Wind Thunder Fist Seventh Level?

You diligently practiced the Wind Thunder Fist a thousand times; your chest brimmed with ten thousand thunderbolts of fury, while your heart remained still as a tranquil lake.

You watched the thunderbolts in the sky resonate with the thunderbolts in your heart. Comprehending thunder's wrath triggered a 2000x Critical Hit, allowing you to grasp the Wind Thunder Fist Seventh Level: Wrathful Thunder Descends (Incomplete).

Wrathful Thunder Descends: Turn qi and blood into lightning, temper the body, and summon heavenly thunder to descend at will.

Your qi and blood had been tempered by thunderbolts; its quality was twice that of an ordinary person's.

Martial techniques: E-grade Wind Thunder Fist (Sixth Level), A-class Coiling Dragon Surging Waves (Incomplete).

Sizzle!

The one-eyed man was startled by the sudden thunderclap. He saw police cars already approaching in the distance.

Thunder roared.

Killing intent flashed through the one-eyed man's left eye.

The police were here. He had to kill this little girl.

No one could stop him from entering Reincarnation Heaven and obtaining boundless power for revenge.

Xu Zhiming stood rooted to the spot like a wooden man.

Countless insights surfaced in his mind.

It felt as though a long time had passed, yet also as though it had happened in an instant. He had mastered the Wind Thunder Fist Sixth Level and even created the subsequent martial technique.

An epiphany and a 2000x Critical Hit—he loved this combination.

He opened his eyes and fixed his gaze on the one-eyed man.

"I said we're different. Do you know where we differ?"

The one-eyed man was mildly intrigued. Killing someone would be quick enough; what harm was there in hearing this brat's complaints?

"I'm a man. You aren't."

"A martial artist's blade, a martial artist's sword, a martial artist's weapon—they are meant to point at the stronger."

"So you're just like those people who bullied me. You're all trash."

"If you have the guts, go kill the people who bullied you directly. Then I'd respect you as a man."

Xu Zhiming said it all in one breath, feeling incomparably satisfied.

The man was furious and stared fixedly at Xu Zhiming.

Xu Zhiming had ruthlessly torn away the fig leaf covering his heart.

Indeed, just as Xu Zhiming had said.

He could only swing his blade at the weak, never daring to thrust it at those who had humiliated him.

He could only join the Wheel Turning Cult and pin his hopes on the illusory Reincarnation Heaven.

But how did a high school student dare speak to him like that?

He was furious!

The consequences were severe.

"You're just like me—you can only whine here, yet you don't dare go settle scores with the people who bullied you!"

The man snorted coldly and raised the girl in his hand high above his head, preparing to smash her viciously into the ground.

"I'll kill her first, then kill you!"

"So what if I bully the weak? Then I'll bully all of you!"

"Once I possess boundless power, every last one of you will die!"

This scene made quite a few onlookers feel as if their hearts had skipped a beat.

The little girl struggled desperately, terror covering her delicate little face.

"I'm scared..."

Her weak voice was like that of an injured kitten.

Tears streamed down her tiny face.

The Security Captain hid among the crowd, watching Xu Zhiming.

How had this kid enraged the Cultist?

"Brother, let's talk this out!"

"Whatever grievance you have, you can't drag innocent people into it. Tell me, and I'll help you think of a solution."

The One-Armed Man laughed harshly, his face savage and his mouth twisted into a cruel grin.

His left hand was just about to exert force.

Sizzle!

A bolt of lightning flashed overhead, making him squint against the glare.

A sharp light flickered in Xu Zhiming's eyes.

He mobilized all the qi and blood in his body.

Wind Thunder Fist Sixth Level—Startling Thunder Fall!

His qi and blood condensed into lightning, doubling his attack!

He currently had eighteen points of qi and blood. With his attack doubled, his qi and blood briefly reached fifty-four points!

Everyone present felt their bodies go numb.

"Mom! Why is your hair standing on end? You look so cool! Like the Golden Mane Lion King!"

The one-eyed man saw a flash of white before his eyes, and his consciousness plunged into darkness.

Disbelief flashed in the man's eyes. His body was utterly numb, as though he had been struck by heavenly thunder.

His hand loosened, and the little girl fell from above his head.

"I..."

Xu Zhiming stepped forward and caught the little girl with his left arm.

His right hand clenched into a fist and slammed heavily into the one-eyed man.

The man's body was numb. He had no time to react at all.

His body flew far away and crashed onto the ground.

Several security guards ran over, preparing to restrain the one-eyed man.

Suddenly, flames rose from the man's body.

In the square.

The Flame Man howled in agony, like a demon from hell.

"Hiss..."

"It hurts... so much. Save me... I don't want to die..."

A strong, pungent odor filled the air.

Within mere seconds, the flames devoured the one-eyed man.

The one-eyed man saw that tall figure in the distance and ran madly toward the crowd.

The flames surged. After running only a few meters, the man collapsed limply to the ground.

Only a black human-shaped mark remained on the ground.

The smell of charred flesh in the air proved that someone had just been burned alive.

"A person changing into another person? What kind of method was that? It burned someone to death in seconds?"

"What a horrible smell. It makes me want to throw up."

"This smell is kind of fragrant, though..."

Xu Zhiming lowered his head to look at the black mark left on the ground.

Something was wrong.

What the man had said before dying was very wrong.

He handed the little girl to the Security Captain.

The Security Captain held the little girl, disbelief in his eyes.

"Little brother, thank you, thank you."

"If it hadn't been for you, we'd have been done for."

Xu Zhiming gave a quiet grunt.

The other security guards rushed forward and restrained the unconscious man.

The gossiping crowd gathered around Xu Zhiming, all wanting to see the young man who had saved someone.

"What was that lightning he threw just now? Some kind of lightning-element martial technique?"

"I'm rather curious—how could such a good kid, someone willing to save others, be accused of bullying the weak with his strength?"

"I'm going to expose this online and see what explanation Yunshui First High School gives me."

Many people posted the matter online.

Some who felt the gossip was incomplete found friends and asked them for the full details.

Xu Zhiming stood amid the crowd.

All kinds of strange gazes converged on him, but he did not feel the slightest discomfort.

The more people who knew, the greater his confidence in bringing those people down.

"Handsome boy, once you're in college, I'll introduce you to a girlfriend—the big-chested, round-bottomed kind."

"What if handsome boy likes them flat? I happen to know a few."

"If you're putting it that way, then I won't stand on ceremony. I can introduce anyone, men or women, young or old. I'm a professional—I can introduce any type, as long as you pay."

"??? What kind of introductions? A wave means five, and an OK sign means three?"

"Brother, those who know, know. Add me on Green Bubble and we'll talk in detail."

Xu Zhiming's expression turned solemn. As expected, China never lacked talented people.

They could even solicit customers this way.

After Xu Zhiming waited for many people to record his face on video,

he turned and left.

They said he bullied the weak with his strength?

Then let public opinion ferment.

What era was this? If one wanted to bring someone down, there were plenty of ways.

Several hundred meters away from the crowd.

A black car sped toward the square at tremendous speed.

It startled many pedestrians around it, drawing angry stares and curses.

Inside the vehicle, a middle-aged man sat in the driver's seat.

Since receiving the news, he had run who knew how many red lights.

A Cultist appearing in a small place like Cloud Water City was absolutely a major event.

An even bigger matter was that his daughter had been captured.

The man wore an administrative jacket and had a square, resolute face.

He was Xie Hong, the minister of the Martial Arts Ministry of Education responsible for managing all schools in Cloud Water City.

Suddenly.

A streak of electric light appeared in the sky, briefly illuminating the heavens.

Xie Hong's gaze sharpened. He saw a bolt of lightning strike down amid the crowd in the square.

It was not lightning from the sky, but a bolt formed from qi and blood.

It contained powerful qi and blood, enough to severely injure an ordinary Level Twelve Martial Artist!

Xie Hong saw the crowd erupt in commotion.

With the hearing of a Level Thirteen Martial Artist, he clearly heard what they were saying.

"She's been saved!"

Xie Hong let out a breath of relief and took his daughter from the Security Captain.

Looking at his daughter's sleeping face, he checked her over and found that she was uninjured.

"Who was the one who used that thunderbolt martial technique just now?"

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