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

Chapter 379: Conquer others with force and change everything

On a high slope.

He pinched Mu Yulan and Zhou Wuyou's necks, then looked at Qin Zhiming with a broken arm, and remained silent.

Following the enemy's gaze, Qin Zhiming looked at the golden scriptures on the wound on his left arm.

The wriggling golden scriptures were like yellow maggots, moving back and forth in the bloody wound, and even trying to climb up to the shoulders.

If Qin Zhiming hadn't had the mental power protecting his shoulders, the golden scripture would have already gone up through his shoulders and into his head.

Listening to the intermittent chanting of scriptures coming from nowhere, Qin Zhiming, who was temporarily unable to drive away the scriptures, smiled at Yi Nian and said:
“You ‘Buddhists’ are quite capable. Mo Wu wanted to convert me until his death.

Unfortunately, I am better than you.”

"Really? Why do I feel like it's only a matter of time before those scriptures can convert you?"

Observe the thought in the scripture and smile back.

Qin Zhiming ignored Yinian. He looked at the two people in Yinian's hands, and then at the three people lying on the ground who had just died.

"What are you afraid of? You've taken down all five of them? Are you afraid of just one of me?"

After Qin Zhiming finished speaking, he wanted to step forward.

Yi Nian hurriedly increased the strength of his hands, and the faces of the seriously injured Zhou Wuyou and Mu Yulan immediately became distorted and turned red due to obstructed breathing.

"Don't come over here! Stand there and don't move!"

Qin Zhiming didn't want to waste any more words talking to Yinian as he still had plans to complete.

The longer we delay here, the greater the risk to our plan will become.

hum!
A head floated out from the back of Qin Zhiming's head.

Immediately afterwards, in a look of astonishment, the head overlapped with Qin Zhiming, forming a double image.

He had a bad feeling, and suddenly four people who looked exactly like him walked out from behind him.

As the four "One Thoughts" rushed towards Qin Zhiming, Qin Zhiming, with a double head, shouted:
"break!"

In an instant, the four "one thoughts" dissipated like mist, and One Thought began to bleed from all seven orifices, loosened his hands, and staggered backward.

He was mentally damaged and had a splitting headache. He did not expect that Qin Zhiming would disregard the lives of his companions and attack him resolutely.

Because his eyes were bleeding, the world in his eyes was bloodshot. Just as he stopped retreating, he saw Qin Zhiming rushing towards him.

He gritted his teeth, pushed out his right palm, and released his mental power:
"Buddhist secret technique! The palm of extinction!"

call!
A huge handprint composed of mental power flew out.

The attack that was originally aimed at the mind began to affect material things with the help of a powerful thought of mental power.

Looking at the handprint that had pressed a dent in the ground and was filled with a whitish air current whistling towards him, Qin Zhiming summoned his mind and arms.

One arm overlaps with his right arm, and one arm replaces his lost left arm.

Qin Zhiming stretched his elbows back and threw out countless fist shadows.

The fist shadow and the hand print collided, and they were evenly matched for a moment.

After a moment of stalemate, the fist shadow broke through the handprint and hit the thought.

Bang!
Among the dozens of monks who were holding up magical instruments and casting spells with their eyes closed next to Yi Nian, one of them suddenly exploded and turned into a ball of blood mist.

"The technique of surrogate death?"

Qin Zhiming, who was looking in the direction of the voice, retracted his gaze and looked at Yi Nian.

Yinian said nothing, and clenched the green snake-shaped short staff in his hands.

"Okay, let's stop here."

After hearing these words, the thought of using a killing move and fighting to the death froze in silence.

"What do you mean?"

After getting rid of the shadow on his body, Qin Zhiming squatted down to check on Mu Yulan and Zhou Wuyou, who were bleeding from all seven orifices on the ground.

“These two people are dead, and I am the only one left here.

I have the confidence to kill you, but I don’t have the confidence to kill so many of you.”

Yi Nian followed the finger Qin Zhiming extended and looked at his companions who were casting spells nearby.

“If I interrupt their spellcasting, they will definitely not let me go.

By then, neither I nor any of you present here will be able to take the top spot."

After understanding the meaning behind Qin Zhiming's words, he did not let down his guard.

"So? You don't mean to say that you want to cooperate with us Buddhists to deal with Taoism?"

“Of course not, I just want to say that we can both get what we want.

I don't want to be pushed around and lose the chance to win the championship.

You certainly don't want to let Deng Youwen's plan succeed.

In that case, I have a suggestion.

You help me do one thing, and after you're done, I'll leave here.

After I leave, we can continue to fight for the top spot and fight to the death, how about that? "

Yi Nian stroked his short staff and remained silent. "You have just seen my ability. If I want to destroy the Buddhist spell, you can't stop me.

As for them, I guarantee that I can replace more than half of them before they kill me.

In that situation, Buddhism is definitely no match for Taoism."

After a moment, Yinian sighed and put down the short stick.

"What do you want us to do?"

"It's very simple. Send me a signal."

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On the battlefield.

Staring at the white fog in front of him, Wu Yunsheng stopped and looked around.

Since he and his companions were wearing the armor of Hao warriors, the nearby Hao warriors did not recognize them as lowly slave soldiers.

However, this also meant that they could no longer retreat, otherwise they would be discovered by the Hao warriors nearby.

Previously, due to the obstruction of the white fog, before outsiders could notice anything was wrong, these retreating slave soldiers had already disappeared in the white fog.

Now, the white fog only covers a fixed area.

In addition, as more and more slave soldiers gathered around them, any movement of these hundreds of people would attract the attention of the surrounding Hao warriors.

The problem is that they have no choice but to move. At this moment, the Hao warriors near Wu Yunsheng and others all cast puzzled looks at them.

"What are you doing standing here? Are you going to charge with the brothers?"

The Hao warrior reached out and patted the shoulder of the slave soldier next to him. The slave soldier had a stiff expression and didn't know what to say for a moment.
"Not just you, but all of you, why aren't you moving?"

The questions raised by the nosy Hao warriors attracted the attention of more and more Hao warriors.

Seeing this, the slave soldiers closest to him clenched their weapons, ready to silence him.

The next moment, the Hao warrior hugged the stiff slave soldier's shoulders.

"You are so young? Whose doll is it? Are you scared?"

Seeing that the slave soldier didn't answer, he thought he guessed right.

He sighed deeply and patted the slave soldier's chest:

"It's okay. Is this your first time on the battlefield? It's normal to be afraid.

I am afraid too, but fear is useless. Only the weapons in my hands are useful.

When the enemy sees you kids gathered together, they will be more afraid of you than you are.”

The Hao warrior laughed and joked.

The goodwill expressed out of mistaken belief in equality of status made the slave soldiers at a loss when they heard these words.

They had never encountered such a situation before. The person who used to be arrogant and abusive was now so gentle.

"Well, you follow behind us.

We will protect you and move forward.

Brothers, is there anything wrong with that? "

As soon as these words were spoken, the companions around the Hao warrior began to echo them.

"Of course, how can we let the baby walk in front of us?"

"Follow us closely! See how we kill the enemy!"

“Let me teach you how to kill the enemy, but don’t teach them bad things.

Forget it, just learn from me!"

The old soldiers of the Hao clan who were laughing and joking with each other made the slave soldiers even more confused.

Why did these people beat and scold me when I was a slave soldier?

When I became equal to them, they seemed like different people, becoming friendly and kind.

Wu Yunsheng, who had taken in everything, murmured to himself:
"Master is right. It's not one person that is wrong, it's the world that is wrong.

We don’t want to change these people, we want to change everything that exists.”

"What? What are you talking about?"

Jiuchuan, who was beside Wu Yunsheng, and Tong Cheng, a disciple of Huo Shantian, were puzzled. What was this guy talking about?

The next moment, golden light rose in the distance.

The golden light exploded and turned into a huge flag with the word "Wu" engraved on it.

In an instant, Wu Yunsheng, who saw the flag flying, raised his sword and laughed wildly and roared:

"Bless me, God of War! Victory in every battle!

Everyone! Follow me to overthrow this!"

(End of this chapter)