Alchemy & Martial Supreme

Only by letting the Great Elder of the Golden Mysterious Macaque race know his strength would they be able to help him without any worries. They would not be able to prove their worth. Why would the Great Elder help him?    

After all, the inheritance of the Supreme Bloodline was too far away. Only with his powerful strength could he increase their confidence.    

Qin Ming looked at the Great Elders below the stage. He noticed that the Great Elders were all smiling in response to Qin Ming's gaze.    

Jin Junyuan stood on the stage with a smile and announced loudly, "This battle has ended. Jin Zhi An wins!"    

After saying that, he didn't say anything else.    

Hearing Jin Junyuan announce the result of the competition, the audience immediately burst into cheers.    

Jin Zhian wanted to say something, but seeing that his father had already announced the result, he didn't say anything else and looked at Qin Ming with gratitude.    

Many peak Divine Beasts below the stage saw the true result of the competition, but they didn't doubt it. Instead, they looked at Qin Ming with smiles on their faces.    

Sure enough, it was the same as the information they had received. Qin Ming's character was excellent.    

He wasn't competitive. He was willing to give the glory to Jin Zhi'an. It was very difficult for him to bear the loss of his reputation.    

Even if it was them, they wouldn't be willing to admit defeat under such circumstances. He had clearly won, but he had to admit defeat. This would certainly make them feel uncomfortable.    

Moreover, Qin Ming was a young man. Young people would usually value honor and like to show off.    

Especially since Jin Zhizhi was still watching from below. Could it be that Qin Ming didn't want to show off in front of her?    

They admired Qin Ming in their hearts and looked at him with admiration. It seemed that his achievements today weren't only because of his bloodline, but also because of his character.    

While everyone was cheering for Jin Zhian, Jin Zhijun was looking at Qin Ming indifferently from afar.    

He had fought with Qin Ming before, so he naturally knew Qin Ming's moves very well. Qin Ming's last strike was very powerful, and Jin Zhi'an couldn't withstand it.    

Even if he blocked it, he wouldn't feel good.    

But now, not only did he block the attack, he didn't seem to be injured at all. This was very strange.    

He didn't hear what Jin Zhi'an said to Qin Ming in the ring. Their voices were very soft, but in the end, Qin Ming deliberately raised his voice, so he could hear them clearly.    

Therefore, he guessed that Qin Ming should have admitted defeat on purpose. In fact, he had just defeated Jin Zhi'an.    

"Qin Ming is very strong! And he is getting stronger and stronger. My cultivation realm has broken through to the Divine Beast Realm. Initially, they thought that the gap between them had become smaller, but now they knew... Not only has it not become smaller, the gap between us is getting bigger and bigger. " Jin Zhijun shook his head with a bitter smile.    

Although he had lost the first battle with Qin Ming, he had seen the hope of defeating Qin Ming.    

After that, he worked hard and thought of defeating Qin Ming once after breaking through to the Divine Beast Realm.    

He never thought that Qin Ming would actually want to challenge the patriarch. At that time, he realized that Qin Ming's strength was no longer the same as before.    

As expected, he lost miserably when he challenged Qin Ming.    

What surprised him even more was that Qin Ming didn't use much strength to defeat him. The power of his bloodline was also useless, especially the power in his blood. Qin Ming didn't even use it.    

If he used the power in his blood, even if there were ten of him, they wouldn't be a match for Qin Ming.    

With his current strength, he wasn't even qualified to be Qin Ming's stepping stone.