Martial Arts Domination: Start with the Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique
Chapter 170 - 166: Overwhelming Momentum! Beating Up a Semi-Saint! (Three updates today! Don’t run! Come in fast!)

Chapter 170: Chapter 166: Overwhelming Momentum! Beating Up a Semi-Saint! (Three updates today! Don’t run! Come in fast!)

Silence.

Since the Drunken Immortal Building was established, no one had ever dared to barge in by breaking down the door.

At this moment, all eyes were fixed on the figure dressed in a Gold-Patterned Profound Robe, wielding the Ghost Head Greatsword.

"How dare you break into my..."

Someone was about to scold loudly.

At that time, the sycophantic man slowly walked to the center of the first floor, gestured with his hand, and interrupted the person upstairs.

At this moment, his presence was commanding, completely bereft of the obsequious demeanor he had shown earlier; he now resembled a person of high authority and importance.

Bang!

The first thing he did was kick away the headless corpse of the tiger demon.

Then, with a cold look in his eyes, he smirked mockingly at Qin Zheng.

"You are..."

Whoosh!

Bang!!

A sudden gust of wind struck, and immediately his figure was blown backward, flying through the air like the tiger demon before him, and crashing harshly to the ground.

With his breastbone crushed, blood flowing from all seven orifices, and his breathing chaotic, he was evidently unable to move.

Qin Zheng’s gaze remained serene as he looked up at the highest point of the tavern, the corpulent figure that loomed like a deity overlooking from above.

"Come down here!"

As his lips moved, it was as if thunder erupted!

In an instant, every person inside the tavern felt their heads buzzing, their souls seemed to be violently struck, leaving them dizzy and in great pain.

Bang! Bang! Bang!...

Suddenly, the martial artists who had been leaning against the railing, looking down from above.

Now they all fell like dumplings, one after another, crashing onto the first floor.

As the primary target of this spiritual attack, Wu Qinyong merely furrowed his brow slightly, apparently not greatly affected.

He slowly stood up and approached the railings, with cold indifference in his eyes.

"Interesting!"

He sneered, then stepped forward and leaped beyond the railing, plummeting downward like a meteor!

And where he was heading was precisely where Qin Zheng stood!

Boom!!

Gang Qi burst out in an instant, enveloping his entire body.

Overwhelming power was released from his obese form!

At that moment, the air itself seemed to tear apart!

He locked his Qi Mechanism tightly on the figure below, his eyes filled with malice, as if he had already seen Qin Zheng crushed to death under his own weight!

But just as he was about to hit the ground.

Whoosh!

Qin Zheng’s figure suddenly flashed and disappeared from beneath him.

His brow furrowed in an instant, and before he could think further, he felt a shadow loom over his head.

So fast!

This thought suddenly surged in his heart.

Then, he saw a massive foot stamp down on him like a Divine Mountain, mercilessly smashing his corpulent body!

Boom!!

His figure instantly fell at a faster speed!

The first-floor floorboards were smashed through, and a deep pit instantly formed beneath the tavern!

"You brat! How dare you do this!"

From beneath the pit, a voice filled with extreme fury rose.

It was like a volcano about to erupt, even affecting the air within the tavern, making it heat up.

Bang!

A corpulent figure forcefully surged out of the deep pit.

However, he was met with a powerful, forceful kick!

Boom!

Instantly, his body was sent crashing back into the deep pit even faster than before!

Qin Zheng’s expression was cold as he stepped forward and rushed into the pit, delivering another fierce stomp on the obese figure as it attempted to rise again, brutally pressing it back down!

"You dare insult me?!"

With an angry roar, the corpulent figure struggled violently.

Under the immense power, the ground shook as if a dragon were rolling underneath, trembling violently.

Being a Half-Step Martial Saint, if it were just a supreme Great Grandmaster, he would have already exploded into a mist of blood from Qin Zheng’s two kicks.

Yet at this moment, although the obese figure’s breathing was somewhat disordered, he hadn’t sustained too severe an injury and could still unleash such formidable power.

But under Qin Zheng’s pressure, no matter how much he struggled, he couldn’t break free from the restraint and not even a step could he take out of the deep pit.

"Insult you?"

Qin Zheng chuckled lightly at that moment.

His eyes then flashed ruthlessly as his slender fingers twisted and clenched into a fist.

Subsequently, the Fist Seal rained down like a tempest!

Boom! Boom! Boom!...

The tremors of the tavern became even more violent and fierce under the hammering force.

At this moment, all the Demon Slayers in the tavern had also regained consciousness and stared in stunned silence at the scene unfolding on the first floor.

They never imagined that a Half-Step Martial Saint would be hammered into the ground in this Drunken Immortal Building!

What was foremost was that this was a Half-Step Martial Saint who had broken through the ’strength’ limit, possessed extraordinary power, and now was being overpowered by a youngster from a remote area with even greater brute force!

The only one who could resist or even overpower a Half-Step Martial Saint was another Half-Step Martial Saint!

Qingzhou...

When did Qingzhou stealthily produce a Half-Step Martial Saint!

No, wait!

That this young man looked so young yet was a Half-Step Martial Saint!

With this thought, everyone’s faces instantly turned to shock!

It was even more shocking than seeing Wu Qinyong being brutally hammered into the ground.

Boom! Boom! Boom!...

The massive sounds of hammering continued.

Wu Qinyong’s struggles also gradually weakened as time passed.

Yet Qin Zheng’s expression remained calm, utterly unmoved, not diminishing the force in his hands despite the fat figure beneath him becoming increasingly still.

It wasn’t until a figure appeared at the entrance of the tavern, and a dense crowd materialized outside, that Qin Zheng ceased his actions.

He lifted his head and looked toward the figure dressed in a white mystic robe, with bright eyes gleaming.

Another Half-Step Martial Saint...

Qin Zheng withdrew his gaze, picked up the now feeble and barely alive bulky figure, and with a leap, arrived in front of Fuyu.

"Junior Brother Qin..."

Shame was written all over Fuyu’s face.

At this moment, he felt as if he was the child who had caused trouble outside and needed an adult from home to resolve it.

Qin Zheng gave him a slight smile and shook his head, signaling that it was alright.

Then, he threw Wu Qinyong on the ground and spoke, "Bring out what you promised my senior brother."

Wu Qinyong, with a face full of weakness, replied, "I... even if... I don’t give... what can... you do?"

Swish!

A sharp and fierce Ghost Head Greatsword landed on his neck.

An icy coldness immediately penetrated through every hair and into his body.

"Taiwu Academy... people have come... you... can’t kill me."

Qin Zheng nodded, slowly lifting the greatsword from his neck.

Feeling Qin Zheng’s movement, Wu Qinyong’s mouth curved slightly, a mocking smile appearing.

But then, an agonizing pain suddenly shot through his right hand!

"Ahh!!!"

His eyes flew open as he cried out in pain.

Qin Zheng’s foot slammed down, forcefully pressing on Wu Qinyong’s right hand.

This fat man was right; they were in the Capital City, and not far off, a Half-Step Martial Saint of Taiwu Academy was watching. Indeed, he could not kill the man.

But that didn’t mean he had no way to deal with him!

Every finger is connected to the heart, so the pain from an injury was clearer and more pronounced!

As Qin Zheng applied more pressure with his foot, the pain intensified!

Thump!

One finger exploded abruptly, Wu Qinyong fainted instantaneously, but then woke up again the next moment due to the excruciating pain.

Qin Zheng was expressionless, still slowly increasing the pressure on the man’s right hand.

At this moment, those watching the scene felt a chill in their hearts.

When they looked at the figure in the Gold-Patterned Profound Robe, respect unconsciously surfaced in their eyes.

"I’ll give it!"

Finally given a moment to breathe, Wu Qinyong immediately called out, mustering his last bit of strength.

Qin Zheng did not react, continuing to press on the man’s right hand.

Thump!

Another finger burst open.

The intense pain surged into his brain like a tide, causing him to faint once more.

Then in an instant, he woke up again due to the agonizing pain.

However, this time, the severe pain didn’t continue after he awoke.

He naturally understood what this meant.

Thus, he struggled to lift his left hand, and a delicate jade box suddenly appeared in it.

"This is..."

Before he could finish speaking, the box was already in Qin Zheng’s hands.

Upon opening the box, a refined red pill the size of a pigeon’s egg came into view, with waves of fragrance emanating from it.

Qin Zheng thought for a moment, then turned his head to look at the figure standing by the entrance.

"This is indeed the ’Supreme Rejuvenation Pill’"

The figure at the entrance responded promptly.

"Thank you!"

Qin Zheng expressed his gratitude earnestly, then sealed the jade box again.

He walked over to Fuyu, placed the box in his hands, and said, "Keep it safe."

Fuyu looked at Qin Zheng with a complex expression, wanting to say something.

But by this time, Qin Zheng had already turned and was walking towards the tavern’s entrance.

Clutching the jade box tightly, Fuyu quickly pocketed it and hurried to follow Qin Zheng’s pace.

Meanwhile, Qin Zheng approached the Taiwu Academy’s Half-Step Martial Saint who had been standing there.

This was not a Half-Step Martial Saint who had broken through the extreme limits of ’spiritual power’, but evidently one who had surpassed the constraints of ’Divine Power’.

Such existences were even more rare and powerful.

Just like Hua Qingyun who went to Qingzhou to pursue the Black Water Demon Dragon.

With strong spiritual power controlling his sword, he could strike from a hundred miles away, using the divine to wield his sword and kill!

A fearsome strength indeed!

"Sorry to trouble you."

Qin Zheng said as he looked at the man.

"No problem, as long as you didn’t kill anyone, it’s fine,"

The other responded nonchalantly with a light smile.

Then, he looked at Qin Zheng curiously and asked, "Having achieved Half-Step Martial Saint, why not register with Taiwu Academy and take a title?"

Half-Step Martial Saint.

The most formidable existence under the eighteen Martial Saints of the Great Jin.

As soon as one attains this level, by registering with Taiwu Academy, they can enjoy better resources allotted by the Great Jin.

Qin Zheng shook his head and replied, "I am not one yet."

After speaking, he didn’t say anything more and walked past the man, heading back in the direction he came from.

As his figure walked away, the Taiwu Academy martial artists surrounding the Drunken Immortal Building parted ways for him, while looking at him with eyes full of reverence.

So young, yet he managed to overpower a Half-Step Martial Saint!

Only the Half-Step Martial Saint from Taiwu Academy stood there, his expression somewhat blank.

Not one yet?

What did that mean?

Could it be he’s not a Half-Step Martial Saint yet?!

With this thought, his gaze instantly shifted to Wu Qinyong, who had been beaten severely and was now unconscious.

Amazement immediately surfaced in his eyes.

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