Alchemy & Martial Supreme

Jin Zhijun in the distance looked at Qin Ming in the ring with a complicated expression.

He challenged Qin Ming before. Although he didn't have much hope of winning, he must have had an illusion.

His martial artist realm has broken through to the realm of beasts, and now his strength gap with Qin Ming is definitely the smallest. When Qin Ming's realm of martial arts has broken through to realm of beasts, it will be even more impossible for him to defeat Qin Ming.

So now there is still one point of hope to defeat him, and in the future, with Qin Ming's martial arts talent, the gap between him and Qin Ming's martial arts strength will only widen.

But now that he saw Qin Ming's strength, he really realized the gap between the two.

In the previous battle, even if he used other Daoyuan skills, it was impossible to change the ending, but the loss was better.

Jin Zhijun's eyes didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but when he saw Jin Zhizhi, he saw her cheering happily.

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In the arena, Qin Ming pushed Jin Zhian down a little bit. He had fully grasped the situation and implemented his plan in an orderly manner.

Jin Zhian turned a blind eye to his attack. He was full of confidence in his ultimate defense and would definitely be able to persevere until he forced Jin Zhian out of the ring.

Jin Zhian looked at the smile on Qin Ming's face, he was very anxious now, and if this continued, he would definitely be pushed into the arena in public, which was too ugly.

He was anxious, but there was nothing he could do.

"This is an arena battle. If it's normal, Qin Ming's strategy is of no use to me." Jin Zhixin sighed inwardly.

Only by fighting in the arena can we push off the arena and win. If it is a real life and death battle, there will be no rules, and he will not be so passive.

"It seems that I can only use the bloodline ability of my Jinxuan macaque clan." Jin Zhian took a deep breath, and he simply retreated along Qin Ming.

Seeing that Jin Zhi'an had no resistance, he pushed him to the edge of the ring very smoothly, and he could win the competition immediately, but Qin Ming was not happy at all, but was unprecedentedly vigilant.

Jin Zhi'an's momentum suddenly changed greatly, Qin Ming felt that Jin Zhi'an suddenly became a towering mountain, like a high sun.

In Qin Ming's mind, life is equal.

Whether it is the creatures in the Supreme World or the creatures in other worlds, there is no difference in their essence, and no one is more noble than the other.

Even a human warrior without bloodline can develop a martial path that relies on the blood stone of the source beast.

Because he firmly believes that life is equal, he will not despise anyone because of his blood, nor will he feel that he is inferior because of someone's blood and the power behind him.

It is also for this reason that when he first met Xuan Bing and Jin Zhizhi, he was able to get along with them as equals.

And ordinary warriors can't do this at all.

Can't even get along as equals, let alone make friends with them.

He has always felt that everyone is equal, but now he feels the momentum of Jin Zhi'an, and he has a feeling that he is inferior to others, and the other party is naturally nobler than him.

"This is... the power of the supreme bloodline!" Qin Ming was startled, he no longer continued to persecute Jin Zhi'an, but simply gave up the immediate possible victory and escaped at the fastest speed.

But it was already too late. Jin Zhian bullied himself and stabbed him in the chest with a sword. The speed was so fast that he couldn't stop it at all.