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If Qin Ming hadn't witnessed this alternation of cold and heat with his own eyes, he wouldn't have been able to imagine it happening like this.

“Nature is truly amazing.”

Shaking his head, Qin Ming stopped thinking about it.

With a thought in his mind, the illusory flame instantly turned into a fist glove.

Raising his fist, Qin Ming struck towards the ground.

"Bang..."

Frost splashed and a crater appeared.

Sure enough, it can be compared to the source device.

Looking at the gloves in his hands, Qin Ming became more and more happy.

"You should have a name of your own."

"What should I call it?"

Qin Ming thought for a while and said, "Yes, how about I call you Lieyan?"

Nothing happens to it.

Touching Lieyan, Qin Ming nodded with satisfaction.

He was even looking forward to fighting.

If you want to have a good fight, try the true power of this glove.

"Logically speaking, your power shouldn't be limited to this."

If the temperature of the entire desert is caused by the flames.

Then its grade has reached at least dragon level.

Even more than that.

Although he has never seen a dragon level, Qin Ming can imagine that a dragon level definitely does not have such general power.

The most important thing is that the flame has been burning for no one knows how long.

It is far from what the dragon level can do.

"If the power is really that strong, I can't control it."

Qin Ming smiled.

It's impossible for him to control dragon-level power.

With his current power, he is already very satisfied.

Boxing gloves need to be soft on the inside and hard on the outside, which is very difficult to make.

At least until now, he has never seen source gloves.

He also considered searching in Zhongzhou to get a pair of sturdy gloves.

No need now.
Chapter completed!