Alchemy & Martial Supreme

This attack was completely different from the last time Qin Ming launched a sneak attack. Even if he only brushed it now, he would probably be seriously injured.    

With Qin Ming's speed, being seriously injured meant death. He probably wouldn't even be able to admit defeat.    

Block it! He had to block it!    

Zhu Lechun steeled his heart and continued to accumulate hidden force in his sword. He raised his hand and punched at Qin Ming's fist with the fastest speed possible.    

In an instant, the hidden force in the sword had completely erupted. Its power had already surpassed the initial stage of the Saint Beast Realm.    

"Block it for me!" Zhu Lechun roared loudly. The Dao on his body gushed out. He did not think about the future. He only wanted to catch Qin Ming's attack and surrender.    

As for borrowing Qin Ming's pressure to make a breakthrough in his Sword Dao, he didn't even think about it now.    

If he could survive, then he would say it again. If he couldn't, then everything else would be meaningless.    

Zhu Lechun exerted 120% of his strength. The veins on his forehead were covered densely. All the Dao on his body were gathered in his long sword, and he roared out with all his strength.    

"Admit defeat!"    

After using all his strength, Zhu Lechun admitted defeat in a panic. He wanted to prevent Qin Ming from launching his next attack. He hoped that the judge next to him could lend him a hand.    

Of course, Qin Ming's attack was too fast and very close to him. Even if a Divine Beast expert came, it would be impossible for him to help him block Qin Ming's attack.    

So whether he could survive or not depended on whether he could withstand Qin Ming's attack.    

When Zhu Lechun said that he would admit defeat, the middle-aged referee had already made his move. The other referees near the arena also rushed towards the fog.    

In the fog, Qin Ming's fist hit Zhu Lechun's long sword. The hidden force in the long sword surprised Qin Ming a little.    

He did not expect that Zhu Lechun, who seemed to be confused, was actually also secretly accumulating strength. However, could this accumulated strength block his Wind and Fire Dao?    

Qin Ming had great confidence in his Wind and Fire Dao. He had never encountered any Martial Cultivator of the same level that was stronger than him.    

Although Zhu Lechun was not bad, his Covert Power was also very magical. If he used it well, he would be able to unleash ten times more powerful attack power.    

However, it was still far from being comparable to the Wind and Fire Dao. Furthermore, it was the Wind and Fire Dao that he had been accumulating for a long time.    

A powerful force gushed out. Without any accident, Zhu Lechun's long sword was instantly suppressed.    

However, what Qin Ming did not expect was that Zhu Lechun's long sword did not collapse as he had expected. Instead, it resisted a little.    

"The force has weakened a lot." The long sword was sent flying. Qin Ming looked at his fist that was imprinted into Zhu Lechun's chest. He knew in his heart that Zhu Lechun might not die!    

With a powerful force, the long sword was slightly blocked before it was sent flying. After Qin Ming's fist hit Zhu Lechun's chest, Zhu Lechun was sent flying.    

Qin Ming did not continue to attack. Firstly, he did not have much enmity with Zhu Lechun. Secondly, the referee had arrived. He was standing between him and Zhu Lechun, looking at the injuries on Zhu Lechun's body.    

The fog dissipated. The Martial Cultivator below the stage could finally see the battle situation on the stage clearly.    

Qin Ming could be seen panting heavily. It seemed like he had used up a lot of his energy, but his body was safe and sound. Zhu Lechun didn't seem to have caused any harm to him.    

Zhu Lechun had already fallen to the ground, and there was a large amount of blood flowing on the ground. It could be clearly seen that there was a big hole in his chest, and his internal organs must have been damaged.