C1173 Divine Soul Attack
C1173 Divine Soul Attack
"Go all out, or else... you will die!"
He retracted his gaze. Qin Ming said faintly. Wang Zhenwei didn't use his full strength just now.
In the beginning, these people looked down on him, or perhaps they were afraid that if they killed him accidentally, the channels of the Perfect Pills would disappear, so they left some strength behind.
Wang Zhenwei stared at Qin Ming with a serious expression, nodded, and tightly gripped the thin sword with both hands.
Seeing that Wang Zhenwei was ready, Qin Ming stepped lightly on the ground, and like an arrow leaving the bow, he appeared in front of him with a swoosh. His fist was like thunder, and it was aimed at Wang Zhenwei's chest.
Looking at the terrifying power of the fist, Wang Zhenwei's expression changed slightly. Qin Ming did not use his full strength in that punch just now.
"We can't take it head on!"
Wang Zhenwei gathered the Power of Divine Soul all over his body and moved to the left side. The two swords in his hands were like fluttering butterflies, dazzling everyone as they flew towards Qin Ming.
"The Power of Divine Soul is not bad!"
Seeing Wang Zhenwei not moving at all, Qin Ming praised in his heart. His divine soul was at the Earth level. The fact that he could move without being affected proved that Wang Zhenwei's Power of Divine Soul was not weak either.
Even if its grade wasn't as high as his, its quantity wouldn't be any less than his.
If it was a prolonged battle, Wang Zhenwei would just waste the Power of Divine Soul like this. He was definitely not his match, but in the battle of the Martial Cultivator, the outcome was decided in an instant. Without an overwhelming advantage, the suppression of the aura was useless.
Qin Ming smiled. He gathered the Power of Divine Soul in his palm and threw it at Wang Zhenwei's pair of swords.
"Dragon-extinction!"
"What is it?!" Wang Zhenwei was shocked. There were too many Power of Divine Soul on Qin Ming's fist, and it seemed to be of a very high grade.
He wanted to withdraw his swords, but Qin Ming's punch was too fast. Wang Zhenwei had no choice but to take the attack head on.
"Zi Zi Zi."
Wang Zhenwei backed up. His swords were stuck on the ground, rubbing against the bluestone ground, creating an unpleasant sound.
"So strong."
Wang Zhenwei stopped moving. He looked at Qin Ming in shock and gasped for breath.
"patriarch... lost?"
Looking at Wang Zhenwei's miserable appearance, everyone in the distance was shocked.
Everyone knew how strong the combat strength of the patriarch was. In the entire Forest City, Patriarch of Sen Family was the strongest, but in fact, Patriarch of Sen Family and Patriarch of Mu Family combined were no match for Sect Master.
This was something they had always been proud of, but now, they had actually lost to Qin Ming.
"I can't... lose."
Breathing heavily, Wang Zhenwei stood up straight and placed his two swords in front of his chest, posing as if he was going to attack.
He was the only one in the entire family who could deal with Qin Ming. The entire family could not lack him.
Without him, the Sen Family and the Mu Family would definitely take over the family. No matter what, he couldn't lose.
In the distance, Qin Ming rubbed his fists. There were tiny red marks on his fists. This was the first time he had clashed with Wang Zhenwei. He had used his fist of flesh and blood to deal with the metal swords. He had suffered some injuries.
As Qin Ming rubbed his fist, the tiny red mark on his fist disappeared completely. He could no longer feel any pain.
"Ever since I broke through to the Dragon-extinction, not only have my body become stronger, my recovery ability has also become much stronger."
"Even if I don't use my gloves, my fist will still be able to withstand it!"
However, I can't directly attack my opponent's long sword. This is restricting my ability to use my full strength!