Only then did Lian Yu realize that Qin Ming was so powerful.

"I estimate that Qin Ming's current strength can compete with ordinary dragon-level experts, right?"

"It's incredible."

"The holy blood warrior can transform. I wonder how strong he will be after transforming?"

If these four poisonous demon warriors besieged me.

Lian Yu felt that even if he resorted to all means, he would definitely die.

The gap is too big.

As for the poisonous demon warrior who rushed over first, she felt that she could only give half a try.

Even if she wins in the end, she will still be hurt.

What's more, that's just one of them.

The other three are working with the poisonous demon holding a long stick, so their strength is definitely not bad.

Not to mention four people attacking her at the same time, even if there were only two of them, she would probably be in trouble.

In the past, she felt proud that she was far ahead in martial arts among her family peers.

But now, there is a comparison between Qin and Ming.

She woke up instantly.

Those powerful geniuses who are called outstanding figures in the city are nothing.

It's just their own flaunting and self-absorption.

A truly strong person does not bother to express himself for the sake of fame.

A truly strong man is like a sword with a scabbard. Only when necessary will the sword be unsheathed and its edge revealed.

Lian Yu looked at Qin Ming, that stalwart figure holding the long sword at his waist, and made up his mind.
Chapter completed!