Alchemy & Martial Supreme

"Even if I am willing, do you think Qin Ming will be willing?"    

"Even if you force us to fight, the result will not be good."    

Hearing his sister's words, Jin Zhi'an couldn't help but roll his eyes.    

He was just watching the show and didn't want to see the matter get out of hand. He wanted to see him make a fool of himself.    

As the clan head, Jin Zhi'an only maintained his true personality in front of his sister, who he grew up with. He turned around and faced his father and the elders. He smiled and said, "I think this person has a good idea. Qin Ming will let us fight. Let's see how much you have improved. "    

Since he couldn't avoid it, he might as well be straightforward.    

"Alright!" Jin Junyuan was very satisfied with his son's performance. Not retreating when facing a strong enemy was the true quality of a Martial Cultivator.    

Qin Ming had a smile on his face. He looked at Jin Zhi and said, "I look forward to fighting you."    

When he was fighting Jin Zhian earlier, he was easily defeated by his opponent. He couldn't even last more than three strikes from his opponent.    

This was under the circumstances where Jin Zhian didn't use his full strength. If he used his full strength, he might die in a single strike.    

He also didn't have the confidence to defeat Jin Zhi'an now, but he already had the qualifications to fight him. As for who would win, it would only be known after a battle.    

The few Great Elders were also very happy to see Qin Ming agree. They were looking forward to Qin Ming's performance.    

Qin Ming had just broken through to the next realm, and his body was emitting an imposing aura. Even they were afraid of him. It was imaginable how powerful the supreme bloodline was.    

In the previous battle between Qin Ming and Huan Tian, both of their bloodlines were only at the Saint Beast realm. They simply didn't have the ability to unleash the full potential of their bloodline.    

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In front of the lake in Qin Ming's manor, a gentle breeze blew past, causing ripples to appear on the surface of the lake.    

The moon rose high into the sky, and the manor became quiet. Only the occasional sound of insects could be heard.    

By the lake, Qin Ming and Jin Zhizhi stood together, looking at the calm surface of the lake in front of them. Jin Zhizhi's eyes were filled with happiness. Ever since the two of them expressed their feelings, their relationship had become much closer.    

"Qin Ming, don't do such a dangerous thing in the future. You don't know how worried I am when I see you at the bottom of the pond." Jin Zhizhi grabbed Qin Ming's hand and recalled his miserable condition at the bottom of the pond. Her heart ached, and she felt a lingering fear.    

The flesh and blood had been completely separated. Qin Ming was already on the verge of death. If it wasn't for the little beast calling for help in time, he might have been a corpse when she saw Qin Ming again.    

How painful it was to have his flesh and bones separated? It was possible that all the other pain in this world couldn't compare to the one in a million that Qin Ming had experienced.    

Although her father had told her that Qin Ming had achieved what he had today. He had experienced countless pain and had long cultivated a strong will. He wouldn't be defeated by pain and torture.    

But she would rather Qin Ming not be so strong, and hope that the pain and torture he had experienced would be less.    

The path of martial arts was really too rugged. In the past, she did not have a deep understanding of it.    

After all, she had the noble bloodline of the Golden Mysterious Macaque and the bloodline of the Golden Mysterious Macaque in her body was very strong. It was a great help to her.    

Ever since she was born, the bloodline in her body had reached the peak of the Divine Beast Realm. She had an advantage that ordinary Martial Cultivators did not even dare to think about.    

With the help of the bloodline, it was very easy for him to make a breakthrough in his martial arts. He did not need to go through any difficulties or dangers. He was even a little bored.