Alchemy & Martial Supreme

Otherwise, he was only at the True Dragon Realm. Why would he use a sacred beast level weapon?    

The higher the level of the weapon, the more powerful it was.    

But the prerequisite was that the Martial Cultivator could be controlled.    

In a situation where he could not control it, the Martial Cultivator might injure him when it attacked the enemy.    

If the Martial Cultivator could not control a stronger weapon, its strength would not increase. Instead, it might become a burden.    

If the Martial Cultivator used a stronger weapon, the Martial Cultivator's strength would also become stronger. Then, how could he only use an early Saint Beast grade dagger? The Chen Family had more than one God Beast grade weapon.    

He didn't have a long weapon with him, and he didn't know how to use a long weapon. In addition, Qin Ming threw another dagger out of the arena. Chen Xiuxian realized that he couldn't defeat Qin Ming anymore.    

At least when Qin Ming used such a 'helpless' way of fighting, he didn't have a good idea.    

"If I knew this would happen, I would have learned other weapons in the past!" Chen Xiuxian secretly decided that after this Martial Arts Competition ended, he must learn a type of long weapon.    

The reason why he used a dagger was because his God's Chosen Dao allowed him to stand in the blind spot of the Martial Cultivator and attack. Assassination could be said to be successful.    

In the past, he thought that as long as he specialized in one type of weapon, it would be fine. In this world, there was no weapon that was stronger and which weapon was weaker. It only depended on whether the Martial Cultivator was compatible with it or not.    

And he was very compatible with the dagger, so he chose the two daggers as his weapon.    

For a moment, Chen Xiu Xian was unable to find a way to break out of this situation, so he could only dodge again and again. But how fast was Qin Ming? After seeing how effective his method was, Naturally, he wanted to end the battle as quickly as possible, not giving Chen Xiuxian a chance to catch his breath and think of a way.    

Chen Xiuxian was very smart. It could be said that the entire Martial Arts Competition was under his control. Who knew if he would find a way to turn the situation around if he was given time?    

In the past, the battles were all about competing in strength between Martial Cultivator. When fighting Chen Xiuxian, other than being strong, one also needed to use one's brain.    

Qin Ming's rapid battle had caused Chen Xiuxian great trouble. When he used the Heavenly Selection Dao once again, he found himself in a dilemma. No matter how he attacked, he would be attacked by Qin Ming.    

Should he perish together with Qin Ming?    

This wasn't realistic. Even if he wanted to die together with Qin Ming, Qin Ming's physique was stronger than his. He might die, but Qin Ming might not.    

However, he would definitely be seriously injured, which would reduce his talent in martial arts.    

If he died in exchange for Qin Ming's serious injury, his talent in martial arts would be reduced. This was not worth it.    

Not good!    

All of a sudden, Chen Xiuxian fell into a trance.    

It turned out that his mental energy, which had not fully recovered after using the God's Chosen Path frequently, was about to run out. He felt dizzy and dizzy.    

"I admit defeat." Chen Xiuxian staggered and said hurriedly.    

When he heard Chen Xiuxian admit defeat, it was already too late for Qin Ming to retract his fist, which looked like he was ready to die.    

He had been fighting with Chen Xiuxian with all his strength, and none of his punches were fake.    

A fake move could deceive other Martial Cultivator, but it was absolutely impossible to deceive Chen Xiuxian, who had comprehended the Heavenly Dao Selection.    

Using a false move against Chen Xiuxian was only giving Chen Xiuxian the chance to turn defeat into victory.    

Therefore, not only was there no false move, Qin Ming had also used up ten percent of his strength in each punch. He knew that if he couldn't win now, he, who didn't have any trump cards, might be defeated.