1893: C1893 Mental Demon

C1893 Mental Demon

Chiaki nodded. "I agree to cooperate."

"Only by defeating Qin Ming will we be able to split the benefits equally. If we lose... The two of us can only die here."

To be honest, the moment he found out that Qin Ming was hiding his power, his heart started to panic.

However, he suddenly realized that he was not alone. There was still a district turtle beside him.

This was a two-to-one battle.

Although their relationship with the Prefectural Turtle wasn't very good, at this moment, they had a common goal, to get rid of their former enmity.

Below the stage, the Martial Cultivator with discerning eyes also had something wrong with the pill Qin Ming refined.

Refining a Snake Grade pill and a Heavenly Level pill were very different. Only those with experience in alchemy could see it.

"Heavens! Qin Ming is a Snake Grade Alchemist! He is refining a Snake Grade pill!"

"It can't be! He is so young, and he is wearing Heavenly Pill Master's clothes! How could it be a Snake Grade pill?!"

"Qin Ming is a Snake Alchemist. Look at his calm expression when he is concocting pills. Is this something Heavenly Pill Master can do? "

"Right, I think so too. This kind of bearing... It is much stronger than the Alchemist worn by the two people beside him.

In my opinion, those two are Heavenly Pill Master, and Qin Ming is the real snake Alchemist. "

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Seeing that Qin Ming was the Snake Alchemist, the eyes of the entire audience were filled with enthusiasm.

This was a life and death pill battle of the Snake Alchemist. Some people might not even be able to see it in their entire lives.

Furthermore, it was a one versus two battle, so the degree of excitement was even more normal.

At first, they thought that Qin Ming would definitely lose this battle, and the outcome was already decided. But now, they discovered that Qin Ming had actually hidden his true strength.

Not only was it the Snake Alchemist, but it also depended on one's strength. It was also a top existence within the Snake Alchemist.

This proved that Qin Ming had both potential and strength.

There was a suspense in this match.

"What? Qin Ming is a snake Alchemist?" Qian Wuren, who was hiding in the crowd, saw that Qin Ming's skill in alchemy was more than a hundred times better than his.

He instantly understood that Qin Ming was hiding his true strength.

"Such a stable skill, it can't be the Snake Alchemist that just advanced. Perhaps he was the Snake Alchemist a long time ago."

Qian Wuren's internal demon was even more powerful.

"In other words, he concealed his strength back in the Qiyuan Kingdom."

"I refined pills in front of him. I was just trying to show off my skills in front of an expert."

Thinking of this, Qian Wuren felt a chill run down his spine.

If Qin Ming did not hide his strength, even if he borrowed a hundred guts, he would not dare to provoke the snake Alchemist.

Even if Qin Ming was a Martial Cultivator from the small world, it was the same.

The Martial Cultivator of the small world. Because he had no connections and no talent, he was looked down upon.2

However, once the Martial Cultivator in the small world had powerful strength and status, it would still be respected.

To put it bluntly, this world would not look down on the people of that place. It would only look down on those with low strength.

"Qin Ming, you must die, you must die. Whether you are a snake Alchemist or not, you will definitely die in this battle. "

Deep in his heart, Qian Wuren was shouting hysterically.

If Qin Ming won this battle, he knew that he would never be able to take revenge again.

Two Snake Alchemist were no match for him. If he became Qin Ming's enemy, he could only send him to hell.

This way, Qin Ming's internal demon would accompany him for the rest of his life.

When he thought about how Qin Ming would kill him in his dreams every night, Qian Wuren felt a chill in his heart.

After losing the competition in Qingyuan Kingdom and kneeling down to kowtow, his deeds had been spread to the public after he returned to Zhongzhou.

His master didn't like him, and his companions were trying to make fun of him.

During this period of time, every day felt like a year. He only hoped that Qin Ming would die, and let him wash away his shame.

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