Alchemy & Martial Supreme

Although his father was Vice Sect Leader, he was only guarding the Celestial Scholar Blood Essence, and couldn't use it privately.    

Especially the Celestial Scholar Moon Wolf Blood Essence, he had to use it on the right path.    

Otherwise, Qi Yi, Xiao Yun, and the others would impeach his father.    

"Let's wait for a while longer. When father is ready, the entire sect will be ours..."    

Thinking of what his father was preparing for, the corner of Xi Hsing's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a sinister smile.    

……    

Qin Ming, who had been sitting cross-legged for some time, was awakened by the sound of a bell.    

"Has the competition begun?"    

Standing up, Qin Ming looked towards the biggest fighting stage. An old man was looking down with a smile on his face.    

The participating disciples were standing under the fighting stage. The disciples who weren't participating in the competition were standing around the fighting stage.    

Qin Ming quickly walked over and listened to the old man explaining the rules.    

The old man was very old, but his voice was loud and clear.    

He spoke in a clear and organized manner, and Qin Ming understood the rules of the competition after just one round.    

The rules of the competition were very simple, and according to the numbers on the wooden board, they would be competing separately.    

The loser would go down the stage, and the victor would advance until the last place was decided in the final battle.    

In the competition, one could not use the pill, could not deliberately cause one to become disabled, and could not kill on purpose.    

After the old man explained the rules, he did not waste any time and directly announced the start of the competition.    

The competition was not held on this large fighting stage, but in the small fighting stage scattered all over the place.    

Each fighting stage had a deacon standing on it.    

As the old man announced the start, the deacons began to announce the wooden plate numbers one after another.    

Coincidentally, there was a deacon who reported the same number as his wooden plate. Qin Ming did not even think about it and walked onto the fighting stage.    

Seeing Qin Ming walk up, all the disciples surrounded him.    

Qin Ming's current reputation was not low.    

Everyone wanted to know how outstanding Qin Ming's talent in alchemy was.    

As soon as Qin Ming went up, he heard the sound of someone giving up.    

Everyone was stunned, and so was Qin Ming.    

"Are you sure you want to give up?" The deacon held back his anger and asked a Martial Cultivator.    

"This disciple's strength is low, so he is definitely not a match for Senior Brother Qin. Therefore, I have no choice but to forfeit. I hope the deacon can understand." The Martial Cultivator cupped his hands toward the deacon on the stage and said.    

Hearing this, the deacon waved his hand and announced, "Qin Ming wins."    

Immediately, the disciples' faces were filled with disappointment. Qin Ming did not even use a single move and won just like that.    

Their wish to see Qin Ming's strength had failed.    

Qin Ming glanced at the disciple who had given up. He had a feeling that there was something wrong with this disciple.    

Logically speaking, even if this disciple knew his strength, he should still come up and fight.    

After all, this was only a fight, it was very safe.    

Furthermore, they were both at the Origin Scholar. It was impossible for him to see through his own cultivation level, and he might not know that he was no match for him.    

Qin Ming thought again, was the other party trying to please him?    

However, after giving up, the other party did not have any intention of talking to him. He even hid in the crowd, as if he was afraid that he would notice him.    

"How strange."    

Since he couldn't figure it out, Qin Ming didn't think too much about it. He walked down from the fighting stage and started observing the other Martial Cultivator fights.    

After watching for a while, Qin Ming didn't gain anything.    

These Origin Scholar didn't cultivate any origin techniques at all. They just relied on brute force to fight.    

That was true. It was very difficult to cultivate origin techniques for Origin Scholar Martial Cultivator.    

At the Origin Scholar level, cultivating origin techniques was better than cultivating martial arts.    

Cultivating origin techniques was both a waste of time and resources. It was better to spend it on cultivation.