Tearing Sha Heihu Apart with Bare Hands, Astonishing Strength!

"Heh, didn't expect there to be an expert here."

Sha Heihu finally lifted his gaze, snapping out of his shock. A Bone Forging Great Accomplishment martial artist this young—could he be from a Noble Family? This must be the one who killed Qiu Yun and Yang He.

"No matter what, you shouldn't have killed someone from my Jinsha Gang. As long as I wipe you out here, no one will know, and even a Noble Family won't be able to do anything to me!"

Sha Heihu's expression twisted viciously, his killing intent surging. It seemed he couldn't leave any survivors!

Under the worried gazes of the crowd, Zhou Qiming stood tall and unwavering, like an iron tower or a great mountain.

The Iron Cloth Skill's traits were fully unleashed, his blood and qi burning recklessly.

This was his first time fighting a true Tendon Transformation Martial Artist, and Zhou Qiming held nothing back.

"Foolish boy, dodge! His internal cultivation is extremely deep." Yuan Tieyi lifted his head and saw this shocking scene before him.

Li Qian and the others couldn't bear to watch either, as if they could already see the youth being shattered by the Black Fiend Skill.

"That old geezer couldn't take a hit. I hope you'll let me have some fun!" Sha Heihu cackled eerily, once again executing the Black Tiger Soul Severing Blade.

Tiger Might, Tiger Fiend!

A terrifying surge of internal force swept out in waves. Sha Heihu's skin even turned fiery red, blisters bubbling up—this was the sign of pushing his power to the absolute limit, to the point where even his own body couldn't withstand it first!

"The Gang Leader's might is unmatched!"

"Any Tom, Dick, or Harry dares to block the way?"

"So this brat killed the two hall masters. I want to cut him open and see if he's got a bear's heart and a leopard's gall."

Jin Buhuan, Li Qing, and the others watched leisurely from the sidelines, ready to back him up.

Even that old geezer Yuan Tieyi couldn't withstand a single blow, let alone this beardless tavern boy.

The heavy, powerful Black Tiger Soul Severing Blade came crashing down fiercely. Sha Heihu's arms closed together, pouring all his Monstrous Strength into this one strike.

In an instant, the ground within several zhang cracked and split, sand and stones flying, birds and beasts scattering in all directions.

"Die!"

Sha Heihu laughed heartily, but the next moment, his expression changed drastically. He felt as if this blade had struck a cliff at the bottom of a vast ocean, sending back a terrifyingly violent rebound force.

Suddenly, under the incredulous gazes of the crowd, the long blade snapped with a crack. Sha Heihu's arms were blasted bare of sleeves, his skin and flesh torn and bloody, and he staggered back, coughing up blood.

"Th-this, how is this possible?"

"Did the Gang Leader not go all out?"

"Heavens, what kind of monster is this kid? Such absurdly strong Hardening Arts!"

The Jinsha Gang members felt their scalps tingle, their eyes wide with shock. Even the Tiger Fiend that had heavily injured Bone Forging Perfection Yuan Tieyi couldn't do anything to Zhou Qiming—didn't that mean this kid's Body Tempering Realm had already reached the Tendon Transformation level?

A fifteen-year-old Tendon Transformation Martial Artist—forget Luoshan County, even in Tianhe Prefecture City, it would cause a sensation.

"You—what are you made of? Are you some kind of Demon or something?!"

Sha Heihu's eyes bulged, his voice trembling. His entire upper body was numbed and torn from the rebound.

And all his Black Fiend Skill internal force had been thrown into chaos by that one strike; he couldn't maintain it much longer.

Zhou Qiming looked down at his shoulder. The clothes there had shattered, revealing the Jade Skin beneath.

A deep dent was left on the skin, but no blood flowed.

"So this is the power of the Hua Jin level? The defense after Breakthrough Level three is too strong. No, it's that the opponent is too weak. I can't get arrogant."

Zhou Qiming reveled in the joy of his power, gaining a clearer understanding of his own strength.

Yuan Tieyi, meanwhile, was even more shaken, and then a terrifyingly possible thought struck him:

"Th-this, could this be the Breakthrough Level Iron Cloth Skill? He actually mastered it without a teacher, reaching that legendary realm. I must bring him back to Vajra Gate!"

Yuan Tieyi was a mix of shock and joy, his eyes gleaming. In his youth, he had been an Outer Sect Elder of Vajra Gate, assigned to Luoshan County to recruit prospective disciples.

And this Iron Cloth Skill was the prerequisite technique for the Indestructible Vajra Divine Skill. Only a Heavenly Prodigy who broke through its limits before the age of twenty could become a true disciple of Vajra Gate, and Zhou Qiming had clearly done it.

After the initial joy, Yuan Tieyi was filled with regret. Who would have thought that the Prodigy he had once missed was such a youth? If he had taken him as a disciple back then...

Cheng Yu and Cheng Yan were also stunned with disbelief. They had already overestimated Zhou Qiming's strength as much as possible, but his performance remained unfathomable. Every move he made shattered everyone's understanding!

This was a Tendon Transformation Martial Artist that even Hall Master Yuan couldn't match! Yet, going all out, he couldn't even break Zhou Qiming's skin. This kid's Hardening Arts were too outrageous!

Li Qian covered her mouth, shaking her head and backing away frantically: "This can't be. It has to be fake."

No one had expected that this harmless-looking youth hid such a monstrous Body Tempering Realm, absolutely comparable to a true Tendon Transformation Martial Artist.

Thinking back to how Chef Li had once pushed for a matchmaking, Li Qian was filled with regret. It was her own arrogance and stupidity that had driven away this Tendon Transformation Expert. If she had just tried to understand him back then, would the outcome have been different?

"You're not bad. You almost managed to hurt me!"

Zhou Qiming rolled his neck, letting out a series of cracking sounds from his Tendons and Bones.

The next moment, he held nothing back. The Woodcutting Saber Technique and the Breakthrough Level traits of the Iron Cloth Skill were fully unleashed, his blood and qi burning recklessly.

Brute Force!

Iron Gall!

Control Strength!

Rumble!

In that instant, beneath Sha Heihu's panicked and crumbling gaze, he looked up to see the entire ground quaking and trembling, while Zhou Qiming's figure had abruptly risen a full meter, standing like an iron mountain, radiating an immensely vast force.

"Such terrifying Hua Jin, deeper than my own inner qi—impossible, absolutely impossible."

Sha Heihu's legs quivered as he shook his head wildly.

Before the other's towering form, he, the gang leader, was suddenly no more than an ant.

Relying solely on the force of Muscle Cultivation, he had forged inner qi equivalent to fifty years of accumulated Black Fiend Skill—this talent for Hardening Arts was staggering and shocking.

And he was only fifteen years old. Was this truly something a human could achieve? Was he sure he wasn't a human-shaped Demon?

"Don't, don't kill me. I'll take you to see King Chaotian, you'll sit in the second seat of power, all my money is yours!"

This time, Sha Heihu sensed the threat of death and completely caved, terrified.

"Why do you have to force me? I really have no sense of security!"

Zhou Qiming shook his head, his gaze icy. If not for his diligent training, he would have died countless times already. If the roles were reversed, Sha Heihu would never have spared him.

In the end, only fists could bring peace of mind—don't hold any expectations for this wretched world.

"You've had your fun chopping. Now it's my turn!"

Crack!

Zhou Qiming, like an iron tower giant over two meters tall, clapped his palms together. A terrifying, rampaging force swirled like a tornado, and Sha Heihu's head burst open like a watermelon, his body collapsing into a pool of blood.

"Kill you, and the money is still mine."

Before he died, Sha Heihu only heard a voice as cruel as hell.

"The leader is dead! Heavens, he's a Demon!"

"So terrifying! Is this guy really human? How did he train?"

"Run! He's more frightening than a Demon."

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