Alchemy & Martial Supreme

"Humph! You better kneel down and beg me now and swear that you will never step into the territory of the Golden Mysterious Macaque. Otherwise, you will die here." Jin Zhijun released his killing intent and said in a restrained tone.    

He was worried that Qin Ming wouldn't come up. If Qin Ming didn't go up the stage, he would lose face.    

What he wanted wasn't to embarrass Qin Ming, but to kill him.    

Seeing Jin Zhijun being stubborn, Qin Ming didn't look at him anymore. His eyes swept across the crowd below the stage.    

Because the stage was very high, the audience seats below the stage could be seen at a glance. Very quickly, he found the position of Heaven Summoning.    

Seeing Qin Ming's gaze looking over, summoning heaven's eyes carried a smile, as if mocking him.    

Huantian was watching him make a joke of himself, waiting for him to be exhausted.    

Looking at Huantian's smile, Qin Ming knew what he was thinking.    

"Hmph..." Qin Ming no longer paid attention to Huantian. Instead, he focused his attention on Jin Zhijun.    

Initially, he intended to spare Jin Zhijun's life. After all, Jin Zhizhi had given him a lot of help. No matter what, Jin Zhijun was a genius of the Golden Mysterious Macaque Clan. The bloodline in his body was useful to the Golden Mysterious Macaque Clan. It would not be good to kill him like this.    

However, when he went on stage, he found that Jin Zhijun was stubborn and wanted to kill him.    

He couldn't show mercy. If he showed mercy and died, he would be a complete idiot.    

He could not put himself in danger just because he wanted to return the favor of the Golden Mysterious Macaque.    

Once a battle started, life and death would be decided by fate. He wanted to kill Jin Zhijun as soon as possible. This way, he could save energy and hide some trump cards.    

Without wasting any time, Qin Ming summoned the "Flame." The flame in his hand burned fiercely, and fiery red scales appeared on his body.    

In today's battle, Qin Ming had transformed from the very beginning.    

The stronger the bloodline of the Martial Cultivator, the more it would increase the strength of the Martial Cultivator.    

Jin Zhijun possessed the bloodline of the Golden Mysterious Macaque, but the quality of his bloodline was definitely not as high as the supreme bloodline.    

After the transformation, Qin Ming's body naturally emitted killing intent. This killing intent was very pure, as if it had no emotions and was only for the sake of killing.    

"This killing intent." The audience below the stage was shocked when they felt the killing intent coming from Qin Ming's body.    

Initially, they thought that Jin Zhijun would most likely win the battle between Qin Ming and Jin Zhijun.    

After all, they had heard that Qin Ming was just an ordinary Martial Cultivator. There were no major powers behind him.    

Jin Zhijun, on the other hand, was a genius of the Golden Mysterious Macaque Clan. Plus, his cultivation realm was one realm higher than Qin Ming. No matter how they looked at it, Qin Ming was inferior to Jin Zhijun.    

However, they did not expect Qin Ming to have such a strong killing intent. This was very unusual.    

Experts might not have killing intent, but those who had killing intent must be experts. This was publicly acknowledged by all Martial Cultivators.    

Only after experiencing countless life and death battles would one have a killing intent. As for Qin Ming who had such a strong killing intent, one could imagine how many battles he had gone through.    

Although Qin Ming's cultivation realm was a small realm lower than Jin Zhijun's, if he had rich combat experience, it was still not certain who would win or lose in this battle.    

However, although most of the people were surprised by Qin Ming's killing intent, they all had high hopes for Jin Zhijun.    

It was because the strength of the Golden Mysterious Macaque race was obvious to all. Almost no Martial Cultivator of the same level could be defeated, let alone a genius like Jin Zhijun. There was almost no match for him.