Peng Yuanzheng looked at the two young girls standing at the door waiting for him.
A faint smile played on his lips.
This is a good opportunity to teach the two of them a lesson.
" Xu Zhiming, someone has offered me an A-class Spirit Medicine, asking me to inflict a wound on you."
"You should be glad that you would ask someone like me, a martial artist at level 40-something, to help you."
Xu Zhiming stared at Peng Yuanzheng.
The aura is very strong!
For most people, once they break through Level 40, their Qi and Blood will exceed 10,000!
This is only under normal circumstances, without any martial arts skills.
Xu Zhiming frowned and stared at the man.
The only person he could think of who could afford to produce an A-class Spirit Medicine Meng Shizhang.
Of all the people he offended, there was only one he could easily bring up.
"I'll give you two A-class Spirit Medicine. Go and beat that man until he's injured."
Upon hearing Xu Zhiming's words, Peng Yuanzheng was stunned for two seconds.
"Ha ha ha ha..."
" Xu Zhiming, I must say, you're a smart man. You're trying to stall for time using this method?"
"Even if I beat you so badly, all your Spiritual Medicine will still be mine."
Peng Yuanzheng staring at Xu Zhiming.
He touched his chin with his left hand, thinking about how to deal with Feng Li.
It's impossible to Feng Li away; they would definitely be discovered if they did.
He didn't bother with any more words, and his aura radiated outwards.
An immense aura pressed down on the two of them.
Blood-red qi and blood emanated from his body, pressing down on Xu Zhiming.
Xu Zhiming's mind stirred.
A bolt of Red Thunder flashed, carrying his anger, and struck down.
Feng Li's eyes narrowed slightly. Had the color of the thunder changed?
Could it be that Xu Zhiming's thunder can change color like a chameleon?
Lightning flashed, obscuring Peng Yuanzheng's vision.
Peng Yuanzheng reached out and felt Xu Zhiming's Thunderbolt power.
It's very strong; even a Level 20 martial artist couldn't withstand such an attack.
The Qi and Blood I just displayed amounted to about 300 points.
Peng Yuanzheng's smile froze.
He considered a possibility: what if he couldn't completely cripple Xu Zhiming?
At Xu Zhiming's current rate of improvement, he will definitely be his nightmare in the future.
Even a minor injury can heal.
My Qi and Blood points were only 80 before, but now they are over 300.
After much thought, he came to only one possibility.
That is because Xu Zhiming had not broken through to Level 10 before.
Peng Yuanzheng dared not think any further.
If he thought about it any further, he was afraid he would kneel down and beg Xu Zhiming for mercy.
She is yet another extraordinary and enchanting woman, similar to the Blood Consort.
All he wants now is to cripple Xu Zhiming before anyone discovers Xu Zhiming secret.
A wasted genius is not a genius at all.
Every generation of the Great Xia Dynasty has its geniuses fall. He doesn't dare to kill Xu Zhiming now; he'll find another opportunity to do so.
The surge of blood energy instantly shattered the Thunderbolt.
Did you intend to blind him with Thunderbolt blast?
The long leaves fell.
It landed on Xu Zhiming at a speed that Xu Zhiming couldn't even react to.
Just then, Feng Li's eyes lit up, and she exclaimed in surprise.
"Careful."
Feng Li's body was struck on the back by the blood qi, and a trickle of blood spilled from Feng Li's mouth.
Xu Zhiming turned and hugged Feng Li. The surging force caused both of them to stagger backward.
He took a bottle of medicine from his pocket, handed it to Feng Li, and looked at the enemy in the distance.
Xu Zhiming's eyes flashed with Thunderbolt, and various colors of Thunderbolt danced all over his body.
He unleashed the Martial Dao True Meaning he had comprehended without any restraint.
Strangely, the violent Thunderbolt of the chariot did not cause any damage to the various weapons and instruments around it.
A true display of lightning at will!
Feng Li was somewhat surprised; this control was far more powerful than she had imagined.
Moreover, Xu Zhiming's current Qi and blood are also flashing at 300 points!
He broke through to Level 10 without making a sound, the Old Six.
All the instruments were bathed in Thunderbolt, Peng Yuanzheng felt as if he were in a sea of thunder.
He's very strong. Even a typical Level 20 martial artist would probably be easily defeated by Xu Zhiming.
Unfortunately, he wasn't Level 20 or 30.
Amidst the lightning, a ray of light flickered in and out of sight, flying towards Peng Yuanzheng.
A flash of light, Peng Yuanzheng had a new wound on his abdomen.
The smell of blood permeated the air.
Peng Yuanzheng holding the tiny, thin, yet exceptionally sharp blade in his hand.
" Mental Power weapons?"
"When did you become Psychic Master?!"
Peng Yuanzheng was utterly terrified.
Psychic Master?
Even among the Martial Arts Aristocratic Family, not every Lineage necessarily has this.
Xu Zhiming became Psychic Master without saying a word?
He, a Level 47 Martial Artist with a health of 30,000, was actually injured by Xu Zhiming due to his carelessness.
He no longer concealed his strength, unleashing the aura of a level forty-something martial artist as he Xu Zhiming.
Just then, Peng Yuanzheng suddenly sensed a powerful aura.
In front of him appeared someone who shouldn't have been there.
Before he could see clearly, Peng Yuanzheng a startled bird, crashed through a wall and fled.
Only a large, human-shaped opening remained in the wall, Peng Yuanzheng's figure disappeared into the darkness.
Qian Haoran blew gently, and the bubbles on his lips burst open.
"Hey kid, watch this! That punch was really cool!"
Qian Haoran smiled slightly and used a Wind Thunder Fist move that Xu Zhiming was extremely familiar with.
The night sky was pitch black.
A flash of pale Golden Lightning seemed to cleave the night in two.
Peng Yuanzheng, who had already escaped more than a thousand meters away, was terrified.
To his surprise, he saw a disciple of the True King Wind Thunder.
Why is Qian Haoran here?
No one could answer the questions in his mind.
When he saw the Startling Thunder Fall from the sky and strike him, Peng Yuanzheng's eyes were filled with extreme terror.
"No... don't..."
As the Thunderbolt struck, Peng Yuanzheng's body was charred black, and he lay stiffly on the ground, with black smoke still rising from him.
A couple walked by and glanced at Peng Yuanzheng.
"Baby, I swear, I will only ever love you in my life. If I'm lying to you, may I be struck by lightning that just appeared!"
"Heh, if you dare to reward yourself again without my permission, you'll end up like that guy, chopped into charcoal!"
The man glanced at Peng Yuanzheng beside him, a dark blob.
"Damn, where did this scumbag come from? You swore an oath? You got shocked, didn't you!"
"Tsk tsk, what a scumbag, serves him right!"
The couple did not call the police, but left.
What kind of good person would get struck by lightning?
This isn't a world of cultivation where breaking through realms requires undergoing tribulations.
Xu Zhiming gazed at the Thunderbolt outside, his eyes gleaming.
[Watching the Heavenly Thunder Fist once triggers 10x Critical Hit ]
Xu Zhiming processed his thoughts, he walked along the morning Feng Li.
When he sensed that Feng Li's qi and blood were flowing smoothly, he breathed a sigh of relief.
He never expected the Martial Arts Aristocratic Family to be so audacious!
They dared to lay a hand on him in broad daylight.
This made him even more eager to find a powerful figure to rely on.
He now fully understands that some people don't take the law seriously.
"Hey kid, how was that punch? Pretty cool, huh?"
Xu Zhiming looked at the man blowing bubbles in front of him, and his eyes seemed somewhat familiar.
Qian Haoran, a disciple of the True King Wind Thunder.
He stayed at the Wind Thunder Martial Hall for a while, and then promoted such a school as Wind Thunder Martial Hall as...
He nodded slightly; a martial artist at level sixty-something had helped him.
Saying a kind word is nothing.
Qian Haoran immediately beamed with joy.
At the same time, I thought about what Xu Zhiming had just shown me.
Having already grasped the Essence of Wind Thunder Fist, he couldn't teach anything more.
The only thing I can do to help Xu Zhiming is to improve his martial arts skills.
"Do you want the Heavenly Thunder Fist and the Rolling Heavenly Thunder, along with the subsequent training methods?"