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

Chapter 393: Accidentally Hiding the Truth

In the white fog.

Xu Le and Hao Shen exchanged punches and kicks, and every collision produced a dull sound like thunder.

Bang!
Hao Shen was hit in the chest by Xu Le's punch and took several steps back.

He quickly stopped and his fists turned into shadows and struck out continuously.

Countless fist shadows connected together, rushing towards Xu Le like a violent storm.

Xu Le did not dodge or evade. He crossed his arms and swung them diagonally, trying to cut off the fist shadow.

Bang! ! !
The two's attacks collided and they both retreated at the same time.

Two crisscrossing wounds that exposed the bones appeared on Hao Shen's chest and abdomen.

There were dents all over Xu Le's body and blood was flowing from the corners of his mouth.

Looking at Hao Shen's two quickly healing wounds, Xu Le wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his right hand and spread out his arms.

The next moment, a huge, wriggling mountain of flesh appeared from behind him.

After three breaths, several fist marks appeared on the meat mountain, and Xu Le's injuries disappeared.

At this moment, he turned his head and grinned, "Not pretending anymore?"

Qin Zhiming, walking slowly with his upper body naked, smiled and shook his head:

"Don't talk nonsense. I was really enlightened just now."

Qin Zhiming glanced at the mountain of meat. Compared with before, there were many more concave marks on it.

"How's it going?"

Qin Zhiming stood beside him and looked at Hao Shen.

"Just now it was five-five, now it's four-six."

"Who's four? Who's six?"

Xu Le retracted the smile on his face and said solemnly:
“I’m four, he’s six.

After fighting for dozens of moves, he has already learned 90% of my skills.

Many times, he knew where I was going to attack before I even made a move.

I'm afraid that in a little while, I won't be able to hit him.

The most important thing is that he was out-consuming me, and I couldn’t out-consume him.”

Qin Zhiming nodded: "Okay, get ready."

Just as the two were about to take action, Hao Shen suddenly spoke;
"why?"

Xu Le was stunned: "Why?"

"Why are you attacking me?"

"You are the only god in this world. Only by killing you can we prove our strength."

Hearing this, Hao Shen frowned, stretched out his finger and pointed at Qin Zhiming.

"That..."

Qin Zhiming raised his foot and wanted to move forward, but unexpectedly, an arm suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Brother Xu, what does this mean? Were you converted by him?"

Qin Zhiming smiled as he looked at Xu Le who stretched out his left arm to stop him.

Xu Le smiled back:

"I want to ask Brother Qin, what do you mean? Why don't you let him finish his words?
And when we just fought, why did he kill others but not you?"

"He said he could help me deal with some people, so I didn't kill him."

Haoshen's face was expressionless, and there was no emotion in his voice.

Xu Le stared at Qin Zhiming with fierce eyes and asked Hao Shen:

"Then why did you listen to him? Why did you believe him?"

"Because he is the only one here who is qualified to communicate with me."

After saying this, Xu Le immediately adjusted his posture.

He no longer faced Hao Shen directly, but slightly turned towards Qin Zhiming.

“Why is he qualified?”

"He is already a demigod and will soon become a god."

Before Haoshen finished speaking, Qin Zhiming took a step back to avoid Xu Le's swung left arm.

"Brother Xu, are you crazy?"

The smile on Qin Zhiming's face made Xu Le even more annoyed.

He looked directly into Qin Zhiming's eyes and spoke word by word:
"Brother Qin is really capable. He actually wants to conceal the truth."

Qin Zhiming still smiled: "If I say that I hit the jackpot by accident, would you believe me, Brother Xu?"

"Do you think I will believe it?!"

Xu Le shouted and stomped the ground, his right elbow back, his right arm pulled into a bow shape, and his fist shot like an arrow towards Qin Zhiming.

Qin Zhiming did not retreat but advanced, put the five fingers of his left hand together, bent over and rushed forward.

The moment the incoming right fist brushed past his neck, Qin Zhiming struck out with his left hand.

Stab it!

Xu Le turned sideways, and his shoulder was pierced by a spear-like blow from bottom to top. At this moment, Qin Zhiming did not choose to pursue, but turned around and swung his arm to block Hao Shen's left leg that kicked towards Xu Le's waist.

Tick ​​tock.

The meat mountain reappeared, blood flowed from the shoulder and the wound gradually healed.

"Now that things have come to this, what do you want to do?"

As Qin Zhiming spoke, he thrust out a palm and hit Hao Shen in the abdomen.

Then, a wave of muscles surged from the waist and spread to the shoulders.

As the shoulder pushed the forearm out, the wave also ran along the forearm towards Qin Zhiming's palm.

Bang! ! !
A clearly visible white shock wave exploded from the right palm, and the enormous force caused Hao Shen to retreat again and again.

Xu Le took a deep breath and adjusted his mentality. He looked at Hao Shen expressionlessly and said:
"Do I still have a chance?"

Qin Zhiming smiled and nodded:

"Half an hour, at least you still have half an hour.

During this half hour, you can choose to accept it calmly and sit down to rest, or choose to do your best to kill me and him. "

After listening to this, Xu Le smiled grimly.

"That's great. I can kill both of you in less than half an hour."

"What a coincidence, I thought so too."

Looking at Hao Shen who was rushing towards him, Qin Zhiming also had a creepy grin on his face.

"Daoist disciples! Stay away from us! Encircle and destroy the Buddhist sect! There is no need to deal with Hao Shen anymore!"

After Xu Le yelled this, his figure turned into a shadow and crashed into Qin Zhiming.

At this time, Yao Yu, who used his mental power to influence the airflow and turned it into a strong wind to blow away the poisonous fog, breathed a sigh of relief after hearing a roar not far away.

If no one came to help him, he would die at Bu Tong's hands.

Looking at the Taoist disciples running towards him, Bu Tong, whose head had turned into a snake head, snorted coldly:
"Want to win? Ask me first?!"

Wow!
A poisonous mist like a tide instantly gushed out from the raised snake head.

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Behind the snake clan.

Bang! ! !
The pile of rocks formed by the collapsed high slope suddenly shattered, and dozens of figures jumped out.

Looking around, he saw that out of the thirty-nine spellcasting mages, only twenty-eight were left.

Burning with rage, he cast his gaze towards the rear of the Hao clan.

“The price that the Dao Sect paid for hindering our spellcasting must be high.

Master Yuanwei, please lead thirteen mages over there and kill the Taoist who is casting spells there.

After dealing with them, come and support us immediately.

The rest of you! Follow me! Let’s help Master Budong win the championship!”

While commanding all the Buddhists with one thought, Deng Youwen, with Qin Zhiming's figure reflected in his pupils, suddenly turned his head and looked at Sikong Wan.

"Why are both good and evil energies rushing towards him?!"

Sikong Wan, who was sitting cross-legged on the high platform, smiled slightly.

"What do you think?"

Deng Youwen frowned, followed the good and evil energies flowing towards Qin Zhiming, and saw the slave soldiers leaving.

At this moment, in his eyes, countless energies of good and evil were emerging from the heads of the slave soldiers and flying towards where Qin Zhiming was.

"When did he find so many believers?!"

The good and evil energies generated in people's hearts flow autonomously towards a certain thing.

There are only two possibilities for this situation: forging an immortal weapon or devoting one's faith.

It is absolutely impossible to forge an immortal weapon. After all, only immortals can forge immortal weapons.

Then there is only one possibility left, that the slave soldiers have all become Qin Zhiming's believers and are devoting their faith to him.

"He didn't seek it out, but people voluntarily worshipped him as a god."

Deng Youwen didn't believe Sikong Wan's explanation. In his opinion, all this must be Qin Zhiming's plan.

Unexpectedly, everyone was kept in the dark by him.

Thinking of this, Deng Youwen continued to observe Qin Zhiming.

No, the good and evil energies of the slave soldiers are not enough to make them immortal.

Deng Youwen, who discovered this, walked up to Sikong Wan.

"What's next? What's his plan?"

Sikong Wan shook his head: "My cooperation with him is limited to disrupting Buddhist magic. I don't know what he will do next."

From Sikong Wan's gaze, Deng Youwen could tell that she was not lying.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at Qin Zhiming again:
"Want to win? It's not that easy."

(End of this chapter)