Alchemy & Martial Supreme

Seeing the momentum of Qin Ming's fist, Ran Sibo had no confidence that he could block it.

At this moment, he suddenly understood the despair Zhu Lechun was facing. Such an attack could not be blocked by geniuses like them. Perhaps only Chen Xiuxian, the demon-level martial arts genius, could block it.

No, maybe not even Chen Xiuxian can stop him. There is only one way, not giving Qin Ming time to accumulate strength.

Such an attack would definitely take a long time to accumulate power and consume a lot of energy. As long as Qin Ming was not given time to accumulate power, it would be absolutely impossible to launch such a powerful attack.

The reason why Qin Ming and Zhu Lechun fought before was because under the cover of the fog, Zhu Lechun couldn't help Qin Ming even if he didn't want to, and the situation of the battle was completely controlled by Qin Ming.

In this battle, he deliberately gave Qin Ming time. He originally thought that time was on his side, and the longer it took, the more beneficial it would be for him.

Now I realize that I have thought too much and if I give Qin Ming time, he is looking for death.

"Admit defeat!" Ran Sibo shouted again, holding the sword tightly in his hand and his eyes became firm.

Since he chose the path of martial arts, he would inevitably face danger. Since the day he practiced martial arts, he had already had the awareness of death.

Ran Sibo's admission of defeat was not beyond Qin Ming's expectation, but even if Ran Sibo admitted defeat, he could not take the punch just as he wanted. ??

If he reaches 100% of the fusion of wind and fire, he may be able to do it, but now, this punch must be struck.

"Attack as you like, don't stick to moves and ways!" Qin Ming shouted at Ran Sibo and punched his chest hard with his fist. Although there was no way to take it all back, Qin Ming was trying his best to reduce the power of this move. , I just hope Ran Sibo can survive.

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After hearing Qin Ming's words, a light flashed in Ran Sibo's mind.

Qin Ming meant that he should not stick to moves or Tao.

Could it be that the real meaning was to let his body react on its own?

Under the threat of death, his mind was spinning faster than ever before. Coupled with Qin Ming's words that were like enlightenment, he suddenly understood.

"I know!" Ran Sibo held the handle of the knife with his hand. His face no longer had despair and fear, but instead he was eager to try.

He raised his hand and drew the sword without any moves. It struck Qin Ming's fist. There was no huge impact sound, but it was as if it was attached to Qin Ming's fist.

However, this lasted only a short time. In an instant, the powerful wind and fire path passed through the flames and directly hit the sword.

The sword in Ran Sibo's hand could no longer be held and flew out. At the same time, Qin Ming's fist hit Hong Lai on his chest from top to bottom.

Ran Sibo only had time to stretch out his arm to block his chest, gathering all his strength to block it.

After the force of the sword was relieved, and the sword's upper path and Qin Ming's wind and fire path offset it, the fist that hit his arm still broke his arm in an instant.

After just a few buffers, Qin Ming's fist finally stopped.

Ran Sibo took seven steps back and sat down on the ground. The bones of his two arms were completely broken and lying on the side. Blood poured out of the corners of his mouth and he kept coughing.

He gritted his teeth and endured the tremendous pain in his body.

At this time, the referee had already arrived in front of Ran Sibo and began to check his injury.

Ran Sibo shook his head. Now he had adapted a little and felt less painful than before. The pain on his face disappeared and he laughed. Seeing the momentum of Qin Ming's fist, Ran Sibo had no confidence that he could block it.

At this moment, he suddenly understood the despair Zhu Lechun was facing. Such an attack could not be blocked by geniuses like them. Perhaps only Chen Xiuxian, the demon-level martial arts genius, could block it.

No, maybe not even Chen Xiuxian can stop him. There is only one way, not giving Qin Ming time to accumulate strength.

Such an attack would definitely take a long time to accumulate power and consume a lot of energy. As long as Qin Ming was not given time to accumulate power, it would be absolutely impossible to launch such a powerful attack.

The reason why Qin Ming and Zhu Lechun fought before was because under the cover of the fog, Zhu Lechun couldn't help Qin Ming even if he didn't want to, and the situation of the battle was completely controlled by Qin Ming.

In this battle, he deliberately gave Qin Ming time. He originally thought that time was on his side, and the longer it took, the more beneficial it would be for him.

Now I realize that I have thought too much and if I give Qin Ming time, he is looking for death.

"Admit defeat!" Ran Sibo shouted again, holding the sword tightly in his hand and his eyes became firm.

Since he chose the path of martial arts, he would inevitably face danger. Since the day he practiced martial arts, he had already had the awareness of death.

Ran Sibo's admission of defeat was not beyond Qin Ming's expectation, but even if Ran Sibo admitted defeat, he could not take the punch just as he wanted.

If he reaches 100% of the fusion of wind and fire, he may be able to do it, but now, this punch must be struck.

"Attack as you like, don't stick to moves and ways!" Qin Ming shouted at Ran Sibo and punched his chest hard with his fist. Although there was no way to take it all back, Qin Ming was trying his best to reduce the power of this move. , I just hope Ran Sibo can survive.

\u003e

After hearing Qin Ming's words, a light flashed in Ran Sibo's mind.

Qin Ming meant that he should not stick to moves or Tao.

Could it be that the real meaning was to let his body react on its own?

Under the threat of death, his mind was spinning faster than ever before. Coupled with Qin Ming's words that were like enlightenment, he suddenly understood.

"I know!" Ran Sibo held the handle of the knife with his hand. His face no longer had despair and fear, but instead he was eager to try.

He raised his hand and drew the knife without any moves. It struck Qin Ming's fist. There was no huge impact sound, but it was as if it was attached to Qin Ming's fist.

However, this lasted only a short time. In an instant, the powerful wind and fire path passed through the flames and directly hit the sword.

The sword in Ran Sibo's hand could no longer be held and flew out. At the same time, Qin Ming's fist hit Hong Lai on his chest from top to bottom.

Ran Sibo only had time to stretch out his arm to block his chest, gathering all his strength to block it.

After the force of the sword was relieved, and the sword's upper path and Qin Ming's wind and fire path offset it, the fist that hit his arm still broke his arm in an instant.

After just a few buffers, Qin Ming's fist finally stopped.

Ran Sibo took seven steps back and sat down on the ground. The bones of his two arms were completely broken and lying on the side. Blood poured out of the corners of his mouth and he kept coughing.

He gritted his teeth and endured the tremendous pain in his body.

At this time, the referee had already arrived in front of Ran Sibo and began to check his injury.

Ran Sibo shook his head. Now he had adapted a little and felt less painful than before. The pain on his face disappeared and he laughed.