1638: C1638 Injured

C1638 Injured

"You're courting death!" Qin Ming's face was full of ruthlessness when he saw Xi Hsing's intention.

He did not retreat, instead, he threw a punch at the Source Device.

Qin Ming's huge fist ignited a fiery red flame of origin energy. With a hissing sound, it hit the silver sword.

In an instant, blood flowed out of Qin Ming's fist.

Xi Hsing was forced to retreat by this powerful strike.

"How can you have such powerful strength? Why didn't my Source Device cut off your hand?"

Xi Hsing was shocked and asked two questions in a row.

He looked at Xi Hsing's frightened eyes. The fierceness on Qin Ming's face didn't fade away.

For some reason, as Qin Ming's martial arts strength increased, the toughness of his body also increased.

When he was at the second level of the Origin Scholar, Qin Ming had noticed the changes in his body.

For this reason, he had even specially looked for books to find out more about his body's condition.

However, he had only found one reason.

Bloodline.

Wasn't his bloodline at the lowest level?

Why was his cultivation speed faster than the other lowest grade Martial Cultivator?

After advancing, would his body become stronger?

After thinking for a long time, Qin Ming did not understand, so he simply put it aside.

In any case, there were only benefits and no disadvantages to strengthening one's body.

This was also the reason why he dared to use his hand against Xi Hsing's Source Device.

"Although the Source Device is powerful, it depends on who uses it...."

A fierce look flashed across Qin Ming's eyes, and a red Origin Qi rose up from his fist. As he spoke, he had already come to Xi Hsing's side.

Xi Hsing's heart skipped a beat when he saw the killing intent coming from Qin Ming's body. This was the first time he had seen this. He felt that death was approaching.

Qin Ming was going to kill him.

Qin Ming really wanted to kill him.

He wanted to dodge, but he suddenly realized that he had lost his balance.

At this time, not to mention dodging, it would already be good if he could stand firm.

The sword in his hand was violently trembling.

Qin Ming's attack just now was too powerful. Although it hit the sword, the force from the sword made his arm slightly injured.

These minor injuries were normally not a big deal. Even if they were not treated, they could be healed very quickly.

But where was he now? This was a critical battle, and the injury to his arm directly affected his movements.

He could not dodge Qin Ming's next punch, nor could he block it.1

If he was hit by Qin Ming's powerful punch...

Xi Hsing didn't dare think about the consequences.

"I don't want to fight anymore, I want to live!"

Qin Ming's killing intent was like a nightmare, appearing in Xi Hsing's heart. His instinct to live had occupied all of his brain.

At this moment, he didn't care about anything.

As long as he didn't fight Qin Ming, as long as he could ensure his own safety, he wouldn't care about anything.

He didn't care about the prizes after the competition, nor did he care about the mocking laughter after the defeat. He only wanted to live.

Only his father could save him.

Thinking of this, Xi Hsing cast his pleading eyes upwards.

Qin Ming's punch landed on Xi Hsing's sword, causing the entire Moon Wolf Sect to boil.

The expected broken arm did not happen. Instead, it was Xi Hsing who was at a disadvantage.

Qin Ming's courage to seize the initiative despite being injured had earned the respect of all the disciples.

At the scene, many disciples were jealous of Qin Ming.

They thought that the heavens were too unfair. They gave him Qin Ming's unparalleled Pill Tao talent, and also his extraordinary martial talent.

In just a short period of four months, he had reached the Origin Scholar Nine Layer.

But at this moment, the jealousy in their hearts was completely gone.

They had never seen such a ferocious Martial Cultivator before.

Such a brave warrior should have an absolute talent in martial arts.

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