Alchemy & Martial Supreme

"Those who dare to fight me, no matter what your purpose is, for the sake of safety, you better become a corpse."    

"If you're afraid of death, then don't come up"    

"Of course. If you have the ability to kill me, then come at me as much as you want. I, Qin Ming, will accompany you to the end!"    

Hearing Qin Ming's loud and powerful words, the Martial Cultivator immediately cheered.    

"If you have the guts, you dare to fight with Que Yang. This is the Qin Ming in my heart. Qiao Yang had always felt that he was amazing. In fact, he was only at the peak of the True Dragon Realm. He hadn't even reached the Saint Beast Realm. What was so amazing about him? "    

"I admire Qin Ming the most. It's because he never looked down on me. Even when faced with the threat of Qiao Yang, he could still straighten his chest and act like a human. If I could be like Qin Ming, my current strength would be far beyond the Early True Dragon Realm."    

"You want Qin Ming to be like this? Dream on. Qin Ming's courage is because he has the corresponding strength. You don't have the strength, yet you dare to be so tough in front of these major powers. You will only die. I'm worried that these people have no bottom line. I wonder what shameless things they will do."    

"Hmph... If they dare to go too far, if there's a chance, I'll overturn the entire Vermilion Bird Tribe."    

“……”    

The Martial Cultivator had long disliked the Diao Yang Tribe. It was only because the ordinary Martial Cultivator was a pile of loose sand that they did not dare to be the leader.    

In many people's hearts, they could not wait for the Vermilion Bird Tribe to be destroyed.    

When he heard the Martial Cultivator's words, the color of his face changed from green to purple. He knew that Qin Ming was in the right now. The more he argued, the more passive he became.    

He let out a cold snort and turned his face away, ignoring Qin Ming.    

However, he didn't want to talk to Qin Ming, and Qin Ming wouldn't let this matter rest. "Qiao Yang, to put it bluntly, this match is to fight for the qualification to enter the Cloud Cliff's Kui Dao Formation. You will send Ghost Blade. I won't say anything. This is all within the rules. "    

"But you just pulled out your weapon, your feet are already on the steps of the arena, you can already be considered to have participated in the competition, violating the rules"    

"Does this mean that the rules are always like this? The Martial Cultivator below the stage can interfere with the competition as they wish."    

"If that is the case, I can do as you wish. After I come down, I will be the same as you. If I don't like anyone, I will launch a sneak attack. "    

"I believe that with my strength, even if it's a peak True Dragon Realm Martial Cultivator, it won't feel good under my sneak attack."    

Qin Ming's words had clearly said that it wasn't right for Qiao Yang to attack.    

It also made the Martial Cultivator below feel that this battle was unfair. They all looked over, waiting for Qiao Yang to speak.    

The rules of the match were decided by Qiao Yang and the others. If they could really make a move under the stage, then this match would be meaningless.    

No one dared to stand on the stage. Facing the sneak attack of all the Martial Cultivator below the stage, even a peak True Dragon Realm Martial Cultivator might lose its life.    

Once Qiao Yang nodded, the Martial Cultivator standing on the stage would come down without hesitation. This match would become a joke.    

The selection competition is of utmost importance. Sparrow Yang does not dare to destroy the entire competition.    

Furthermore, even if he destroyed the entire competition, he wouldn't be able to kill Qin Ming.    

Qin Ming was obviously prepared, and Qiao Yang didn't have the confidence to kill him.    

Therefore, no matter how unhappy he was, he could not refute Qin Ming.