Alchemy & Martial Supreme

At this moment, he knew that he had been careless.    

He had never thought that Qin Ming would be so powerful.    

Judging from his aura, he shouldn't have reached the Celestial Scholar yet.    

However, the force of his punch was stronger than Xiao Tian's.    

Most importantly, he had a very precise grasp of the timing of the battle.    

Right now, he couldn't use his weapon and saber. The distance between the two of them was too close.    

What should he do?    

Qing Wukun could only give up on his saber and use both of his hands to block Qin Ming's fist.    

"Bang!"    

Qing Wukun's hand collided with Qin Ming's fist, creating a violent collision sound.    

The large blade fell from the sky, and Xiao Yun, who was quick to react, caught it.    

"Kid, you have some strength, but that's all." Qing Wukun touched his aching arm and said in a stern voice, "Now, I'll let you see the gap between a Healing Snake Stage and a Celestial Scholar."    

"Qin Ming, be careful." Xiao Tian said nervously.    

He had just witnessed the strength of a Healing Snake Stage, and he was no match for a Celestial Scholar warrior.    

This was the difference in quality.    

Although Qin Ming had won a small battle and seized Qing Wukun's weapon, he still couldn't make up for the gap between them.    

"Fight!"    

Clenching his fist tightly, Qin Ming rushed out. He threw a punch at Qing Wukun's chest.    

"Good timing." Qing Wukun clenched his fist as well.    

Although he wasn't good at fighting with empty hands, Qin Ming was only a Celestial Scholar warrior. He didn't think Qin Ming was a match for him.    

The origin energy in his body gathered and filled his body in a very short period of time.    

Qing Wukun's cloak fluttered even though there wasn't any wind, and his aura became even stronger.    

"Since you want to die, then I'll fulfill your wish."    

Qing Wukun would never hold back against Qin Ming. He had just underestimated him and made him suffer a small loss. This time, he was going all out.    

"Kill!" His fist carried a fierce gale as it collided with Qin Ming's fist.    

"* Hong Long...... *"    

A wave of air was emitted from the point where the two fists met. Xiao Tian and Xiao Yun looked at it nervously.    

"Hmph......"    

Qin Ming groaned and flew backwards.    

Although his body was stronger than Qing Wukun's, the quantity and quality of his Origin Qi was far inferior to his opponent's.    

He could only feel the origin energy rushing into his body, causing all the bones in his body to hurt.    

He wanted to kill him while he was ill. Qing Wukun would never let go of this good opportunity to attack. He stuck close to Qin Ming, clenched his fists, and continuously attacked Qin Ming.    

"Move slightly, move!" Qin Ming circulated his Origin Qi at high speed. His body moved unregulated, dodging Qing Wukun's attack.    

The move did not disappoint him. He successfully dodged Qing Wukun's attack.    

One move after another, Qing Wukun's attacks were endless. The Origin Qi seemed to be free.    

Sweat began to form on Qin Ming's forehead.    

He was no match for Qing Wukun. He wanted to fight back, but his opponent didn't care. He just fought with him.    

Relying on the fact that Yuan's temperament was higher than his, and that he had more weight than him, he didn't give him any time to catch his breath.    

"Not good, there's a problem with the minor movement technique."    

He only used it once. Although the Minute Subtlety Origin Skill didn't seem to be a problem, the continuous use of it caused his body to suffer heavy injuries due to the counteracting force.    

The more he used, the more serious the injury.    

If Qin Ming's body was not very strong, he would not have been able to do it a long time ago.    

Even ordinary Martial Cultivator, even if he learned the micro-movement technique, would not be able to use it.    

If he forcefully used it, he would only be torn into pieces by the violent Origin Qi.    

Qing Wukun's face lit up when he noticed that Qin Ming's movements had started to slow down.    

He had already guessed that Qin Ming would not be able to train such a superb origin technique. There must be something wrong with it.