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

Chapter 3 Internal Qi
Wait until everyone leaves.

Qin Zhiming came to the gate of the bungalow carrying a bag of medicine.

There is a plaque hanging at the entrance of the compound.

Letter on the title: Tiger Martial Arts School.

Push open the wooden door.

The yard is littered with stones and stone locks of various sizes.

There were three blood-stained wooden dummies under the shade of the tree.

These are all things needed for practicing martial arts.

There is a dirty stove on the left side of the yard.

There was a big pot on top.

The bottom of the pot is all yellow.

Those are not dirt, but the residue left over from boiling medicine.

On the right side of the courtyard there is a big tree that requires two people to hug.

Under the tree canopy where green buds and bare branches intersect, there is a large, heavy wooden table.

At that time, this place was full of shirtless strong men who were practicing strength training.

It's empty now.

Random thoughts flashed through my mind.

Qin Zhiming pushed open the door to the inner room.

A strong medicinal smell hit my face.

There was also a slight smell of blood in it.

The inner room is a rectangular space.

After passing through the hall composed of chairs and screens, you will come to the bedroom behind the screen.

The smell of blood became stronger.

A middle-aged man was lying on a wooden bed, covered with a red quilt.

He looked pale, with no blood on his lips and cheeks.

A slender, fair-skinned woman was sitting beside the bed.

With a high ponytail and a red outfit, she looks heroic.

She was holding a bowl of medicine soup and feeding it to the middle-aged man spoonful by spoonful.

When she saw Qin Zhiming coming, her expression obviously relaxed.

"Little Junior Brother, where have you been?"

The woman's voice is very distinctive, clear as a bell.

"Senior sister, I'm going to buy medicine."

Qin Zhiming held up the medicine bag and smiled.

cough cough cough.

The middle-aged man coughed and, with the help of the woman, half sat and half lay on the pillow.

"You really went?"

Qin Zhiming did not answer and put the medicine bag on the table.

He walked to the bed and wrapped the quilt tightly around the middle-aged man with a smile.

"Master, how are you today?"

"Ahem, ahem, Feng Hongbo's punch can't kill me."

Even so, the coughing continued.

Qin Zhiming immediately told his sister:
"Sister, go and make some medicine for Master.

The herbs I brought today should help Master’s injury.”

Li Nianyao looked at her father, and only after seeing him nod in agreement did she take the medicine bag and walk out of the inner room.

"Where did you get the money? To buy the Hua family's medicine?"

Li Hu could tell from the way the medicine package was packed that it came from the Hua family.

The most expensive pharmacy in Chaolan County only sells the most expensive and best medicinal materials.

"Given by the gang."

"Money for life?"

Seeing Qin Zhiming smiling in silence.

Li Hu said self-deprecatingly:
“You were only fourteen or fifteen three years ago?

When learning martial arts, even the smallest amount of strength cannot lift a stone.

I never thought that now I have to rely on you to live."

"Master, that's too much.

This is what I should do.

If it weren’t for me, you wouldn’t have . . . ”

Li Hu raised his hand to stop Qin Zhiming from continuing.

“It has nothing to do with you if you are not as skilled as others.

Let's talk about the Fanhai Gang. What do you want me to do?"

"Chang Ren is here."

Hear the name.

Li Hu frowned:

"Is this the opportunity that Zhang Lin mentioned to reach the top overnight?

He is Chang Anhe's only son, and is protected by a flesh-training realm expert.

Can you do it?

“Don’t worry Master, I won’t be alone tomorrow night.

According to the lawyer, we just need to wait in Qinghua Lane.

Chang Ren will take the initiative to deliver it to your door."

Hearing this, Li Hu ignored Qin Zhiming's attempt to stop him.

He struggled to bend down and took out a wooden box from the secret compartment under the wooden bed.

Open the wooden box and there is a round jade pendant inside.

The jade pendant is engraved with a dragon and a tiger meeting.

“Take it. Since it’s night, you must be on guard against demons and monsters.

Carrying this jade pendant close to your body, it can save your life when necessary.

He was no match for him, so he turned around and ran to me.

Don't worry about Hong Jinlu holding you accountable. I have my own way to protect you."

【Discover the Desire Container】.

A voice suddenly sounded in Qin Zhiming's ears.

The voice was exactly the same as his own.

This made Qin Zhiming, who had taken the jade pendant, pause slightly.

Then he put the jade pendant into his arms as if nothing had happened.

"You will drink the medicine Nian Yao prepared later.

The fact that it can heal my wounds shows that the medicine is mild in nature. It can just replenish your Qi and blood, so that you can break through the physical training realm as soon as possible.

By then, as long as you don’t encounter a martial art like the Breaking Mountain Fist that is specifically designed to destroy the body.

With your mastery of the Tiger Roaring Golden Bell, generally no warrior of the same level can hurt you.

As for my injury, if I miss one dose of medicine, I won’t die.”

Having said that, Li Hu started coughing again.

Hearing his cough, a trace of worry flashed in Qin Zhiming's eyes.

The cough became more and more muffled.

Qin Zhiming patted him on the back.

“No need, Master, I drank Hong Gong’s wine and my whole body is still hot.

When I finish drinking all the alcohol in my stomach, I will probably break through to the Flesh Training Stage."

Li Hu was a little surprised.

"Hong Jinlu's Ten Thousand Blood Wine? How could he bear to let you drink that?"

“I took a punch from Blood Dragon and injured my right shoulder.

In order not to affect tomorrow night, let me have a drink. "

Qin Zhiming explained while taking off his upper body clothes.

The muscle contours are clearly visible under the fair skin.

There are spider-web-like scars on the skin.

There are scars all over his body, which are evidence of Qin Zhiming's fights with others.

There is a new injury on the right shoulder, but it looks like it's not serious.

“Although the Fanhai Gang is a gang, Hong Jinlu is very disciplined.

I guess he just wanted the blood dragon to test you, otherwise you would have died long ago."

Not long after, Li Nianyao came to the bedroom with medicine soup.

The chat between the master and the disciple brought a hint of tenderness to her eyes.

Li Hu took the small bowl and blew on the boiling hot medicine soup.

"Nian Yao, see your junior brother off."

"it is good."

The two walked out of the inner room together.

Qin Zhiming looked at his beautiful senior sister with bright eyes and white teeth standing on the steps.

The breeze blew gently, ruffling her hair.

A pair of phoenix eyes stared straight at him.

"Senior Sister, A-Lu is dead. She died in her bedroom. Her sternum was broken."

"My God."

Senior sister's surprised look made Qin Zhiming sigh.

Tiger E Li Nianyao would not be surprised by such things

"Third Senior Brother, Cheng Zhu, Liao Fei, and A-Lu, four of them are already dead.

Can't I let you vent your anger?"

Li Nianyao giggled and didn't answer.

Suddenly, Qin Zhiming reached out and grabbed her left hand.

Her face turned red instantly.

"You, you, you...what are you doing?"

"Sister, I'm not blaming you, I'm just worried about you.

If someone kills people at will and is discovered by the government, he will be executed in public.

When I finish my work tomorrow night, I will make those who leave the martial arts gym pay the price."

Qin Zhiming's eyes were full of determination.

Li Nianyao was silent for a moment and nodded.

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late at night.

Candlelight flickers.

A dark bedroom.

Qin Zhiming was shirtless and sweating profusely.

Keep practicing horizontal, vertical, and diagonal chopping.

What is held in the hand.

Not so much a knife.

It's more like a piece of iron.

Broad, heavy, and huge.

Use up every last bit of your strength.

Qin Zhiming was panting and put the knife, which was as tall as himself, back under the bed.

I opened the door and walked to the well in the yard with the help of moonlight.

I pulled the bucket up to the well, and the cold water slid over my body, washing away all the sweat.

The next moment.

White mist rose from Qin Zhiming's body.

That was the steam that came out from the well water being evaporated by the scalding body.

Feeling the heat in the abdomen that has not subsided.

And the strength in the body has been fully restored.

Qin Zhiming once again marveled at the power of the Ten Thousand Blood Wine.

In this case, it is better to do it today than to wait for a day.

hiss--.

A large amount of air is sucked into the body.

Qin Zhiming's muscles suddenly swelled.

The moonlight shone on his scarred body.

It made him look like a white jade statue standing by the well.

There are countless chisel marks on its body from carving.

call--.

A long stream of white air came out of his mouth.

Knock the bucket off the rim of the well.

Qin Zhiming opened his eyes.

Feel the surging power surging in your body.

Especially the tiny amount of heat circulating throughout the body.

That is the proof of being a true warrior.

Internal energy.

(End of this chapter)