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

Chapter 378: Buddhist Secret Skills, a Battle of Life and Death

In the woods.

Through the power of his mind, Mo Wu saw something slowly floating out from behind Qin Zhiming.

That thing turned out to be Qin Zhiming's head.

"What is this?!"

Qin Zhiming took a look at the head floating next to him.

“I have been thinking about what weapon is best for me?
Until one day, I saw myself through the water.

I realized that the most powerful weapon I have is not anything else, but myself.

So, I had an idea to use the power of my mind to create another "me"

But this "I" is not yet perfect, and my mental strength is insufficient, so it is only enough to forge two parts of my body."

As Qin Zhiming spoke, a pair of arms forged by the power of his mind floated out from behind him.

"I didn't expect that just two parts could exert a power that I never imagined."

Qin Zhiming closed his mouth, and the head forged by his mind uttered a word softly:

"end."

In an instant, Mo Wu's mind seemed to be hit by a sledgehammer, his body stopped, and his mind went blank.

Qin Zhiming flashed and came in front of Mo Wu.

The suspended arms of the mind overlapped with his arms, and he reached out and grabbed Mowu's left arm.

The golden light emitted by the golden scriptures and the halo tried to stop Qin Zhiming.

However, as soon as the two touched Qin Zhiming's fingertips, they immediately turned into light spots and dissipated.

Qin Zhiming sunk his five fingers into Mo Wu's left forearm and exerted force suddenly.

Stab it!

Mo Wu's left arm was like a thin piece of paper and was torn off his body by Qin Zhiming.

When Mo Wu came to his senses, he saw an arm on the ground.

Qin Zhiming stood there, and the floating head looked at him with a smile.

Mo Wu glanced at the wound covered with golden scriptures.

He picked up his left arm and held it to the wound.

As the golden scriptures spread to the left arm, the wound disappeared.

"Do you follow your words?"

Mo Wu stroked the disappeared wound and stared at Qin Zhiming.

“I don’t have that much ability, I can only affect people’s minds temporarily.

It's similar to your technique [Angry Vajra]. "

Qin Zhiming said it lightly, but it made Mo Wu's heart turn upside down.

Before becoming an immortal, using magic requires consuming a large amount of both good and evil energy.

However, the enemy before him could achieve a similar effect through the power of his mind.

He couldn't imagine how powerful the mind must be to be able to do this.

Mo Wu suppressed the pride that arose in his heart due to the blessing of magic.

He focused all his attention on the enemy ahead.

The circular light suspended behind him spun rapidly, and the ribbons wrapped around his arms shook violently.

Mo Wu, who had exerted the power of his magic to the extreme, suddenly rushed towards Qin Zhiming.

In an instant, the two figures disappeared.

There was a series of sounds like rolling thunder.

Rumble, rumble!

Every time a muffled sound occurred, a part of the ground, trees, and rocks in the forest would inexplicably disappear.

boom! ! !
Mo Wu landed on the ground, and his retreating feet left two dents on the ground.

He growled as he looked at Qin Zhiming who landed lightly on the ground opposite him.

"Buddhist secret skill! Golden Stele Palm!!!"

The muscles in the back and arms squirmed and twitched. The suspended circle of light emitted golden light that enveloped the palms, and the palms that were pushed out suddenly became larger.

Looking at the two palms that were attacking like two golden monuments, Qin Zhiming punched out with both fists.

Fist spear!

Bang!
The spear collides with the monument.

With the two of them as the center, everything within a few dozen meters had layers of double images, and then became blurred and distorted.

At this time, a breeze blew a leaf into the range of influence of the two.

With a clear bang, the leaves disappeared.

Crack! The golden stele bent and twisted and shrank back instantly, revealing the figures of Qin Zhiming and Mo Wu clearly.

Mo Wu folded his hands and took a few steps back.

Qin Zhiming didn't move, his fists hanging down with the bones exposed.

"I haven't had such a great time fighting since I came to this world!"

The flowing golden scriptures restored his hands, and Mo Wu smiled at Qin Zhiming.

Qin Zhiming nodded, and the white bones on his hands were covered by flesh and blood, and then by skin.

"Me too."

"Go on! The ultimate Buddhist skill! Dust-breaking Knife!"

Mo Wu clasped his palms together, raised them high, and chopped down with force.

The two arms that were swung down turned into phantoms, and a vertical blade formed by golden light shot towards Qin Zhiming.
Seeing this, Qin Zhiming stepped on the ground and rushed forward, swinging his right arm horizontally.

Palm knife!

The outside of his palm hit the blade, cutting it in two.

Immediately afterwards, Qin Zhiming used his palm as a knife and made a diagonal slash from bottom to top.

Mo Wu could have avoided it but didn't. What the enemy could do, he could do too!

He swung his arms down again, trying to cut off Qin Zhiming's right palm.

Whoosh!
Qin Zhiming withdrew his right palm and took a step back.

Mo Wu, whose legs and torso were covered with blood scars, hurriedly controlled the golden scriptures to wrap his body to prevent himself from being torn apart.

“I lost both moves.

I want to try, will I lose with this third move?

I also want to see your full strength.”

Mo Wu and Qin Zhiming looked at each other, emphasizing each word.

The air around Qin Zhiming rippled and his momentum continued to rise.

The arms of the mind emerged, no longer overlapping with its own arms, flew behind it, and began to expand.

Seeing this scene, Mo Wu grinned.

He put his hands together, stood on his right foot, and placed his left foot on his right knee.

Mowu was suspended and floated off the ground.

hum!
The circle of light burst out with golden light, which intertwined and turned into a three-headed, six-armed statue of Mingwang.

Mowu inside the Mingwang statue took a deep breath.

"Take my Buddhist killer move! [Buddha's Wrath]!"

boom! ! !
Ming Wang’s six arms struck out successively, and the shadows of his fists turned into golden waves and surged towards Qin Zhiming.

At the same time, with Qin Zhiming as the center, the scattered ripples turned into rolling waves, distorting things in all directions.

Qin Zhiming clenched his fists and bent his elbows backwards, as did his mental arms that expanded several circles behind him.

Whoosh!
Qin Zhiming and his mind swung their fists together, and the tip of his fist collided with the retracted twist.

Killer move [Hunting All Things]!
Countless shadows, each growing larger, appeared from behind the twisted and wrapped Qin Zhiming.

Countless shadows stretched out their arms and used four moves: fist spear, palm knife, finger arrow, and claw trap.

Numerous fists, palms, fingers and claws were connected together, forming a white waterfall of the same skin color as Qin Zhiming, and attacked the statue of Mingwang.

In an instant, the Golden River crashed into the White Waterfall.

At the same time, after knocking down five enemies, Yi Nian suddenly turned his head and looked towards the distant woods along the spacious pit that was a hundred meters long not far away.

The muffled sound from before disappeared, replaced by dead silence.

Then, in a moment of astonishment, the dense forest disappeared without a trace, and two black dots, one big and one small, appeared.

I wanted to release my mental power to check the situation.

Unexpectedly, just as his mental power flew out for a distance, he suddenly had a premonition that he would die if he got an inch closer.

You know, at this moment his mental power is still several thousand meters away from the two black spots.

So he could only watch the larger black spot slowly disappear, as if it had never appeared.

Along with the disappearance of the black spot, the magic he cast, [Bodhicitta], also disappeared, which meant that Mowu was dead.

Realizing this, Yi Nian did not hesitate and grabbed the necks of Mu Yulan and Zhou Wuyou, who were closest to him, with both hands, and blocked the two seriously injured people in front of him.

Just as he finished all this, a voice came from the front.

"You, a monk, are quite quick to react."

When he looked over, he found that Qin Zhiming, with his left arm broken and covered in blood, had appeared dozens of steps away, walking towards him slowly with a smile on his face.

Sorry for the two days' hiatus. Some problems occurred at work. The bonus that was promised to me before the New Year suddenly disappeared. Because of some conflicts with the company on this matter, I have been dealing with it for the past two days. The result will be out tomorrow. I hope it will be a good one.

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