Matchless Pill God

48. Earth level Martial Art

Translator: Flying Lines

“My hand…”

A sharp pain from the palm of his hand spread to Qin Sheng’s whole body. His relaxed mood had been long gone, and the obsidian skin on the surface also faintly cracked. The part between the thumb and index was split, seeping out blood.

The nerves of the fingers were linked to the heart. Such a severe pain made Qin Sheng clench his teeth, and the violent meta force in his body was messing around.

“Poof!!”

Qin Sheng coughed up a few mouthfuls of black blood. His face turned slightly serious, and he hurriedly started the Thousand Hammer Meridian-opening Technique. After a few breaths, the mighty and violent meta force was turned into the most pure energy, penetrating his limbs.

“My palm was almost shattered.” Qin Sheng palpitated a little.

Thanks to Qin Sheng’s obsidian skin and the Dragon-imprisoning Hand, he was finally able to use the Thousand Hammer Meridian-opening Technique, and completely absorbed the violent meta force contained in the casual hit from tutor Leng Jun.

“Crack~”

It was as if something had been opened in Qin Sheng’s body.

“The fourth meridian is halfway opened.” Qin Sheng could clearly felt the fourth meridian in his body was faintly emitting light, and some meta force was radiating from it.

Under the risk of being killed by a soul-through realm master in rage, as the so-called seeking rich in danger, Qin Sheng was like taking food from the tiger’s mouth. Not only did he not get humiliated, but also he used meta force of tutor Leng Jun to help open the meridian.

If that was known by tutor Leng Jun and the proud Zhao Ming’s crew, he wondered if they would be coughing blood for this.

However, there was no time for Qin Sheng to get excited. He was immediately locked by a cold sense. He looked up, and saw tutor Leng Jun in the distance with his eyes shooting daggers, and his murderous intention flashed.

“Oh no, this old jerk really doesn’t have any bottomline as a tutor.”

Qin Sheng was very sensitive, so he also naturally realized that tutor Leng Jun wanted to kill him.

He didn’t expect that he annoyed the tutor at the first day entering the school and then made the tutor so angry that he actually wanted to kill him.

Tutor Leng Jun’s meta force started to reveal and he closed his hands to form some kind of seals. Suddenly there was a strong and terrible air burst out from the top of his head.

The terrible sense that suddenly rose to the sky made everyone in the room tremble, as if they were all in the middle of a sea, with the wind and the waves ready to destroy the whole place at any time…

Tutor Leng Jun reached down with a palm hit that was as strong as a monster from the wasteland. His palm was covered with the multiplying lines, like lightening entangling, with a momentum that could make the earth shake.

Zhao Ming’s pupils constricted and he whispered in astonishment, “Tutor Leng Jun’s triumph card, the devil’s palm!”

His voice also made the onlookers exclaim.

“The devil’s palm is an earth-level martial art.”

“Is tutor Leng Jun out of his mind? He is beating a freshman with earth-level martial art?”

Huo Manyuan sneered and said, “The reckless boy actually thought that he could just do whatever he wants with two heaven-level meridians activated.”

These senior students were all very aware of the character of tutor Leng Jun. If anyone dared to provoke Leng Jun, he had to be prepared for the anger that he couldn’t bear, especially when the father of Qin Sheng had humiliated Leng Jun.

Tian Teng also felt the terrible momentum of the devil’s palm in the distance. His eyes were full of horror. He was also practicing the devil’s palm, and he knew how difficult it was to cultivate it, because he could only barely achieve it after a whole year’s effort. But for tutor Leng Jun, he had long been able to cultivate the devil’s palm to the extreme.

His power was naturally several times greater than Tian Teng, and he was also a master in the late stage of the soul-through realm, so his power was even more unimaginable.

Tian Teng looked at Qin Sheng in a way as if he was looking at a corpse. Qin Sheng would definitely die in this farce.

Qin Sheng was just too arrogant. He thought that as long as he had talent, he could do whatever he wanted, not knowing how big the world was. He was dropping a rock on his own toes. Tian Teng had seen too many people like this.

“I hope that the lord behind you had given you a treasure to save your life.” Tian Teng prayed to himself.