Alchemy & Martial Supreme

Cangyu also wanted to strive for better conditions, but when he thought about losing to Qin Ming, he suddenly felt boring.

As for why there are only two competitions, if one person wins one of the two competitions, how should it be calculated? No one present had thought about this problem.

Qin Ming felt that it was impossible for him to lose in two games anyway, so adding a third game would be redundant.

Others believe that one competition is actually enough. More competitions will only make Qin Ming struggle more and have no meaning.

Two tests, three tests, it doesn't mean much!

…

There is a spacious martial arts stage with two alchemy furnaces over one meter high. These two alchemy furnaces are the most common stone alchemy furnaces and are extremely simple.

This alchemy furnace was what Cang Yu fought hard for, because he knew that Jujun had a magical alchemy furnace. If they competed with their own alchemy furnaces, Qin Ming would definitely be at a disadvantage in this aspect.

Next to the alchemy furnace, there are two dark red square tables, with expensive pens, inks, papers and inkstones neatly placed on the tables.

At the front of the martial arts stage, there were more than a dozen warriors sitting. These warriors were all wearing cyan elder clothes. Cangyu was prominently among them. He was frowning and feeling uneasy.

There are more than a thousand chairs placed behind the elder, and these chairs are already filled with disciples of the Shenwu Sect.

They were interested in the young man who dared to compete with the Jujun Alchemy Emperor. They wanted to see who Qin Ming, who boasted so brazenly that Lan Zhi was his wife, was.

An elder stood on the martial arts stage, checked the competition equipment, and after making sure that they were all ready, he faced the audience and announced loudly, "

The competition starts now, please come to the stage! "

There are only two chairs on the left. Qin Ming and Qin Wu are sitting on the chairs without any support group, looking extremely lonely.

After hearing the shouts from the elders on the stage, Qin Ming stood up and walked towards the stage easily.

"Qin Ming, I believe in you, you will definitely win!" Qin Wu suddenly shouted from behind.

Qin Ming paused slightly, nodded, and resolutely continued to move forward, and soon stood on the martial arts stage.

There were more than 20 chairs placed opposite. Ju Jun also stood up, smiled faintly, stepped slightly, flew onto the martial arts stage, and met Qin Ming's eyes.

"Qin Ming, it is not easy for you to reach the peak of martial arts at such a young age. For the sake of your youth and ignorance, if you kneel on the ground now and kowtow nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine times, I can Consider canceling the competition." Ju Jun squinted his eyes and said with a charitable expression.

At the same time, a pair of ruthless eyes glanced at Qin Wu who was on the stage from time to time, thinking secretly in his heart.

"If I kill Qin Ming, not only can I defeat Cangyu's power and establish my own prestige, but that little beauty over there can also give me whatever I want."

"As long as Qin Ming dies, I can take the opportunity to launch an attack and drive Cang Yu out of the sect. I can fabricate that Qin Ming is a spy of the Scorpion force, so as Qin Ming's accomplice, she is not allowed to be tortured by herself."

"When the time comes, as long as I use a few tricks, I will be able to defeat him, and I won't be able to do whatever I want!"

Thinking of the little beauty's grace in bed, Ju Jun drooled from the corner of his mouth.

Qin Wu only felt that there was a venomous snake staring at her, and couldn't help but shudder. She looked around, but there was nothing strange. Cangyu also wanted to strive for better conditions, but when he thought about losing to Qin Ming, he suddenly felt boring.

As for why there are only two competitions, if one person wins one of the two competitions, how should it be calculated? No one present had thought about this problem.

Qin Ming felt that it was impossible for him to lose in two games anyway, so adding a third game would be redundant.

Others believe that one competition is actually enough. More competitions will only make Qin Ming struggle more and have no meaning.

Two tests, three tests, it doesn't mean much!

…

There is a spacious martial arts stage with two alchemy furnaces over one meter high. These two alchemy furnaces are the most common stone alchemy furnaces and are extremely simple.

This alchemy furnace was what Cang Yu fought hard for, because he knew that Jujun had a magical alchemy furnace. If they competed with their own alchemy furnaces, Qin Ming would definitely be at a disadvantage in this aspect.

Next to the alchemy furnace, there are two dark red square tables, with expensive pens, inks, papers and inkstones neatly placed on the tables.

At the front of the martial arts stage, there were more than a dozen warriors sitting. These warriors were all wearing cyan elder clothes. Cangyu was prominently among them. He was frowning and feeling uneasy.

There are more than a thousand chairs placed behind the elder, and these chairs are already filled with disciples of the Shenwu Sect.

They were interested in the young man who dared to compete with the Jujun Alchemy Emperor. They wanted to see who Qin Ming, who boasted so brazenly that Lan Zhi was his wife, was.

An elder stood on the martial arts stage, checked the competition equipment, and after making sure that they were all ready, he faced the audience and announced loudly, "

The competition starts now, please come to the stage! "

There are only two chairs on the left. Qin Ming and Qin Wu are sitting on the chairs without any support group, looking extremely lonely.

After hearing the shouts from the elders on the stage, Qin Ming stood up and walked towards the stage easily.

"Qin Ming, I believe in you, you will definitely win!" Qin Wu suddenly shouted from behind.

Qin Ming paused slightly, nodded, and resolutely continued to move forward, and soon stood on the martial arts stage.

There were more than 20 chairs placed opposite. Ju Jun also stood up, smiled faintly, stepped slightly, flew onto the martial arts stage, and met Qin Ming's eyes.

"Qin Ming, it is not easy for you to reach the peak of martial arts at such a young age. For the sake of your youth and ignorance, if you kneel on the ground now and kowtow nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine times, I can Consider canceling the competition." Ju Jun squinted his eyes and said with a charitable expression.

At the same time, a pair of ruthless eyes glanced at Qin Wu who was on the stage from time to time, thinking secretly in his heart.

"If I kill Qin Ming, not only can I defeat Cangyu's power and establish my own prestige, but that little beauty over there can also give me whatever I want."

"As long as Qin Ming dies, I can take the opportunity to launch an attack and drive Cang Yu out of the sect. I can fabricate that Qin Ming is a spy of the Scorpion force, so as Qin Ming's accomplice, she is not allowed to be tortured by herself."

"When the time comes, as long as I use a few tricks, I will be able to defeat him, and I won't be able to do whatever I want!"

Thinking of the little beauty's grace in bed, Ju Jun drooled from the corner of his mouth.

Qin Wu only felt that there was a venomous snake staring at her, and couldn't help but shudder. She looked around, but there was nothing strange.