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

Chapter 351: Creation of Magical Instruments, the Wrath of the Owl God

The Owl Clan, the Owl Hall.

Qin Zhiming, holding a long knife in his hand, ignored the pool of blood flowing over his feet.

He passed by the square pieces of meat of the same size piled on the ground and walked straight to the front of the stone platform.

He placed his hand on the stone platform, and sure enough, he found that it contained some of the Owl God's power.

Not only that, at this moment, the piece of flesh soaked in the pool of blood also began to surge with divine power.

Looking at the divine powers floating towards the stone platform, Qin Zhiming decisively reached out and swallowed them.

Then, he called upon his special powers to check the situation.

Realm: Marrow training realm.

Kung Fu: Wuliang Guishen Kung (skilled).

Desire Container: Not held.

Magic: exorcism of evil spirits, illusion of body.

Number of desires satisfied: One.

Since he had completely mastered his superpowers, he changed them.

As he practices the "Wulian Guishen Gong", he can change the nature of his internal energy at will.

Therefore, he no longer needs to use supernatural powers to modify or enhance his internal energy.

As long as he continues to practice, his internal energy will become stronger and stronger.

As his strength grew, the number behind the number of times his desires were satisfied no longer increased by just absorbing a little divine power like before.

To the extent that, it takes the divine power in the bodies of dozens of the strongest people in the Owl Clan to increase the number of times desires can be satisfied from zero to one.

Qin Zhiming thought for a moment and decided not to use his supernatural powers to change the realm of "Infinite Return to the Body Technique" for the time being.

Daqian's martial arts are divided into four levels: entry, proficiency, mastery, and perfection.

Entry and proficiency are two levels that can be achieved with time.

To achieve great success, one needs a certain amount of talent and one's own understanding of the technique.

Perfection, completely integrating the technique into oneself and unleashing its power to the limit.

Although "Wulian Guishen Gong" was created by Qin Zhiming himself, this technique combines his own ideas and all the techniques he has learned.

Among these techniques, some are too powerful.

Only those who are so powerful as to become immortals can master these skills to perfection.

Therefore, even though Qin Zhiming was the creator of the martial arts, he only practiced it to proficiency.

This made him dare not use his supernatural powers at will to modify the realm of his skills.

After all, superpowers are not omnipotent and require the consumption of vital energy to allow changes to occur.

The greater the degree of change, the greater the consumption of vitality.

Once the needs of the supernatural power cannot be met, Qin Zhiming will be sucked into a dried corpse.

At present, he cannot guarantee that he has enough vitality to complete the change of his martial arts realm.

As the thought flashed through his mind, Qin Zhiming decided to use the new abilities he had gained after completely mastering his supernatural powers.

When the number of times desires were satisfied dropped from one to zero, the technique [Illusion Body] that Qin Zhiming mastered merged with the long sword in his hand.

Whoosh!
Qin Zhiming's body was losing weight at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He calmly released his internal energy, absorbing the vitality from the surrounding flesh and blood.

Since he completely mastered his supernatural powers, he found that he could cultivate internal energy.

Relying on the abundant vitality of this world and the power of "Wulian Guishen Gong", the total amount of his internal energy soon exceeded the total amount of internal energy during the Daqian period.

This is also the main reason why he has the confidence to rush into the Owl Clan alone.

The piece of flesh quickly rotted, the bright red pool of blood turned into a pitch-black stain, and Qin Zhiming's body shape returned to normal.

Desire Container: The Sword of Reality and Illusion.

Looking at the long bone knife in his hand, Qin Zhiming smiled.

This is his new ability, to infuse his own magic into objects and turn them into magical tools.

Not only that, he can also enhance the power of the magic weapon by controlling the consumed vitality when the supernatural power takes effect.

Qin Zhiming swung his sword at the stone pillar next to him, and the blade went straight through the stone pillar like a phantom.

Immediately afterwards, the long sword changed back and forth in Qin Zhiming's hands.

Knives, guns, swords, axes, change as you like.

However, Qin Zhiming knew that these changes were fake, and the killing range of the blade was still as long as before.

But the enemy doesn't know about this.

In the past, [Phantom Body] could only allow Qin Zhiming to separate himself into a non-substantial being that he could control at will.

The virtual and real sword now gave him a strange and unpredictable means of attack, and he was very satisfied with it. Then, Qin Zhiming, holding the long sword, wanted to try whether he could absorb the divine power in the stone platform?
As a result, his mind was no match for the part of the mind left by the Owl God in the divine power.

Qin Zhiming didn't care that his supernatural power failed.

Just because it cannot be absorbed now does not mean it cannot be absorbed in the future.

Thinking of this, Qin Zhiming swung his knife.

The giant owl statue with its wings spread out is split in two.

At the same time, in the core of the Forest of Gods.

The owl god, feeling the destruction of the statue and the tragic death of his believers, raised his head and cried.

It spread its wings and was about to take off.

The next moment, the minds of the gods locked onto it.

"Xiao, your believers have been defeated.

According to the rules, you can only accept this fact and not interfere in human affairs."

The most powerful followers were dead, even the Owl who possessed part of his own divine power.

A tribe that loses its strength will be exterminated sooner or later.

Without the faith of a large number of believers, one cannot obtain divine power.

Without divine power, he gradually weakened and would either be reduced to a beast king or become food for the gods.

The owl god was so angry that he gnashed his teeth, but he could do nothing.

If it dares to move and violates the rules, it will be immediately besieged by the gods.

The helpless Owl God had to retract his wings, hoping that things might turn around.

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"What should we do?" "Go in and take a look?"

Watching the blood flowing down the stairs from the gap at the bottom of the gate, the Owl Clan warriors were a little overwhelmed.

With so many people in the Hall of Hell, it's impossible for anything to go wrong.

But why is there so much blood?

Just when someone couldn't suppress his uneasiness anymore, stepped on the blood and was about to push the door.

boom!
The door opens.

Qin Zhiming walked out holding three heads.

He held the three heads by their hair and shook them towards the astonished soldiers.

“Your clan leader, war chief, and witch are all here.

Anyone else want to test my strength?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole place was in an uproar.

Some soldiers raised their spears and rushed towards Qin Zhiming, trying to pierce him.

Bang!
Qin Zhiming swung his fist, smashing the spear head and the soldier's arms together.

He ignored the soldier who lost both arms and fell to the ground, and continued to ask:
"Does anyone want to test my strength again?!"

Although he could not reveal that he possessed internal energy, he did not need it to deal with these people.

After killing three or four soldiers in succession, Qin Zhiming became a little impatient.

He looked around and saw that he was surrounded by warriors, with the civilians of the Owl Clan standing behind them.

So he threw the three heads high into the air and used both hands to punch the soldiers countless times.

Swish!
In a flash, the soldiers were torn apart, and a rainstorm of minced meat and blood swept all around.

After catching the three heads, Qin Zhiming raised the corners of his mouth as he looked at the many Owl tribe members who were drenched in blood and stunned:
"Does anyone still doubt my strength?"

Some of the surviving warriors and the onlookers from the Owl Tribe were trembling all over and dared not say a word.

Qin Zhiming nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, I'm going out now."

Before he finished speaking, a path suddenly appeared in the crowded crowd.

Walking along the road to the gate of the Owl Clan's territory, Qin Zhiming threw his head to the many Owl Clan warriors who had just arrived here.

"You are from the bear tribe, right? That's great, let's go back together."

Looking at the familiar head in his hand, and then looking at Qin Zhiming, who walked out of the clan safely with a smile on his face, Xiao Yue's second brother Xiao Zhen felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave.

Only then did he realize how much trouble the Owl Clan had gotten into.

(End of this chapter)