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

Chapter 63 Nightfall
The blood dragon nodded.

“He is different from you, he has a strangeness in him, and he can communicate with the evil weapon’s mind without any magic.

Both monsters and evil things are born from evil energy, so the two can communicate with each other.

A powerful monster will have several evil items on his body."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left without asking Qin Zhiming what the capabilities of the evil weapon were. After all, that was Qin Zhiming's own business.

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The night is getting dark.

Xue Hu, reeking of alcohol, walked alone on the long street.

He was strong and had a face full of flesh. In his right hand he held four or five books tied with hemp rope.

The bluestone road under my feet was covered with blood.

There were still many uncollected corpses on both sides of the road.

He looked in the direction of the sound and saw a group of rats gnawing on the corpse.

The corpse was naked, with wide eyes, broken nails on both hands, bruises all over, and its hands and feet bent and twisted.

Seeing the corpse that had been abused during its lifetime, Xue Hu somehow thought of the daughter of the owner of the Bai family shop at noon.

He has a handsome face and a voice as sweet as an oriole. Especially when he was frightened by the thugs from the Jingtao Gang, he looked so adorable.

And when I blew the thug's head off, the look she gave me made me feel itchy inside.

Thinking of this, Xue Hu walked forward, kicked the rat away, pulled off the clothes of the other corpse, and covered the female corpse.

After doing this, he scratched his head and muttered:
"Is this weird? I still have such a kind heart? Maybe it's time to find a wife?"

After he finished speaking, he nodded thoughtfully and walked away slowly.

As he walked, he frowned and looked forward.

"Which damn guy put the door panel on the road?"

I saw that in the darkness not far away there seemed to be a door panel standing in the middle of the road.

Wait, why is there a short stick stuck on the door panel?

Xue Hu, who was rushing forward angrily, stopped.

At this moment, the door panel slowly turned, and a man in a hooded black robe appeared.

Looking at the black-robed man carrying the door panel on his back, Xue Hu realized something was wrong.

That doesn't seem to be a door panel, but a knife?

No, it's more like a piece of iron than a knife.

Broad, heavy, and huge.

The blade flashed coldly under the moonlight.

"Can you swing such a heavy knife?"

Xue Hu grinned and took a stance.

In an instant, his muscles tensed and a trace of copper emerged from his skin.

Soon the bronze color spread all over his body and Xue Hu turned into a bronze man.

"You're from the Jingtao Gang? I killed so many of you during the day, and you still dare to show up in front of me at night?"

The man in black robe drew the huge sword from his back and stood with it horizontally.

The voice coming out of his mouth was indistinguishable between male and female, and extremely powerful:
"Take my sword. After one sword, we'll have settled our grudges."

Xue Hu frowned. The aura emanating from the man in black robe was as majestic and boundless as a mountain, which was obviously not something a gang thug could possess.

"Martial artist? Which martial arts school?"

The man in black robe ignored Xue Hu's question: "Are you ready?"

"Hey!" Xue Hu shouted angrily, his internal energy surged, and his body suddenly expanded.

"Hide your head and show your tail! Die!"

Xue Hu roared, stepped forward, twisted his waist and hips, and threw a punch.

Bang! A strong wind blew along his right fist, sweeping around.

The wind blew so hard that the tightly closed windows of the shops on both sides creaked.

The next moment, Xue Hu looked down in disbelief at the torn clothes on his abdomen.

At some point, a man in a black robe holding a sword appeared behind him.

"Such a heavy knife? Why is it so fast?"

Xue Hu smiled bitterly and turned to ask.

"The grudge is over."

After the black-robed man finished speaking, he strode away without looking back.

"Huh, huh."

Xue Hu panted and crawled into the alley.

Looking at the house with lanterns hanging not far away.

Reluctantly, he stretched out his hand, wanting to climb a little further.

But he was so exhausted that even keeping breathing was difficult.

Suddenly, the door opened and a figure walked out slowly. It was a young man in a robe.

The young man took deep breaths, trying to suppress the inexplicable uneasiness in his heart.

At this moment, he thought of something and turned his head to look towards the alley.

Then, the young man with bloodshot eyes ran quickly to Xue Hu.

He sat on the ground with red eyes, putting Xue Hu on his lap, looking at the blood oozing from his waist and his exposed internal organs, feeling a little overwhelmed.

Xue Hu forced a smile:

"It's no wonder your brother loves you so much that he even came out to pick me up."

"Brother! Who did it?" Xue Wen Ce gritted his teeth and spoke word by word.

Xue Hu said nonchalantly:
"It's normal for a warrior to be beaten to death. I couldn't even block a single blow from him, so I deserved to die."

After he finished speaking, he grabbed Xue Wen Ce's right arm:

"After I die, you must immediately take your parents to Qianjun Martial Arts School! Don't waste a moment!

There is a box under the bed in my room, which contains the money I have saved over the years.

Take out half of that money and give it to the owner. It will be enough to keep you safe during this period."

Xue Hu's voice became smaller and smaller, and his breath became weaker and weaker.

“I don’t let you practice martial arts normally because I think I can protect you.

Warriors are always fighting and killing, they are not as good as scholars who can study and become officials.

Now, you choose.

If you want to learn martial arts, you must find a way to get a man named Guan Yangran from Qianjun Martial Arts School to accept you.

He is from a big martial arts school. There is a future if we follow him..."

Xue Wen Ce, with tears on his face, gently closed the eyelids of the dead Xue Hu.

"Brother, don't worry, I will not be a human being if I don't take revenge!"

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Duckweed Street.

Since this is the Fanhai Gang's territory, it was not in chaos.

Xu Huan let out a long sigh, dragged his tired body, and walked towards home step by step.

After the matter at the small pier was over, Brother Hu and Ah Huai followed Xuelong.

Before leaving, Brother Hu instructed himself to let the brothers in his own branch help the brothers at the small pier to clean up the mess.

Even if Brother Hu didn't say it, I would ask him to send someone to help.

I came from a small pier, and my master, as the branch leader, always takes care of me...

Thinking of this, Xu Huan's mind flashed with Zhong Quan's chopped-off head.

He kicked a stone on the roadside angrily.

He still didn't understand why Nie Hongshen and Yuan Yao became members of the Fanhai Gang?
He brought Zhong Quan's body back to the Zhong family, but couldn't stand the gaze of his master's wife, so he ran away.

I wanted to finish the matter at the small pier and ask Brother Hu for clarification, but I was stopped by Chen Youhuang.

It was Blood Dragon who made the decision regarding the small pier, so he should put the overall situation first and not put Brother Hu in a difficult position.

"The overall situation is more important. It's not your master who died. It's easy to say that."

Xu Huan complained to himself.

Even though he complained, he also understood that this matter had nothing to do with Qin Zhiming.

Xuelong is a person who is second only to the leader of the Fanhai Gang, and any decision he makes is equivalent to an order from Hong Gong.

Not wanting to think about his troubles anymore, Xu Huan quickened his pace and prepared to go home for a good sleep.

As soon as he turned into the alley, he saw a lot of people standing in front of his house. Those people were his neighbors.

"What's going on? Why are you all still awake and gathering at my doorstep so late?"

Xu Huan asked with a smile.

(End of this chapter)