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

Chapter 72: Fighting
Crack! The long stick broke, Qin Zhiming broke free from the shackles and rushed into the crowd.

Roars, howls of pain, and groans followed one after another.

Ten breaths later, more than a dozen people had turned into minced meat.

Except for the blood on his hands and the soles of his shoes, Qin Zhiming's whole body was unharmed and spotless.

He looked ahead and saw the Jingtao people retreating one after another, not daring to move forward.

"Who else wants to stop me?"

Some people want to run, but haven't turned around yet.

Puff! A knife pierced his abdomen.

"He who retreats will die! Stop him!"

The big bull with blood on his face and wearing iron armor drew his knife, pushed down the corpse, and stood out from the crowd.

The knife in his hand was full of holes and the edge was bent.

The iron armor was covered with cracks and hammer marks, and the gaps were filled with minced meat, like a fierce general who had just come down from the battlefield.

He had met Qin Zhiming at the city gate before.

He spat into the pool of blood on the ground, and wiped his face to remove the scraps of flesh.

"Why are the Fanhai Gang here to join in the fun?"

After he finished speaking, he handed the knife in his hand to his brother, who took over the double knives with uncurled blades.

Qin Zhiming took a stance upon seeing this:
"My brother is inside, we have no choice but to force our way in."

"And you killed so many of my brothers? Show me your true abilities!"

Da Niu roared, clenched his right hand upright and his left hand backward, and rushed out like a gyroscope, slashing towards Qin Zhiming.

Da Niu’s knife is fierce, but Qin Zhiming’s fist is even more fierce.

His punches were as powerful as thunder, and you could hear an explosion every time he struck.

Daniu used all his strength, exerting 120% of his strength, to barely block his punch.

Every time the blade hit his fist, Daniu's muscles and bones would ache and his hands would go numb.

He felt as if he was chopping down an ancient, heavy clock.

Every time the knife hit him, the bell shook, and the vibration from the blade made his whole body tremble.

If you can’t hold on, you’ll die!

This thought supported Daniu's body and made him swing his sword regardless of the consequences.

Unfortunately, all strength will eventually run out.

Bang! Daniu knelt on his right knee, raised his crossed swords, and his armor shattered.

Above the two swords was Qin Zhiming’s right wrist, which was smashing down.

Looking at the clenched teeth of the big bull, Qin Zhiming said:
"you..."

"What me! Die!"

Da Niu vomited blood and roared, stood up, lifted Qin Zhiming's right wrist, and swung the knife again.

Faster! Faster! I want to go faster!
The knife in Da Niu's hand flashed faster and faster, almost covering Qin Zhiming's entire body.

The next moment, Da Niu slashed with both swords.

Bang! The two swords shattered, and the smooth blades reflected the expressions of the two men.

Da Niu's face turned red, veins bulged, and he looked at the exploded fragments in disbelief.

Qin Zhiming had a blank expression on his face, and there were two red marks on his right arm that was blocking his body.

Not fast enough! The thought flashed through his mind.

Da Niu moved. He lowered his head and bent over, tightly gripping the broken knife, and stabbed towards Qin Zhiming's neck from bottom to top.

Qin Zhiming had no time to retreat and suddenly looked up. The broken blade brushed past his chin and a strand of hair fell off.

He touched the red mark on his chin and glanced at the big bull who was standing there in a daze.

"Break through the Flesh Training Realm?"

Da Niu subconsciously wanted to answer, but Qin Zhiming kicked him into the crowd in front.

Four or five people in the crowd tried to stop him with their hands, but as soon as they made contact, their arms suddenly broke and bones popped out of their flesh.

Da Niu fell to the ground, surrounded by his brothers who were injured or killed by him.

Listening to the wailing in his ears, he struggled to get up and wanted to continue rushing forward.

Suddenly, a hand grabbed his shoulder.

He turned his head and saw a burly man who was a head taller than him.

"Brother Tai?"

Taehyung patted his shoulder.

"Breakthrough, great, leave the rest to me.

I have killed all the heavily armored soldiers at the gate of Di Mansion.

You lead your brothers to attack."

After Taixiong finished speaking, he looked at the corpses and blood scattered behind Qin Zhiming.

He took a stance and stepped forward:
“Ferocious Tiger Qin Zhiming, what’s the point of bullying the weak?
Let me, a person of the same realm, fight with you for a few moves."

Boom! Taehyung turned into a black shadow and rushed towards Qin Zhiming.

The two men fought each other with fists and feet.

Bang, bang, bang! Every impact made a loud and dull sound.

The nearby iron shop was shaken, and many tiles on the eaves fell to the ground. When Daniu saw this, he realized that Qin Zhiming was just playing with him.

He couldn't even see the fist shadows of the two men clearly.

"Go!" He picked up the two knives on the ground, turned around and continued to kill the Di family.

He wanted to take advantage of the time when Taixiong was holding Qin Zhiming back and try to attack Di Mansion as much as possible.

Qin Zhiming also realized that Taexiong was trying to hold him back, so he exerted force suddenly and pushed Taexiong away.

Taehyung steadied his body, immediately took a step sideways, kicked Qin Zhiming on the back of the knee, and poked his lower back with both hands.

Feeling the strong wind coming from behind, Qin Zhiming did a sideways kick.

He kicked Tae-woong's crossed hands, causing him to take several steps back.

Taehyung's arms were shaking and his muscles were aching.

"What a strong shock." He said with a gloomy face.

Qin Zhiming faces Taexiong, and it seems that he can only move forward smoothly if he kills him.

Hiss! Taehyung's arms swelled up and burst his clothes.

Then, the swollen and red muscles in his arms spread to his back, and his clothes on his back were torn to pieces.

The strong red muscles under the exposed skin are tangled together to form a fierce human face.

This is the origin of his nickname "Evil-faced Hero".

"I heard you were born with brute strength. What a coincidence. I was born with a powerful punch!!!"

The human face's mouth gradually opened wider as Taehyung punched, and the muscles on both sides of the mouth flowed and squeezed towards the right arm.

Taehyung's red right arm suddenly grew longer and slammed into Qin Zhiming like a battering ram.

Qin Zhiming also punched back.

BANG!!! The two fists collided, making a thunderous sound.

The sound was so loud that people on the long street covered their ears and frowned.

Qin Zhiming looked at his red right fist and the traces of his retreat on the ground, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

This was the first time he fought with someone and was beaten back.

Taehyung put his right hand behind his back, his fist bones aching.

However, he still looked calm and waved to Qin Zhiming with his left hand, indicating him to continue.

Qin Zhiming pulled off his upper body clothes, revealing his muscular outline that looked like it was carved by a knife or an axe.

He was like a white jade statue, striking a pose, taking off the silk book wrapped around his left arm, wrapping it around his waist, and his body swelled slightly.

"Come on! Let's see who has the harder punch!"

The two men collided again and continued to punch each other's bodies.

Strong gusts of wind blew away along with the continuous sound of gas explosions.

The blood, minced meat and body parts on the ground were blown in all directions.

On the long street, people ignored the fighting and hurriedly retreated, fearing that they would be affected by the two.

With each punch, the skin on Tae-hyung and Qin Zhiming's fists slowly disappeared, revealing scarlet throbbing muscles.

At this moment, their bodies were covered with bruises and bloody fist marks.

“Show me your killer move!” Taehyung roared, his internal energy flowing into his whole body, bronze color emerging from his skin.

Killer move [Iron Skin and Bones]!
"So you are from Qianjun Martial Arts School!"

Qin Zhiming's internal energy circulated throughout his body, his muscles bulged and his figure expanded.

Killer move [Tiger Roaring Golden Bell]!
The skills they practiced belonged to hard Qigong, and their killer moves were all aimed at strengthening themselves.

It is impossible to kill the opponent instantly, so you need to continue fighting.

The yellow fist shadow collides with the white fist shadow.

One punch, four punches, ten punches, twenty punches,

Tae-hyung's body was covered with more and more bloody wounds, while Qin Zhiming's body was only covered with bruises, and the blood was Tae-hyung's.

Taixiong was breathing heavily, his eyes were red. All his bones had been shattered by the shock force contained in Qin Zhiming's fist, as well as his internal organs.

He didn't understand why the shock force contained in Qin Zhiming's internal energy was so powerful if the Tiger Roaring Golden Bell Cover was not mainly for defense?

At this point, he could only continue punching.

A moment passed, and Taehyung's punches became slower and slower.

Looking at the tireless Qin Zhiming in front of him, he was a little dazed.

Doesn’t this guy know he’s tired?

Qin Zhiming frowned. He felt that Taehyung's punching power had weakened, and he was not satisfied yet.

The thought flashed through his mind, and Qin Zhiming kicked up a piece of gravel with his foot.

In the crowd not far away, a member of the Jingtao Gang who was fighting with others had a round hole on his head and fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Taehyung was furious and mustered up the strength to punch again.

Unfortunately, his internal energy was gradually exhausted during the fight, and the bronze color on his body slowly disappeared.

Bang! Qin Zhiming punched the jaw and knocked the exhausted Taixiong to the ground.

He shook his neck unhappily and let out a breath.

It feels like when you are about to sweat after practicing boxing, and then suddenly stop practicing, but still feel like you haven’t finished practicing yet.

"I gave you a chance, but you didn't use it."

(End of this chapter)