."

(End of this chapter)