567: C567 Detonation Curse

C567 Detonation Curse

Loong Miaoyu gave a strange smile, but the surrounding people scoffed at her.

"A daughter-in-law of the Long family with just passed Hong Kong Zheng Family actually dares to be disrespectful to Grandmaster Zhou Qingyang?! This is like eating a bear's heart and a leopard's guts!"

"If Grandmaster Zhou wants to kill her, it is as easy as flipping his hand. With the mystical technique in the Central Plains, it is extremely easy to kill people without leaving a trace. If Grandmaster Zhou is willing, even with Hua Yingxiong's help, it will be difficult to protect Loong Miaoyu's life! "

The conflict from the ancient times had spread throughout the entire Martial Arts Realm, and a new method of attack had been developed to form a new method of defense.

Similarly, new forms of defense force people to develop new ways of attack.

However, throughout the long process of development of martial arts techniques, attacks were always superior to defensive measures.

Even modern technology is the same.

No matter how advanced the bulletproof vest was, it was unable to defend against all the bullets.

No matter how powerful a computer firewall is, it is always behind the virus of hackers.

However, the goldfish hidden in the tank would always be eaten by greedy house cats.

If the laws of nature were like this, it was absolutely not something that could be made up for by the difference in strength.

No matter how powerful Hua Yingxiong was, he would not be able to defend against Zhou Qingyang's deathblow. This was also one of the reasons why the Arts Master was holding back.

"Zheng Wenan is also lamentable, he's about to lose his husband right after marriage!"

Some people gloated.

In the next second, the enraged Zhou Qingyang made his move, "Ignorant girl, let me show you the real technique!"

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Qingyang had already taken out a talisman from his bosom. He casually waved it, and the talisman shot straight into the air.

At the same time, Zhou Qingyang muttered some incomprehensible, obscure incantations, as if they contained an endless amount of demonic power.

The talisman floating in the air started to tremble crazily as it was affected by the chant.

In an instant, the red light on the talisman grew brighter, but it started to burn on its own.

The fire intensified, and in an instant it turned into a giant fireball with a diameter of half a meter.

"Explosion Spell! It's actually the Explosion Spell!" Everyone present immediately let out a series of exclamations.

More than half of the people present today were distinguished officials of the Hong Kong Island.

These people didn't understand any techniques, and seeing this scene, they only felt a sense of novelty. Immediately, they began to scream.

As for the remaining half, they also used their foresight to show the living the house's feng shui and the location of the tomb of the dead.

Amongst them, there were very few who could use some skills, such as Sunn Chuanting, who were already revered as masters.

As for the Arts Sect Master s, they were one in a million and the only few remaining Arts Sect Master s only operated within the Hong Kong Island.

The truth was very simple. The Arts Sect Master had an obvious advantage over the Martial Arts Sect Master.

The Arts Sect Master controlled spells, some controlling lightning, some controlling raging flames, some controlling ice, and some controlling gales.

Regardless of the power of these moves, they were extremely impressive.

In the eyes of ordinary wealthy merchants, these people were like gods. With just a single gesture, they were all extraordinary.

And after the Hong Kong Island had returned to the Central Plains, the top merchants of the entire Central Plains had practically all gathered at the Hong Kong Island.

The Hong Kong Island merchants were rich and imposing, naturally waving large amounts of banknotes, they visited all the Arts Sect Master in the Central Plains.

Thus, the Arts Sect Master entered the realm of Hong Kong Island in large numbers, flourishing in the art world.

Although the economy of the Central Plains rose later on, this structure had already been established. Although there was still a portion of the Arts Sect Master s that returned to the north, the status of the profound arts and techniques could not be changed.

Amongst many spells, fire magic was without a doubt the most popular one.

Not only is it good-looking, it also has a certain level of power.

But for most people, the level of any skill or the power of any skill was secondary.

As long as his moves were good, this Arts Sect Master would definitely be strong.

The layman watched the show, but he didn't know much about it either.

Sunn Chuanting's faction, had already become heaven upon seeing the Explosive Incantation.

"I never thought that I would be able to see such a mysterious spell in my lifetime. I have only heard about the Explosive Spell from the elders of my sect." It is said that they have been lost since fifty years ago. I never thought that there would be the inheritance of this kind of technique in Hong Kong Island! " At the end, Sunn Chuanting could not help but exclaim, "Seems like the capital of techniques, truly lives up to its name!"

When these words came out, many of the surrounding Arts Master s all became complacent.

"Don't be too shocked, Zhou Qingyang is only the second strongest in Hong Kong Island, if you all saw Grandmaster Hua take action, then you all would know the true meaning of a technique!"

"Hong Kong Island is known as the capital of techniques, we really do have some ability!"

Following Sunn Chuanting's praise, the tails of the Hong Kong Island Arts Master s rose to the sky.

But, right at this moment, Lu Fanfeng opened his mouth and said, "Zhou Qingyang doesn't have much more than ten seconds to live!"

Everyone was in an uproar when they heard this.

Some of the hot-tempered people had even already stood up and walked towards Lu Fanfeng, "Brat, say it again when you have the guts!"

However, before he finished speaking, a sinister laughter sounded out.

Loong Miaoyu's face revealed a look of disdain, but she started to laugh arrogantly, "There are no Amitabha in the south, this humble monk has been hiding from the world for a hundred years, I never thought that a mere Explosion Spell would become a supreme technique, it's truly laughable!"

Everyone looked as if they had seen a ghost, and looked at Loong Miaoyu in disbelief, "Oh my god, how could that girl produce such a man's voice!"

"You are …" Zhou Qingyang was also shocked, his entire body was trembling, as he looked at Loong Miaoyu in disbelief, "Who are you!?"

Loong Miaoyu looked at him with a teasing gaze, "It has been a long time since I last used my name, and even I myself have forgotten my name. I only remember a nickname that was passed down in the world …"

Loong Miaoyu's red lips opened slightly, but made a strange sound.

It was a strange, aged, terrifying, and sinister sound, as if this sound contained all sorts of frightening words. It was merely a few sentences, but it was enough to make Zhou Qingyang feel as if he had seen a ghost.

"Back then, the Emperor of Great Qing bestowed me with the title …" Loong Miaoyu looked at everyone with a gaze that seemed to look down on all living beings, and then slowly said four words: "Great Sun Dharma King!"

The moment he said this, as if he was struck by lightning, Zhou Qingyang's entire face became deathly pale, "Impossible, you can't possibly be Great Sun Dharma King. He already died a hundred years ago!"

Great Sun Dharma King, this was a name that was both familiar and foreign to him.

Those who were familiar with the history of the Central Plains and had a certain understanding of Martial Arts Realm would definitely have heard of the mighty Great Sun Dharma King.

In those days, many great powers, rich but not strong, the four sides bullied me, the country perished.

Great Sun Dharma King appeared out of nowhere, with his own strength, he had to fight against the strongest from the two nations, restore the Central Plains, and reconstruct the imperial court.1

It was because of this that he was able to enjoy the limelight later on.

It was a pity that their nation's power was weak, the imperial government was corrupt, and they had lost the hearts of the people.

The British and the French came back later to form an alliance, known as the Eight Kingdoms, but actually gathered the experts of the eleven nations, including the Central Plains.

Under the pincer attack of the inner and outer experts, the Great Sun Dharma King had fallen and the Qing Dynasty gradually weakened.

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