Alchemy & Martial Supreme

All of the Poison Devils knew that if it wasn't for their help, the Demon Ancestor might have died.    

Even if he didn't die, he would still be seriously injured.    

Indeed, Qin Ming had won this battle.    

According to the agreement that the Devil Ancestor had made, they were going to let Qin Ming go.    

"I didn't lose!" The Devil Ancestor wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He took out a Perfect Dragon Rank Healing pill from his Dimensional Ring and said faintly, "That was just a warm-up. The real battle hasn't started yet."    

"All of you, don't disobey my orders anymore. Move aside!"    

On the surface, the Demon Ancestor was fiercely scolding the Poison Devils. The meaning behind his words was clear. He had completely pushed aside the matter of the Poison Devil interfering on his own accord just now.    

He refused to admit his loss.    

The injuries on the Demon Ancestor's internal organs were healed very quickly after being treated by the Perfect Dragon Rank Healing pill.    

He rubbed his shoulders and said unhappily, "This saber is too light. It can't bring out all of my strength."    

"Otherwise, I definitely wouldn't have been injured."    

The blade in the Demon Ancestor's hand was indeed a bit light to him.    

However, that didn't mean that if he had switched to a suitable weapon, he would have been able to block the attack just now without being injured at all.    

Even if he switched to a heavier weapon, he could only reduce the damage while defending against Qin Ming's attack.    

It was obvious that the attack just now wasn't Qin Ming's limit. Even if he changed his weapon, without the help of the Poison Devils, the devil ancestor's fate wouldn't be much better.    

The reason why the devil ancestor said this was because he wanted to regain some face on the surface.    

"Qin Ming's combat strength has really exceeded my expectation. He is obviously weaker than me, but he is still able to turn defeat into victory."    

"Apart from the fact that I am not serious about it, Qin Ming has a lot of combat experience. His determination to fight and fight is also very important."    

"If I can subdue Qin Ming, it doesn't matter if he's a hatchet man or someone who manages my power. He'll be very suitable."    

The stronger Qin Ming became, the more the Devil Ancestor wanted to recruit him as his subordinate.    

However, the stronger Qin Ming was, the harder it would be to subdue him.    

According to the agreement, it was naturally impossible for him to let Qin Ming go.    

Therefore, he could only use illogical reasoning to push the matter of his defeat to the back of his mind.    

"Of course, it's because my subordinates interrupted our battle. I am also responsible, so I will give you some time to rest. We will have a fair battle again." The Devil Ancestor said generously. He didn't believe that Qin Ming could still defeat him after making preparations.    

"Fair?" Qin Ming sneered. This was the so-called fairness.    

The true fairness should be the retreat of these Dragon Realm Poison Devils, instead of using their Qi to deal with him in secret. It would also not allow them to save him at his most critical moment.    

Furthermore, Qin Ming wouldn't be able to launch another attack this time.    

Apart from the fact that he had killed a thousand enemies and lost eight hundred of his own, there was another reason. The attack just now wasn't something he could use just because he wanted to.    

He needed the right time, the right place, and the right people. Qin Ming did not know why, but he was able to exert his strength beyond normal.    

If he tried again, he wouldn't be able to do it.    

Furthermore, it was because the Devil Ancestor looked down on him earlier that he was able to seize the initiative. Now that the Devil Ancestor was prepared, how could he allow him to succeed again?    

The Demon Ancestor would definitely go all out from the very start.    

The devil ancestor was very strong now. He was going all out. Qin Ming was no match for him.    

Looking at the shameless faces of these people, Qin Ming took a deep breath. He didn't criticize them at all. Instead, he clenched his fists tightly, preparing for another battle.