"You go all out, or else... you will die!"
Withdrawing his gaze, Qin Ming said lightly, Wang Zhenwei didn't use all his strength just now.
At first these people despised him, or they were afraid that if they accidentally killed him, the channel of the perfect medicine would disappear, so they kept a little bit of strength.
Wang Zhenwei stared at Qin Ming solemnly, nodded, holding the rapier tightly with both hands.
Seeing that Wang Zhenwei was ready, Qin Ming tapped the ground with his footsteps. The man appeared in front of him like an arrow from a bow, swishing, and hammering Wang Zhenwei in the chest with a fist like thunder.
Looking at the extremely shocking fist, Wang Zhenwei's face changed slightly, and Qin Ming didn't try his best with the punch just now.
"Can't hard-wire!"
With the power of the soul gathered all over, Wang Zhenwei moved horizontally to the left, his swords in his hands were like butterflies, and the dazzling people were dazzled and moved towards Qin Ming.
"The power of the soul is good!"
Seeing that Wang Zhenwei did not move stubbornly, Qin Ming admired in his heart that his spirit was at a level and could move unaffected, proving that Wang Zhenwei's spirit power was not weak.
Even if his grade is not as high as his, the quantity is definitely not less than his.
If it is a protracted battle, Wang Zhenwei's wasting the power of the soul in this way is definitely not his opponent, but the warrior fights, the winner will be divided between the moments, there is no overwhelming advantage, and the suppression of the momentum is useless.
With a slight smile, Qin Ming gathered the power of the soul in his palm, and blasted towards Wang Zhenwei's double swords regardless.
"The Raptors must be!"
"What?" Wang Zhenwei was shocked, Qin Ming's spirit power was too much, and the rank seemed very high.
Wanting to take back both swords, Qin Ming punched too fast, and as a last resort, Wang Zhenwei took the blow.
"Zizi."
Wang Zhenwei retreated, his two swords stuck on the ground, rubbing against the bluestone ground, making an unpleasant sound.
"So strong."
Stopping his walk, Wang Zhenwei looked at Qin Ming in shock, gasping for breath.
"Patriarch... lost?"
Looking at Wang Zhenwei's embarrassed appearance, everyone in the distance was shocked.
Everyone who fought against the Patriarch knows how strong the Patriarch is. The entire Morimu City is obviously the highest strength of the Patriarch of the Sen Family, but in fact, the Patriarch of the Sen Family and the Patriarch of the Mu Family are not opponents of the Sect Master.
This is something they have always been proud of, but now they have lost to Qin Ming.
"I can't... lose."
Panting heavily, Wang Zhenwei stood up straight, placed his swords on his chest, and assumed an attacking posture.
Only he can deal with Qin Ming in the whole family, and the whole family cannot lack him.
Without him, the family must be annexed by the Sen family and the Mu family, and he cannot be defeated no matter what.
In the distance, Qin Ming rubbed his fist, with a small red mark on his fist. This was a resolute blow with Wang Zhenwei. He used a fist of flesh and blood against the metal double sword and was slightly injured.
With Qin Ming's light kneading, the small red mark on his fist completely disappeared, and no pain was felt.
"Since the Raptors broke through, not only has my body become harder, but my resilience has also improved a lot."
"Even if I don't use gloves, a fight, my fists can still hold on!"
But I can't attack the opponent's long sword head-on, which limits my ability to play!
