I ascended to godhood through the 100-ton King Martial Arts.

Chapter 102 One Punch Opens the Heavenly Gate

"According to the intelligence I've obtained, these bloodline families possess special methods to directly extract the bloodline of the Yellow Turban Warriors, avoiding the sacrifice required, thus ensuring the lineage's continuity from generation to generation..."

Li Qingshan observed silently.

The people in the palace below all had similar auras.

In other words.

Those men and women were actually all blood relatives.

Passing down traditions is a natural human instinct.

After he rose to power, didn't he transform the Li family, originally just a rural clan, into the meat-eating class of Qingyuan County?

Not to mention those sects, and their methods like initiation, which ensure that the next generation of the family always has enough fighting power to maintain the family's prosperity.

They are essentially the same.

But turning all the clansmen into fleshy worms and ignoring human relations and reproduction is somewhat disgusting.

"How filthy..."

Li Qingshan shook his head, raised his fist, and tapped it lightly.

A hundred tons of force, condensed and unleashed.

next moment.

A protective shield, enveloping the entire city, appeared before them, withstanding his bombardment.

at the same time.

As the power spread, the massive city began to shake.

"Who dares to offend the Qian family of Shiquan!"

Accompanied by a roar.

A massive figure, riding the wind, appeared above Shiquan County, looking down at the short Li Qingshan.

"Three meters and six inches tall, around the fifth rank of Dao Soldier."

Li Qingshan glanced at the other party's figure and knew their strength.

Riding the wind.

Its speed is only slightly more than one times the speed of sound.

Compared to the sect leader Wang Qitian's method of transforming golden light into a rainbow, his strength and prestige were far inferior.

Judging solely from speed, even those at the Tongmai Realm with escape techniques and Dao Body supernatural abilities might not be able to catch up.

This should be the normal level of a blank-slate Taoist soldier.

Li Qingshan suddenly realized that, under the pressure from the sect leader, he had underestimated his position in the Guixu ecosystem.

Upon seeing the scrutinizing and indifferent expression on Li Qingshan's face.

A vague unease stirred within the brass giant.

He suppressed his anger and tentatively asked, "You look unfamiliar. May I ask what brings you to my Qian family's territory?"

Li Qingshan snapped out of his daze and pointed to the forest more than ten miles away: "The scene will be quite brutal later, let's go over there."

He had barely finished speaking.

Without a word, the bronze giant fled back towards the county town below, seemingly trying to escape.

next moment.

Li Qingshan instantly appeared in front of his opponent, grabbed his arm, and flew away in a blur towards an open space more than ten miles away.

"I'm not going!"

The brass giant roared, unleashing a violent force amidst the hurricane, which slammed into Li Qingshan's arm.

A golden light shimmered.

Li Qingshan's arm snapped and twisted with a snap.

He looked at his arm with some surprise, then switched hands, grabbed the other person's hair, and continued flying away.

The force of that bombardment was nearly eighty tons.

Add to that the power to split mountains.

It directly shattered his indestructible defenses.

Ultimately, they are at the same level.

He could no longer maintain the same overwhelming dominance as before.

Li Qingshan was surprised, while the bronze giant saw a glimmer of hope: "So you're also a Dao Soldier..."

He was about to throw another punch.

Li Qingshan loosened his grip and tossed the brass giant downwards.

The giant steadied himself in time, his bronze face contorted with rage, his previous timidity gone: "Seeing your calm expression, I assumed you were a master of the Divine Power Realm, but I never imagined you were just a Dao Soldier like me. Where did you get the audacity to provoke the Qian family!"

They were all Taoist soldiers.

You hit me, I hit you.

Even if there's a difference in their skill levels, it's like a chaotic brawl where neither side can gain the upper hand.

He couldn't understand why the other party would provoke the Qian family for no reason.

Li Qingshan looked at his arm, which had automatically recovered, and grinned: "Your punches were weak and scattered, not fast enough, and not ruthless enough. Try mine."

The words fell.

He wriggled, shredded his clothes, and transformed into a four-meter-tall bronze giant of the same type, charging forward with brute force.

"Boring!"

Qian Jiadaobing snorted coldly, and, also accompanied by a hurricane, threw a punch to meet the attack.

In an instant.

The weather changed drastically.

Countless fists clashed.

The thunderous sound of fists colliding shook the heavens and the earth, like a series of thunderclaps in a clear sky, causing people within a radius of dozens of miles to look up at the sky.

In an instant.

Li Qingshan and the other man exchanged over a hundred punches.

Li Qingshan's brass-like skin cracked and then quickly healed.

The other side is in an even worse situation.

The limbs were twisted and the chest was collapsed.

Even his head had a huge fist-shaped dent, his brain matter was impacted, and he lay dizzy in mid-air, dripping drops of thick blood that looked like molten copper.

Li Qingshan was not surprised by this.

Even if it's just relying on the power of bloodline.

He can also crush his opponent.

Moreover, given their existing martial arts foundation.

His punches were heavier, faster, and more concentrated, in addition to the normal mountain-splitting power, they also carried the penetrating and explosive force of various martial arts techniques.

But that's useless.

In less than two breaths.

Qian Jiadaobing, who was on the verge of death, has recovered completely.

He looked at Li Qingshan with some apprehension: "Your Dao soldier level is higher than mine, but it can't affect my recovery ability. Even if we fight for a hundred years, we won't be able to wear down the other one. Why don't we shake hands and make peace? You can make any demands you have."

Although he was no longer worried about dying, it still hurt when he was punched.

Upon hearing this, Li Qingshan smiled and said, "It seems you've been living a life of luxury for too long. Not only are your combat skills lacking, but your pain tolerance is also poor."

Upon hearing this...

Qian Jiadaobing's face turned cold: "We were born noble, and our ancestors have already suffered. If we counterattack those wizards, we will be rewarded and sent back to the capital. We are destined to be superior to others. We can send our branch members to the front lines, and we can also use Heavenly Money to offset the cost of responding to the call. Why should we fight to the death?"

That's what I mean.

Li Qingshan understood.

The other party must be a direct descendant of the Qian family, who has never suffered hardship since birth, hence their incompetence.

He lost his patience: "It's going to hurt even more from here on out. I hope you can endure it a little longer so I can have some peace of mind."

The words fell.

The viscous blood in Li Qingshan's body was ignited, and a terrifying 100-ton King Dharma Image, over 30 zhang tall and over 100 zhang long, slowly appeared behind him, emanating a rich abyssal aura and shaking the void.

The oppressive feeling, almost as if the air had solidified, made Qian Jiadaobing feel suffocated.

He clearly sensed that an overbearing intent, capable of tearing everything apart, had locked onto him.

Qian Jia Daobing's eyes widened in horror. "Abyssal aura! Dharma form! Impossible! Absolutely impossible! How could you, a Daobing, possess such abilities?!"

The essence of martial arts, the aura of the abyss, Daoist weapons, and Dharma forms.

How could these four things appear on one person?

This bizarre situation completely overturned the understanding of the direct descendants who possessed thousands of years of family knowledge.

"It's been a long time since I've been able to so freely and unrestrainedly display my Dharma form..."

Li Qingshan stretched his body with ease, shrinking the greatly enhanced hundred-ton King Dharma Image into his Dao Soldier body.

Under the blessing of the Dharma image.

His every move could stir up the surrounding void, causing the surrounding air to be compressed and solidified, forming strange and distorted phenomena.

Qian Jiadaobing felt an almost suffocating sense of oppression, and his mind went blank.

Until Li Qingshan raised his right hand, assuming a bombardment stance.

Only then did he realize what was happening. He disregarded everything and fled towards the ground, attempting to escape underground, completely abandoning his family.

"The little car is here..."

Accompanied by a light, floating sound.

Qian Jiadaobing, who could withstand the heavy blows of divine weapons and regenerate severed limbs, was swept past by afterimages.

He opened his large brass mouth wide, his eyes filled with despair. Then, his brass-cast body cracked little by little, from head to toe. Under the golden light of the manifested immortal talisman, both his body and the talisman cracked and disappeared bit by bit.

Until Li Qingshan's brow swirled, swallowing the scattered dust that had turned into the remains of the other's body.

Only then did a deafening roar reverberate across the sky, shattering the clouds for miles around.

One punch can open the gates of heaven!

Even Li Qingshan, the instigator, was stunned by the spectacular scene.

At that moment, he felt like a god among men!

"The power is terrifying!"

The absorption and sound-absorbing effect of my Dao Body's supernatural power couldn't even withstand the aftershocks of the attack.

The Dharma Form couldn't even withstand the corrosive power of the abyss; it relied solely on the mountain-splitting power of the Dao Soldier and the terrifying impact force of the Dharma Form to shatter even the opponent's Immortal Talisman rules...

Li Qingshan was shocked by the power of his punch.

Ultimate power.

With just a little more of the Dao soldier's mountain-splitting power, the bridge was used to forcefully tear apart the immortal talisman formed by the Dao soldier's bloodline.

If it is supported by a powerful force.

That would be terrible!

No wonder the Way of Power was listed as a forbidden power by the immortals who had attained the Dao in this world.

They are terrified of this power!

"With the power of the Dharma Image combined with the power to split mountains, it might actually be able to split mountains, trigger a terrifying earthquake, and cause the sky to collapse and the earth to crack."

Li Qingshan licked his lips.

I wonder if this power can threaten that Divine Power Realm expert.

Yes.

They witnessed the terrifying power of a single punch that shattered the clouds for miles around.

Li Qingshan has already set his sights on the Divine Power Realm under the blessing of the Dharma Aspect.

Even if the power of a mere Dharma form can devour corpses and refine the power of rules within them, it would be difficult to achieve the same effect as before.

The reason why this change is so significant.

It is not Li Qingshan's current Dao soldier body, which possesses the strength of a hundred tons.

It's nothing else either.

It's simply because it has the added power of [Mountain Splitting].

This is equivalent to a spear having a spearhead.

This allows the terrifying power of the Dharma Form to directly impact the collision of rules, creating a bridge to annihilate enemies.

The mechanism of the Dharma Form has evolved along with the level of cultivation.

Under these circumstances, Li Qingshan did not believe that someone in the Spirit Transformation Realm could survive being punched by him.

The only side effect was that the power just now was too terrifying, exceeding his previous understanding of the blessing of the Dharma Image, and it even annihilated the spatial ring on the Qian family member's body.

"Never mind... I'll be more careful next time..."

Li Qingshan shrank in size and disappeared into the ground below, heading towards the East China Sea.

After escaping a thousand miles away.

He stripped away the Dao soldier's bloodline, changed his form, and relied on his martial arts cultivation and the [Hundred-Ton King Charge] to continue his escape in a different direction.

Repeatedly several times.

Seeing that he had not received any warning, Li Qingshan quietly returned to Guixu, where the Iron Leg Sect was located.

His face was full of anticipation.

This looting is now over.

Let's see if this soldier's bloodline will turn into a talent, and then I'll just steal it.

If it can be done.

If he comes twice more, he'll be comparable to the sect leader.

At that time.

The one who should be afraid is no longer Li Qingshan!

Not only that.

The energy and aura deep within the Etheric Domain, the remains of Morning Star, and the so-called lord transformed from Morning Star's obsession...

The more Li Qingshan thought about those things, the more excited he became.