Chapter 36: Asura Son's Fame

Volume 1 Chapter 36

Qin Ming paused for a while, and stood up under the unbelievable eyes of everyone. He shrugged his shoulders, moved his body, and once again assumed the starter pose of King Kong Jin. He swayed his four fingers and hooked Mu Zixiu.

Without saying a word, he invited to fight again.

His physical physique has been transformed many times by Shengshengjue, and he is much tougher than ordinary people. Especially in the second stage of Shengshengjue's transformation, his physical toughness is at least ten times stronger than that of ordinary people.

Mu Zixiu didn't believe his eyes, so he stood up again? He is up again!

Many people looked at each other in dismay, strong support? Or can we really fight again? They looked strange, looking at Qin Ming from a distance, his silent, silent, dashing appearance gave people inexplicable pressure. Covered with injuries and blood, many female disciples did not dare to look at it.

"Okay! Very good! Today really opened my eyes!" Mu Zixiu spat out a mouthful of blood and breathed deeply, calming down his churning blood.

People look at Qin Ming, look at Mu Zixiu, is there going to be another change?

"Half the time left, Mu Zixiu, fight fast, what are you dawdling at." Some people watching the excitement shouted from the audience.

Mu Zixiu's red eyes stared at the crowd, the disciple shrank his neck and did not dare to shout.

But he didn't dare to speak, but someone didn't care.

"Senior brother of Lingwu Seventh Layer can't beat Junior Brother of Fifth Layer, Mu Zixiu, you really give your master a face."

All the disciples were startled, who was so bold, but after looking at the prestige, they all shut up, who? Iron Mountain River!

"Don't be arrogant. When I defeat Qin Ming, I will challenge you another day." Mu Zixiu responded coldly.

"Let's talk when you defeat Qin Ming, the time is up. It's faster than you think, isn't it?"

"Enough." Mu Zixiu charged towards Qin Ming again, but this time he didn't use the Starbreaker Step, he charged in a straight line, and his momentum was soaring. The arc filled his body again, getting stronger and thicker, almost drowning him.

Qin Ming frowned slightly, clearly feeling Mu Zixiu's murderous aura, which was not the same as before.

"If you want to hit hard, I will make you!" Mu Zixiu shouted, and after more than ten steps, he rose from the ground, and his full right fist slammed into Qin Ming. the entire right arm.

True Thunder Trial, paragraph 5!

True thunder roars!

This is his strongest martial art, and it is also the last paragraph of the True Thunder Trial.

Mu Zixiu was provoked, and he didn't want to delay any longer, he wanted to defeat Qin Ming with one blow.

The audience was quiet quickly, only Cai Yi was anxiously reminding Qin Ming: "Don't make a hard connection, get out of the way! Time is running out, you can delay until the end, you can definitely do it."

"You are proud enough to let me perform the fifth stage. Today's battle is over, and this is the end." Mu Zixiu swiped his right arm violently, and the gathered thunder and lightning brightened to the extreme, like a blooming scorching sun. The small half of the martial arts platform was submerged in the dazzling light, and they couldn't see anything at all. Can you imagine Qin Ming's current situation, hide? Can't dodge.

The disciples in the audience held their breaths, trying to see the situation of the battle, but they couldn't see anything.

Qin Ming didn't mean to dodge, his face was solemn, his eyes closed, and he began to release the fifth stage of King Kong Jin - King Kong Boundless.

His whole body was flushed with red skin, his blood was scalding hot, his clothes were long and his hair was windless, and he burst out with a punch.

The explosive power of 5,000 pounds!

At this moment, Mu Zixiu's offensive came, and the lightning that swelled to the size of a human head... exploded...

Strong confrontation, life and death confrontation.

True Thunder Roar VS King Kong Boundless.

"Crack!"

A loud bang, like a thunderbolt on the ground, vibrated on the Yanwu platform and swept the audience. Many people's ears only buzzed and they lost their hearing.

In the depths of the strong light, Mu Zixiu released it with a grim smile, intending to abolish Qin Ming.

However……

Qin Ming's heavy punch unexpectedly shattered the exploding thunder tide, pierced through it as a whole, and hit Mu Zixiu's fist.

At this moment, at the same time as the thunder and lightning roared through the audience, there was actually the sound of broken bones, and the shrill screams that followed, but they were mercilessly drowned out by the thunder.

Qin Ming was shaken by the bursting 'True Thunder Roar', and he barely stopped after taking more than ten steps back. The right fist and right arm were dripping with blood, which was the wound left when the thunder and lightning penetrated, but the injury was not serious.

The seemingly powerful True Thunder Roar was shattered by his King Kong power, turning into a chaotic arc of scattered arcs.

He was standing and retreating, but Mu Zixiu rolled over and rolled out. He rolled over twenty meters, lying on the ground screaming, his right arm had changed shape and was twisted irregularly.

The whole place was silent, and no one could see what happened at that moment.

Qin Ming won? Defeat Mu Zixiu?

He really defeated the direct disciple of the seventh layer with the strength of the fifth layer of Lingwu?

If it was an ordinary disciple, he could barely accept it, but Mu Zixiu was a direct disciple, and he was also a direct disciple of the Great Elder.

This incredible thing actually happened in front of their eyes?

"My hand, my hand..." Mu Zixiu rolled on the spot, his screams became hoarse, and many female disciples turned their heads away and did not dare to watch Yanwutai again.

"Senior Brother Mu!" Several disciples woke up, hurriedly rushed to the martial arts stage, and hurriedly helped Mu Zixiu up.

Mu Zixiu was pale, full of cold sweat, panting violently, screaming in disbelief, and didn't even have the energy to curse Qin Ming. His hand was broken, his hand was broken, and the wound was shocking.

Qin Ming swayed and stood for a while, and sat collapsed on the cold stone surface of Yanwutai.

The audience continued to be quiet, and thousands of disciples looked at him strangely, even forgot to applaud, and didn't know how to applaud.

Ling Xue, Ding Dian, Han Qianye and others were all silent.

"Qin Ming, you are in trouble, let's wait and see." The disciples said harsh words and hurriedly left the martial arts field behind Mu Zixiu's back. If they were rescued in time, they might be able to keep his hand.

Ke Yueqing suddenly stopped in front of them and said coldly, "I'm willing to admit defeat!"

"What do you mean?" Several disciples looked at Yueqing angrily.

"Three Lingzhu grass."

"We will give it."

"Now!"

"We will give it!"

"Now!" Yueqing's voice suddenly mentioned, with an unquestionable majesty in the coldness. This scene made many people change their color and looked at Yueqing in disbelief, even more surprised than seeing Qin Ming play Thunder Snake before. What is this for? Yueqing still has such a tough side?

"Yueqing, don't deceive people too much." Mu Zixiu's face was pale, and the pain caused him to sweat coldly.

"Three Spirit Orb Grass, willing to admit defeat, without this kind of tolerance, what kind of personal disciple are you." Yueqing stopped there, without any intention of giving in. The purpose of Mu Zixiu taking the stage today is to abolish Qin Ming, or even kill Qin Ming. There is absolutely no need to be soft-hearted towards such people.

"We will give it!" A disciple almost shouted.

"I don't understand people's words, bring it here! Right now!" Caiyi accompanied Yueqing, her tone even more rude. "When you come to the competition, you should bring Lingzhu grass in advance. This is basic respect. Why, didn't you think that you would lose?"

"Get it for me!" Mu Zixiu urged the disciples around him with a pale face.

The disciple left in a hurry, but it took at least an incense stick to go back and forth from the martial arts field to Mu Zixiu's residence, not to mention that Mu Zixiu couldn't have three Lingzhu grass there, and he had to go to other places to gather it, not half an hour, Can't come back.

Yueqing stood there, like an iceberg, coldly on the edge of Yanwutai. Not only made Mu Zixiu angry, but also brought heavy pressure to the audience.

'Golden Sword' Mu Cheng looked at the resolute Yueqing, and then took a deep look at Qin Ming, his eyes flashed with icy coldness, and he retreated silently.

"Qin Ming... Qin Ming... It's interesting..." Ding Dian and Han Qianye looked at each other for a few seconds, but they both laughed silently, and left the martial arts arena in silence.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!" Tieshanhe clapped three times and left the martial arts field.

Huyan Zhuozhuo stood in the crowd and looked at Qin Ming with bright eyes. If he was just interested in the past, he would consider winning him over today.

Ling Xue had already left the martial arts field, and no one noticed when she left.

The direct disciples left one after another, more or less with approval. The other disciples refused to leave for a long time, and the atmosphere gradually became hot.

Yueqing instructed Caiyi: "help Qin Ming back first."

Cai Yi ran to Qin Ming's side briskly, and supported him without any suspicion: "Can you still walk?"

Qin Ming paused for a while and stood up.

The crowd automatically parted ways and watched him leave the martial arts field.

The result of today's battle was something that no one expected. How could a fifth-level heaven win a seventh-level heaven? What's more, Qin Ming is self-taught, while Mu Zixiu is personally trained by the elders, which should not be on the same level at all.

Some people are thinking about Qin Ming's martial arts. One was picked up two months ago, and the other was taken from Wuzong Pavilion a month ago. He has easily mastered them all? Is this kid really a genius?

But no matter what, after today, Qin Ming's name is no longer limited to the lower circles, and it is enough for many direct disciples to face him.