C39 Come to die

Very quickly, the morning of the second day arrived. Zhao Yiming welcomed the morning sunlight. Ye Zichen stretched lazily and shook his head, which was still a bit drunk.

Zhao Yiming once again began a day's worth of work. He had just killed a Demonic Beast. He saw a man walking towards him with killing intent in his eyes.

Zhu Zhaowei felt that his luck today was quite good. He had just come out not long ago. He then found the target he was looking for and walked over with an evil grin.

Zhu Zhaowei pointed his nose at Zhao Yiming with a haughty look. He said with a look of disdain: "I really don't know where you got the courage to hit Young Master Huang. It's just a woman, what a disaster for a woman!

Zhao Yiming thought back to what Qiao Wei had said yesterday, and it seemed like the person in front of him was Huang Wei's lackey. He grinned and said, "Where did this mad dog come from? It's been barking like a mad dog all morning!"

He pointed at Zhao Yiming and bellowed, "You little brat, you truly do not know the limits of heaven and earth. Look at how I wring your head off like a ball, die!"

Zhu Zhaowei's martial arts was quite extraordinary as well. He sent a palm flying over. The wind from his palm was biting cold, and it was a dull pain when it hit his face.

Zhao Yiming used Tracker Step, his entire person flashing towards the side. Zhu Zhawei's palm landed on a big tree behind him. With a cracking sound, the entire tree broke into pieces.

Zhao Yiming's realm was a small stage lower than Zhu Zhaowei's, so he did not clash head on with Zhu Zhaowei! Instead, he used the Tracker Step to continuously fight back and forth with him and pull out a few moves!

Under the situation where his continuous attacks were ineffective, Zhu Zhaowen could not help but feel anxious! He was very worried that Wang Zhuo would rush over and snatch the fruits of victory from him.

Zhu Zhawei suddenly roared and pushed out his palms, "Twin Dragons Goes to Sea!" Two Dragon-shaped s burst out from his hands, hissing in the air.

Zhao Yiming was shocked as well. He did not expect Zhu Zhawei to have such a powerful palm art. He also suddenly took a deep breath and directly struck out with two palm strikes, the powerful Palmar Strength mixed with the strong wind, heavily smashing onto the Dragon-shaped.

The Sky Splitting Palm was a martial skill after all, and its power was quite strong. When they were close to each other, they exploded with all their strength and directly scattered the two Dragon-shaped s. The scattered force was like a sharp steel knife, leaving a deep mark on the trees. He decided to create a vacuum in the forest.

Zhao Yiming did not dare to be negligent and used his palm strike again. The swift and violent Palmar Strength struck directly at Zhu Zhaowei's chest. Zhu Zhaowei said in extreme shock, "It's actually a 1-star martial skill."

Unfortunately, Zhu Zhawei had no time to dodge and was hit by the palm. He directly smashed his sternum into pieces. The blood he spat out was mixed with pieces of his internal organs.

"Congratulations to the host for killing Zhu Zhaowei at the ninth level of Qi Condensation. Obtained five thousand experience points, two Asura Value s. Low-grade Spirit Crystal 5 pieces, High Dragon Repents, a low-grade heaven level martial art. "

"Congratulations to the Host for obtaining a low-grade heaven-step martial art, Proud Dragon Repents. Do you want to train now? "

Zhao Yiming simply could not believe his own ears. He never thought that he would actually use a low grade heaven class martial art. However, the name "Proud Dragon Repents" sounded a little familiar. He immediately chose to cultivate it!

"Congratulations to the host for successfully cultivating the low-grade Heaven-ranked martial art, Proud Dragon Repents!" Current Level:, First Style of the Emperor Level Martial Arts! "

Zhao Yiming's current mood could no longer be described as ecstatic. He was so excited that he didn't know where he was going. No wonder the name Proud Dragon You Hui sounded so familiar, it was the famous Decapitation Dragon's Eighteen Palms!

The three air slashing strikes just now had exhausted all of Zhao Yiming's Qi. The eight cyclones crazily revolved, absorbing the heaven and earth origin energy to supplement their strength!

A burst of insolent laughter came from the woods, and Wang Zhuo walked out from the woods with an evil smile on his face. He looked at Zhu Zhaowei's corpse with disdain and snorted, "What a piece of trash! So what if he had good abilities? Isn't this all just playing tricks on me! "

Zhao Yiming secretly heaved a sigh of relief, he had only recovered about thirty to forty percent of his Qi. It seemed that he had to plan and act, in order to stall for as much time as possible!

Wang Zhong was a rather sinister person. In fact, he had long since arrived here. However, he noticed that Zhu Zhawei was also rushing over. He hid himself in the forest, planning to observe the fierce battle from the sidelines!

As Wang Duo expected, the mussels and cranes will benefit from the competition!" However, he hadn't thought that Zhao Yiming would possess a 1-star martial skill. He felt that this was the blessing of heaven. His good luck had finally arrived.

Wang Zhong did not even give Zhao Yiming the chance to recuperate, as he raised his hand and struck him in the chest with a palm. Zhao Yiming spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards.

Wang Po once again took two steps forward, and imbued a strand of his Qi into Zhao Yiming's body. In this way, he could interrupt the circulation of his inner Qi, which was similar to that of the acupuncture points.

The Qi whirlpool in Zhao Yiming's body revolved, and actually started to circulate the inner Qi within his body which was currently wreaking havoc. He slowly breathed in and replenished his Qi.

Zhao Yiming was secretly happy, but he had a look of grief on his face. Wang Zhong laughed out loud and said, "Brat, don't blame me for this. The law of the jungle is the law of nature! However, if you are willing to hand over that one star technique, I can consider letting you live! "

Zhao Yiming snorted coldly, and completely ignored him! Wang Pang stepped forward and gave him another kick. Yet another wave of inner Qi seeped into his body.

Wang Pang laughed sinisterly, "A wise man knows what to do. You'd better hand over your martial skill! At the very least, you should be spared from the torture, I promise you that I will definitely let you off scot-free! Otherwise, I will make you beg for death! I want to see whether your bones are strong or my fists are! "

Wang Zhong then punched Zhao Yiming a dozen times in a row, as if he was hitting a sandbag. Zhao Yiming pursed his lips slightly, but his voice was indeed soft.

Wang Pang took a step forward and grabbed Zhao Yiming by the collar. He picked him up and asked eagerly, "What did you say just now?"

A smile appeared on Zhao Yiming's face as he softly said, "I say, are you here to throw away your life?" Then there was the sound of Tiger's Roar s, at such a close distance, the sound waves of the Tiger's Roar's meditation technique directly shook Wang Zhong until he was bleeding from his seven orifices, his entire being was dumbstruck.

Zhao Yiming used Crushing Stone Kick once again, and kicked upwards. It landed right on Wang Pang's chin, directly shattering it into pieces.

Wang Po screamed miserably as he was sent flying backwards. Zhao Yiming immediately activated his remaining Qi and unleashed a Sky Splitting Palm, which was mixed with cold Qi and struck Wang Po right on the head.