ing to such a rage!When enraged, a person may be able to exert power beyond their usual capabilities!"Don't underestimate him, his aura is terrifying..."At this moment, the soul spirit within Long Xia...A blade of azure light flashed, cleaving the giant hand in two with a blinding radiance. Qin Xiaolin recoiled abruptly, and the condensed qi hand dissipated into smoke and vanished into the air in an instant.

This time, Qin Xiaolin didn't get any advantage at all. Instead, he was repelled by Chen Ping with a single blow, which surprised everyone.

Qin Xiaolin narrowed his eyes, the killing intent in them growing stronger. Without a word, he immediately launched another attack towards Chen Ping.

Regardless of whether Chen Ping was injured or not, Qin Xiaolin wasn't going to give him any breathing room. Since he couldn't kill him in one strike, he would exhaust Chen Ping, dragging him down until he couldn't fight anymore. With his Martial Saint realm strength, he didn't believe Chen Ping had the ability to outlast him.

Only Qin Xiaolin's fist turned into a fist, dozens of meters apart, and suddenly punched out. Only seeing a semi-transparent, invisible air current quickly heading towards Chen Ping, due to the speed was too fast, everyone only saw a white mist formed between Chen Ping and Qin Xiaolin, just like an airplane passing through the air, leaving a long trail behind it.

Boom...

Chen Ping once again condensed his qi into a blade. This time, the blade's radiance was noticeably stronger, clearly indicating that he hadn't used his full strength in the previous strike.

A dull boom echoed as Chen Ping's blade slashed against the energy blast. Though he blocked most of it, a portion still slammed heavily into his chest.

Chen Ping's figure instantly arched backward, then shot out rapidly. His feet slid on the stage, and soon two deep grooves appeared on the platform, stretching all the way to the edge of the platform. Only then did Chen Ping's figure stop.

Chen Ping frowned slightly. The strength of a martial arts master was indeed not to be underestimated. Qin Xiaolin's qi was obviously different from that of ordinary warriors.

To know, the inner strength of a general martial artist is produced by their own hammering and cultivation. To be able to release inner strength externally is already the realm of a grandmaster. However, due to the limitations of the martial artist's training methods, the inner strength of a martial artist cannot be sustained nor can it be so solid.

Qi jin, following a cultivator's spiritual power, is simply too far behind. This is why Chen Ping, who is now only a Qi Refinement stage cultivator, can effortlessly slay two martial arts Grandmasters.

But Qin Xiaolin's Qi was completely different from the other warriors. It was almost as powerful as a cultivator's spiritual energy. No wonder Long Wu had warned Chen Ping beforehand that warriors at the Martial Saint realm were not so easily dealt with. After seeing how warriors reached a whole new level after reaching the Martial Saint realm.

It's no wonder that many martial artists' dream is to reach the Martial Sovereign realm, even setting it as their goal and constantly cultivating towards it. However, it seems that reaching the Martial Sovereign realm isn't so easy. Besides one's own cultivation techniques and talent, they also need opportunity.

"To withstand my two attacks, you are the most powerful master I've encountered since leaving seclusion. Your body's strength surpasses my imagination. You must have taken some pills to temper your physique. If you give me those pills, perhaps I can spare your life."

Qin Xiaolin looked at Chen Ping's exposed bronze skin, his eyes full of envy.

"You let me go I killed your son, and your nephew! Will you just let me go"

Chen Ping's lips curled up, and he sneered.

“Having cultivated to my level, family ties are nothing but a burden. When I reach immortality, I'll have countless descendants. If you truly have a pill that can temper the body, give it to me and I'll spare your life…”

Qin Xiaolin's words shocked everyone. They didn't expect Qin Xiaolin to be willing to give up revenge for his own son just for the sake of some pills.broken through, he was only a Rank One Martial God.Compared to this eighth-rank martial god, he's simply worlds apart!Even if there were any spirit fruits left, I wouldn't give them to you. Besides, t...