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

Chapter 372: Fighting with Gods, Unexpected Tactics

As a top disciple of Yongsheng Palace, and one who is strong enough to rank among the top five, Qiao Zezhou is fully confident in his own abilities.

He had always believed that he could easily get a good result in this trial, and even compete with others for the top spot.

Therefore, except for the disciples of the Immortal Sect, he looked down on everything in this world, even the gods.

However, this arrogance disappeared the moment he fought with Hao Shen.

He was dragged into the battlefield by chains, and like his other companions, he followed Deng Youwen's arrangements and allowed the chains to pull him.

The chains pulled him and flew quickly over everyone's heads. He took this opportunity to adjust his posture and prepare to fight against Hao Shen.

The chain flew at an extremely fast speed, and both the enemy and our side had no time to react.

Ninety-eight Taoist elites, including Qiao Zezhou, have arrived near Haoshen.

As for other Taoist masters, they were flying here.

Qiao Zezhou looked around and there were no familiar faces. It seemed that he was the strongest person here for the time being.

In this case! Give it a try! Maybe you can win the championship before Xu Le and other strong men arrive!
The disciples who had the same idea as him attacked the light man not far away at the same time.

Use your mind to forcibly merge your body and talent, creating a killing move unique to this world.

Although the power of this killing move is not as strong as the killing move formed by combining internal energy with mind and body when in Daqian.

But its advantage lies in its strangeness, like magic, and its ever-changing nature.

Qiao Zezhou clasped his hands together and clenched them into a fist.

The killer move [Ten Thousand Power Hand]!
In an instant, a pair of giant hands made of rock emerged from the ground on both sides of Haoshen.

The giant hands quickly closed together, trying to squeeze Hao Shen.

Since the gift of this world is bestowed by the gods, it is completely different from the internal energy cultivated through exercises.

As a result, until now, only a few people have been able to figure out the killer move.

Seeing Qiao Zezhou use his killing move, the people around him who didn't know how to use it were unwilling to be outdone and started using their talents.

Deadly things such as silver light, torrents, poisonous stings, whirlwinds, and flames overwhelmed Haoshen and the giant hand.

hum!
Swish!
Under the astonished gaze of the crowd, countless beams of light instantly occupied their pupils.

After a moment, everyone came back to their senses and found that only five people were left alive out of the ninety-eight.

Qiao Zezhou, standing among a pile of headless corpses, was sweating profusely.

He saw with his own eyes the flashing beams of light that accurately smashed the heads of his companions around him.

The beam of light disappeared after defeating its target, without affecting the warriors of the two tribes behind them at all.

During this period, the companions tried various means to block the light column.

However, all those means were like paper and were easily penetrated by the beam of light.

Qiao Zezhou dodged the attack by tilting his head but failed to dodge it completely, thus losing his left ear. He stared at the light man standing there, at a loss as to what to do.

The killing move is his strongest move. If this move is useless, he doesn’t know how to deal with Hao Shen?
"How dare you attack me?"

The light figure had no face, but a voice emanated from it, like an echo in the mountains, reverberating continuously.

Whoosh!
Another beam of light appeared, and the surviving companion on Qiao Zezhou's left turned into a headless corpse and fell to the ground.

So fast!

Qiao Zezhou's pupils suddenly dilated. This time the beam of light was so fast that his companion fell down before he reacted.

After killing so many people, Hao Shen felt that the power that bound him had weakened slightly.

"So it's you who trapped me here."

Realizing this, it released a beam of light without hesitation to kill the remaining people.

boom!
A palm blocked the beam of light shooting towards Qiao Zezhou's head.

Qiao Zezhou looked in the direction of his palm and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the person coming.

Xu Le looked at Hao Shen and smiled slightly:
"Everyone be careful. This is the last battle. Don't be careless."

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The hooves and claws stepped back and forth on the sticky meat paste.

Broken bones, rotten flesh, and blood were like layers of rain, blowing towards us.

Fierce Fang, covered in heavy rock armor, rushed into the rain, panting heavily and running wildly.

Qin Zhiming rode on it, wielding the two swords in his hands like sickles for cutting wheat, reaping the lives of those who blocked his way.

Of the twelve cavalrymen, only seven remained.

They didn't know how long it would take to reach their destination, they only knew that they were trapped deep in the enemy's territory and had to keep moving forward.

Qin Zhiming frowned as he felt many powerful auras suddenly appearing in front of him.

The next moment, a group of Buddhist monks rushed out of the white fog and came to the left side of Qin Zhiming and others.

The strange thing was that they did not try to stop it. Instead, they just took a glance and disappeared into the white mist behind them.

"them?"

Not stopping? That means there are more important things waiting for them to deal with.

The problem was that their group was clearly planning a surprise attack on the Buddhist sect, which would definitely affect their chances of winning the championship.

But they still ignore it all.

There is only one possibility. They think that the matter they are about to deal with will have a greater impact on winning the championship than the surprise attack.

Thinking of this, some of the cavalrymen could not hold back.

I thought I was carrying out a critical mission, but I didn't expect there was an even more critical mission.

They knew nothing about this matter.

This proves that the leaders of the Taoist sect have excluded them from the chance to win the championship.

"Want to withdraw?! It's too late! Can you please withdraw?!"

Qin Zhiming scolded sternly.

"What if we don't retreat? Let's rush back! It's not too late!"

Qin Zhiming turned his head and looked at his shouting companions.

"I know you're unwilling, and neither am I!

But there is nothing we can do!
Keep going and you can get a good result in the trial!

Afterwards, choose a better immortal gate!

Rush back? What if the trial ends halfway through? Then there will be nothing left!"

The man took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and nodded heavily:
"I see."

Seeing that no one had any objections to his decision, Qin Zhiming issued an order:

"That group of monks are very strong! And they came from behind the enemy lines!
At this time, there must be a gap in the power behind Buddhism!

This is a great opportunity for us! I need to speed up! Everyone keep up! "

Qin Zhiming clapped his fierce teeth, and the fierce teeth let out a roar. The frequency of the strong hooves under his huge body stepping on the ground increased.

At the same time, Yi Nian, whose pupils reflected the movements of Qin Zhiming and others, raised the corners of his mouth.

In less than half an hour, this group of cavalry will be able to rush in front of him.

“As expected of the elite troops carefully selected by Deng Youwen, can they really make it here?
It's just that you have a special weapon, but don't I have a special trick?"

Yi Nian clenched the short staff with both hands, raised it high, and looked at the remains of the snake god floating in the air.

The next moment, the snake eye of half of the snake head moved, and Deng Youwen's figure appeared in the huge pupil.

Immediately afterwards, the snake's head exploded and turned into a ball of blood mist, and its fangs and scales shot towards Deng Youwen's location.

On the huge rock, Deng Youwen, who felt something, looked up and his face changed drastically.

boom! ! !
In a flash, the swirling dust and fog engulfed Deng Youwen and the Taoist disciples who were casting spells with strong minds not far away.

(End of this chapter)