Alchemy & Martial Supreme

If Qin Ming killed him now, he would die in a normal battle, and he wouldn't be able to hold Jin Zhijun accountable.    

After all, this was a battle. Swords and swords had no eyes, and it was impossible for them to always be on guard against killing their opponent.    

A battle between Martial Cultivator was filled with danger, and they didn't dare to experience life and death. So, why did they need to go to the arena?    

Moreover, Jin Zhijun's eyes were filled with killing intent. He didn't hide it at all. Even if Qin Ming killed him now, it would make sense from a moral point of view.    

Many of the Golden Mysterious Macaque were worried that Qin Ming would kill Jin Zhijun. After all, Jin Zhijun had a strong bloodline of the Golden Mysterious Macaque Race. Killing him would be a huge loss to the entire Golden Mysterious Macaque Race.    

Qin Ming did not kill Jin Zhijun. Instead, he kicked him off the arena.    

The moment he kicked, Qin Ming removed his transformation. He took out a black stone from his Dimensional Ring and recovered his physical strength and qi and blood at the fastest speed.    

"Thank you." Jin Zhizhi saw Qin Ming kick Jin Zhijun down from the arena and sat down as if a heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders. He expressed his thanks. Only she could hear it.    

Qin Ming could kill Jin Zhijun. She could already tell that Qin Ming had just accumulated his strength and hadn't reached his limit.    

If he accumulated his strength for a period of time, Jin Zhijun wouldn't be seriously injured and would cough up blood. Instead, he would die instantly, without even leaving a corpse behind.    

She could clearly see how powerful that punch was, even from far away.    

Furthermore, even if she didn't use her strength to attack, she felt that Qin Ming should have already seen through Jin Zhijun's flaw in the Dao Origin Skill and could easily defeat him.    

It wasn't that Jin Zhijun was weaker than Qin Ming, but that he had experienced too few battles, and Qin Ming possessed the supreme bloodline and unimaginable combat strength. That was why he was able to defeat Jin Zhijun so easily.    

If her brother's cultivation realm was at the peak of the Saint Beast realm, he should be able to defeat Qin Ming head on if he used all of his techniques.    

Jin Zhijun had lost, and Qin Ming wasn't injured either. This was the best outcome. Jin Zhizhi finally revealed a smile on his face.    

Jin Zhijun, who was kicked off the stage by Qin Ming, was carried away by the people of the Golden Mysterious Macaque race. His mouth was filled with healing pill.    

When Jin Zhijun was kicked off the stage, he was already unconscious. After being tormented by his clansmen, he opened his eyes half-awake.    

The first thing he did when he opened his eyes was to look at Jin Zhizhi. However, he realized that Jin Zhizhi was not looking at him. Instead, he was staring at Qin Ming with a smile that he had never seen before.    

When he saw Jin Zhizhi's smile, Jin Zhijun felt another surge of blood energy. He spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted.    

Jin Zhijun's reaction made the surrounding Golden Mysterious Macaque people panic.    

Everyone in the audience saw Jin Zhijun's miserable condition.    

Originally, this ancestral worshipping ceremony was a stage for the descendants of the Golden Mysterious Macaque to display their strength. However, Jin Zhijun, one of the most talented Martial Cultivator of the Jin Xuan Macaque Clan, was defeated so miserably. It seemed like the Golden Mysterious Macaque would lose face in this ancestral worshipping ceremony.    

However, although Jin Zhijun was defeated miserably, no one dared to relax in front of the Golden Mysterious Macaque.    

The power of the Dao Origin Skill used by Jin Zhijun was obvious to everyone. None of the Saint Beast Realm Martial Cultivator could withstand the attack.    

Jin Zhijun's Dao Origin Skill was very powerful. How powerful would Qin Ming be if he defeated him face to face?