Alchemy & Martial Supreme

On the stage, Chen Xiuxian's eyes also flashed with surprise. He didn't expect Qin Ming to be able to use such an attack. Ran Sibo was in danger.    

Ran Sibo was indeed in danger. Bean-sized beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. His hand tightened on the blade as his heart pounded.    

Pressure.    

He felt an unprecedented pressure of death.    

Compared to Qin Ming's previous attack, this attack was several times stronger.    

If it was the previous attack, when he lost his center of gravity, he could use the Blade Dao, which was as light as a feather, to block Qin Ming's attack.    

But now, even if he didn't lose his center of gravity and had enough time to prepare, Ran Sibo was not confident that he could block it.    

Block?    

How could he block it?    

The saber in his hand?    

This attack was too powerful. If he had reached the Saint Beast Realm, he might be able to block it with the saber in his hand. Although he would be injured, he would not die.    

With his current strength, even if he could block it, he would die.    

In fact, it was very fast. The moment Qin Ming revealed his trump card, he had already charged at Ran Sibo.    

His fist was aimed at Ran Sibo's chest. Boundless power gathered together and launched an attack!    

"I admit defeat! Quickly admit defeat!" Below, countless Martial Cultivator anxiously shouted at Ran Sibo.    

Ran Sibo's reputation was very loud, and he had many supporters.    

Even many Martial Cultivator did not know that there were monstrous geniuses participating in the competition, so they thought that the champion of this Martial Arts Competition should be Ran Sibo.    

Unfortunately, there was a soundproof array on the stage, and the array was open. Ran Sibo couldn't hear their shouts at all.    

On the arena, Ran Sibo was pressured by Qin Ming's aura, and he was extremely nervous. He did not know what to do.    

It felt like he was facing a holy beast expert! No, even if it was an early Saint Beast Realm Martial Cultivator, Ran Sibo felt that he could more or less block it, but Qin Ming's accumulated strength attack was simply unable to block it.    

He only had one feeling. No matter what he did, he would not have a good end. He would die.    

Although he knew that it would be a dead end, Ran Sibo did not choose to give up. Instead, he raised the large saber in his hand high up, and looked at Qin Ming with scarlet eyes.    

"Kill!" Ran Sibo roared. He wanted to slash out with this saber. If he missed, perhaps he could survive.    

Yes, just surviving meant that Ran Sibo no longer had the extravagant hope of not being heavily injured.    

After this battle, even if he could survive, the greatest possibility was that he would be heavily injured, his martial talent would be lowered, and he would not be able to reach the Divine Beast Realm!    

As for hiding, Ran Sibo had never thought of hiding. This was courting death.    

With his combat experience, how could he not see that Qin Ming's attack had firmly locked onto him? There was no way he could dodge it.    

Was he destined to be seriously injured or die?    

Since he already knew the result, Ran Sibo instead became calm at this moment. He accumulated strength while preparing to deal with Qin Ming's attack.    

He knew that Qin Ming had already used such a lethal attack, so it was impossible for him to withdraw it. If he withdrew it, he would be injured, and this battle was what he asked for.    

"I hope I can survive!" Ran Sibo's eyes slowly became firm. The more panicked he was, the worse the outcome would be. Only by doing everything he could do could he have a chance of survival.    

"Admit defeat!" Ran Sibo, who had calmed down, finally remembered to admit defeat.    

Of course, even if he admitted defeat, he could only block this attack if he wanted to survive!