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30 Lightning strikes, reborn

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"What is that kid from the WuTang Sect doing?”

"Setting up an iron pole in the courtyard, is he trying to get himself struck by lightning?”

"Could it be that the Peerless Heavenly Book recorded the divine technique of absorbing lightning power?”

……

These people came from all over the world. After receiving the news, they all rushed to Pill Sun Town.

However, they were much smarter and more cautious than those who rashly rushed to the door to snatch the divine technique.

A starving camel was still bigger than a horse. It was rumored that Song Qingshu was heavily injured after defeating the Mongolian soldiers, and his strength was greatly reduced.

However, if the rumors in the martial world could be believed, even a sow could climb a tree.

Therefore, they were not in a hurry to stand out. Instead, they stayed in the homes of the nearby commoners and watched in secret.

These few days, the reckless people who barged into the Wudang branch one after another were all beheaded.

It also made them feel lucky for their cautious choice.

Originally, they had planned to wait like this and let the others make the first move while they sat back and reaped the benefits.

However, this sudden thunderstorm disrupted their plans.

They weren't sure why Song Qingshu would make something like that in the courtyard, or what it was for.

However, what if Song Qingshu's peerless divine technique had a method to use lightning to heal?

If they continued to wait, wouldn't they miss all the opportunities?

With this in mind, those 'smart people' began to consciously gather together.

Of course, killing and robbing people was not a glorious thing. Those who dared to have designs on Song Qingshu were basically all famous experts in the martial arts world.

Therefore, they all covered their faces and did not expose their identities.

One of them, a white-haired muscular old man, said,"Everyone, I don't think we can wait any longer.

Song Qingshu's injuries will recover sooner or later. Once he recovers, we'll probably be unable to do anything to him.

Instead of scheming against each other, it was better to join forces and capture that kid together to interrogate the Peerless Heavenly Book in public.”

When the old man spoke, his aura was incomparably vigorous. Clearly, he was a Postliminary Realm expert.

Even if they didn't know his identity, his cultivation alone was enough to put him in a higher position among the crowd.

"I agree. If Song Qingshu really killed the Xuanming Elders, then once he recovers from his injuries, it will be very difficult for us to do anything to him!”

The one who spoke was an old man with a sword on his back. His cultivation had also reached the Postnatal realm.

He agreed with the robust old man's opinion. It was obvious that he also planned to make a move tonight.

"Rather than letting no one get it, why don't everyone here share it? I'm willing to join too.”

"A peerless divine technique belongs to the virtuous. Since Song Qingshu had obtained such a divine technique, he should share it with others!”

"Hehe, if that kid knows his place, everything will be easy. If he doesn't…Hehe, there are so many heroes here. I don't believe that he can deal with them!

……

Soon, everyone reached a consensus and rushed towards the Wudang branch.

At this moment, Song Qingshu's cultivation was almost at the end.

As a cultivator in the Postnatal realm, even with the Sky-Devouring Demonic Technique protecting his body, it was still too risky to resist the heavenly lightning with his body.

However, as a transmigrator in the future, Song Qingshu was no fool.

He used the lightning rod to guide the heavenly lightning to the surface, then used the Sky-Devouring Demonic Power to devour the lightning essence energy that was dissipating on the surface.

In this way, he could also achieve the effect of tempering his body with lightning and condensing the lightning essence.

At this moment, Song Qingshu's entire body was flashing with dazzling lightning, making him look like a silver god of war.

He was circulating the Great Sun Thunder Body's energy circulation technique. He was circulating the power of thunder throughout his body, tempering every inch of his muscles and every cell to release the potential within.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

The skin on Song Qingshu's body slowly turned charred black, and black smoke that carried a foul smell began to rise.

But that was only the beginning. Soon, the charred skin began to fall off.

A layer of strong muscles with a bronze metallic luster was revealed. It looked many times stronger than before.

This was the first level of the Great Sun Thunder Body, the Bronze Thunder Body. It could borrow the power of thunder to open up the 43 meridians in the body.

It could also form a Yuan Qi vortex under the skin and gather the Yuan Qi between heaven and earth.

If he were to encounter an external attack, the Yuan Qi vortex would be able to absorb a portion of the external force and turn it into nutrients, speeding up the tempering of his physical body.

Although Song Qingshu had yet to completely master the first level of the Great Sun Thunder Body, he had already completed the first transformation and successfully entered the rudiments.

In that case, the power of lightning would remain in his body in the future and he could refine it at any time. He did not need to wait for the thunderstorm anymore.

Of course, cultivating in the middle of a thunderstorm would be much faster than meditating.

"I've only completed the first tempering of the Bronze Thunder Body, but my physical body has already become so much stronger.”

Song Qingshu felt the obvious changes in his body, and a smile appeared on his face.

"I'm afraid that even if I were to take a direct hit from an ordinary sword, my skin might not even break!”

"Continue tempering!"

Song Qingshu was about to close his eyes again and continue tempering his body.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a wave of aura surging toward the Wudang branch and the martial arts practice field.

Soon, a dense group of masked men appeared in front of Song Qingshu.

Roughly estimated, there were about fifty to sixty of them, and their auras were not weak.

In the pugilistic world, he was at least one of the best among the first-rate experts.

Among them, there were three old men who emitted the aura of a Postliminary Realm expert. No one dared to underestimate them.

Thinking about it, it made sense. If he didn't have any skills, how would he dare to have any ideas about Song Qingshu?

Three Postliminary Realm experts and fifty to sixty first-rate experts. This force was quite huge.

If they joined forces, they could even destroy some of the big sects in the martial arts world.

As a result, these people stood in front of Song Qingshu and acted very aggressively.

"Haha, Song Qingshu, you're enjoying the Heavenly Book of Peerless by yourself. Even the heavens couldn't stand it and sent down lightning to strike you.”

"Young Hero Song, we have no intention of becoming enemies with you. As long as you hand over the Heavenly Book, we will leave immediately.”

"That's right. Anyway, sharing the Peerless Heavenly Book won't hurt you.”

"Song Qingshu, you don't look like you're in a good state right now. If you continue to persist in your wrongdoings, we won't be polite.”

……

Listening to the masked men's chatter, Song Qingshu's lips curled into a cold smile.""Clown."

Song Qingshu's disdainful attitude instantly infuriated the masked men.

A first-rate expert was definitely a big shot even in the martial world. When had he ever been looked down upon like this?

Immediately, a dozen or so first-rate experts leaped out of the crowd and pounced on Song Qingshu from all directions.

Some used swords, some used sabers, some used whips…

These people had all hidden their family's cultivation techniques, but the combined might of more than ten first-rate experts was still intimidating.

Even a Postliminary Realm expert would not dare to let his guard down in the face of such a siege.

Otherwise, it would be very easy for ants to bite an elephant to death.

But at that moment, Song Qingshu didn't even blink.

In the next second, a thick bolt of lightning struck down from the sky.

In an instant, the power of thunder and lightning raged within a radius of ten meters around Song Qingshu, and all those who attacked…

All of them were included!

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